Yinzhen was puzzled, "How could any woman fall in love with Fourth Brother, such a cold and aloof man!"
"This woman, you're not even married yet, so you don't understand, do you?" Yinzhen teased the puzzled Yinzhen.
Qingyin, who was watching the whole show from the side, touched her smooth chin. This person must have 'borrowed' the poems of their ancestors. It seems she needs to find some time to "blur" this cultural treasure.
He Lu, unaware of the truth, was genuinely surprised. "Miss, the eldest young lady can actually compose poetry. That's quite good."
"My elder sister is naturally gifted, and she has probably been practicing diligently in private, so her writing skills have naturally improved as well."
He Lu pouted. She would have believed this if it had been the young lady from before, but she didn't believe this young lady who was always running around playing. As for reading, she probably didn't have a single book in her room.
Seeing that the next part of the event might be the same old thing, Qingyin was a little bored and decided to go back to the banquet with Helu.
Yinzhen and Yintang were originally looking forward to seeing their fourth and eighth brothers make a fool of themselves, but Qingyin's figure caught their attention. Looking at the red mole on the woman's forehead, which they could vaguely make out, Yinzhen was stunned. Is it fashionable for both men and women to have a red mole now? That young master has one, and this girl has one too.
Unlike the slightly reserved Ninth Prince, the impulsive Yinzhen rushed out and blocked Qingyin's path.
Qingyin frowned slightly as she looked at Yinzhen, who was rushing towards her like a wall. His handsome face, flushed red from running, looked at her with a mixture of urgency and embarrassment.
"May I ask why you are stopping me, young master?"
Yinzhen blushed, his eyes darting away as he stared at Qingyin. He didn't know why he had run over so quickly. Even though she was clearly a girl, just because she had a similar red mole, he had chased after her without hesitation.
Hearing the clear and melodious voice in his ear, Yinzhen felt as if he had returned to the moment when he saw the young master in the brothel, and his heart was pounding so hard and loudly that it felt like it was about to jump out of his chest.
Yinzhen flashed a bright smile, revealing eight teeth, and said, "I was being rude. I have an old friend who looks like you, which is why I was so abrupt. Please forgive me. Perhaps you could tell me your residence so I can send you some gifts to make amends and soothe my discomfort."
Clearly, even the Fourteenth Prince, who doesn't like to act like a human being, can speak human language, especially when he wants to please someone.
Qingyin didn't seem to care much about what the big man in front of her said. She raised her head slightly and smiled, "Young master, there's no need for that. I'm sure your old friend would be happy to know how much you think of him. There's no need for you to apologize."
Yinzhen, who had just arrived, overheard these words. He frowned slightly, somewhat surprised that his fourteenth brother could be so polite and gentle. However, looking at Qingyin, he understood Yinzhen's style.
The woman before him was veiled, but one could still tell that she was petite. Her exposed skin was as white as mutton fat jade, and her eyes were like amber, misty yet clear. She was too thin and should eat more, Yinzhen thought to himself.
“Miss is so kind, but my clumsy brother has offended you. Please give us a chance to put our minds at ease.”
Yinzhen was somewhat angry about his ninth brother's belittling of him, but considering that he was going to ask about Qingyin's family, he did not refute it. It was more important to know which family this young lady belonged to first.
"If you are uneasy, young master, please send him to General Tong's residence."
General Tong's Mansion? Tong Guogang's, that must be the second young lady, Tong Jia Qingyu. Yinzhen has a strong memory and clearly remembers the information his subordinates had previously investigated. So the little girl in front of him must be the one who always smoothed things over. What a coincidence! Yinzhen revealed a warm smile.
The commotion at Qingyin's place naturally attracted the attention of Yinzhen and Yinsi, who brought Tongjia Wanying with them.
Seeing Yinzhen and Yinzhi not far away, Yinzhen and Yinsi immediately understood that the two had been laughing at them the whole time, and their faces darkened.
Compared to the anger of Yinzhen and Yinsi, Tongjia Wanying felt only panic. If her younger sister showed her face, what good would come of it for her? She said anxiously, "Sister, you have an allergic reaction. Why don't you rest properly? Go back and sit for a while."
Faced with Tong Jiawanying's flustered voice, the two of them also looked curiously at Qingyin, who was standing quietly to the side.
Looking at those indescribably beautiful eyes and brows, the two thought to themselves, "This girl is already very beautiful."
"Yes, sister, I was just thinking of going back."
"Then, little sister, I'll go with you." Tong Jiawanying had even lost all interest in flirting; she just wanted to take this powerful weapon back with her.
Having run out of reasons, Yinzhen and the others had no choice but to let the girls leave; it wouldn't be right to stop the sisters from leaving.
Back at the banquet, after a brief farewell to Dai Jiaming and Yue, and an agreement to visit her again in the future, Qingyin followed her elder brother back to the carriage they had come from.
"Did you have fun, Yu'er?" Orondai said with a smile.
"I'm happy, I've made another friend." Qingyin smiled faintly.
Seeing the two enjoying themselves, Tong Jia Wanying didn't presume to interrupt. She silently returned to the Tong residence with them.
During these days, Emperor Kangxi in the Qianqing Palace was also thinking about Qingyin. Now that Consort Tong had also left, Kangxi, who could not wait for the imperial selection, was eager to let that young girl enter the palace.
General Tong's daughter, Tong Jia Qingyu, is intelligent, virtuous, talented, and gentle... I hereby bestow upon her the title of Consort Qiong and summon her to the palace to accompany me.
When the emperor suddenly decided to bestow a title upon a concubine, the concubines in the palace didn't feel much of a crisis. In the past few years, the princes in the palace had all grown up, and apart from the young and childless ones, few of them were really in a hurry because of the emperor's favor. Even if the emperor was lustful, he was already of a certain age, and the crown prince would have to be chosen from among the grown princes. The concubines in the palace thought this so calmly that they never expected the emperor to live so long.
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