Everyone in the palace knows that the Empress in Shuxiang Palace is still in the Emperor's favor.
With her protection and care, I was half a head taller than others in the palace without having to stand on tiptoe.
The eunuch who had a cold face and was unwilling to serve just now, now had a smile on his face, moved nimbly, and diligently guided the palace maid from Shuxiang Palace who came to serve soup into the house.
Si Ying smiled and looked at the older palace maid, and bowed to her with a humble attitude, "Aunt, please put this hangover soup on the table. Thank you for your help. Let it cool down a bit, and I will serve it to the master."
Huai Qing couldn't help but frowning when he thought of how this man had just acted like a hands-off boss in the yard.
Thinking about having to work with people who only seek good things and avoid hard work in the future, I feel a little annoyed.
The maid bent down to put the soup down, stood up, and looked like she was about to leave. Si Ying hurriedly said, "I'll see you off, aunt."
"Aunt, wait a minute." Rong Ting's eyes were filled with disbelief, and his voice was tense and hoarse. "Excuse me, who asked you to bring the soup?"
His heart was beating violently in his chest, and his slightly cold eyes showed a hint of heat.
Is it what he thought...
Last night’s dream was not a dream.
Otherwise, who in Shuxiang Palace would come and bring him sobering soup?
Apart from Huai Qing and Si Ying, no one knew that he was drunk.
"It was the Imperial Concubine's niece, Fourth Miss Jiang, who ordered it." The maid turned around and said, "She asked me to tell you that drinking alcohol is harmful to your health, and the Ninth Prince should take good care of himself."
Not a dream.
The person last night was her.
What she said...
Rong Ting remembered them one by one.
The lake of my heart had been dead for nearly half a month, but at this moment it became lively again, and every part of my limbs was shaking with ecstasy.
She didn't lie to him, either in reality or in her dreams.
The young man, who was usually mature and self-possessed, now had a look of ecstasy in his eyes. He said to the old palace maid, "I understand. Thank you, aunt."
…
After the palace maid left, Si Ying used the excuse of seeing her off and left the room.
Inside the house, Huai Qing sat in front of Rong Ting, doing nothing.
Rong Ting looked at the hangover soup with no expression on his face.
But Huai Qing felt that there were stars of smile in his eyes.
Like laughing foolishly.
Huai Qing, who had nothing to do, looked at Rong Ting, who was smiling foolishly.
I was really puzzled.
If you like the hangover soup so much, just drink it directly instead of drinking any alcohol.
…
Allow
Ting was thinking about what happened last night, his pupils were as dark as ink.
You can't ask a person to lose something and then regain it.
Because once he gets it again, he will never let it go no matter what.
…
When the palace maid aunt returned to Shuxiang Palace, Jiang Rao was facing the mirror, trying to find something to cover the scab on her bitten lips. Seeing the palace maid aunt coming, she turned around to listen to her report.
The maid said, "There are only two eunuchs following the Ninth Prince. One is taller and looks quite honest, while the other is shorter and much smarter."
Jiang Rao said, "Aunt, please help me find out more about the personalities and reputations of the two eunuchs."
The place where Rong Tinglian lived was so deserted and remote, and it looked like anyone could bully him, which made Jiang Rao extremely worried about the two young eunuchs around him.
Especially with the example of Wang Zhou in front of us, we dare not take it lightly.
She stuffed a purse filled with silver into the maid's hand and pleaded sincerely, "Thank you, auntie, for finding out more carefully. If there is any bad news, please tell me as soon as possible."
If there is any problem, she will find a way to replace the person.
Even in the deep palace, she would protect him wherever she could, and she would do her best to make sure that nothing could go wrong.
…
Not long after the palace maid left, Jiang Rao began to look at the mirror again, trying to find something to cover up the bite marks on her lips.
The mark didn't hurt anymore, but it lay across the middle of her lower lip, covered with scabs, and was a bit eye-catching.
Before she could find a way to cover up the teeth marks, Jiang Rao's chin was pried open by slender fingers and rushed towards Concubine Yun's face.
Concubine Yun turned her face over, looked at it carefully, and then let go of her hand. "Did you chew on a bone in your dream last night? The bone was so hard that it broke your lip."
Although Concubine Yun herself was an expert in flirting, in her eyes her twelve-year-old niece was extremely pure.
When I saw the small scab on her lips, I didn't think too much about it.
Jiang Rao was originally worried that she would see something, but this worry soon disappeared, and she followed the path given by Concubine Yun and said, "I forgot what I dreamed about, I bit my lip."
"Auntie," she said, pointing to the bloody scab on her lip, "Do you have any way to cover it with makeup?"
Concubine Yun glanced at her and said, "It's hard to hide. You bit me so hard. Did I treat you badly? You're so hungry... why are you biting so hard?"
"No..." Jiang Rao lowered her eyes, "I don't even want to go out."
My aunt didn't misunderstand, but others might misunderstand.
Thinking of this, Jiang Rao suddenly remembered something, raised her eyes and said to Concubine Yun: "Aunt, can I stay in the palace for a few more days?"
"Of course I can." Concubine Yun was delighted to hear this. "Are you reluctant to leave your aunt? I'll write a letter to your parents right away."
…
When Fourth Master Jiang received the letter, he was so angry that his temples were buzzing.
"This Qin Yun, he doesn't have a daughter himself but he wants to take our daughter for himself!"
The old father, who hadn't seen his daughter for a few days, was on the verge of a fit.
After reading the letter that Concubine Yun sent from the palace, Jiang Qinshi vaguely thought of something in her mind.
I just don’t know if now is a good time to bring this up with my husband.
He is already very angry now, and telling him at this time that the Ninth Prince has returned to the palace would undoubtedly add fuel to his anger.
Don’t tell me yet.
But then Fourth Master Jiang said, "The emperor invited me to the palace to paint for him. I accepted the invitation. Three days later, I went to the palace to see Nian Nian, took her to a banquet, and then brought her out. I was a little worried about leaving her with Qin Yun all the time."
After hearing this, Jiang Qin's expression changed slightly and she said, "Master, remember to bring a few more servants."
Jiang Siye patted Jiang Qinshi's hand with emotion: "Madam is really worried about my safety."
Jiang Qin felt a little apologetic and smiled back at him.
no.
What she was more worried about was the safety of the Ninth Prince, who might become her son-in-law in the future.
If by then the Fourth Master discovered that the Ninth Prince was in the palace.
It would be easier to stop him if we had a few more servants.
So as to prevent him from endangering the prince and the royal heir.
Jiang Qinshi cautiously told the servants who followed her, "Keep an eye on the master."
…
Within two days, Jiang Rao met Fourth Master Jiang.
The scabs on her mouth have disappeared, so she can go out and meet guests, but she is a bit lazy and doesn't really want to go to banquets. But seeing that her father looked like he wanted her to go, she couldn't bear to say no.
Having been away from Jinling for so long, Jiang Rao didn’t really know anyone.
When I arrived at the banquet, I found an inconspicuous corner and sat down, waiting quietly for the wine, food, and fruits to be served.
Jiang Rao's appearance is eye-catching in the crowd.
She has a good posture. When she sits there, her long and slender shoulders and neck look beautiful from any angle, whether from the side or from behind.
When Shen Xiuying came here, she was attracted to her at first sight.
He frowned in an instant.
look familiar.
"Who is this girl? I've never seen her before."
The maidservant beside her asked around and said, "This is Miss Jiang Si from the Ning'an Marquis's Mansion. She has been traveling around with her father since she was a child and just came back half a month ago."
Shen Xiuying saw that Jiang Rao was wearing expensive clothes. Usually, she loved playing with young ladies from wealthy families like her.
But for some reason, looking at Jiang Rao's face, I felt something strange.
Not only does he feel familiar, but he also has a gut feeling that he hates him to the core.
It's strange and I feel disgusted at first sight.
Chen Xiuying did not walk towards Jiang Rao. Instead, when several girls from official families were about to walk towards Jiang Rao, she pulled them to her side.
As a result, there was no one sitting next to Jiang Rao, which separated her from the crowd, making her feel out of place and difficult to blend in.
Jiang Rao was enjoying herself, peeling lychees with Ming Shao and having a lot of fun.
But this scene, seen by other noble ladies, seemed a bit pitiful.
Whose girl is this? Not only had she never appeared at any gathering of noble ladies, but today, with so many girls at the banquet, she didn't even know anyone and couldn't even find anyone to talk to.
No one was looking for Jiang Rao, so Jiang Rao was happy to have some peace and quiet.
The chefs in the palace's imperial kitchen were all very good, and most of the snacks and meals they made were to her taste.
She didn't bother to care what others were thinking.
But in the eyes of those noble ladies who didn't know her, the purpose of a banquet is to socialize with others, and she didn't talk to anyone, showing her timidity, as if she didn't dare to socialize with others.
They were waiting for her to introduce herself.
You are so shy, could it be because your family background is poor and you are afraid of being looked down upon if you mention it, so you dare not say it?
Someone noticed that Shen Xiuying always looked towards Jiang Rao, as if she knew something, and asked her secretly, "Second Miss, do you know which family that girl is from?"
Shen Xiuying frowned. Jiang Rao's face vaguely overlapped with the face of someone in her memory, and the more she looked at it, the more similar they looked.
However, the two people's identities and status were very different, so she was unable to confirm whether they were the same person.
Maybe... they just look similar.
But she snorted from her nose, and she hated Jiang Rao for her. She brought all her jealousy and dissatisfaction towards the little maidservant beside the new emperor in her previous life to Jiang Rao, and said with contempt, "She is just a girl from the countryside. Who knows her?"
It was a person with such a face who blocked her way and caused her to die in the wild in her previous life with no one to collect her body.
The banquet was held in the palace in the Hundred Flowers Garden. Just outside the door, there was the sound of chair wheels rolling and noisy footsteps.
The sharp-eyed one said to everyone, "Several princes are here."
Shen Qinying's eyes quickly lit up.
Jiang Rao peels litchi
Zhi also slowed down, found a handkerchief to wipe her wet fingers and lips, and slowly adjusted the hem of her skirt.
I feel a little lazy today and don't want to deal with those young ladies from official families, but I can't be lazy and ignore my appearance and lose face.
Hearing that the prince was coming and Rong Ting might be there, she bit her lower lip subconsciously.
Although the scab has faded, its presence is still very strong.
She hadn't gone to see Rong Ting in the past few days.
The palace maid aunt who went to inquire about Si Ying Huaiqing has returned, and she found out that the two young eunuchs have clean backgrounds.
"The Second Prince, the Fourth Prince, the Ninth Prince."
At this time, several princes came in and the ladies stood up and saluted.
Especially Shen Xiuying, knowing that the future new emperor was among them, her attitude was particularly respectful.
Today she wore a cloud satin blue jacket with pear blossom patterns, imitating the style that the little maid in her memory usually wore. The color was not flashy enough, and the shape of the hairpin was also imitated from Rong Ting, hoping to attract more of Rong Ting's attention.
Rong Ting didn't even look at her, and there was even a hint of hostility in the corners of his eyes.
His eyes slowly scanned the surroundings, finally stopping on the little girl in the corner who was bowing her head.
Just now, I heard her calling him the Ninth Prince along with others.
When performing the ceremony, his manners and etiquette were flawless and there was no fault to be found.
Serious enough to be cute.
But she was there alone, with a pile of peeled lychee shells on the small table, making her look even more neglected.
No one cared about me, so I could only peel lychees for fun.
Rong Ting’s eyes darkened.
Under Kuikui's watchful eyes, he controlled the wheelchair and went towards Jiang Rao.
There was no one beside her, which made it easier for him to move forward.
His eyes, like those of an eagle, were extremely sharp. They rested on her red lips for a moment, and he saw the white marks that looked like healed wounds.
His eyes were dim, and he suddenly smiled.
A deep and pleasant voice rang out.
"Don't call me brother anymore? Nian Nian."
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