Chapter 289 The traces of performance are very obvious

Xu Muhua is indeed favored by the eldest princess. It has only been a short month since she returned to Beijing. It has only been a few days since the banquet, but she has invited Xu Muhua to visit twice. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is every three or five days.

Today is the third time!

The eldest princess really likes Xu Muhua. I don’t know why, but the more they get along, the better she thinks this child is. The idea of ​​matching her with her nephew is stronger.

But every time she thinks of the Chengguo Mansion, she is a little worried.

She knows that if she really wants to match Muhua and Honger, she must first get past the emperor. But it is obvious that the emperor is not very happy. No one knows his jealousy of the Chengguo Mansion better than her, his sister.

Xu Muhua still remembered that she had promised to marry a prince consort. While chatting, she instigated the eldest princess to pick up the brush and paint.

"What should I draw?"

In the study, the princess was still hesitating with a pen in hand.

Xu Muhua rolled her eyes and said tentatively: "Your Highness, why not draw the prince consort! Your Highness must still remember the prince consort's voice, appearance and

smile. I am very curious about the prince consort. Your Highness, please tell me more. I want to hear the story between your Highness and the prince consort!" The princess was stunned for a moment, and then she laughed.

So many years have passed, and she still feels sad, regretful, and even unwilling. But she is not so sad that she can't help herself when others mention the prince consort.

"Okay, since you want to hear it, then I will tell you. It's just that they are all old things, don't think you are bored after listening to them."

"How could it be? Love stories like the one between your Highness and the prince consort are very popular among us girls!"

Xu Muhua said words that she didn't believe without blushing or panicking.

The princess held a pen and looked at a certain point outside the window. Her thoughts seemed to have gone blank, as if she was immersed in some memories.

After a while, she came back to her senses, smiled softly, and began to talk about her past with her husband, while lowering her head and writing slowly but firmly on the drawing paper without any hesitation.

Xu Muhua only regretted that there were no recorders in ancient times, otherwise she would record what the princess said and give it to her husband so that he could listen whenever he wanted. This is better than anything else! Although she

really doesn't like to listen to other people's love stories, now that the princess said it, she is also listening very seriously, without any perfunctory intention.

Listening to it is indeed very emotional.

So no matter what era or time, there is actually no shortage of touching love, good women, and good men.

Whether or not you can meet him depends entirely on your luck.

She stood beside the princess and watched the voice, appearance and smile of the prince consort appear bit by bit under her pen, lifelike, not at all like the portraits of historical celebrities she saw in museums in later generations. Just like modern sketches.

The prince consort on the drawing paper is not quite the same as the prince consort who is recuperating now, but his character is exactly the same.

After the last stroke was made, the princess gazed at the person in the painting with tenderness and affection, and sighed: "It has been so many years, I don't know if I have forgotten anything, and if I have made the prince consort ugly."

In fact, she was sometimes afraid and worried.

Although she had never forgotten the prince consort, she had not seen him for too long. The longer the time went by, the more she worried that the prince consort in her memory might become blurred one day as time passed, and her memory might also be wrong.

"No, I saw that the prince consort in your painting was the same as the one I saw in the hall that day!"

The princess liked to hear this and smiled, "The painting is correct."

When a painting was really completed, Xu Muhua asked coquettishly: "Your Highness, can you give me this painting?"

The princess was a little surprised and asked: "What do you want this painting for?"

It was neither a landscape painting nor an ordinary figure painting, but a prince consort. If she was not too young, she would have suspected that she had also had a crush on the prince consort and could not forget him.

"Because it was painted by Your Highness!"

Xu Muhua flattered him without any ambiguity, and then hesitated, "And... Your Highness also knows that I will be a marriageable girl next year, and my mother said that she would prepare something for me... I thought about asking Your Highness for this painting and putting it away. Maybe, maybe Your Highness's love for the Prince Consort can bring me good luck!"

Although she didn't say it clearly, the princess heard it!

For a moment, she couldn't help but laugh. But when she thought about herself and the Prince Consort, the smile faded again, "But you also know the ending of this palace and the Prince Consort..."

"It doesn't matter! How many people are worse off dead than alive, and how many people are dead but still alive. The love between Your Highness and the Prince Consort is even more so, it's long-lasting, and I also hope to meet someone who will love me for a long time!"

These words really touched the princess' heart.

Yes, which woman doesn't want to meet a man who will love her forever?

But looking around, how many women in Dayong can realize this wish? Especially for the nobles, it is normal for men to have three wives and four concubines. The better ones think of their legal wives, respect them, and make sure that their legal wives have a stable position, which is good enough. The worse ones, huh, are like that Lord Pei, who dotes on a concubine to the sky!

She also doesn't understand what the emperor values ​​about Lord Pei. Is such a man worthy of being entrusted with an important task?

The princess herself had a great relationship with her husband in the past, and there was never a third person, so she particularly hated those men who favored concubines over their wives.

"Since you said so, I'll give you this painting!"

Xu Muhua bowed happily, "Thank you, Your Highness!"

It's easy to get a painting, but it's hard to get the token of love given by the prince consort!

After thinking about it, she decided to forget it and take her time, since the prince consort's health wouldn't be good for a while anyway. She'd give the prince consort something else first to comfort him spiritually!

After getting the painting, Xu Muhua set her eyes on the handkerchief used by the eldest princess.

She exclaimed with obvious performance marks, "Your Highness, your handkerchief is so beautiful! Can I see it?"

Her eyes were sincere and sparkling.

The eldest princess was stunned for a moment, and without thinking much, she pulled off her handkerchief and said with a smile: "It's just an ordinary handkerchief."

"Is it really an ordinary handkerchief? Then Your Highness can you give it to me?"

The eldest princess was stunned and didn't react for a moment.

Xu Muhua said shamelessly, "I don't know why, but I liked this handkerchief of your Highness very much. Your Highness just said it was an ordinary handkerchief, so I shamelessly asked for it."

She blinked her eyes, her eyes flashed with sincerity, and there was no trace of lying.

Although the eldest princess felt a little strange in her heart, she also thought it was just a handkerchief, so she nodded, "Since you like it, I'll give it to you!"