Chapter 2 The Prince
The palace maids also served them snacks and hot tea.
If it were normal times, Lin Fujia would definitely talk to Wen Lier.
But when Yang Xishan was around, she was unwilling to say anything.
Yang Xishan is arrogant and comes from a good family. She looks down on girls like Lin Fujia who come from a poor family.
Every time Lin Fujia said something, Yang Xishan would mock her.
Lin Fujia couldn't stand the look of contempt on his face.
No one spoke, you could hear a pin drop in the warm room, and a faint awkwardness flowed in the air.
After waiting for a long time, Xie Zhenrong finally came out slowly with the help of the palace maid.
She was dressed in a rose-red embroidered gold-thread brocade dress, with exquisite makeup and an elegant and luxurious temperament.
Wen Li'er and others stood up and bowed.
"The Crown Princess is well."
Xie Zhenrong glanced at the three of them with an indifferent expression.
"It's cold now, and it's hard for you to come so early. I asked someone to stew bird's nest, and each of you should drink a bowl to warm your body."
The three of them knelt and bowed again.
"Thank you, Princess."
It’s worth it to come here in such a cold day and drink a bowl of bird’s nest from Fuyao Palace.
Soon, the maid in the hall brought the bird's nest and placed it next to them.
Lin Fujia has always been carefree and ate the bird's nest in just a few bites.
Yang Xishan took a few symbolic sips.
Wen Li'er had just eaten too much, and her stomach was still aching slightly.
Seeing such a bowl of steaming bird's nest, I just took two sips slowly.
The warm room fell into silence again, and Xie Zhenrong spoke first.
"Yang Fengyi, I heard that another maid died in your house?"
Yang Xishan didn't expect Xie Zhenrong to ask this suddenly.
She's just a lowly bastard trying to seduce Your Highness.
When His Highness summoned her to sleep with him, the maid put on heavy makeup and dressed up extravagantly. Her intentions were too obvious!!!
Yang Xishan loves His Highness so much that she cannot stand the people around her trying to curry favor with him.
In anger, he beat the man to death.
But in front of Xie Zhenrong, she naturally couldn't tell the truth.
She stood up and gave Xie Zhenrong a rather arrogant salute.
"Replying to the Crown Princess, that maidservant is dishonest and secretly took a lot of my dowry. I have spared her twice before, but she has refused to change. As the saying goes, three times a day is enough, so I have no choice but to punish her."
Xie Zhenrong glared at her coldly. It was against the rules for a small Fengyi to execute a palace maid privately.
No matter what mistake the palace maid made, it should be her, the Crown Princess, who should investigate and make a decision.
But Yang Xishan relied on her good family background and was often arrogant and rude and did not follow the palace rules.
She had wanted to deal with the person a long time ago, but His Highness now needs the support of the ministers in the court, so keeping Yang Xishan still has some use.
So, she could only endure it and watch Yang Xishan jumping up and down coldly.
Just wait and see, wait for this woman to continue courting death.
Xie Zhenrong took a sip of the bird's nest, then looked around at the three attendants and said, "His Highness has always been diligent in his work and caring for his people, and he is a great figure throughout the world. As his wives and concubines, we must not tarnish his reputation just for the sake of pleasure."
Yang Xishan clenched her hands tightly under her sleeves and almost couldn't help rolling her eyes.
How could a mere lowly maid tarnish the reputation of His Highness?
He uses chicken feathers as a token of authority every day and acts like a bully to bully others!
Why don’t you tell me how many palace maids and servants have been executed in your Fuyao Palace in the past six months?
I just thought about it in my heart, but I didn’t dare say it out loud.
Yang Xishan clenched her hands and bowed in response.
At this moment, a palace maid came hurriedly to report that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was coming.
Everyone in the warm room was shocked, and surprise also flashed in the eyes of the Crown Princess.
She led three attendants to greet the prince and saluted in unison.
At this time every day, the prince would go to Deli Pavilion to attend classes.
Why did you return to the inner palace so early today?
Yan Shixu sat down at the head of the table and said calmly, "Everyone, get up."
Xie Zhenrong stepped forward and asked, "Why didn't Your Highness go to Deli Pavilion today?"
"Something happened at the Taifu's home, so I asked for leave."
Yan Shixu glanced at the people in front of him and finally landed on Wen Li'er, with some confusion in his eyes.
Xie Zhenrong stepped forward to explain.
"Your Highness, this is Wen Fengyi, who entered the Eastern Palace with Yang Fengyi and Lin Fengyi. He fell ill shortly after entering and is now well."
After saying that, she turned to look at Wen Li'er.
"Wen Fengyi, please come forward and let His Highness have a good look."
Wen Li'er walked forward with her head down.
Today she was wearing a smoky-colored willow-branch dress, with a white jade hairpin tied in her black hair, and no makeup on.
I heard the prince replying to the princess.
"I do remember you said there were three people, but I got so busy that I forgot."
Yan Shixu's voice is low and pleasant, steady and magnetic, with a hint of low sexiness, which makes people want to take a look at his face.
He lowered his eyes to look at the woman in front of him, somewhat puzzled.
Does he look scary? The woman's head is about to droop into her chest.
"Look up."
Wen Li'er slowly raised her head upon hearing this.
The prince's face appeared before his eyes, and he was just as the rumors said, with a majestic bearing and the demeanor of a dragon and a phoenix.
Wen Li'er's heart skipped a beat when she saw this.
When she was in her boudoir, she had also fantasized about what her life would be like and what kind of person she would marry.
She also took up pen and paper with her sisters to describe the appearance of her future husband.
Now, after taking a closer look, the prince actually resembles her husband in the paper by about 70%!
Wen Li'er felt a little excited, a little confused, and a little disappointed.
But when she thought of the other person's identity, she quickly calmed down.
She married this man, but he was not just her husband.
Even though the other person was extremely similar to her husband on paper and satisfied 80% of her fantasies, she did not dare to have unnecessary expectations.
When Yan Shi asked questions, he liked to look people directly in the eye.
"What's your name?"
"Your Highness, my name is Wen Li'er."
The prince repeated her name carefully, and a plump, juicy snow pear automatically appeared in his mind, comparing it with the person in front of him.
Thinking of this, a smile appeared in his eyes.
"That name does have some meaning. What does your father do?"
"My father is the Minister of Revenue."
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(My dears, everyone has some objections to the rank of Minister of Revenue. Let me explain...
I have determined this based on the official ranks of the Tang Dynasty: the lower rank of the fourth rank and the upper rank of the fourth rank.
In a place like Shengjing, it's really not high. Of course, it's not low either.
The heroine's family will also be discussed later. Her father is from a poor family and has just been promoted to the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue. He has no roots in the capital.
And for various reasons, there was no money at home. I will talk about it later.
Then, let me explain: Yang Xishan's father was a high-ranking official and came from a prominent family. So why could she only be a Fengyi? I'll explain it later, so don't worry...)
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Yan Shixu felt that the voice of the woman in front of him was as gentle as her name, like a cooked soft pear.
He asked, "What's the origin of your name?"
Wen Li'er explained slowly, "When my mother was pregnant with me, she loved eating pears. She would eat one before each of her three meals a day, and another before going to bed. That's why my father gave me this name."
Yan Shixu chuckled, it was exactly as he guessed.
Hearing his hearty laughter, he saw Xie Zhenrong and others looking at him in surprise.
Wen Li'er was a little embarrassed and lowered her head in a hurry.
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