Chapter 27 The truth is revealed "Min Ji, you are so brave."...
With the arrival of Song Tinglan, He Jing came to the princess's mansion more and more frequently as if competing for favor. Min Shi'an couldn't refuse, so after being tripped up, he ordered Chuntao to go to the Song Mansion and tell Song Tinglan not to wait for her anymore.
It would be fine if it happened once or twice, but if it happened too many times, even a clay Buddha would have a bit of a temper, not to mention someone as arrogant as Song Tinglan.
"Look, your godmother is smiling so happily!" Song Tinglan's left hand was supported by the maid. She leaned against the door frame, lowered her eyes and said nothing more. Her right hand was on her lower abdomen and patted it gently.
The two people who were talking in the room paused and looked over together. Min Shian's heart skipped a beat, then started beating wildly, and her eyes instantly became nervous.
Fearing that something might happen to Song Tinglan, she hurried to help her. He Jing was a step slower and couldn't help much, so he was sweating profusely in anxiety behind her.
Min Shian deliberately laid another layer of fox fur blanket. After seeing Song Tinglan sitting down safely, he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Tinglan, you are still pregnant, don't run around."
"Where's Xiao Wangjing?"
Song Tinglan took a sip of tea and said with a smile, "How can I be so delicate?"
"It's just that You'er and Yuan'er miss you."
He Jing tentatively reached out to touch her belly. Seeing that Song Tinglan had no intention of stopping him, he gently placed his hand on her belly and said with a smile, "It's twins! Thank you for your hard work, sister."
"Is it settled?" Min Shi'an's tone was full of regret, and his eyes stayed on Song Tinglan's lower abdomen.
Song Tinglan glanced at her, then jokingly said, hiding her sleeves, "Only the last character has been decided, and everyone in the mansion is waiting for the princess to give her a name. Unfortunately, Your Highness is always busy, so why don't I come to your house to ask for a name?"
He Jing withdrew his hand, his eyes flickered slightly, and he smiled awkwardly, "It's my sister's fault. I only thought about my elder sister and didn't think carefully."
"No, Your Highness is of noble status, I dare not worry." Song Tinglan's voice was soft and gentle, and it became even more so after she was pregnant. She continued to smile and said, "It just so happens that Your Highnesses are here, so I dare to ask Your Highnesses to give Yuan'er a name."
He Jing was not arrogant. The legitimate daughter of the Song family and the legal wife of Xiao were very different from her, a princess of "unknown origin", so she tactfully took her leave.
Min Shian stood up to see her off, but He Jing politely persuaded him to go back. The two of them watched her leave.
Finally, the word "Yunyuan" was decided.
"The kite flies and the phoenix dances, soaring in the clouds." Min Shi'an raised his lips and smiled, and then said: "I hope Yun Yuan can grow up freely."
"Shi'an, with your good words, it will definitely happen."
Perhaps it was because this experience was too embarrassing, or perhaps it was because it was nearing the end of the year, He Jing hadn't come for some time, and Min Shi'an no longer had any worries and wished he could just live in the Song Mansion.
Firstly, Song Tinglan will be returning to Beifeng after the New Year, and secondly, she also wants to take this opportunity to enhance her relationship with Song Sheng and keep an eye on his movements.
Both the brother and sister are very well-mannered and sensible. When she is chatting and laughing with Song Tinglan, Song Sheng will avoid her to deal with official documents; when she is discussing important matters with Song Sheng, Song Tinglan will find Xiao Wangjing to spend time with him under the moonlight.
During this period, He Jing remained motionless, so Min Shian sent Chuntao to keep an eye on him and report immediately if he made any unusual moves.
She hesitated for a moment, but finally decided to let He Jing go and went to Xianyang Palace.
Empress Xie has been very busy recently. There are many concubines in the harem, but there are not many people from the four major families. However, there are countless girls from famous families. She has to maintain the balance of various forces while preparing for the palace banquet.
Today she finally had a break from her busy schedule, so she summoned Min Shian to the palace.
"Shi'an, you've been going to the Song Mansion all the time these days. Have you made any progress with Song Yanxuan?" Empress Xie leaned back on the couch, her loose nightgown falling on the white porcelain jade floor tiles, shedding her usual solemnity.
Min Shian chuckled, picked up the grapes with water droplets on them from the table, bent his pinky finger, and slowly peeled the skin. He said lazily, "Well, it's almost done."
Empress Xie was angry that she did not fight back and was very dissatisfied with her indifferent attitude, so she issued an ultimatum.
"I'll give you another year. If this fails, I'll look for someone else."
"By then, it will be useless if you don't obey!"
Min Shian accidentally choked on the grape juice when she heard it, causing her to cough uncontrollably and tears to well up in her eyes.
Just as she hurriedly fled back to the princess's mansion, Empress Xie seemed to see through her intentions and asked, "What do you think of He Jing's marriage?"
"I held a banquet for her a few days ago, but you hastily turned it down. I think it was her idea."
Min Shi'an put down the grapes and sat down, saying seriously, "She has suffered an unexpected disaster. I haven't even got engaged yet, so let's just follow her lead."
Queen Xie sighed lightly, having expected this outcome. She frowned slightly, feeling quite troubled by this. She waved her hand and sent Min Shian back to the princess's residence.
Min Shi'an asked Chuntao and learned that everything was normal at Hejing Mansion. Except for resting, she spent the whole day reading books, all kinds of books, and also read a few military books.
Min Shian thought about it, and finally put on a bright smile to go find her.
It should be coaxed.
As expected, when He Jing saw it, his eyes were full of surprise, but then they were replaced by grievance and resentment.
"Sister still remembers me."
Min Shian put down the food box in his hand and said with a soothing smile: "Tinglan will be leaving soon. You and I are sisters. Why did you act so petty just now?"
"I made it myself. Come and try it and see if it suits your taste."
He Jing opened the food box, and the pastries inside were steaming hot. They were attractive in color, small and exquisite, quietly waiting for the owner to enjoy them.
She took a bite impatiently, then pushed the plate towards Min Shian, a smile spreading out from the corners of her eyes, and the surroundings were filled with the sweet aroma of pastries.
Min Shian also felt a little better. He took the pastries and tasted them with He Jing.
The taste is really good, soft and dense, melts in the mouth, and leaves a lingering fragrance between the lips and teeth. He is worthy of being the pastry master she recruited from Tianxian Tower to the mansion.
She squinted her eyes and savored the taste carefully. She inexplicably thought of the Poria cocos pastry made by Song Sheng himself, and suddenly felt that the pastry in her hand was not so delicious anymore.
I have to find an opportunity to trick Song Sheng into doing it again.
"Sister, what you do is better than anyone else. Even the famous Tianxianlou can't compare to you."
He Jing's praise brought her back to her senses. Min Shian's fingers twitched unconsciously as she heard his words, and she continued naturally, "As long as you like it, I'll make it for you often in the future."
After calming He Jing down, Min Shian finally rested. After taking a shower, she tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep.
Chun Tao, who was waiting outside, heard the noise and asked in a low voice, "Master? Do you want to light some calming incense?"
"Can."
After a while, the calming incense filled the entire room, her brows relaxed, and she fell into a deep sleep.
The next day.
Min Shian got up early in the morning. Before daybreak, she sat by the window, took out her needle and began to sew in the dim moonlight and the lights in the room.[1]
She has already sewn a pair of tiger-head hats and is now embroidering tiger-head shoes.
Sweat beads appeared on Min Shian's palms. Although she knew needlework, she was not very good at it. She could barely make it look flawless at a glance, but it was far inferior to Song Tinglan's skillful hands. Therefore, she embroidered extra carefully.
Blood oozes from her fingertips, but she is used to it. She wipes the blood on the handkerchief she has prepared in advance and then continues sewing.
After an unknown amount of time, she finally finished and carefully put away her things. Only then did she realize that the candle had already burned out. She looked out the window and saw that it was already bright and past noon.
Min Shian's stomach finally protested. The breakfast Chuntao brought was already cold. In order not to disturb her, Chuntao did not take it away.
"Master, lunch is ready."
Chuntao appeared at the right time and led people to quickly replace the breakfast with a sumptuous lunch, which aroused Min Shian's appetite.
Because she was anxious to show Song Tinglan her results, she didn't eat much even though she was very hungry. She only took a few bites of each dish and then took the food to Song's house.
After opening the wooden box, Song Tinglan was stunned for a moment, and then her eyes turned red. She stroked the big red tiger-head hat with trembling fingertips, and after a while she said, "Thank you for your hard work, Shi'an."
She knew Min Shian so well that she could tell at a glance that she must have sewn these things many times and finally picked out the most satisfactory ones to give to her.
Song Tinglan held back her tears, put the box down, and went to the inner room. Min Shian was a little confused and followed her closely with his eyes.
"Put your hand out so I can see it." Song Tinglan held the small jade bottle in her hand, her voice a little dull because of her low mood.
Min Shian rubbed his fingers and said nonchalantly, "This little injury is nothing."
Song Tinglan said nothing. She forcefully pried Min Shian's hands apart and stubbornly put the medicine on him.
The cool ointment touched her fingertips and pads, soothing the slightly painful and itchy wounds and relieving her fatigue of the past few days.
The two remained silent.
“Knock knock knock—”
A knock on the door broke the silence, and Song Tinglan raised her voice, "What's going on?"
"Miss, the master has ordered me to come and invite Her Royal Highness the Princess." Song Chen reported loudly from outside.
Min Shian moved his fingers and replied, "I'll be there shortly."
"Shi An, don't do this again next time."
Min Shian knew what she meant and smiled to comfort her: "As a godmother, how can I not do something for the children?"
Song Tinglan calmed down and smiled gently again. She urged, "Go quickly. My brother must be looking for you for something important. Don't delay me here."
Min Shian nodded in agreement, stood up and went to the study to look for Song Sheng.
No one knew where Song Chen had gone. Outside the study, everything was silent, so quiet that it was a little eerie. Min Shi'an's heart skipped a beat, and after hesitating for a moment, he pushed open the door.
As she turned to close the door, a bony hand moved first and closed the door for her.
Min Shian turned around stiffly, his whole body enveloped in Song Sheng's arms.
The two of them were only a few inches apart, and as their breaths intertwined, she smelled the agarwood on Song Sheng's body again. Unlike the faint fragrance in the past, this time Song Sheng's breath made her feel a little breathless, and her heart seemed to jump out of her chest.
"Sir, this..."
Before Min Shian could finish her question, Song Sheng's other hand grabbed her neck. Her breath was choked. Although she could feel that Song Sheng's strength was not great, her instinct for survival caused her to put her hands on Song Sheng's arms.
But it was like a mantis trying to stop a chariot, Song Sheng's arm did not move at all.
As if dissatisfied with her resistance, his fingers suddenly tightened. Min Shian's hands dropped weakly, and his face turned red due to suffocation.
The next moment, Song Sheng withdrew his hand that was against the door, lifted Min Shian's chin and took in the surprise and anger in her eyes. He chuckled and his words were like thunder, exploding in Min Shian's ears.
"My good prince, would you please explain to me how you became Hu Yue?"
"Min Ji, you are so brave."
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