Quick Wear: Daji is a Bad Woman

The prime minister felt sorry for his daughter, and asked people to take her back to the prime minister's mansion to rest. There were different opinions on her appearance, some said she was dead, and some said she had defected to the enemy.

The emperor in the palace heard the news and personally declared the prime minister to enter the palace for questioning.

"Aiqing, is the general dead or alive?" The emperor did not beat around the bush, staring at the prime minister and waiting for his answer.

"Old minister..." The prime minister knelt on the ground with a plop, "Old minister is guilty."

The prime minister looked distressed: "The little girl has found the general, but he...he can't come back."

This is very ingenious. If you can't come back, it means surrendering to the enemy.

The emperor was so furious that he threw down all the memorials.

"Please punish the crime, Your Majesty." The prime minister trembled and felt ashamed.

The emperor calmed down, the prime minister was not to blame for this matter, if it wasn't for the prime minister, he wouldn't think he was a beggar, and he wouldn't let him marry his daughter. On the contrary, it was because the prime minister was too upright that he was deceived by the villain.

"Aiqing, get up quickly." The emperor helped the prime minister himself: "Not only do I not blame you for this matter, but I also want to reward you. It is precisely because of the high character of the prime minister that he can teach such a strange woman as Miss San."

The prime minister was slightly surprised, it seems that his daughter did not lie to him, saying that His Majesty rewarded him instead of convicting him, the daughter is really lucky.

"This kind of person is not worthy of Third Miss, I promise them to make up."

"Thank you, Your Majesty." The Prime Minister heaved a sigh of relief in his heart. Although he didn't know why the Emperor admired his daughter so much, he didn't blame their family after all.

Daji has become the third lady of the prime minister's mansion again, and the person who wants to marry her is about to step through the threshold. Even if she has married someone, but the third lady is dedicated to her husband and all the people will see it. Such a moral third lady is worth it.

For a while, Daji became a popular candidate for a daughter-in-law in the capital.

"Third sister, the young master of the Shangshu Mansion has been waiting for you for many days, do you want to go and see him?"

"Daughter, don't you have any favorites? There are so many young masters, they are better than that ungrateful one."

"Yes, third sister, I heard that you are now the ideal wife for men in Beijing."

Although the background of this story is fictitious, the overall story is based on the Tang Dynasty, and the folk customs are relatively open.

Daji is beautiful, and she is devoted to her beggar husband. She is the goddess of men's dreams, so don't ask too many people to marry her.

Daji refused, and was kept in the prime minister's mansion every day, teasing the rabbit and listening to gossip, outsiders thought that the third lady was too sad to see anyone.

Chinese New Year is approaching, and there is another banquet held in the palace, and the family of the Prime Minister has gone. Daji is dressed in plain clothes and her hair is simply tied up. She is a clear stream among a group of well-dressed concubines and ministers' daughters.

There are different seats for men and women in the palace banquet, divided into left and right sides. Because the folk customs are open, they are all together without separation. Daji's delicate and weak appearance attracted a lot of attention.

Daji's distressed appearance aroused pity in the hearts of men, especially the emperor, who knew the truth, was full of distress and worthlessness for Daji.

Such a woman with a noble appearance and a noble heart should be pampered and held in the palm of her hand.

This kind of banquet is also an opportunity for ministers to introduce their daughters to the emperor, and the daughters of each family also try their best to perform, hoping to make the emperor fancy. …

The noble concubine on the high platform noticed that the emperor could not stop looking at Daji. She was anxious and angry, and she couldn't help attacking Daji: "What is the meaning of the third lady wearing plain clothes today? Isn't the palace banquet worthy of your dress?"

The emperor glanced at the noble concubine, and there was a bit of dissatisfaction in his eyes. It is natural for the third lady to be in a low mood and wear plain clothes after such an accident.

Daji stood up and gave a salute, with a delicate and soft voice: "Imperial concubine, I have recently read the story of Chang'e and Houyi, and I just want to imitate the fairy Chang'e. If there is anything inappropriate, please forgive me to blame."

The love tragedy of Chang'e and Houyi is just like she and her. As soon as the words came out, the emperor understood Daji's thoughts very well, and called out in a low voice: "Imperial concubine."

The imperial concubine was even angrier, for the sake of a widow, the emperor treated her like this, so the imperial concubine pretended not to listen to the emperor's warning and continued to attack: "Chang'e is good at dancing, the third lady might as well follow suit."

The noble concubine wanted to make Daji look ugly in public, but unfortunately, dancing couldn't be easier for Daji.

"The little girl is making a fool of herself."

Soon, Chang'e Flying to the Moon Dance was displayed at the palace banquet. Her slender figure, relentless eyes, and graceful dancing posture made everyone mesmerized.

The audience was also fascinated by watching, and forgot to post the barrage.

After the dance was over, Daji saluted, and everyone reacted.

"Okay..." The emperor clapped his hands and everyone applauded.

"Miss San is really Chang'e descending to earth, this dance makes people feel like they are in a fairy palace." The admiration and obsession in the emperor's eyes could not be hidden, and the noble concubine tightly squeezed the handkerchief angrily.

The expression on the emperor's face was seen by everyone, and everyone gave a tacit look, and their attitude towards Daji became more polite.

"Third Miss is really versatile, this dance should only exist in the sky."

"Seeing Miss San's dance, the old man thought Tiangong Fairy had come down to earth."

Everyone started to compliment Daji and the prime minister. Seeing the emperor like this, the third lady is not far away from entering the palace.

After the palace banquet was over, Daji proposed to see the imperial garden, and the palace servants led Daji there. The prime minister's wife was worried and wanted to follow, but was held back by the elder sister.

"Mother, haven't you seen it yet? The look in His Majesty's eyes at the banquet just now."

The second sister is also a human being, and winked for a while: "Our third sister, luck is in the back."

The prime minister's wife understood that there were joys and sorrows. The joy was that Daji was favored by the emperor, but the worry was that the palace was too complicated, and the daughter's simple nature might not be able to stay.

Daji went to the imperial garden, the emperor got the news immediately, found an excuse to slip away, the noble concubine was so angry that there was nothing she could do, after all he was the emperor, and Daji is now a widowed woman, not a court wife, even if she is a concubine , people in the world will not feel anything.

"Miss San, how is the Royal Garden?"

When Daji turned her head and saw the emperor behind her, she was ready to kneel down to salute in fear, but the emperor held her arm and said, "There is no need to be too polite."

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

Daji's voice was delicate, the emperor could smell her fragrance from such a close distance, and couldn't help asking: "What kind of fragrance does the third lady use, it's really special."

Daji lowered her head in embarrassment: "Your Majesty, the little girl has never used any incense, maybe she is greedy, but what you smell is fruity fragrance."

"Hahaha... No wonder it smells like peaches." The emperor laughed heartily, reluctant to let go of Daji's hand.

Daji was also infected by the emperor, she pursed her lips and smiled, this smile stunned the emperor, he didn't see Daji many times, so it turned out that her smile from the heart was so beautiful.

"You should smile more." The emperor sincerely praised: "When you smile, people's hearts melt."

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