early morning.
Fuyao Palace.
Zhiqi sighed, "This young servant named Xiwu is really a man of great means."
Fu Yijing was drawing her eyebrows in front of the mirror. When she heard Zhiqi's words, she said indifferently, "His background is obvious, and he is just a small servant. You don't need to care about such a person.
When you have time in the future, please help me find out about the affairs of Chenyou Palace.
The one in Lu Xianjun's belly should be six months old now, right? He'd better pray that it's a son. I can't stand it. Before the legitimate daughter is born, an annoying concubine's daughter appears in the East Palace first."
Zhiqi lowered his eyes and said respectfully, "Her Highness's eldest daughter must have been born from the master's womb. How could the one from Chenyou Palace be so blessed with such great fortune?"
Fu Yijing smiled, "I hope so." He glanced at the sky, "Please let those outside who are waiting to pay their respects to me come in."
Pick up the chess piece and make the move.
Soon, the masters of each palace were invited in. At the front were Lu Jinshu and Si Jiangzhi.
Lu Jinshu was about to kneel down to pay his respects when Fu Yijing supported him first, a gentle smile on her face. "I sent someone to Chenyou Palace to tell them that Lu Xianjun is in poor health and doesn't need to come to pay his respects to me every day. Tell me, why don't you listen? You have to come every day."
Lu Jinshu remained calm and pulled his arm back. "Your Highness, your Majesty is tolerant and considerate of my servant's difficulty in getting pregnant, but I must be aware of the rules."
Fu Yijing's smile deepened as he instructed the attendant standing beside him, "Hurry up and find a seat for Lord Lu Xian. He is the most precious person in the entire Fuyao Palace. If anything happens to him, I will not be able to explain to His Highness."
The servant placed a soft fur cushion on the rosewood armchair. Lu Jinshu did not refuse anymore and sat down with the help of Jiufu.
Fu Yijing smiled faintly as he looked at the people who were bowing before him. Si Jiangzhi wore a emerald, smoky, and cloud-like dress, as vibrant as the morning glow. Her face was respectful, but her eyes held a haughty expression.
Jiang He's body had not yet recovered. Even with rouge on his face, it still couldn't hide the paleness underneath. After standing with bent knees for just a short while, his body began to sway slightly from side to side. He relied on the support of the attendants beside him to prevent himself from falling to the ground.
Next to Jiang He, Xue Wu's clothes were very simple and elegant, in stark contrast to his strikingly beautiful face. He only raised his head once, when he first entered the room. When Fu Yijing looked over, Xue Wu lowered his head, exuding a respectful and submissive aura from head to toe.
Further behind is Mint from the South Courtyard, and Yugiri, who has just been promoted to a young servant.
To be honest, the number of men in Her Royal Highness's harem was too thin. After the event was over, he planned to go to Chengguang Pavilion in person and pick out a few young men he liked to send to serve Her Royal Highness.
Doing so, firstly, would demonstrate his virtuous and magnanimous character as the Princess. Secondly, if any of those people struck a chord with Her Highness, it would be a good opportunity to bring them into his own camp. Later, if there were any dirty tricks that were inconvenient for him to personally handle, those people could rush to the front and fight for him.
Thinking of this, Fu Yijing looked at Lu Jinshu with a smile again, "Lu Xianjun, I really don't mean to be polite with you. I said that you don't have to come to Fuyao Palace to pay your respects every day in the future. I sincerely hope that you can have a good rest. Look at you, carrying such a big belly, walking all the way to Fuyao Palace, it must be too much. Especially now that winter has arrived, and the cold wind is blowing outside..."
Fu Yijing's eyes fell on the teacup beside Lu Jinshu as he spoke. "I'm looking at your teacup. Why isn't it steaming? Is the water cold?" He looked at the servants standing behind Lu Jinshu and said anxiously, "Alas! A pregnant woman must not catch a cold. You servants really deserve a beating! Don't you know how to quickly get Lord Lu a hot cup of tea?"
The servants apologized and quickly brought hot tea to Lu Jinshu.
Lu Jinshu stood up first, bowed slightly to Fu Yijing, and then sat down again, taking the brand new teacup. "I thank you, Your Highness, for your concern. But I also want to speak up for the servants in this room. The water in my cup is always hot, and we, the servants, have served you wholeheartedly."
He looked at the golden furnace beside him and said with a smile, "The charcoal fire in Fuyao Palace is burning very warmly. The temperature inside is like summer. The water in this cup can't get cold, so it doesn't seem to be steaming."
Fu Yijing smiled and said, "Now I understand why Her Highness the Crown Princess named you the Virtuous Lord. You truly deserve the title of Virtuous Lord. You are so virtuous and kind, and you care so much about your servants." He smiled at the servants who had just apologized and said, "Why don't you hurry up and thank Her Highness the Virtuous Lord?"
When the attendants heard Fu Yijing's order, they all knelt down and thanked Lu Jinshu for his kindness.
Lu Jinshu didn't dare to accept the good reputation just like that. He stood up and knelt before Fu Yijing again, saying repeatedly, "It's all thanks to the kindness of the princess and the prince."
Lu Jinshu just stood up.
Fu Yijing immediately stood up as well. He walked a few steps to Lu Jinshu and carefully helped Lu Jinshu sit down. He said with a look of resentment, "Jin'an, look at you, why are you being so polite to me again? I heard that the Princess Royal said that during the few months of your pregnancy, you didn't have to kneel when you saw Her Highness in the East Palace."
Fu Yijing said this while gently patting her left cheek. "Even His Highness doesn't accept your greetings, but I asked you to do so three times today. This is truly a sin. Lord Lu, you are not blaming me in your heart, are you?"
Fu Yijing's excessive enthusiasm and concern made Lu Jinshu feel uncomfortable all over. He wanted to pull his hand back from Fu Yijing's hand, but Fu Yijing held him tightly.
The already forced smile on Lu Jinshu's face became even more fake. He quickly shook his head, "Your Highness, the Princess, is so concerned and considerate of this minister's health. I am grateful to you so much. How could I possibly blame you?"
There was no warmth in Fu Yijing's eyes, but the smile on her face was even more eager. "After hearing the wise king say that he doesn't blame me, I can finally let go of my heart. However, the fact that you go to Fuyao Palace every morning to pay your respects..."
Seeing the embarrassment on Fu Yijing's face, Zhiqi stepped forward and continued, "The Princess Royal has been so generous as to exempt the Virtuous Prince from paying his respects. The Virtuous Prince has been courteous and insisted on coming every day. Both masters have done nothing wrong. In my opinion, it would be better to choose a compromise. I remember that among the master's dowry, there was a sedan chair made of red sandalwood. The sedan is very compact and can be carried all the way to the inner gate of Fuyao Palace..."
Zhiqi's words haven't been finished yet.
Fu Yijing interrupted him midway, and with a look of joy on his face, he said to Lu Jinshu, "Yes, why didn't I think of this idea? I will give you the red sandalwood sedan chair as a reward. From now on, you can ride in it to pay your respects to me. This way, you can be protected from the wind and rain, and you can have the best of both worlds."
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