Chapter 41 Chapter 41

"Chi Zheng, let me take a closer look to see if you have any hidden injuries."

"What are you thinking? I don't trust myself, but I don't trust you as a gentleman."

He was taciturn and always reported good news but not bad news. She always felt that Chi Zheng was injured and just wanted to take him into the inner room to check on him.

Yinzhen subconsciously stepped back. If it was the first time they met, he would just smile calmly and walk into the room leisurely.

It’s different now.

He didn't trust himself. If he stepped into the inner room today, everything would be over.

"I'm just taking a look, just a look, I'm not going to get on the bed." As soon as the words came out of her mouth, Chu Xian immediately lowered her head shyly.

This sentence is extremely ambiguous, like a lunatic deceiving a little girl.

In the corridor, Su Peisheng poked his head out from behind Xianrong, took a quick glance, then quickly stood still and quietly moved to the base of the wall.

"Oh, it's time to scrape the moss off this old wall."

Su Peisheng tapped lightly and hard on the old moss-covered wall.

"It's time to shovel it." Sui Qing walked to Su Sheng's side thoughtfully and gave a signal to the guard outside the door.

We can't let Fu Jin and Chi Zheng continue to be entangled. Fu Jin must be sent away. Otherwise, if the two of them confirm their affair, no one will survive.

Outside the inner room's partition door, Chu Xian hugged Chi Zheng tightly from behind. Thousands of words lingered in her heart, but were stuck between her lips. She whispered, "Chi Zheng, you've lost weight."

Yinzhen's heart was beating wildly. She was so close to him that he could even clearly feel her shape. She was very soft. His cheeks were hot and his back was tense.

Seeing Chi Zheng trembling with nervousness, Chu Xian reluctantly let go, smiled gently, and turned away.

The evening breeze suddenly blew, and a strand of black hair on her temples was messed up and stuck to her face. She opened her lips slightly and bit the messy strand of black hair, biting her lips softly, deliberately teasing him.

Seeing the lustful look in Chi Zheng's eyes, he raised his hand to tuck the lock of hair behind her ear. Chu Xian took the opportunity to reach out and touch his handsome, flushed face.

As soon as she raised her hand, he actually put his cheek against her palm and rubbed it tenderly.

Her heart moved slightly, and she took advantage of the situation to grab his cold white wrist. He pulled it lightly with his backhand, and a warm kiss fell on her wrist pulse. While kissing, he looked at her with a smile in his eyes.

Chu Xian's cheeks felt hot and her heart was beating like a drum when she saw his affectionate eyes.

He suddenly stopped kissing and said in a low, deep voice, "Shu'er, I am not a gentleman. If I cross the partition door today, I will respect my heart and cannot stop."

I can't stop anything, I know it very well.

Chu Xian blushed: "Well, I'm going back."

After taking two steps, her wide sleeves sank, and she looked back with a smile, deliberately rubbing her wrist against his fingertips. He dodged in panic, restrained himself and only dared to grab her sleeve.

"Xian'er, stop making trouble. I'm afraid you'll regret it."

Yinzhen's breathing was disordered. He was no longer satisfied with the brief hug and kiss. Greed gave rise to other thoughts and desires.

How could she put it into words? The person she loved and hated the most in her life was him.

She loved him and hated him.

"Chi Zheng, I'm sorry..." Chu Xian's heart sank. While she was being affectionate with Chi Zheng, she actually felt that Chi Zheng was in pain at the moment.

Yes, in order to be with her, he lost all his dignity and became a shameful and immoral mistress.

"Xian'er, I'm happy with it." Yinzhen and Chi Zheng were completely trapped, with no way out, and could only utter these pale and powerless words of love helplessly.

Chu Xian felt extremely guilty, with a faint mist in her eyes. She clutched her sleeve tightly, trying to hold back her tears.

She made him give up fame, wealth and power, crippled his left hand, made him become a concubine, and even stingily gave him countless empty promises.

In the end, he lived a lie, had nothing, was alone, and waited for her return every day without dignity.

"Chi Zheng, let's get married."

Chu Xian burst into tears due to guilt. Even the word of getting married was just an empty promise, just a trick to make him happy.

She couldn't ask relatives and friends to witness it, couldn't let him hire an official matchmaker, couldn't write her real name on the dragon and phoenix wedding invitation, and couldn't wait happily in the embroidery building for him to come to the house to pick her up.

"Shall we get married?"

"We'll get married tomorrow, tomorrow. I don't want to wait any longer."

"Okay." Yinzhen choked for a moment and held her in his arms. Even though he knew that the marriage was invalid, he still couldn't bear to ask and couldn't bear to refuse.

"Let's go and write the marriage certificate. I'll give you the marriage certificate, written by my own hand, and signed and sealed with my fingerprints."

She was really unwilling to accept this. Although the wedding was fake and just a pretext to please Chi Zheng, at least the marriage certificate was real, wasn't it?

"Fujin! Please think twice."

Xianrong and Suiqing were filled with fear and prostrated themselves before Fu Jin, begging desperately.

"Go prepare the wedding items. Secretly, get the wedding dress from the bottom of my chest. The wedding process will follow the Han customs, so just keep it simple."

She embroidered the wedding dress stitch by stitch and thought she would never have the chance to wear it, but fortunately she met Chi Zheng.

"Xian'er, use the Manchu marriage process. My ancestors are Manchus."

"Okay, whatever you say." Chu Xian took Chi Zheng's hand and walked towards the study room intimately.

Su Peisheng put his hands in his pockets and twitched the corners of his mouth, not knowing whether to cry for the Fourth Prince or smile for Chi Zheng for having brought the beauty home.

He was in a state of conflicted emotions, neither crying nor laughing was right. The corners of his mouth were stiff, and he rubbed his face in discomfort.

When Suiqing and Xianrong heard Fu Jin say that the wedding should be simple, they immediately stopped crying and looked at each other.

I immediately understood Fu Jin's deep meaning.

It was just a show to please Chi Zheng. As long as they kept a tight watch tomorrow night, Fu Jin would not be able to have a smooth wedding night.

In the study, Chu Xian took out the red paper sprinkled with gold, and wrote down her feelings stroke by stroke with joy in her heart.

She couldn't write a long speech, so she simply put all her love into a concise oath to express her true feelings.

She glanced at the marriage certificate she had written and covered her mouth to hold back her laughter.

I glanced at Chi Zheng, who was solemn and dignified, and painted with great enthusiasm.

"With love as deep as mandarin ducks, and a heart as deep as mine, I wish to marry you, to live with you till old age, to keep our promise to celebrate the harmony of three lives, and to establish a bond of love that will last a hundred years... I haven't finished reading yet."

"Read it after you finish writing it."

Yinzhen felt mixed emotions, and his unwillingness surged, finally blocking his heart and making him depressed.

He and she were already married, but he had never written a marriage certificate for her.

In the 30th year of the Kangxi reign, he could not even remember the exact day, but the Ministry of Rites presented him with the marriage certificate. He was unwilling to accept it and was reluctant to sign it, and his handwriting was even more sloppy and perfunctory.

The last stroke was filled with hatred and resentment, and the sharp tip of the pen cut off her maiden name, Ulanara Chu Xian, like beheading her.

The reason why he remembered the marriage certificate was because the hatred at that moment was so deep-rooted that he would never forget it for the rest of his life.

His marriage became a reward from Khan Ama to the old minister who saved him. His future wife was of vile character, vicious and cruel.

It was not until the imperial decree granting the marriage was issued that he knew the marriage was already decided.

It was obvious that the eldest brother and the third and fifth brothers had all seen their future wives with their own eyes, and only after they were satisfied with each other did Khan Ama approve the marriage.

It was obvious that he had good intentions and rescued Nara from the drowning in public, but rumors spread that he was destroying someone's reputation.

Whenever he thought of this incident, he wished he could kill her with a sword in the water that night.

Thinking about it now, he was so blind and hopeless at that time.

Even if she had plotted this marriage with all her heart, what would it matter? She loved him, and was willing to marry him even if it meant destroying her own reputation.

She had loved him so desperately and passionately.

Well, I liked him.

After the pen was put down, the two exchanged their signatures and sealed the marriage.

The more Chu Xian read the marriage certificate that Chi Zheng praised highly, the more satisfied she became. She solemnly signed the marriage certificate written by Chi Zheng.

Not only did she write her Chinese name neatly, she also wrote her Manchu name on the right side of her Chinese name.

She silently comforted herself, at least this handwritten marriage certificate was real.

Even if it is not a dragon and phoenix marriage invitation.

Chu Xian felt extremely guilty. She could not give Chi Zheng the dragon and phoenix invitations because she had already given the dragon and phoenix invitations for her marriage match to the Fourth Prince.

Since the Shunzhi Dynasty, there has been an official marriage certificate, called the Dragon and Phoenix Certificate, issued by the government office.

Within seven to ten days after becoming engaged, a man and a woman can go to the local county government office to receive the Dragon and Phoenix Invitation Card.

The official dragon and phoenix invitation card must state the names of the newlyweds, their ages, as well as the names of the bride and groom's parents, the officiant, and the witnesses.

After all the signatures and seals of the Dragon and Phoenix Letters were completed, the government office would affix its seal and the marriage contract would take effect immediately. It was more binding than a private marriage contract.

It’s a pity that her marriage certificate was entrusted to the wrong person.

Yinzhen couldn't bear to read Xian'er's handwritten marriage certificate. He was filled with indignation and wished he could erase every word of her heartbreaking words. The marriage certificate she had written didn't read like a marriage certificate at all, but more like a vicious and desperate curse.

With heaven and earth as witness, Ulanara Chu Xian solemnly pledges her lifelong love to Chi Zheng, vowing to be together forever. If we violate this vow, we will lose our beloved forever, suffer an untimely death, and perish without reincarnation. This is our testimony!

He was filled with a fear he had never felt before, a suffocating and desperate fear that spread.

With a crisp sound, the goat hair brush in his hand broke.

"What's wrong? Are there any typos in the marriage certificate I wrote?" Chu Xian grabbed the broken pen and looked at Chi Zheng nervously.

"No, the marriage certificate you wrote is like a vow. A marriage certificate should contain auspicious words. It's better to..."

"No, this is my promise to you, and every word is from the bottom of my heart."

"Chi Zheng, I dare to write this just to prove that I will keep my oath. Believe me, this is my promise to you."

"Fujin, it's time for you to go back to your mansion." Sui Qing urged outside the door.

"Chi Zheng, I'm going to go back first and marry you tomorrow."

"You and Su Sheng should prepare for the wedding first."

Chu Xian's tone was urgent. Sui Qing suddenly interrupted her in the middle of the night, so the Fourth Prince had to return to the mansion temporarily.

Reluctantly letting go of Chi Zheng, she left through the back door at night.

After she left, Yinzhen sat in the study, staring at the marriage certificate she wrote in a daze, as if there was something stuck in his throat.

In the end, I couldn't bear to put pen to paper, and I didn't even want to write down Chi Zheng's pseudonym.

"Master, I have already advised Fu Jin, in your name, to withdraw all the guards, both overt and covert, from the vicinity of the house."

"Well, go home immediately."

Yinzhen took away the marriage certificate signed by Xian'er, and after much hesitation, took the horrified marriage certificate away as well.

On this side, Chu Xian hurried back to the main courtyard of the concubine. Just after she finished bathing and changing clothes, Xian Rong came to report that the Fourth Prince would stay overnight in the main courtyard of the concubine.

"What's wrong with Li Gege? You're useless!"

Chu Xian was suffocated. She tried every possible means to cooperate with Li, but she was such a waste that the Fourth Prince didn't even allow her to set foot in the front yard.

If Li Gege hadn't been incompetent, she wouldn't have had to help the Fourth Prince go to bed tonight.

Suppressing her dissatisfaction, Chu Xian stood up and walked to the main gate to greet the Fourth Prince.

The man walked over in the moonlight, and as he approached her, he smiled and put his arms around her waist.

Chu Xian snuggled in his arms, creating the illusion of a loving couple.

Chu Xian felt a little guilty towards the Fourth Prince. The fire in the private residence had indeed nothing to do with the Fourth Prince.

That night, she was so worried that she was confused and lost her composure. Even Wan Ning could see the clues from her out-of-control appearance. How could she not alarm the Fourth Prince?

To make up for her guilt, she asked someone to prepare a midnight snack for him for the first time.

During the banquet, Su Peisheng brought the imperial physician to treat the Fourth Prince's wounds.

The outer robe was taken off, revealing half of a strong arm, on which a large, hideous burn mark had not yet faded.

Chu Xian felt more and more guilty. He was seriously burned while trying to save her, but she still resented and suspected the Fourth Prince.

"Master, I am guilty. I caused you to be seriously injured." Chu Xian was full of apology. She took the ointment and helped the Fourth Prince apply it.

"It's okay." Yinzhen closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep, with the corners of his lips slightly raised.

Su Peisheng, who was waiting beside him, rolled his eyes twice and said in a serious tone, "Master, after applying the medicine, you must not lift your arms again. I will serve you dinner."

"No need, I will serve you."

Chu Xian took the initiative to take on the task, sat next to the Fourth Prince, and fed him snacks personally.

The strange feeling of intimacy and familiarity came over her again. This was the first time she approached him to feed him cakes, but they had an inexplicable tacit understanding. She raised her hand, and he naturally came over and took the cake in his mouth.

He frowned, and she understood and took a silk handkerchief to wipe the corner of his mouth.

His brows furrowed slightly, and she subconsciously raised her hand to wipe the sweat off his face.

She was puzzled, feeling that this was not the first time she had such an intimate contact with the Fourth Prince, but that she and him had always gotten along so harmoniously, and every expression and action had happened countless times.

Confused.

"Fujin, my eighth brother and his wife have invited me to go on an outing at Jinhai Lake in Pinggu tomorrow, and I have accepted."

The ivory chopsticks fell to the ground and broke into pieces. Chu Xian lowered her eyes in shock and suppressed her panic.

"What? Does the Lady have other plans for tomorrow?" Yinzhen asked knowingly, clutching the cup tightly.

"I had planned to go to Huguo Temple tomorrow to burn incense and pray that you and Shu'er could soon achieve a happy marriage and have many children and grandchildren."

"Oh, thank you, Fu Jin, and I wish you many children and grandchildren."

"Fujin, do you like the little prince or the little princess?"

Chu Xian was slightly stunned. What does this have to do with her?

Even if Shu'er gave birth to Nezha with three heads and six arms, it would have nothing to do with her.

"Whether I have children depends on fate. As long as they are healthy, it doesn't matter if they are boys or girls." She said casually.

"Do you like the little prince or the little princess?"

"All good."

"If a legitimate son is born, would you like to name him Hui?"

Chu Xian looked at the Fourth Prince, who was sipping a sip with his head down, in surprise. He really had deep feelings for Shu'er. Before even welcoming her into the rear house, he had already chosen a name for his and Shu'er's first child.

"Honghui? Of course it's excellent."

It doesn’t matter what. It’s not her who is giving birth to the child, so why bother?

Chu Xian was too lazy to chat with the Fourth Prince anymore. She silently picked up some food and served him supper, shutting his mouth so that she wouldn't have to waste time trying to keep up the conversation.

Outside the door, Xian Rong stood with her hands on her hips, watching Su Peisheng, the eunuch, grinning foolishly, not knowing what he was laughing at.

That night, while changing clothes, Chu Xian, filled with guilt, asked Sui Qing to find Chi Zheng overnight to inform him about the postponement of the wedding.

The Fourth Prince seemed to be worried tonight, lying on the bed in a bad mood. Chu Xian was worried that something bad would happen to him, so she curled up obediently on the side of the bed, turned sideways, and didn't look at him.

Half asleep and half awake, her waist suddenly tightened and the man behind her pulled her into his arms and hugged her tightly. She was so scared that she held her breath.

His hot breath sprayed on the back of her neck, wet and hot, waves after waves, everywhere, overwhelming.

His breathing gradually became rapid and heavy, his tongue flicked lightly, biting her earlobe and the back of her neck, and the delicate kisses never stopped.

Like Chi Zheng.

Confused, her starry eyes half-opened and fluttered, her body tensed, she hurriedly escaped from his arms, and turned to look him in the eye.

"Shu'er..."

"Fourth Prince, I am from the Ulanara clan, not Shu'er. You are drunk."

Chu Xian was so scared that she grabbed the soft pillow and placed it between her and the Fourth Prince.

"Shu'er..."

He seemed to be talking in his sleep, with his back turned, still calling Shu'er in a soft voice.

On such a thrilling night, her tense body softened uncontrollably, her eyelids became harder and harder to open, and she fell into a deep sleep.

The even and long breathing in the room was intertwined and lingering. She snuggled in his arms and fell into a deep sleep.

The next morning, Sui Qing called her outside the curtain.

"Fujin, you should get up. We need to go to Jinhai Lake for an outing at noon."

"Suiqing, go and see if there is anything unusual with the incense ashes in the incense burner?" Chu Xian always felt that every time she slept with the Fourth Prince, he slept very deeply.

His embrace and breath made her feel inexplicably at ease. The feeling was extremely familiar, just like... Chi Zheng!

Logically speaking, she should be unable to sleep or eat well facing the Fourth Prince.

"Fujin, when Su Peisheng brought the incense burner yesterday, I checked it and it's just a calming incense to help you sleep."

"How could it be..." Chu Xian was stunned, and a terrifying and absurd guess flashed through her mind.

"Sui Qing!" Chu Xian was horrified and grabbed Sui Qing's hand: "Did you see Chi Zheng last night?"

"Don't worry, Fu Jin. Not only did I see Master Chi yesterday, I also saw him personally decorating the bridal chamber, with lights and decorations all over the courtyard. When I left, Master Chi was personally cutting double happiness window paper-cuts."

"His haircut is so ugly..." Sui Qing covered her mouth and laughed: "And she was lying on the wedding bed with a smile on her face."

"Don't laugh at him." Chu Xian covered her face and scolded, "You don't even know how to help him. How can a man like him know how to cut paper-cuts?"

"I came back after helping the master and servant cut the Double Happiness window decorations again." Sui Qing argued.

Chu Xian smiled brightly and took out a gold hairpin from her jewelry box and placed it in Sui Qing's palm: "A thank you gift for you."

"Miss, Master Chi asked when the wedding can take place. The three animals, nine gifts, and wedding cakes need to be prepared a day in advance. He is anxious."

"Tell him it will take two days."

The more Chi Zheng compromised, the more guilty she felt. Her nose felt sore and she raised her head to hold back her tears. How could he not know that she said she was getting married just to make him happy.

Chu Xian was so angry that she threw the comb onto the dressing table: "What kind of lake trip is this? It's such a bummer! Is he possessed by a ghost? I've never seen him go on a lake outing before."

wrong!

Chu Xian sat up straight, her eyes full of excitement: "Sui Qing, keep an eye out for any women from families boating near Jinhai Lake today."

"Be sure to check carefully."

The only person who could make the rigid and dull Fourth Prince break away from his usual behavior and take the initiative to go for a boat trip on the lake was Shu'er.

How could he take her with him when he went boating on the lake to spoil the fun? He naturally wanted to be alone with Shu'er, holding hands and looking at each other's sweet love.

The Fourth Prince took her to the lake for unknown reasons, obviously wanting her to cover up his secret meeting with my wife.

"Fujin, please stop sneering. Your smile scares me."

Sui Qing was trembling, and Fu Jin's eyes were shining, sneering, and no one knew what she was thinking, nor who was going to be in trouble again.

"Sorry, I can't hold it in."

Chu Xian covered her mouth and smiled, her eyes full of joy.

"Madam, Miss Wan Ning is waiting for you at the corner gate." Xianrong reminded in a low voice.

"Okay, okay, I'll go find her right away." Chu Xian walked out the door.

Jinhai Lake was in Pinggu, a suburb of Beijing, so she couldn't make the round trip that day. To avoid being alone with the Fourth Prince in the carriage, she could only apologize to the Eighth Prince. The moment the main courtyard's red gate opened, Su Peisheng approached with a smile, "Fujin, the master has been waiting for a long time. I will help you get into the carriage."

Chu Xian stopped in shock and nervously apologized to the Fourth Prince sitting in the carriage, "Master, Wan Ning sent someone yesterday saying she wanted to ride with me. I thought you would definitely go for a ride with the Eighth Master, so I... I agreed."

"Wan Ning's carriage is already waiting at the corner gate."

The raised hand paused, Yinzhen lowered his eyes to hide his loss and grievance: "Okay."

"I'll take my leave." Chu Xian bowed and walked sideways to the corner door.

"Fujin."

The Fourth Prince's deep voice came from behind.

Chu Xian frowned, and couldn't help cursing the Fourth Prince in her heart for being a troublemaker.

She turned around with a smile and looked back. The Fourth Prince had already stepped out of the carriage, carrying a large three-layer food box painted with gold, and walked towards her with graceful steps.

"Su Peisheng carefully prepared these snacks for you."

Su Peisheng, who was hiding by the door, scratched his head and silently took the credit.

Before she could politely refuse, the Fourth Prince handed the food box to Sui Qing and turned to leave.

"Thank you for your reward, Master."

Chu Xian couldn't wait to go find Wan Ning. As soon as Pu Yi stepped into the carriage, Wan Ning smelled the food and opened the big food box.

"Smells great! What delicious food have you made?"

"Wow, the steamed osmanthus cakes from Julanzhai, the crispy goose oil cakes and persimmon cakes from Tudi Temple, the steamed shredded pork from Taihelou, and the preserved fruits and fried cakes from Zhimeilou in the back alley of Nanluogu."

"Xian'er, these are all your favorites. Did you ask me to queue up in the middle of the night? I was able to buy the steamed osmanthus cakes from Julanzhai and the crispy goose oil cakes from Tudi Temple."

"Ah? I don't know. It was prepared by the servants in the front yard." Chu Xian's heart sank.

"I don't envy you. I have Dingsheng cake made by Yinsi himself. Look." Wan Ning opened the small box hidden behind her and brought out a plate of Dingsheng cake.

"Eighth Master can actually cook." Chu Xian joked and reached out to grab the pastries.

She was not envious, because Chi Zheng could also cook, and the persimmon cake he made was better than hers.

After laughing and joking with Wan Ning, Chu Xian nervously opened the second layer of the food box, which turned out to be the hanging oven fire-baked buns, Aiwo Wo, fried purple cover and fried silver thread from Liuquanju on Qianmen Street.

There are even fried dumplings with fine fillings from Sun Huzi's family, snow-cooked winter squid from Zhongshanju, and steamed mutton-filled pancakes from Tao Zhuguan.

The Fourth Prince actually knew her tastes and preferences very well!

A strange emotion that was hard to explain flashed through my mind.

Chu Xian hurriedly closed the food box.

It’s over! Her head was buzzing.

Why did the Fourth Prince spend so much money?

Just how much suffering will she endure today? Will she have to cooperate with the Fourth Prince in saving the beauty and get stabbed twice by him?

Looking at the Fourth Prince's behavior, she is bound to be killed today.

He wouldn't be so vicious as to kill her with a knife, right? That's why he prepared a sacrifice for her in advance. The more Chu Xian thought about it, the more scared she became, and her scalp went numb.

"Hurry!" Chu Xian's lips trembled, and her breath was stuck in her throat: "Sui Qing, go back and get the chain mail armor I have hidden in the bottom of the box, quickly!"

"Xian'er? You're swimming in a lake wearing armor? Are you okay?" Wan Ning was confused.

Chu Xian stared at Wan Ning's worried expression and clapped her hands, "Xianrong, go get another piece of chain mail for Wan Ning."

"..." Wan Ning was dumbfounded.

"Wan Ning, it's hard to explain in a few words. I heard that there are often wild hunters near Jinhai Lake. What if an arrow flies from somewhere? What should we do? We should wear chain mail."

"Xian'er, don't worry. Before we go there, the area within a two-mile radius of Jinhai Lake has been cleared. If you can really find the reckless man who shot the arrow from behind, someone's head will be on the verge of being chopped off."

"For their lives, the guards dared not relax. They had already stabbed the nearby haystacks with hundreds of knives. Where could anyone hide?"

"Two miles? We're the only ones sailing on the lake today? That shouldn't be the case..."

Chu Xian wondered, could it be that Shu'er was waiting for the Fourth Prince somewhere two miles away?

"What do you mean by should or should not? Xian'er, what do you want to say?" Wan Ning always felt that Xian'er looked dazed today, as if she had something on her mind.

He subconsciously looked into her eyes, and when he didn't see those scarlet pupils, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Xian'er, what do you think of the Fourth Prince?" Wan Ning changed the subject. She was actually here today to act as a matchmaker, having been asked to do so.

"What? Just like that."

Chu Xian was furious when she heard about the Fourth Prince. What a jerk! He had set up some horrible pit for her to jump into at Jinhai Lake.

"Xian'er, are you still in contact with Chi Zheng?"

"Wan Ning..." Chu Xian looked at Wan Ning in shock: "You..."

Wan Ning reached out and flicked her forehead: "Stupid, you don't even know how to put away that worthless smile on your face. You're almost writing the words "Red Luan Star Movement" on your face."

"A few days ago, you were lying on your sickbed, half dead. Today, you look radiant and happy. Don't tell me it's because of the Fourth Prince."

Chu Xian hurriedly reached out and covered Wan Ning's mouth: "Auntie, stop talking, be careful, there are ears on the other side of the wall."

She and Wan Ning talked about everything and never hid anything from each other. She didn't expect that her unintentional expression of true feelings would be seen through by Wan Ning.

"It's true..." Wan Ning grabbed Chu Xian's wrist in horror.

"Xian'er, how long are you going to continue to tangle with that scholar? Don't let the Fourth Prince down."

"Wan Ning, the Fourth Prince has a sweetheart, why would I let him down?"

Chu Xian lowered her voice and told Wan Ning about Shu'er in a concise manner.

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible! The Fourth Prince has a special liking for you, he would never..."

"It's fake, all fake." Chu Xian interrupted Wan Ning anxiously: "He pretends so well, don't believe it."

"Shu'er? Shu'er?" Wan Ning murmured to herself, and suddenly looked at Xian'er with shock in her eyes.

"Where did you say you met that scholar?"

"In Baiwang Mountain."

"Baiwang Mountain...Baiwang Mountain..." Wan Ning suppressed her shock.

"Xian'er, in two days, please make time for me to meet Chi Zheng."

"No, don't scare him."

"Tsk tsk, I'm not a monster, how can I eat him? I'll just watch from a distance and keep silent."

"No, he's timid." Chu Xian declined politely.

"Hehehe, you've got a lover and you've forgotten me. You're a man who values ​​women over friendship."

Wan Ning propped up her chin and turned to look at the Fourth Prince who was riding a horse beside the carriage with Yinsi.

Near noon, everyone stopped by a wild lake where the breeze was blowing and the waves were rippling.

Wan Ning quietly sent a message to Yinsi, asking him to move away from the Fourth Prince and to send Xian'er away as well. She wanted to be alone with the Fourth Prince for a quarter of an hour.

At this time, she was holding a fruit plate and walking quickly to the edge of the wild lake, where the Fourth Prince was sitting alone fishing.

Wan Ning sat nervously beside the Fourth Prince, hesitating for a long time before uttering through gritted teeth, "Is it Chi...Chi Zheng...?"

Before she finished speaking, Wan Ning stared at the Fourth Prince with wide eyes.

He calmly and expressionlessly reeled in the line. A mandarin fish as big as a palm fluttered on the surface of the lake, suddenly broke free, and jumped into the lake, disappearing without a trace.

Wan Ning was shocked and suspicious, but the Fourth Prince's calmness made her feel that her guess was stupid.

But why does the Fourth Prince like Xian'er, but tolerate her affair with that scholar?

"This pool is so clear, haha~" Wan Ning said perfunctorily and awkwardly, put down the fruit plate and stood up, when she suddenly heard a very low response in her ears.

"yes."

Wan Ning stumbled and fell onto the grass: "Ouch..."

Inside the carriage, Chu Xian was helping the Eighth Master pack up Wan Ning's dressing box. Wan Ning asked the Eighth Master to help her find lip balm, but the Eighth Master couldn't tell which was Nen Wu Xiang and which was Da Hong Chun.

All I see is red lipstick, and I can't tell whether it's bean paste red or pomegranate red.

Wan Ning's dressing box was not allowed to be touched by servants, so the Eighth Master had no choice but to come to her for help.

Chu Xian picked out the tender and fragrant lip balm from the dazzling array of lip balms and was about to hand it to the Eighth Master when she heard Wan Ning exclaim.

"Wan'er!" The Eighth Master's eyes were full of anxiety, and he turned around and rushed out of the carriage.

Chu Xian rushed out two steps and saw Wan Ning being held in the arms of Mr. Ba. She smiled and stopped.

With Eighth Master around, Wan Ning doesn't need her.

"I'm fine...I just slipped."

Wan Ning threw herself into the Eighth Master's arms, stealing glances at the calm Fourth Prince from the corner of her eye.

"Eighth brother's wife, are you all right?"

"I'm not feeling well... I twisted my ankle..."

Wan Ning buried her face in Mr. Ba's arms to hide her panic.

It's over, the Fourth Prince is actually the male concubine that Xian'er has been thinking about.