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Can he marry?
"Have you taken your medicine today?" Fu Hua asked her as usual, putting on a show.
"Of course I drank it. You let Madam Fang watch me every day, how could I not drink it?"
Rong Qianyu has been very tired recently. She can't sleep at night, has to pay her respects during the day, and has to take medicine three times a day. She was already in poor health and needed rest, and the medicine has affected her menstruation.
Fu Hua doesn't care about all this. In other words, as long as Rong Qianyu doesn't die, he doesn't care, and he will definitely not let her die easily.
After all, this is a mascot. He was angry for his beloved, so he naturally felt that it was considerate and vented his anger for his lover. He didn't care about anything else.
He wasn't interested in women, so Rong Qianyu had no way of getting her to accept him. He was truly a sinister person. For more than half a month, he had publicly acted in a way that made the Queen think they were back together. He didn't fight or scold her in private, but he still let her be slept with at night.
Rong Qianyu was also like a dumb person eating bitter herbs, unable to express her pain.
He was a very good actor, and sometimes he even fooled himself.
"This is also for your own good. I've done everything I should do. If you're still not pregnant, it's all your fault."
Rong Qianyu ignored his words and basically turned a deaf ear to what he said, "I heard that the Rong country's delegation will arrive in Beijing the day after tomorrow." Then she asked about the delegation from her home country.
Fu Hua nodded boredly, "Yes, it's the day after tomorrow. Let's celebrate the Lantern Festival here before leaving."
"Is there a welcoming banquet the day after tomorrow?"
"Exactly."
At the end of the year, the Imperial Household Department had a lot of things to do, and many of them had to be handed over to Xue Ji. He also served as the supervisor of the East Factory and was responsible for some affairs in the capital.
"Sir, the Rong Kingdom delegation will arrive in Beijing the day after tomorrow." Qingyun entered the room to report.
"Where are they staying?" Xue Ji asked while leaning over the desk.
"It's at the posthouse in the south of the city," Qingyun answered completely. "They're already preparing. You can check in directly upon arrival in Beijing the day after tomorrow. There's a welcoming banquet tonight."
"How's things going in the palace recently?" Xue Ji was concentrating on the official business at hand and didn't look up at anyone.
Qingyun blurted out without hesitation: "The Queen has already gone to bed, and has been taking pregnancy-maintaining medicine recently."
After saying this, Xue Ji finally reacted. He immediately put down his pen and said angrily, "I didn't ask you that!"
"What's that question..." Qingyun was a little confused. Usually, he would ask about the Crown Princess, but why today...
"I said, what is the prince's movement?" he corrected seriously.
Ever since the last quarrel with Rong Qianyu, he always tried to find out about her from time to time, and he was happy to hear even just a few words.
“It really exists!”
"explain."
"The Crown Prince has been staying in the Crown Princess's room for over half a month. They seem very affectionate and he hasn't bothered to investigate the matter of the little princess falling into the water."
Xue Ji silently and slowly put away his smile, and his face suddenly became gloomy.
"What's wrong, sir?" Qingyun asked without any expression.
The two looked at each other for a moment. Xue Ji really didn't know what to say and looked at Qingyun's face full of confusion.
He waved his hand and said, "Go and pour me a cup of tea."
"yes."
He stood aside waiting for Xue Ji's next instructions. Just as Xue Ji picked up his pen and prepared to continue working, he glanced at him from the corner of his eye and said, "Hurry out, don't stand here and get in the way. And help me close the door."
"Yes." Qingyun said dejectedly.
"Wait a moment!"
"What else do you want, sir?"
Xue Ji thought hard, trying to come up with a legitimate reason to go to the posthouse. "At the posthouse... maybe I can go over and take a look. As the Supervisor of the East Factory, I should have the right to see her childhood sweetheart..."
He was instinctively wary of Wen Xiaqing. Even though he knew he couldn't do anything, he was still worried.
"Sir!" Qingyun suddenly shouted.
"do what!?"
Xue Ji slammed the table so hard that it startled him. Then, in a very low voice, he asked tentatively, "What kind of tea would you like to drink?"
"casual."
Qingyun immediately rushed out of the house, leaving this troubled place as quickly as possible. The kettle on the stove started to boil, and he hurriedly made a cup of fresh tea. "My Lord, the tea is here. Is there anything else?"
"Please leave. I'm going to take a nap soon, so you don't need to come in. Also, I have to go to the palace tomorrow and the post station the day after tomorrow."
"You don't have this..." Qingyun reminded.
"I made this decision on the spur of the moment. I'm sleepy. Go down, go down."
Xue Ji hurriedly urged Qingyun to drink, picking up the teacup, thinking in his heart, this childhood sweetheart came to the palace, and they met again after a long separation...
He was lost in thought, thinking about the soft little cat that once slept on the couch in the outer room. His eyes were filled with deep affection and tenderness.
She was like a ray of light in the darkness, and for a moment, she really illuminated the darkness in his heart.
At that moment, perhaps spring had arrived.
In the quiet place, ambiguity spread and grew, his Adam's apple rolled, and he took a sip of hot tea.
"Pooh, pooh, pooh," all of Xue Ji's unrealistic dreams were shattered in an instant.
"Ah! This is Kuding tea. Why is it so bitter at the first sip? Just wait for me, you damned brat Qingyun!"
Whenever he regained consciousness, he never dared to admit that he desired Rong Qianyu. Only he knew the inferiority in his bones.
He wanted to help her, but he also enjoyed the cat-and-mouse game so much that it was best to sit back and watch how she dealt with it.
"Drinking pregnancy-maintaining medicine? Fu Hua really wants to disgust her to death. She's really able to keep her composure. I wonder how her childhood sweetheart would feel if she saw this."
Thinking of this, Xue Ji couldn't help but feel happy, just waiting for Rong Qianyu to cry and beg him for help.
The next morning, Xue Ji dressed up again and looked very beautiful.
"Greetings, Lord Xue." The palace maids and eunuchs passing by asked him questions.
"Yeah." He nodded and smiled.
"Greetings, Master Xue!"
"Good morning." He was in a good mood today and surprisingly greeted others as well.
This would never happen in the past. He always has a cold face and doesn't like to smile. He should be going to meet his "rival in love" today. It's so sunny.
Several young palace maids noticed that he was acting strangely today and discussed it privately, but he didn't get angry or scold them. "What's wrong with Master Xue today? Why is he so happy?"
Another maid sweeping the floor was also puzzled. "I don't know. I've never seen him smile like that before. His mouth is almost stretched to his ears." Seeing how radiant he looked today, and considering his daily routine, she was worried he might have gained immortality by consuming young boys and girls, which was why he acted so strangely.
"Can he get a wife?"
"Eunuchs probably can't do that." The two whispered to each other. Sometimes the palace maids felt the same sense of helplessness as the eunuchs did.
It's such a waste of such a good-looking person, but such a person can only be admired from afar and not approached.
There is a huge difference, and in the end, all we can do is admire it.
"Master Xue's clothes today are also very beautiful. They are red silk embroidered with gold flowers. He looks like a groom."
"Now that you mention it, it's true. He's thin and has fair skin, but he's very handsome."
Xue Ji is equally unattainable in the eyes of others, making people fascinated. No one knows that he will cry alone, have wild thoughts in the dead of night, and have many things he wants but cannot get.
Looking at such a wonderful person, who is not perfect, I always feel that God is fair.
A young palace maid stood there for a long time and said, "What a pity, it's gone."
The maids nearby were so frightened that they were afraid Xue Ji would hear them, so they hurriedly pulled her away. "Why are you saying these things? You have no shame as a girl!"
"Greetings to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."
"Please go to the posthouse on my behalf and see if the envoys from Rong Kingdom need anything else. There will be a banquet at 10:00 tonight, and they must attend."
"yes."
I couldn't sleep all night and finally waited for this opportunity.
"I wonder if it would be okay for me to go with Lord Xue?" Rong Qianyu asked Xue Ji tentatively.
He always manages to play hard to get, and with an expressionless face, he tries to pretend that nothing has happened. He is clearly in dire straits, but he still pretends to be nonchalant.
He looked troubled and asked Fu Hua for instructions. "This... please give your instructions, Your Highness."
"Go ahead." Fu Hua showed his usual affection.
"Thank you, Your Highness."
Rong Qianyu stood up and was about to leave when Fu Hua called her, "Wait a minute, drink the medicine."
"It's okay to drink less for a day."
Fu Hua stepped forward, took Rong Qianyu's hand, and said affectionately, "Why don't you listen? Drinking the medicine is for your own good. Just drink it obediently."
Xue Ji didn't look up and waited for Rong Qianyu to finish drinking the medicine.
"Your Majesty, please."
Rong Qianyu walked in front, and Xue Ji pretended not to be sarcastic and congratulated her, "Congratulations, Your Majesty, for finally getting what you wished for."
"Thank you, Lord Xue." Rong Qianyu didn't say much. At that time, she could still suppress her emotions, and she didn't want Xue Ji to see her embarrassing side.
The two walked side by side in silence all the way to the inn. Perhaps they had the same thoughts. Rong Qianyu was anxious to see Wen Xiaqing, and Xue Ji also wanted to see what this person looked like, the one the Crown Princess still missed.
When I arrived at the posthouse, there was already a long line of people waiting outside. I finally met my old friend from Rong Country whom I hadn't seen for a long time.
"Greetings to Her Majesty the Crown Princess, may you live a thousand years and a thousand thousand years!"
"Stand up, stand up. Where is Lord Wen?"
"Your Majesty, Lord Wen is in the room."
"I'll go take a look."
Rong Qianyu ran in excitedly, not caring about the identities of the two countries. To her, Wen Xiaqing was very familiar. Wen Xiaqing was a friend, a family member, her obsession for many years, and her only hope when she was most helpless.
Xue Ji felt a little lost when he saw her like this. Even after so much time had passed, would she still run towards him without hesitation?
"Can't your queen wait even a moment?" he teased.
Rong Pan explained that because the Queen and Lord Wen knew each other since childhood, they had a very good relationship.
Xue Ji felt a little jealous. "Who knows if they are very close or something else? You ran over with such a happy smile."
"Lord Wen?" Rong Qianyu ran over excitedly.
"I can pack my things myself."
"Wen Xiaqing." She called again.
"Qian'er?"
Wen Xiaqing turned around. He hadn't seen the person in front of him for more than half a year. He was so happy that he was speechless. "Qian'er! Why are you here?"
Rong Qianyu was also very excited to see her old friend. The two of them stared at each other for a long time. "I heard you guys arrived at the post station, so I came to see you. I haven't seen you for more than half a year. How have you been recently?"
Seeing her pale face, Wen Xiaqing was a little worried, "You are not doing well, right? Why do you look so bad?"
"I, I'm fine, and the prince is also very good to me."
She tried her best to hide her weariness, but the more she did so, the more suspicious she became.
"I know everything about that concubine. The prince treated you very badly."
Wen Xiaqing felt sad when he saw her current appearance. She was not so timid in the past. She was always able to let go of things. What happened now?
"The prince was very kind to me, but times have changed and many things are no longer the same."
"If the Crown Prince's concubine causes you trouble again in the future, you can write to me and I will report it to His Majesty."
These words are meaningless to Rong Qianyu now. What's the point of writing to him? No matter who he is, he can interfere in other countries' internal affairs.
"Why are you still so whimsical? You are a foreign minister. What's the point of me writing to you? Besides, my father has never liked me. Is it possible that he would become enemies with the Great Zhou just because of me, a discarded child? I am not Rong Ruoyu."
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