Chapter 42 Princess Roujia
When Pu Qiongzhi returned to the room, she saw Nangong Hua reading on the couch.
He seemed to be watching so intently that he didn't even notice she came in.
"My dear, it's getting late. Be careful not to hurt your eyes."
As Pu Qiongzhi spoke, she picked up another candlestick and carefully cut the wick with scissors.
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Although Nangong Hua's hands kept moving.
He turned the pages from time to time, but his thoughts never stayed on the book for a moment.
He just couldn't help being angry and didn't want to pay attention to her.
If she didn't want to talk about something like this, could he still force her?
Chunjing quietly brought the sweet soup and handed it to Pu Qiongzhi.
She took it and waved her hand, "Husband, would you like a bowl of sweet soup?"
Nangong Hua closed the book and looked at her intently, "Does the Ninth Prince also like sweet things?"
"..." Pu Qiongzhi paused for a moment, "Will Uncle drink or not?"
Nangong Hua felt a little depressed, but he still stretched out his hand and said, "Drink."
This was specially made for him by his wife, so of course he had to drink it!
If you don't drink it, will you leave it to the wild dogs outside who are eyeing you covetously?
Pu Qiongzhi didn't understand where his inexplicable anger came from.
However, his behavior was really not suitable for the relationship between them as a couple.
The relationship between the two of them, which seems to be harmonious but is actually not harmonious, has been going on for a long time.
Besides, didn't she say anything about those girls he flirted with outside?
I didn't expect that Lord Gong Ning was just like these ordinary people outside, caring about his own dignity.
But he himself, with a reputation as an idle, unlearned, and prodigal son, now feels humiliated because the Ninth Prince has only come to his house and said a few words? Why is he being so rude to her?
Nangong Hua drank the sweet soup in a few mouthfuls.
Every bite is so sour, it makes my teeth ache!
He was so bitter that his heart was bubbling with bitterness! And he was drinking this sweet soup!
"Master, do you want to continue reading? I'm a little tired, so I'll rest first."
After saying a few nice words but the other party didn't respond, Pu Qiongzhi simply stopped serving him.
Nangong Hua didn't expect that she would leave him like this, and felt aggrieved.
Seeing that she really didn't care about him, Nangong Hua actually picked up the book again and read it.
But this time, he couldn't even turn the page, with all sorts of emotions churning in his mind.
Will she feel that marrying the Ninth Prince was a mistake as soon as she sees him?
The Ninth Prince also said something about an affair!
Could it be that as a prince, he could not care less about his dignity and forcibly seize the wife of a subject?
However, if Madam also has a soft spot for the Ninth Prince, then asking to go is not impossible...
What will he do then?
The more Nangong Hua thought about it, the more uncomfortable he felt, and he couldn't sleep all night.
Early in the morning, Pu Qiongzhi went to find Lao Tao after breakfast.
"You mean, if these flowers and plants were only sent to the Shi, Liao, Du, and Sun families, they would be gone?"
Pu Qiongzhi looked at the flowers and plants on the cart, then at the flowerbed nearby. "What about these?"
"These are the flowers and plants that Master asked me to leave for you to enjoy..."
Lao Tao was a little confused. Why did he feel that his wife didn't seem to know about it?
I heard from Yang Shu before that the uncle didn't really take charge of the family affairs and the lady had the final say on all matters at home.
He gets so much money every month, it's hard to explain to his wife...
"Ah..." Pu Qiongzhi paused.
Looking at these precious flower seeds, I smiled as if I saw silver.
"Then move these to the pots." She casually pointed at two plants and then looked at Chun Jing. "I remember you said that the master in the harem was a person who cherished flowers?"
Old Tao looked at the two priceless orchids she had chosen, wondering if she knew what she was talking about...
"Ah, which one are you talking about?" Chun Jing thought about it and realized that there were many people in the harem who loved flowers.
She was wondering at the time whether all the women in the harem loved such a fragile thing.
"Of course, the biggest one!" Pu Qiongzhi glared at her.
Chun Jing understood and was speechless, "How do we get in touch with that person?"
"If you want to send these flowers away, there is naturally a way!" Pu Qiongzhi looked back at the flowers.
"But it's not that easy to make money from this business!"
The Empress Dowager loved flowers, especially orchids.
Many people tried to please this person, but all failed.
Pu Qiongzhi had to separate herself from these people before the business could be discussed.
"It would be a good idea to ask the eldest princess to come forward," Yan'er suggested.
Pu Qiongzhi rejected the proposal without a second thought. "The eldest princess isn't the empress dowager's daughter, so it wouldn't be good for her to ask for it. Besides, it wouldn't be worth it to sacrifice a favor for this connection."
"Then the only one left is the Ninth Prince..." Chun Jing curled his lips, looking embarrassed.
Pu Qiongzhi laughed, "Who said we only have two acquaintances in Beijing?"
"Who else is there?" The two girls were bewildered.
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Jinnan Palace.
Princess Roujia was bored and sewing silk with a needle, practicing her not-so-excellent embroidery.
"Who? What did you say to send me this invitation?" When she heard the servant's reply, she sat up straight in an instant.
"Ms. Wen Shu'an has sent you an invitation, inviting you to an opera and tea." The maid spoke word by word, then a look of fear appeared on her face. "This woman Wen Shu'an is really not to be trifled with. We've been wronged by her time and again, and who knows what tricks she'll pull this time!"
Ding Momo's eyes widened. She threw the embroidery on the table and reached out to look at the invitation. "The sun is rising from the west, and she's inviting me to an opera and tea?! What the hell is this... a Hongmen Banquet?"
"Even Miss Pei can't get any good from her! If the princess doesn't want to go, I will go back and just say that you are not feeling well..." The maid was also cautious, thinking that she couldn't afford to provoke her but couldn't afford to hide from her.
Hearing her say this, Ding Momo looked at the invitation in her hand again, "If I don't go, others will think that I am afraid of her!"
"Pei Wanqing brought this upon herself. I misjudged her and became close to her. Look at what she's done recently. How can she be described as a noble lady from Kyoto?" Ding Momo showed a hint of disdain. "I just can't believe it! Is this Pu family some kind of evil monster?"
When she got excited, she slammed the table.
Unexpectedly, the embroidery needle she had just thrown on the table happened to prick her palm, causing her to scream in pain, "Ah~!!!"
"..." The maid could hardly suppress the bitter smile on her face, and hurried over to check her injuries.
The maid pulled out the embroidery needle in one swoop, and a small amount of blood spurted out.
"Be gentle! Are you going to hurt me to death? Go get the imperial physician!"
The maid agreed repeatedly and turned to call the imperial physician.
Alas, before they even met Wen Shuan, their princess was in trouble again.
The first time we met, I lost a lot of my headgear, and then I was humiliated several times. Why don’t you learn your lesson?
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