Chapter 55 Chapter 55 Happy Event
"This Uya is so ignorant. She relies on the power of Concubine De to act arrogantly in the harem. Only Princess Song dares to challenge her." Sui Qing said angrily.
"Let them in." Chu Xian sat up straight and rubbed her hands together in front of her body.
She was well aware of the infighting and strife in the harem, and even deliberately acquiesced to it.
The previous dynasty emphasized weighing pros and cons, and the same applies to the harem.
Uya relied on the power of Concubine De, and Song Gege relied on the power of her as the legitimate wife. As Song Gege's backer, she must not let Song Gege be suppressed by Uya today.
Otherwise, who would dare to be loyal to her in the future?
"Fujin, the strife in the harem is chaotic. If this continues, things will definitely go wrong. There are some things that you are not convenient to do, and you will have to have someone do it for you."
Nanny Chun reminded him, "The one in the West Garden is only a concubine in title, so she's not counted. The harem needs a right-hand man who can help you with your worries."
"Song is clever and well-behaved, and she's also loyal to you. She's the perfect choice. If she becomes your concubine, she can also help you with social interactions and the trivialities of the Forbidden City."
Chu Xian remained silent. In fact, she also wanted Song Gege to share her worries and leave all the troubles in the Forbidden City to Song Gege. She wished she would never have to get involved in the mess in the Forbidden City again.
If Song was just a princess, she could only stay in the small plot of land in the backyard and would not even be qualified to go out through the Chuihua Gate.
Only concubines were qualified to enter the Forbidden City to pay respects and attend banquets, and were qualified to participate in the social activities of the royal family.
Although Tong Jia was Song's concubine on the surface, she was not on the same page with her and could not even be considered a proper member of the harem.
But in history, Song Gege was barely granted the title of concubine until the Fourth Master ascended the throne. The Fourth Master's concubine was Li Gege, but Li Gege was already dead.
The Fourth Master's other concubine is Nian, the one whom she has been wary of for many years. She is only three years old now.
She is now alone in the backyard and cannot do anything.
"I certainly want Song to be my concubine to help me relieve my worries, but this is a serious matter. The Fourth Master needs to personally submit the petition. Song is of low status and has no children. How can I persuade the Master to make her a concubine?"
Chu Xian looked embarrassed.
"Fujin, I dote on you. As long as you ask me, I will agree to anything," Xianrong comforted.
"I... I don't know how to start this..." Chu Xian's face was filled with worry. The Fourth Master had entrusted the management of the rear house to her, and she was wrong to allow the chaos in the rear house to happen frequently.
How could he not know that the harem was in chaos, yet he indulged her?
If she still doesn't know what's good for her and interferes with the selection of the concubine, the Fourth Master will definitely think she is greedy.
She was too embarrassed to bring it up.
Outside the red gate of the main courtyard of the royal concubine's house, Uya Gege and Song Gege stood in front of the gate, followed by several concubines and princesses, clearly separated.
There were not many concubines attached to Uya Gege, most of whom were spies arranged by Defei in the back house.
Everyone knew that the Uya family's backer was Concubine De, but they were just humble concubines and princesses, and they didn't even have the qualifications to enter the palace to pay their respects.
So what if I rely on Concubine De?
If the concubine deliberately made things difficult for them, and the news reached Defei, the grass on their graves would have been replaced twice.
No matter how noble the Defei is, distant water cannot quench a nearby fire. The only master in the harem who can have the power of life and death over them is the legitimate wife.
Song Gege remained calm and composed, and was not at all cowardly in the face of the arrogant Uya family.
She has more than just the Four Concubines to rely on in the harem. After today, the true identity of her biggest backer will be revealed. She will be the most honorable person in the harem besides the legitimate wife.
"Oh, all the princesses are here. Your servant Su Peisheng greets all of you princesses."
Su Peisheng flicked his whisk and walked slowly towards Song Gege.
"Your servant, Su Peisheng, congratulates Concubine Song. Your Majesty has approved my petition to confer the title of Concubine."
"Concubine, this is your court robe and auspicious clothes sent by the Ministry of Internal Affairs. Congratulations, Concubine." Su Peisheng and a group of servants prostrated themselves on the ground.
"I bow to thank the Fourth Master and Madam for their grace." Song turned and knelt down towards Madam Madam's main courtyard to express her gratitude.
The nanny who served Mrs. Song hurriedly distributed the wedding money to Eunuch Su and the servants who came to report the good news.
"Your servant greets the Concubine and congratulates Concubine Song." All the concubines and princesses prostrated themselves on the ground.
Wu Ya stood there, her face ashen, staring angrily at the servile and fawning villains on the ground.
When he turned around, he saw the concubine behind him kneeling on the ground obediently.
"Congratulations, Concubine Song." Chu Xian, supported by Xianrong and Suiqing, walked gracefully to Song Gege and personally helped her to stand up.
When Song Shi and Fu Jin's eyes met, she suddenly turned around with a smile and looked at Wu Ya Shi: "Fu Jin, I am very apprehensive. I am honored to be a concubine. I am afraid that it will be difficult to convince everyone."
Chu Xian smiled and said, "Song, your position as Concubine was personally requested by Lord Beile. If anyone disagrees, they can go to Lord Beile and ask for an explanation."
With a muffled thud, Wu Ya knelt down and reluctantly said, "Congratulations to Concubine Song."
"Sister Wuya, you're welcome."
With the support of Mrs. Song, she walked slowly and calmly to Mrs. Uya.
The tassels on the embroidered shoes with flower pot soles were deliberately pressed against the back of Uya's hand that was supporting the ground, and there was no intention of calling her to get up.
"My dear sisters, it's a good thing that everyone is here today, so I don't have to call you to the main courtyard again. From now on, Concubine Song will assist in managing the affairs of the rear courtyard. All the concubines in the rear courtyard must go to Concubine Song's courtyard every day to pay their respects and establish rules. If you disrespect Concubine Song, it is equivalent to disrespecting me."
"Do you have any objections?"
Chu Xian's eyes suddenly turned cold as she looked at Wu Ya, who was still looking up in anger.
Wu Ya suppressed her shame and pretended to be respectful: "Fujin, everything should be based on first come first served. Even if you are not in good health, you still have the Tongjia concubine to support you. How can the Manchu army flag be suppressed by the Han army flag?"
What a great Uya! She actually dared to escalate the dispute between concubines in the harem into a dispute between Manchu and Han military flags.
Before Chu Xian could scold Wu Ya, Concubine Song raised her hand and slapped Wu Ya to the ground.
"How dare you! Ever since the late Emperor Shunzhi, all Qing emperors have upheld the principle of one family for the Manchus and the Han, Uya! Are you questioning His Majesty's implementation of the principle of one family for the Manchus and the Han? Do you intend to disobey His Majesty's order and become a traitor?"
"Uya, don't you care about your nine clans anymore? If you want to die, don't bring trouble to the Prince's Mansion."
Song rubbed her numb palms, speaking sarcastically.
"No, no, no, Concubine, I have no intention of disobeying your order. I am just worried about others gossiping about me. I am also doing this for the good of the Prince's Mansion."
Uya was in tears.
If she had known that the women in the Fourth Prince's harem were so insidious and cunning, she would rather have entered the palace as a bondservant.
At least as a bondservant in the Forbidden City, you can leave the palace and return home when you reach the age of thirty.
Now she can only endure to death in the backyard of the Prince's Mansion. She can't even touch the sleeve of the Fourth Prince, let alone sleep in the same bed with him.
Before she could explain herself, Song slapped her again.
Uya covered her head in confusion. How could this be possible? If she had the chance to enter the palace to pay her respects to Concubine De, she would definitely make Song pay for it.
Seeing Song glaring at her ferociously, Wu Ya suppressed her humiliation and quickly put her head against the cold floor tiles.
Chu Xian pursed her lips and suppressed her smile. It seemed that Song had adapted well and had begun to consciously share her worries.
"Song, from now on, I will leave the rear house to you. I am very relieved. Everyone, please leave. I am tired."
Chu Xian smiled at Song with relief, then turned around and went back to the main courtyard to find some peace and quiet.
Song had the support of the Fourth Lady, so she naturally knew how to return the favor. After watching the Lady leave, Song cast a glance at everyone, pretending to be powerful: "Come on, sisters, go to my courtyard and have a couple of cups of tea."
The news that Song was asked by her fourth cousin to be appointed as a concubine soon reached Tong Jia's ears.
Without saying a word, she walked to the sealed moon-shaped door and stared at the green wall for a long time.
"Concubine, Song is just a bird of a feather with Nara, so Nara persuaded the Fourth Prince to ask for Song to be concubine. Song is nothing to be feared."
I, the servant Qingshuang, dare not raise my eyes to look at Concubine Ce's expression.
Her eyes were filled with resentment and cruelty. Every time she showed this indescribable look, the servants would be terrified for a long time.
"Qingshuang, let the person who was placed next to Nara take action. Let her die, let her die!!" Tong Jia gritted her teeth.
If it weren't for Nara's interference, she would have become the Fourth Lady long ago. Why would she have to live such a miserable and humiliating life and become the prince's plaything?
"Concubine, something terrible has happened..." Xiao Xizi, the eunuch who was stationed in the separate courtyard of Yuqing Palace, came trotting over with fear in his eyes.
"Why are you so panicked?" Qingshuang stood in front of the concubine.
Tong Jia lowered her head to wipe away her tears, and when she looked up again, her gentle smile returned to her face.
"The Crown Princess... The Crown Princess has come incognito..."
"What? Why is the Crown Princess here?" Tong Jia was completely panicked.
"What? I can't come here?" The Crown Princess Guaerjia came over slowly.
All the eunuchs and servants in the courtyard prostrated themselves on the ground.
This was her courtyard, but the servants around the prince did not regard her as the mistress at all. Instead, they were disloyal and obeyed the Crown Princess's orders.
At this moment, Tong Jia suddenly felt horrified. If one day, the Crown Princess secretly ordered these servants to harm her, she would not even be able to fight back.
Tong Jia was terrified and knelt in humiliation: "I pay my respects to the Crown Princess."
"Sister, although you are a concubine, you are not the concubine of Yuqing Palace. You still need to remember the rules and regulations. In front of me, you need to call yourself a slave."
"Yes, I acknowledge my guilt."
"Sister, although you are my master's concubine, you are freer than being trapped in the deep palace. I came to you today to discuss an important matter with you."
A glimmer of cunning flashed across the Crown Princess's eyes, and she condescended to personally help Tong Jia to her feet.
No one knows what Tong Jia and the Crown Princess talked about in the study.
After the Crown Princess left, Tong Jia hid in the study and smashed things for half a day.
As midnight approached, Chu Xian changed into formal auspicious attire.
Today is the wedding day of Wan Ning and the Eighth Master. She must be by Wan Ning's side, just like on their wedding day, when Wan Ning was by her side, supporting her as she got married, and protecting Wan Ning at all times.
"It's still early, you should rest for a while." The lazy voice of the Fourth Master came from behind.
"I went to bed early tonight, just after the evening hour. You should go to bed earlier."
Chu Xian hesitated to speak, and couldn't help but murmur, "Today is Wan Ning's wedding day, Master, please take a rest."
How could Yinzhen not know that the word "rest" from Fu Jin's mouth had a hidden meaning. She was asking him not to make things worse on the day of his eighth brother's wedding.
"I know. I've never regretted what I promised you."
"Fujin, the Eighth Concubine's sedan chair has departed from Prince An's mansion."
"Okay, let's go to the front door of the Eighth Prince's residence and wait for the Eighth Lady." After Chu Xian said this, she picked up her robe and stood up.
"Wait." The Fourth Master turned and walked behind the screen, taking out a pair of flat embroidered shoes.
"The roads are slippery in the snow, change your shoes before going."
"Oh, why are they Seven Sons spiked shoes? These shoes make too much noise when you walk, and they leave holes when you step on the ground. I don't want them." Chu Xian's eyes were full of disgust.
The soles of the seven-spike shoes are nailed with round iron nails, and the soles and uppers are soaked in tung oil, making them waterproof and anti-slip.
However, these shoes are not only unsightly but also bulky, and they leave small round holes when you walk on the snow, which is really ugly.
Today is Wan Ning's wedding day, and she can't bring shame to Wan Ning.
"I've improved it, it's not ugly anymore."
Yinzhen stopped explaining and turned to the yard to pick up a handful of leftover snow. He bent down and spread it evenly on the floor tiles.
Seeing the Fourth Master pressing the Seven-Spike Shoes on the remaining snow, and then lifting the shoes, a blooming lotus suddenly appeared on the remaining snow.
It turned out that he had been busy hammering away in the study room these past two days, coming back late at night to alter her shoes.
At this time, he grabbed her ankle, took off the Yuanbao-soled shoes on her feet, and replaced them with seven-spike shoes.
Unexpectedly, this pair of seven-spike shoes is lighter than the Yuanbao-soled shoes she wears, and even warmer than her satin velvet shoes.
Chu Xian was shocked. "These shoes are so light! How did you do that?"
She had plenty of clothing made of ordinary sable fur or fox fur, but she didn't know what material these shoes were made of, but they were warmer than the most luxurious sable fur.
"Oh, Madam, you don't know, but this was specially brought from the steep snow-capped peaks of the snowy plateau in the southwest. The antelope underfur that's found on those peaks is fine and dense, and very difficult to grasp. We brought two pounds of it in total."
"I'll have this pair of velvet embroidered shoes made quickly, and I'll have the embroiderer make you a cape and a cloak, so you can wear them in the New Year."
Su Peisheng hurriedly and happily spoke up for his own Fourth Master, who was taciturn and didn't like to take credit.
The antelopes of the snow-capped mountains of Southwest China? Are they Tibetan antelopes?
The undercoat on the surface of the Tibetan antelope's skin is fine and light, and can withstand the severe cold of minus fifty degrees Celsius. It is called the emperor's velvet. It takes the undercoat of five Tibetan antelopes to make a shawl.
The Snowland was not completely subservient to the Qing Dynasty until the Qianlong period. Even Emperor Kangxi found it difficult to obtain the imperial cashmere from the Snowland. It is unknown how much he paid to obtain this cashmere.
"Walk slower."
Listening to his gentle and soft admonitions, Chu Xian's nose felt sore and she threw herself into his arms.
"What? You want me to accompany you? I'm afraid my eighth brother won't be happy about it." Yinzhen raised his hand and replaced the two hairpins on her bun with a Dongzhu hairpin that showed off her status.
"No, I'll just go to the banquet and the wedding wine on time."
Chu Xian tried to dissuade him in a hurry, and finally managed to convince the Fourth Master to promise not to cause trouble on the wedding day of the Eighth Master and Wan Ning.
To this end, she used embarrassing methods for several nights. Chu Xian's cheeks flushed, and she raised her face to kiss his chin. Unfortunately, he lowered his head, so Chu Xian held his slightly cool thin lips and playfully bit and caressed them.
Seeing that his eyes were becoming darker and more dangerous, Chu Xian hurriedly pushed him away.
"What's the point of stopping me? Humph, Eighth Brother has offended more than just me." Yinzhen hugged the person in his arms again with dissatisfaction.
"Ah? Could it be that someone else is trying to do something bad on Wan Ning's wedding day?" Chu Xian was extremely anxious.
"Don't worry, since I've promised your Wan Ning a smooth wedding, there won't be any problems."
Yinzhen leaned closer to Fu Jin: "That's it? Hmm? Perfunctory!"
The Fourth Master snorted softly, pointed at his lips and smiled.
Chu Xian stomped her feet, held his face with both hands, and kissed him. When she was about to leave, he took the opportunity to hold her waist tightly and bit her shoulder through the clothes.
Chu Xian's body softened and her face flushed with shame.
He did it on purpose. He left a shameful kiss mark on the same spot on her shoulder the night before, and bit her in the same spot again tonight.
Chu Xian was not willing to be outdone, so she tilted her head back and kissed his sensitive Adam's apple. Caught off guard, he suddenly moved closer, and Chu Xian couldn't hold back her strength and bit his Adam's apple.
The man groaned in a low, hoarse voice. Chu Xian let go of his lips in embarrassment, and seeing the obvious teeth marks on his Adam's apple, she quickly covered her face and ran away.
A low chuckle came from the man behind him: "Walk slower."
After watching his wife walk away, Yinzhen withdrew the gentle and tender look in his eyes.
"Master, the Crown Prince has taken ruthless action. Fortunately, the spies from Yuqing Palace brought the news in advance. Otherwise, the Eighth Master would not have been able to have a grand wedding and would have been imprisoned in the Imperial Clan Court."
Su Peisheng came to the master holding a copper basin.
"Well, it will only take three days before and after the wedding. I am not a servant in Eighth Brother's house, and I don't have the time to worry about him." Yinzhen took the wet handkerchief and wiped his cheek.
Su Peisheng took out the dragon robe and was about to help the master undress when his eyes widened: "Master, your neck... do you want me to help you apply powder to cover it?"
Yinzhen smiled and gently rubbed the burning spot on his Adam's apple: "No need."
Before he finished speaking, familiar footsteps were heard and Yinzhen looked outside the door.
"Hey, Wan Ning is getting married today, so please dress up properly."
Chu Xian quickly walked into the curtain, took out a black fox fur collar, and carefully put it on him, covering the teeth marks on his neck completely.
She had not forgotten that last time she left two kiss marks on the Fourth Master's neck, and that man was so shameless that he went to court for two days with the kiss marks on him.
It was not until Wan Ning came to tease her that she realized it and was so embarrassed that she couldn't even raise her head.
Chu Xian covered her face and said, "Master has to wear a fur collar when he goes out these two days. I need to check it."
"Okay." The man responded in a muffled voice.
"Go ahead, your Wan Ning is almost at the front gate." Yinzhen said with a sour tone.
"Master, be good these few days, I have a reward." Chu Xian coaxed him in a soft voice.
"Give it to me first. Some people are always cheating. In my eyes, they have no credibility at all."
"No...no!" Seeing the Fourth Master's scorching eyes approaching, Chu Xian hurriedly turned around and fled.
After Fu Jin left, Yinzhen sighed lightly, thinking that some people only cared about their good sisters and teased him to the point of being neither satisfied nor satisfied, so he just left.
Yinzhen had no choice but to lie back on the bed. After a long time, the desire aroused by her finally subsided.
In front of the gate of the Eighth Prince's Mansion.
The Eighth Master shot three arrows at once, hitting the door of the sedan chair. Chu Xian and the bridesmaid stood on the left and right, helping Wan Ning, who was wearing a red veil, get down from the sedan chair carried by eight people.
"Xian'er, I'm nervous."
Chu Xian's wrist was held tightly by Wan Ning.
"Don't be afraid, I'm here, and the Eighth Master is here too." Chu Xian took the red silk handed to her by the matchmaker and put it into Wan Ning's palm.
"Wan Ning, hold on to the red silk and follow Master Ba."
"Xian'er, is Yinsi happy? Please help me take a look at him."
"I'm so happy. The smile on my face never stops." Chu Xian helped Wan Ning cross the saddle.
"You'll be crossing the fire pot soon, so watch your step."
"Xian'er, I feel like the button on my collar is unfastened. Can you help me check it?"
Chu Xian lowered her head and was about to comfort Wan Ning that everything was fine, but suddenly her face darkened.
Under the veil, Wan Ning always felt a chill in her back and became more and more uneasy.
"Xian'er, what's wrong?"
"It's okay, just go forward boldly." Chu Xian pulled off the cloak from her shoulders, and at the same time, a cloak with a golden python pattern suddenly appeared in front of her.
The Eighth Master appeared in front of her without her knowing. One of his hands was still tightly holding the other end of the red silk. Chu Xian hurriedly stood in front of Wan Ning and tied her cloak tightly.
"Xian'er, what happened?"
"It's okay. It's snowing. Master Ba was afraid you'd get cold, so he put on a cloak for you."
Chu Xian pretended to be calm and comforted Wan Ning. She turned around and called Xianrong over. After the master and servant whispered to each other, Xianrong turned around and ran towards the main courtyard where the Eighth Lady lived.
"Xian'er, there's something wrong with my clothes. I feel like my sleeves are torn."
Wan Ning felt increasingly uneasy.
"Don't panic. After you jump over the fire basin, follow me."
"Xian'er, I'm scared." Wan Ning held Xian'er's hand tightly.
"Everything is up to me, and Master Eight as well. Wan Ning, lift your legs and step over the fire basin."
Chu Xian was worried. Wan Ning's dress was falling in a strange posture. It was obvious that her wedding dress had been tampered with. If she took a few more steps, her wedding dress would be torn into pieces, leaving her naked and making a fool of herself in public.
In ancient times, being naked in public was considered a loss of chastity. Who on earth was it that wanted to use such a sinister method to force Wan Ning to death?
There must be something strange about the wedding dress. If you step over the fire basin, it will definitely break into pieces faster.
Chu Xian was frowning when she saw the Eighth Master walking towards Wan Ning in a hurry. Without saying a word, he held Wan Ning horizontally in his arms and stepped over the brazier.
"Eighth Master, Eighth Brother's wife just said that she needs to change clothes behind the screen." Chu Xian reminded in a low voice.
"Thank you, Sister-in-law."
Yinsi held his wife in his arms and walked quickly towards the wife's main courtyard.
Chu Xian followed the Eighth Master anxiously until she stepped into the main courtyard of the concubine's house and saw Xianrong peeking out from behind the screen, panting. Only then did her clenched heart finally calm down.
"Xian'er, is something wrong?"
"It's okay. Your wedding dress is dirty. If you don't mind, how about wearing mine?"
"Ah? I just said that the clothes are not right. I don't mind. It doesn't delay the wedding ceremony. Thank you, Xian'er."
"Thank you, Fourth Sister-in-law." Yinsi was sweating profusely. If it weren't for Fourth Sister-in-law's quick eyes and hands, Wan Ning would have been naked in front of everyone and her reputation would have been ruined.
Chu Xian and the Eighth Master calmly retreated behind the screen and waited.
Chu Xian suppressed her rage and asked in a low voice, "Eighth Master needs to give Wan Ning an explanation for this matter."
"Don't worry, Fourth Sister-in-law. I will definitely find that bastard!" Yinsi gritted his teeth and said, "I will cut that man into pieces."
The disaster did not extend to his wife, children and parents, but that person actually attacked his family. No matter who it was, he would take revenge a hundredfold.
As he was speaking, Yan Jin, a servant beside Yinsi, came quickly with a serious expression.
"Master, I found out. It's... it's Yuqing Palace."
"Oh, okay." Yinsi's eyes fell on Fu Jin who was walking slowly out from behind the screen.
He walked over the red silk, took Fu Jin's hand tightly, and led her to the bridal chamber in Fu Jin's main courtyard.
Next, Chu Xian widened her eyes and became extremely alert, fearing that anything might go wrong again.
It was not until the Eighth Master and Wan Ning had completed their wedding ceremony that she breathed a sigh of relief.
After the ceremony, the Eighth Master went out to greet the guests. Chu Xian did not go to the front hall to eat, but stayed with Wan Ning.
At this time, Chu Xian stealthily took out a box of ointment and put it into Wan Ning's hand.
"What is this?" Wan Ning was confused.
"This is... you rub it before the wedding night, it won't hurt..." Chu Xian hesitated.
"The ointment you gave me doesn't work. Use mine."
Chu Xian was too embarrassed to tell Wan Ning that she had used this ointment to consummate her marriage with the Fourth Master and cried in so much pain. She would never let Wan Ning go through the same pain she had suffered.
"Xian'er, it's great to have you and Yinsi." Wan Ning blushed and hid the ointment under her pillow.
"Is the ointment I gave you ineffective? Did you suffer a great deal when you consummated your marriage with the Fourth Prince? I'm sorry, I haven't tried it and I don't know if it works. After I get married, I can personally test some of the medicine before giving it to you."
"Hurry up and shower and change. Master Eight will be greeting guests in the front hall soon. It's time to consummate your marriage."
Chu Xian winked at Wan Ning, whose face was flushing.
"Xian'er, I'm scared. That thing hurts so much. One time, Yinsi was drugged by a servant. I wanted to help him detoxify, but I cried in pain halfway through. I didn't succeed with him. Yinsi soaked in ice water all night and caught a cold..."
"It does hurt, but you'll know after it's over." Chu Xian's face flushed.
"I believe you. Aunt Gui also said so. She said that after the pain, you will definitely feel comfortable."
The two hid in the bridal chamber and whispered to each other, talking about all the embarrassing topics in the bridal chamber.
Until Nanny Gui came and urged Wan Ning to take a bath and change clothes.
Wan Ning changed into her pajamas, stood up, and helped her to the door: "Xian'er, go back quickly, don't get tired."
"Look, the servants beside the Fourth Prince are here to urge you." Wan Ning glanced at Su Peisheng who was standing by the door.
"Oh, Eighth Madam, look at what you said. I was only ordered to bring a hot water bottle to our Madam to warm her hands." Su Peisheng held the exquisite hot water bottle in front of the Madam.
That’s right, he came here on the orders of the Fourth Master to urge the Concubine to return home and rest.
Su Peisheng handed the hot water bottle to Fu Jin and retreated to the door silently, with no intention of leaving.
"Xian'er, hurry up and go to the front yard to have some wine. You must drink my wedding wine. No, you're pregnant, so let your Fourth Prince drink a few more glasses for you. If you don't leave now, the Fourth Prince's servants will almost become ice sculptures standing here."
Su Peisheng chuckled dryly, did not deny it, and even nodded and bowed to the Eighth Lady in gratitude.
"Then I really went."
Seeing the Eighth Master staggering towards the main courtyard of the Lady's Courtyard, supported by his servants, Chu Xian knew that with the Eighth Master around, Wan Ning no longer needed her.
"Wan Ning! Remember not to take off your clothes so quickly. Let Master Ba come."
"I know. Stop talking. It's so embarrassing." Wan Ning stomped her feet and hid behind the curtain with a red face.
Supported by Su Peisheng and Sui Qing, Chu Xian walked slowly towards the flower hall in the front yard.
Encountering the drunken Eighth Master under the corridor, Chu Xian hesitated to speak, but finally, suppressing her shyness, she said, "Congratulations to Eighth Master and Wan Ning. I wish you a long and happy life together, and may you have both sons and daughters."
"Thank you, Fourth Sister-in-law." Yinsi bowed in thanks.
"Ahem... Master Eight, Wan Ning is afraid of pain, please... ahem... be gentle."
“Hmm…” Yinsi’s handsome face turned slightly red and he lowered his head uncomfortably.
Fu Jin and Fourth Sister-in-law had a close relationship and could talk about anything. Sometimes he even envied Fourth Sister-in-law because Fu Jin could be free and open-hearted in front of Fourth Sister-in-law.
Chu Xian watched the Eighth Master step into the main courtyard of the Royal Concubine's Courtyard, then turned around and went to the flower hall in the front yard to look for the Fourth Master.
The front yard was full of guests, and Prince Zhi and the Ninth, Tenth, and Fourteenth Masters were helping the Eighth Master entertain the guests.
Seeing the Fourth Master sitting between the Third Master and the Fifth Master from afar, Chu Xian walked over to the Fourth Master and sat down.
The Fifth Lady beside her nodded politely and said, "Greetings to the Fourth Sister-in-law."
Chu Xian exchanged a few polite words with the Fifth Lady, then looked down and discovered that the porcelain bowl in front of her was already filled with delicious food.
Suddenly remembering that she had to drink Wan Ning's wedding wine, she stared at the wine cup in front of her, thinking that just a sip would be no big deal.
Before she could reach out her hand, the Fourth Master had already taken the wine cup away from her.
"Master, I'll just take a sip."
"I'll give you some later."
Yinzhen refused and drank the wedding wine in Fu Jin's cup.
"Just one bite, just a little with the tip of the chopsticks. I have to drink Wan Ning's wedding wine."
"Go back, I left some wedding wine for you."
"Really? Where is it? Why can't I see it?" Chu Xian was suspicious.
"I'll give it to you when we get back. Go back and rest first. Take the pregnancy-maintaining medicine first."
Yinzhen stood up and left the table holding Fu Jin's hand.
There was a sedan chair parked outside the Eighth Master's mansion, and Chu Xian recognized it as her own sedan chair at a glance.
"Why are you preparing a sedan chair? Our residence is right next to the Eighth Master's residence. It's just a short walk."
"It's snowing." Yinzhen didn't explain much, but leaned over to enter the sedan chair and gently pulled Fu Jin into it: "Are you not going to drink wedding wine? Come in."
"Where's the wine? Where's the wedding wine?" Chu Xian couldn't wait to sit in the Fourth Master's arms, turned around and sat facing him.
"Here, pick it up."
"Woo..." A kiss with a strong smell of alcohol came down.
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