Following Princess Grandmother along the long red carpet.
Although Mianmian had looks very similar to Princess Huiyun,
Their temperaments were worlds apart.
When Princess Huiyun's aura was in full force, she could attract countless gazes.
When she appeared, it was difficult for people to look away.
So no one would notice the short child behind the princess.
Of course, Jiang Feng noticed.
But he was in the rows on both sides.
It wasn't convenient to greet her.
Meng Qingshe also noticed, but his thoughts were unique.
In the old master's words, Grandmother-in-law's aura should be thrown onto the battlefield, stunning the enemy for three breaths, unable to react, and then slash slash slash! A great victory!
Mianmian kept walking forward with Princess Grandmother.
Because she wanted to see all the civil and military officials, she accidentally thought these were all the leaders of this country, an idea too sensitive that got censored for a whole night o(╯□╰)o.
As a result, when she reached the front, before she could curiously see the Emperor, she first saw her father.
At this moment, Mianmian felt very distressed.
She no longer had the mood for sightseeing.
When everyone is kneeling, and I'm also kneeling, it doesn't seem like much.
If everyone is kneeling and I'm standing, I might be able to see whose hair is thinning.
But when everyone is standing and I'm kneeling, this feeling is terrifying.
I'm not afraid of falling, I'm afraid of being the only one who falls.
Seeing her father kneeling, just one glance.
Mianmian's eyes immediately moistened.
She tugged at Princess Grandmother's clothes, looking up at her.
Her tears fell in big drops.
The princess only lowered her head to look at the little one.
Seeing her face covered in tears.
From the moment she met this little one, she had always been rushing about eagerly, never showing a moment's hesitation.
Seeing her so lively, like boiling water about to jump, always bubbling.
Seeing her fearless attitude, even sleep-talking, always saying: "Princess, please give me acupuncture," even in dreams wanting to stick needles in the princess.
But at this moment, seeing her face full of tears,
A pair of eyes filled with terror and sorrow.
Princess Huiyun felt her heart ache beyond measure.
If it weren't for her, if she hadn't recognized her child back, how much suffering would they have endured.
It was her fault, it was her mistake.
The past sufferings, she couldn't undo, even thinking about them was as painful as death by a thousand cuts.
But now, whoever dared to touch her child, she would deal with their entire family.
She was mad.
Seeing the guards come forward to grab her son, she drew her sword in front of all the court officials and the Emperor.
"Who dares to touch my child!"
Mianmian saw that everyone seemed to be frozen by Princess Grandmother's action.
She took the opportunity to run to her father's side, kneeling beside him.
Jiang Changtian knew he wouldn't die, at most he would suffer some torment, he was used to suffering and wasn't worried, it was a small matter.
Seeing the princess come, he didn't feel much warmth in his heart.
But seeing that the princess had actually brought Mianmian along.
Seeing Mianmian kneeling in front of him.
Jiang Changtian's defenses crumbled.
He cursed Princess Huiyun in his heart for being brainless.
He could suffer, could be trampled on, could bow his head and beg.
But he didn't want his little girl to see this scene.
He just wanted to see his little girl being unruly, as if she had a tail, every day grandly and happily.
He didn't want Mianmian to see this scene.
Feng could, they were both males, men should bear reality.
Feng's experiences, he would understand, would comprehend.
But Mianmian wouldn't understand.
Jiang Changtian felt he was an ugly oyster shell, his greatest function was to nurture a round, shiny pearl, she was innocent and naive, curious about everything in the world, she was happy, she was clever.
At this moment, the pearl rolled to his side, cautiously, with golden beans hanging in her eyes.
Jiang Changtian's inner defenses completely crumbled, he cursed the princess hundreds of times in his heart.
Although he was kneeling, he still embraced Mianmian.
"It's okay, it's okay, Father is fine, don't be afraid, really it's fine."
Just now he knew he was going to be taken to the Ministry of Justice, his look of utter despair and loss of interest in life was ninety percent acting.
But at this moment, seeing his little girl, he was truly distressed.
He couldn't bear to see his child suffer even a bit of grievance, not even a tiny bit, his eyes reddened.
"Dad." The childish voice was muffled, mixed with a hoarse tone.
A sound that could bring tears to one's eyes.
Like life and death separation.
Many court officials, seeing this scene, inexplicably felt their hearts tremble, and turned their faces away.
Although they might also be perpetrators.
But they could also empathize.
If one day, they became prisoners.
Perhaps, their children wouldn't even be able to see them once.
And the Emperor sitting on the dragon throne was completely stunned.
He saw Huiyun come in full regalia.
He had grown old.
But Huiyun hadn't aged at all, her appearance was still the same, even more beautiful.
More dazzling than the image in his heart.
What really broke his defenses was the little girl beside Huiyun.
To be honest, the appearance of that little girl was truly the image of Huiyun that the Emperor remembered most deeply in his heart, the most profound image.
Because at that time, life was difficult, in the deep palace, every step had to be taken cautiously.
At that time, a large part of his courage to live on was given by that little girl.
She was happy every day, she chased after him calling "Royal Brother, Royal Brother."
She was innocent and naive.
She was ignorant of worldly affairs.
She was the softest part in his heart.
She was the purest part in his heart.
Even the strange, abnormal love later on originated from this time, he wanted to protect his sister, felt that all men in the world were not good people, none were worthy.
He wasn't worthy either.
However, that was the peak of his absurdity, Mother Empress had died, no one in the world could restrain him, there were no shackles, so he had such crazy thoughts.
But now, there was Huiyun at her most beautiful time.
And surprisingly, there was also Huiyun from her purest childhood time.
The childhood Huiyun ran to Jiang Er's side, knelt beside him, calling "Dad" in a soft voice, she cried.
At this moment, the Emperor seemed to return to his youth.
Huiyun cried, he was punished, kneeling in the imperial garden, Huiyun knelt beside him, cautiously calling "Royal Brother."
At this moment, the Emperor felt as if a thousand arrows had pierced his heart, the arrow rain shot by Mother Empress years ago, shot into his heart again, making his heart riddled with wounds, but this time, the person drawing the bow was himself.
The Emperor could be dazed, hurt, stunned, travelling through time and space.
The court officials could empathize, trembling in fear.
But Minister Lu couldn't be dazed, wouldn't empathize.
He didn't understand what was happening before him.
How did Princess Huiyun come out.
What was she going to do with that sword.
Who was her son?
As the prime minister, as the person in charge of investigating Jiang Er's case just ordered by the Emperor, Minister Lu of course had to act immediately.
Where did this child come from.
The princess actually brought Jiang Er's child to the court.
Minister Lu sensed a change.
He decisively said: "Take him away."
Princess Huiyun saw the old man in front of her, actually wanting to harm her child in her presence.
She pointed her sword at the old man and thrust forward.
Princess Huiyun - extreme sports enthusiast, intermittent neurotic, drinker of spirit spring water - her sword was so fast it caught people completely off guard.
One thrust and the sword pierced Minister Lu's body, she spoke: "You dare to hurt my child?"
Minister Lu looked down at the sword in his chest in disbelief, he never imagined that in front of all the court officials, under the Emperor's nose, he would actually be stabbed by a sword??
He was Minister Lu, the number one prime minister in the world, when he went out he was afraid of assassination, because in his power struggles, the families he had killed could circle the Capital City, so when he went out he was always surrounded by guards for protection, even at home he was surrounded by guards, assassinations and such could never get close to him.
Minister Lu knew how to protect himself.
Because there were indeed foolish people who wanted to assassinate him.
They were all caught before they could get close to him, then cruelly punished by him with extreme penalties, publicly executed.
But now, in full view of everyone, witnessed by all, he was actually stabbed by the princess with one thrust.
How could weapons be brought into the great court?
Where were the guards?
Why kill him?
Minister Lu looked down at the sword in his chest, his eyes wide with anger, last night there was still a stack of memorials he hadn't finished reviewing...
