Since he couldn't carry all the things on hand, he hired someone to send them back home.
No matter what, I have to make sure my young wife has a good time while shopping.
The two of them walked around for the whole afternoon and even had dinner outside before returning home.
Shi Qingluo went to take a shower, while Xiao Hanzheng went out for a while.
When he came back, Shi Qingluo's hair was dry and he was practicing calligraphy in the study.
When she heard Xiao Hanzheng coming in, she finished writing on the paper before looking up.
She asked with a smile: "Old Xiao, are you doing something bad again?"
Every time my young husband goes out like this, he’s causing trouble.
Xiao Hanzheng chuckled and said, "My wife still understands me."
"Let's deal with the situation at the Third Prince's Mansion, and then we can go back to Nanxi County."
Shi Qingluo smiled and asked, "Is it arranged?"
Xiao Hanzheng nodded, "Well, if nothing unexpected happens tonight, there will be a good show."
Shi Qingluo shrugged, "It's a pity that I can't see it."
Xiao Han smiled and said, "A message will be sent tomorrow."
The Third Prince’s Mansion.
These days, Fu Wenzheng has been forced to learn the rules by the nanny sent by the empress dowager.
Especially after she became a concubine from a prince's wife, the three old maids became even more harsh towards her.
The Third Prince never came back to the courtyard after he left that day, and she was filled with anger.
After dinner, she kept smashing things in the room.
Several maids were serving on the side.
There were a few cat calls outside, and one of the maids' eyes flickered.
The cat's meow meant that the third prince was coming towards this courtyard.
She immediately walked to the incense burner, lit the incense, and while no one was paying attention, threw a small white ball in and lit it too.
This is a medicine prepared by Xiao Hanzheng that can amplify people's emotions.
If people are calm, the impact will not be great.
But if a person's emotions fluctuate greatly, he or she will become irritable and even slow to react, and can't help but speak out his or her true feelings.
Fu Wenzheng was completely exhausted after smashing everything.
She asked someone to bring some wine, and she drank a few glasses in a depressed mood, and began to curse: "Liang Hengxiao, that bastard, actually ignored me like this."
The maid advised, "Master, the Third Prince must have his own difficulties. Many people have been watching him recently."
Fu Wenzheng snorted coldly, "What difficulties could he have? I think he is just a waste."
Then she started swearing to herself again.
The general meaning is that the third prince was born of a poor family and was a prince born to a palace maid, so he was not valued by the emperor. Otherwise, how could she be deprived of her status as a prince's wife and become a concubine.
The Third Prince had just walked to the door, but when he heard these words, he immediately stopped, his face darkened, and he withdrew his hand that was not about to push the door.
Fu Wenzheng likes pomp and circumstance, so when she is in her room, she likes to have maids serving her, so there is no one outside at this time.
The maid looked up and saw a shadow flashing outside the door. She immediately asked tentatively, "Master, I heard from people outside that you and the third prince knew each other when you were children?"
Fu Wenzheng sneered, "Who knows him?"
"My aunt is a favorite concubine, and he is just the son of a palace maid."
It’s a pity that her aunt fell out of favor as she got older because she had no children.
The maid seemed stunned for a moment, "I heard before that you met the Third Prince when you were a child, and you specially gave him a hand warmer."
"There are rumors that you and the Third Prince were destined to be husband and wife at that time."
"Look, the meals are still according to the imperial concubine's portion. This must be the Third Prince's order."
Others might remember the Third Prince's kindness, but this former prince's wife certainly would not, and would even despise him.
As expected, Fu Wenzheng got even angrier after hearing her say that. "What's the point of giving orders about food? That's all he's capable of."
"You still want to compete with others? With someone like him, he will definitely lose."
She thought carefully about what the maid said.
Suddenly he remembered and sneered, "As for the gift of the hand warmer, I remember it now. It's not mine."
The maid led her and asked, "Isn't it yours?"
In the past, Fu Wenzheng would not have said these things to the maid.
But now she was extremely angry and full of resentment towards Liang Hengxiao. She was a little drunk from drinking, and with the influence of the incense, she told the truth.
"Yes, at that time Liang Hengxiao was bullied by the eunuchs, and my cousin and I happened to see it when we entered the palace."
"My cousin saw that he had frostbite on his hands, so she wanted to give the hand warmer to Liang Hengxiao."
"I was afraid that she would be late for meeting her aunt, so I took her hand warmer and threw it to Liang Hengxiao."
"When Liang Hengxiao was little, he was no different from a beggar outside. How could I specially send him a hand warmer? Wouldn't that dirty my hand warmer?"
"Besides, is he the son of a palace maid worthy of me giving him a hand warmer?"
At that time, her aunt was in favor, and she didn't even bother to look at the third prince.
Then she curled her lips in disdain, "Only my cousin who likes to pretend would be so soft-hearted."
"Then he even took the ointment and asked me to help him give it to Liang Hengxiao when he entered the palace. Isn't that ridiculous?"
These words made Liang Hengxiao, who was standing at the door, stiffen, with a look of surprise on his face.
He did receive a bottle of ointment for frostbite later. The eunuch who brought it to him said that it was brought by the maid of the young lady of the Marquis of Beijing.
So he always thought that the person who sent the ointment was Fu Wenzheng, who gave him the hand warmer.
The maid seemed very surprised. "But some people outside said that you married the Third Prince because you had a crush on him when you were a child."
Fu Wenzheng sneered disdainfully, "Nonsense, if Liang Hengxiao hadn't asked for an imperial decree and begged me to marry him, I wouldn't have married him."
At that time, she liked and wanted to marry the second prince.
It's a pity that the imperial concubine chose that bitch to be the second prince's consort for Liang Hengshao. She is the legitimate daughter of Marquis Beijing and it is impossible for her to be a concubine given her status.
She also doesn't want to have a bitch over her head.
In addition, Liang Hengshao also wanted her to marry the third prince, and she thought that her status only qualified her to be a prince's consort, so she married him.
But she looked down on the Third Prince from the bottom of her heart.
She only hoped to help the Second Prince ascend to the throne, and then she would divorce him and let him take her into the palace.
Moreover, the Second Prince's mother's family is from the prominent Duke's Mansion. He is good-looking and capable, and has already established himself in the court, so he has a great chance of winning.
Therefore, after she got married, she didn't allow the third prince to touch her at all.
Liang Hengxiao is indeed a waste. Apart from being the son of a palace maid, he also indulges himself in low status.
She told him not to touch her, so he really didn't touch her, and he even called it respect. She just wanted to laugh.
She snorted coldly, "Besides liking me, he went to ask for permission to marry me because of my family background."
But Liang Hengxiao was wrong. Her father and elder brother had already stood on the side of the Second Prince.
At this moment, she was already so angry that she felt uncomfortable holding it in.
Therefore, he couldn't help but say, "He is the son of a palace maid and he is also thinking about that position. Is he worthy of it?"
Sorry, I was too stuck in writing today. The setting of the Third Prince was originally going to be the hand warmer given by Fu Wenzheng, but it didn’t feel right when I wrote it, and it wasn’t easy to develop the plot. Because I might focus on the character of the Third Prince later (I’m not sure yet), so I deleted this chapter and rewrote it to a different version~ I’m still writing the remaining two chapters, around 18:00~ (End of this chapter)
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