Chapter 465 Rong Wenmiao's Emotions
"Looking at you girls reminds me of my youth." Song Qingyan suddenly felt emotional.
[When my mother was my sisters’ age, she was busy practicing martial arts! ]
[Busy causing trouble for my aunt.]
[Busy going to the battlefield to fight.]
[Now, my mother is going to the battlefield again. It's really exciting to talk about it. ]
[When I grow up, I will also learn how to fight from my mother. When I return to the world of immortal cultivation, I will become the God of War Lu Xingwan.]
[The god of war Lu Xingwan who makes people tremble with fear. 】
"Hahaha..." When he said this, Lu Xingwan actually laughed.
For a moment, everyone focused their attention on her.
"It seems that the princess likes these little things given by the servants very much!" Rong Wenmiao said with a smile.
Song Qingyan smiled and pulled Lu Xingwan to her side: "Wanwan is a naughty monkey, let's not talk about it for now."
Song Qingyan said this and looked at Han Xiyue who was standing aside: "You will know after you enter the palace. I'm afraid this girl will pester you every day."
[I don’t have that much time! ]
[When the time comes, I will also have to look after my elder sister's child, as well as Noble Le's child, and Noble Yue's child. This princess will be very busy.]
Lu Xingwan automatically ignored the child in Yaopin's belly.
Even though she said something like the child is innocent, she didn't like Concubine Yao and would definitely not take the initiative to get close to her.
[Now that the Empress is gone, Concubine Yao has lost her former arrogance. She will have to keep a low profile in the future.]
[When the new concubines enter the palace, my father will like them even more. ]
[Then I will forget about Concubine Yao, that's great! ]
A few people talked for a while in the palace. Seeing that Song Qingyan seemed a little tired, Han Xiyue said quickly: "It seems that the queen is a little tired, so we will not disturb her."
After a few more polite words, they left Qingyun Palace together.
The three sisters hadn't seen each other for a long time, so they decided to meet at Wangyue Tower.
As soon as they entered the private room, Han Xiyue couldn't help but look at Rong Wenmiao and said, "Sister Rong, I see that you are not quite right today. Is there something wrong at home?"
"Could it be that Madam Rong's illness hasn't healed yet?"
Han Xiyue even had a very scary thought in her mind just now. She wondered if Madam Rong was already very ill, and Rong Wenmiao was hiding it deliberately in order not to worry the Imperial Concubine.
Rong Wenmiao hurriedly shook her head and even stood up to explain: "Mother is really fine, sister, don't think too much."
"only......"
Having said this, Rong Wenmiao paused, as if he didn't know whether he should continue speaking, or he didn't know how to start.
Knowing that Rong Wenmiao has always been a person with her own opinions, it must be a big deal to make her lose her own opinions.
Han Xiyue and He Yuyao looked at each other tacitly and seriously, but did not interrupt her and just waited for her to speak.
Finally, after a moment of silence, Rong Wenmiao spoke: "I went to Yongchang Academy to study during this period."
"Sisters, you may not know that although Yongchang Academy has different halls for men and women, men and women gather together at poetry gatherings and other such occasions."
Speaking of this, Rong Wenmiao even showed a hint of shyness on her face.
Han Xiyue couldn't help but feel nervous and clutched her dress tightly.
Could it be that...
"There is a new scholar in Yongchang Academy..."
Before Rong Wenmiao finished her words, He Yuyao beside her laughed and joked, "Could it be that Sister Rong has taken a fancy to me?"
But when He Yuyao said this, Rong Wenmiao and Han Xiyue were both stunned.
Han Xiyue also looked at Rong Wenmiao anxiously.
He Yuyao then realized that she had said the wrong thing: "Could it be true?"
Rong Wenmiao nodded, then shook her head: "I can't really say, but we can talk a few words on weekdays. Compared to His Royal Highness the Second Prince, I would rather chat with him."
Han Xiyue was speechless for a moment.
Thinking of how rational and indifferent Sister Rong was when facing the Second Prince in the past, it seemed that it was simply because she didn't really take him to heart.
But then again, the Queen Mother said that Sister Rong would become the Second Prince's consort in the future, and it seemed that Concubine Lan liked her very much. If Sister Rong really had other thoughts, it would be bad.
Han Xiyue finally stepped forward and took Rong Wenmiao's hand and said, "As women, how can we have the chance to choose the person we like?"
"Even someone as noble and open-minded as the Royal Concubine still has to marry His Majesty."
When Han Xiyue said this, she deliberately lowered her voice.
After all, we are talking about His Majesty and the Imperial Consort, so we should be more cautious.
Then he continued, "You are the one chosen by the Queen Mother. I'm afraid that the Queen Mother or His Majesty will arrange a marriage for you in the future. I'm afraid you won't be able to object then."
Han Xiyue shook her head when she said this: "I know you are always brave, but this matter not only involves you, but also the entire Rong family."
Rong Wenmiao's face flushed red and she shook her head: "Sister Han, I know."
He Yuyao had been thinking about this matter, and finally spoke up: "Why not ask the Royal Concubine for help?"
"The Imperial Concubine has always been extremely kind to us ladies from official families. The marriage between the eldest daughter of the Shen family and the young master of the Han family was also facilitated by the Imperial Concubine." When He Yuyao said this, she looked at Han Xiyue with hope.
Han Xiyue is older and will marry the prince, so she has grown up quickly and is very opinionated: "No."
"The Imperial Concubine has always been very kind to the Second Prince. Sister Rong must not act rashly." Han Xiyue looked at Rong Wenmiao with concern, "This matter is not urgent."
"Sister Rong is only twelve years old now. She still has three years to go before she reaches the age of marriage. There is always room for maneuver."
"If the Second Prince has his own ideas, there's no need for you to be so anxious." Han Xiyue pulled Rong Wenmiao's hand and said, "Have you remembered this?"
"Besides, after I marry into Xingyang Palace, I can also investigate this matter secretly, and we can work together later."
Rong Wenmiao nodded with tears in her eyes.
This matter was of great importance, and although Rao's mother had always been the most open-minded, she did not dare to mention it to her mother at all.
Fortunately, I still have these two sisters around me and I can talk to them about my true feelings.
The three of them put their hands together, smiled at each other, and reached a consensus on the matter.
Seeing Rong Wenmiao gradually calm down, He Yuyao said, "Sister Rong, please tell us, what kind of man is it that our sister Rong has fallen in love with him?"
Then he lowered his voice deliberately: "She didn't even want to be the prince's consort anymore."
Rong Wenmiao pretended to be angry and pushed He Yuyao, then saw that Han Xiyue also looked curious, so she continued to speak.