I just want to be a princess, no, you want to be a queen

Chapter 107 I want to go home

Lu Mingyang looked around and saw a wooden barrel on the corridor. She took it, smashed the window, and jumped in. The eunuchs who wanted to step forward to stop her dared not move because of her attire.

A ray of light filtered into the dim room. A lonely figure sat in the cold corner of the wall. Scarlet blood flowed from the man's pale mouth, trickling down his fragile neck and into his crimson dress.

I don’t know how much blood was shed, all I could see was a wet area on his chest and blood spots on the ground.

"Your Highness!"

Lu Mingyang called out softly, worried about breaking the fragile body.

Chu Mingzheng looked up in shock and saw the bride he was supposed to marry.

"Why are you here?"

"Did I get married?"

"You must not have done the wedding ceremony yet?"

He stood up, straightened his wrinkled dress, and walked out with Lu Mingyang in his hand. His hands were still as strong as ever, but his eyes were empty.

Like a wandering ghost who can't find home.

Lu Mingyang suddenly became very scared and hugged him tightly from behind.

Chu Mingzheng stopped walking and turned around in surprise, "Let's go, why are you crying?"

Is this a lost soul?

You won’t become stupid, right?

Lu Mingyang raised her fist and punched him in the chest, thump ...

Lu Mingyang's hands were so tired that they hurt, so he pressed them against his chest to rest.

Suddenly, Chu Mingzheng's heart skipped a beat, and a large amount of blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth again, which was shocking.

"Your Highness, Your Highness, I didn't use any force."

Lu Mingyang frantically tried to call for help, but was suddenly pulled into the man's arms by a force.

"Father!"

Chu Mingzheng hugged her and burst into tears.

Lu Mingyang raised his hand, intending to pat his back to comfort him, but suddenly, a large hand came down on his waist. Then, his buttocks fell to the ground.

Chu Mingzheng rushed out of the door.

She rubbed her sore butt in grievance and chased after him.

"Your Highness, where are you going?"

"I'm going home!"

In the stable, Chu Mingzheng mounted his horse and rode away. Lu Mingyang chased him out of the alley and saw Wei Luo, Yang Nian'er, and Leng Lingfeng rushing over.

She panted and pointed at the man on horseback, "Quick, stop His Highness."

The horses were not moving very fast in the downtown area. Wei Luo leaped forward and tackled Chu Mingzheng. A two-story inn stood beside the road. The window of a guest room was half-open, and the gray-bearded old man inside took in the entire scene.

After Prince Ningyuan and his entourage left, the old man with gray beard put on a straw hat and headed straight for the Duke of Song's Mansion.

In the study of Prince Ningyuan's mansion, Leng Lingfeng used the excuse of acupuncture to ask everyone to leave. He fed Chu Mingzheng a pill and said in a low voice, "You knew this three years ago, why are you still so emotionally unstable? You were not sick to begin with, and now you've vomited something bad. How can Prince Jin rest in peace?"

As he said this, he reminded: "Don't let anyone take your pulse."

Imperial doctors are no fools. In recent years, he has been using drugs to change his pulse. However, the drug has a side effect, which is that when his emotions fluctuate greatly, he will vomit blood.

Therefore, over the past few years, although he was not sick, his body was seriously damaged.

Chu Mingzheng said coldly: "No, I can hold on."

"You've already eaten it, how can you throw it up?" Leng Lingfeng patted his shoulder lightly: "You can't hold on any longer, just be careful."

"Your Highness Prince Ningyuan, why haven't you entered the palace yet?"

The shrill voice of the eunuch delivering the imperial decree rang out from the palace. According to normal procedures, after Prince Ningyuan went to marry his bride, he would first take the princess to the palace for worship before bringing her back to the palace.

Calculating the time, it has been a long time.

"Eunuch, His Highness is feeling unwell..."

Before Lu Mingyang could finish his words, the study door opened. Chu Mingzheng stood inside, his posture erect and his expression normal, as if nothing had happened.

Except, the blood-stained wedding dress.

Seeing Chu Mingzheng about to step out of the door, Lu Mingyang stood in front of him and reminded him, "Your Highness, change into clothes of similar color!"

Now, his dress was stained with blood, and he could only find another piece of clothing to make up for it.

"No need!" Chu Mingzheng walked around Lu Mingyang and left with the eunuch who delivered the imperial edict.

Doesn't he want to get married anymore?

Lu Mingyang chased out of the mansion and stood in front of Chu Mingzheng, "Your Highness, just a quarter of an hour. We will go to the palace to complete the wedding ceremony. I will accompany you..."

"My father is gone, and you want me to marry you now?"

Chu Mingzheng interrupted Lu Mingyang coldly, his eyes like cold knives.

The eunuch following beside him narrowed his eyes dangerously, and it seemed that he was determined to punish him for his treason.

"Your Highness, His Majesty is in good health, what nonsense are you talking about!" Lu Mingyang hurriedly grabbed his sleeve, trying to bring him back to his senses, but Chu Mingzheng coldly pushed her hand away and left resolutely.

Lu Mingyang was frightened by his eyes.

It was sent to the palace in an urgent package of 800 miles. How could Chu Mingzheng know about it without the emperor's permission?

The emperor may not want this son, but Chu Mingzheng cannot help but regard the emperor as his only father. This matter clearly shows that the emperor is asking Chu Mingzheng for his attitude.

Submission to him in reverence.

He did not allow anyone to defy his supreme imperial power and paternal authority.

"Let's go to the palace!" Lu Mingyang got on the carriage and saw Qin Miao's sedan chair on the side of the road. He got off and walked over, lifting the curtain.

She briefly explained the situation and asked, "Your Highness is a little agitated and fears punishment from His Majesty. My sister has always been close to the Empress Dowager. Could you please go to Shoukang Palace?"

At home, her parents only taught her how to serve her husband. Qin Miao didn't know how to deal with something like this. She looked at Lu Mingyang warily and asked, "Why don't you go?"

"I have to chase His Highness!" But since he is willing to get married, His Majesty can only scold him a few words at most, and there is no reason to punish him.

"Well, okay then!" Qin Miao got out of the sedan chair, changed to a carriage and rushed to Xuanwu Gate.

At the Xuanwu Gate, the guard said, "Miss Qin, you'd better go back. The Queen Mother is shocked by the bad news and is bedridden. It's not appropriate to disturb her."

"Cousin Ke Zheng..."

The nurse beside Qin Miao hurriedly pulled her daughter aside and advised, "Don't be confused, my lady. It's obvious that His Majesty is angry. It's no small matter to offend the dragon's might."

Qin Miao was worried: "What about cousin Zheng?"

"Your Highness has been ill for a long time. Your Majesty can only reprimand him a few times. What else can he do?" At this point, the nurse reminded him, "If the daughter of the Marquis of Chengyang wants to be in the spotlight, let her be. If she becomes a thorn in Your Majesty's heart, wouldn't that give you the opportunity to make her your legitimate wife?"

Meanwhile, Wei Luo personally drove Lu Mingyang to the palace. Lu Mingyang sat in the carriage, feeling uneasy, so he pushed open the door and got out.

"Cousin, where on the back of the neck can you hit someone so that they can faint?"

Wei Luo looked at the girl beside him in surprise.

Lu Mingyang said worriedly, "I'm worried that His Highness is determined to go to Jinyang."

"Your Highness wouldn't be so ignorant of the limits, would he?" Wei Luo also began to worry.