A man who looked like a young eunuch walked quickly in the corridor with small steps, and sweat kept beading on his forehead.
He stopped in front of a palace gate, wiped the sweat off his face with a handkerchief in his arms, and then spoke, "Your Highness, it's time for the banquet."
"The Imperial Concubine has not seen you for several days and has missed you so much that I have sent you here to ask you to come and see her."
Sitting at the top was a man wearing a dark robe with gold thread patterns. He was half hidden in the intersection of light and darkness. He said nothing, but gave people an invisible pressure.
The young eunuch was kneeling at the foot of the stairs, his head against the ground, his body trembling, and he secretly sighed that he had such bad luck.
Not getting a response, the young eunuch began to sweat more and more and his legs began to tremble.
He thought resentfully that in his next life he must become a eunuch so that he would not be summoned at will and called the Second Prince, who had a fickle personality.
"No." The second prince Zhao Xuanyin pointed at the armrest in boredom.
His voice was low and had a unique charm, but no one present could concentrate on appreciating it, especially the young eunuch facing him, who seemed to be about to kowtow and beg for mercy in the next second.
"Master, the Wen family's eldest daughter has arrived."
The guard in dark tight-fitting clothes spoke in a low voice. His presence was extremely weak. Only when he spoke did the people around him suddenly realize that there was a person standing there.
Zhao Xuanyin's fingers paused in the air for a second before falling.
The sound of "thump" hit the young eunuch's heart, making his nerves suddenly tense.
A eunuch in his forties, dressed in an indigo-colored crane-feather eunuch uniform and holding a whisk, came hurriedly over.
Before the others arrived, the voice came first, "Oh, Second Prince, I miss you so much!"
Wang Fugui stopped at the bottom of the steps and knelt down with a smile on his face. His movements were crisp and clear. "The Empress Dowager said she would send someone to deliver a message to you. I fought for this good job for a long time. I hurried over to come here because I wanted to talk to Your Highness."
"Give Eunuch Wang a seat." Zhao Xuanyin lowered his narrow eyes with a faint expression.
"Thank you, Your Highness." Wang Fugui responded with a flattering smile and sat down on the stool.
After he sat down, he raised his foot and gently kicked the young eunuch who was kneeling beside him. "What are you still doing here? Why don't you go back and report to the Empress Dowager?"
The young eunuch looked up blankly, "But the Second Prince hasn't agreed yet..."
"How tactless!" Wang Fugui glared at him, hinting, "The Empress Dowager has spoken personally. Our Second Prince is so filial and respectful of his elders, how could he not go? Hurry up and tell the Empress Dowager the good news."
The young eunuch shuddered and immediately got up from the ground.
He first glanced at the handsome and cold Zhao Xuanyin who didn't speak, and then he said with a stammer, "Yes... yes. I'll go right away."
The young eunuch trotted out of the palace. Zhao Xuanyin leaned back against the pearwood chair, twirling the jade ring on his index finger. "Eunuch Wang, when did this prince say he was leaving?"
He lowered his head slightly, and the hair beside his ears fell, covering most of his handsome face, while also blocking the light and casting a shadow over him.
There was a kind of ice in his voice that hadn't melted for a thousand years, which made people tremble with fear.
"Your Highness." Wang Fugui changed his casual manner and sat up straight. "The Queen Mother and the Empress have personally ordered that you arrange a marriage before the Third Prince's wedding."
"They said they must ask the servants to invite you over." He emphasized the word 'please'. "Your Highness, please go."
Wang Fugui is one of the eunuch stewards around the emperor. There are only three eunuch stewards in total, and their status is not low.
No matter what rank the officials in the court were, they had to flatter them when they saw them. They would rather offend their colleagues than offend the emperor's "lackeys".
Zhao Xuanyin played with the jade ring, his voice flat and emotionless, "So? This prince does not want to go."
"Your Highness, you didn't show up last time." Wang Fugui had long anticipated this outcome and began to persuade, "You should also know that the prince can only start building a prince's residence outside the palace after he has an engagement."
"Your Highness, the Third Prince will be married after the New Year... The First Prince married and left the palace two years ago, and you still haven't... The ladies are getting a little anxious. Who would marry after their brother?"
This paragraph has become a cliché for Wang Fugui. He finished speaking skillfully, paused, and thought about how to continue persuading.
"This old servant knows that Your Highness..."
Zhao Xuanyin slowly stood up and said, "Let's go."
"You want...eh?" Wang Fugui was stunned. He didn't expect that after he said a few words, this difficult-to-persuade master agreed.
He quickly came to his senses and stepped aside, saying, "Excellent! I will lead Your Highness there right away."
Zhao Xuanyin glanced at him and said, "Please stop smiling, it's too much."
"Yes, yes." Wang Fugui restrained his smile, and the whisk in his hand swayed slightly, "Your Highness, please."
Zhao Xuanyin's tone was indistinguishable from his joy or anger, "My third brother's wife is here too?"
Wang Fugui's heart skipped a beat, and he spoke slowly, "Yes, the Third Imperial Concubine will also be here today."
"We haven't even had the wedding yet," Zhao Xuanyin said sarcastically, "and you've already invited the Third Imperial Consort?"
Wang Fugui: ...Didn't you say she's my third brother's wife? So, my third brother's wife is fine, but not my third imperial consort?
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Wen Liyu would come to the palace every now and then, and walk on the road to the Imperial Garden according to her memory, feeling familiar with it.
This banquet happened to coincide with the time when the flowers in the Imperial Garden were in full bloom.
When the Queen Mother saw the flowers blooming so beautifully, she immediately decided to hold the banquet in the Imperial Garden.
Along the way, Wen Liyu met many people who were enjoying the flowers and scenery. As soon as she arrived at the banquet venue, many of her "close friends" came up to her.
Most of the people who come to the banquet are unmarried girls. They are accompanied by married women who help lead the way and look after them.
"Hey, isn't this my Third Emperor's sister-in-law who's not yet married?" A young woman in gorgeous clothes, surrounded by many people, approached with a haughty attitude. "Why don't you just wait until the banquet starts before coming?"
Wen Liyu was speechless for a moment. "If there's no servant around the eldest princess to remind you of the time, how about I ask the Queen Mother for permission and send you a maid who understands your instructions?"
"Who doesn't have servants?" Princess Zhao Xinyue glared at him with her beautiful eyes and snorted disdainfully, "Just wait."
"I want to see how long you can remain so proud." She left with a half-truth and proudly took her family and friends away.
Wen Liyu raised her eyebrows slightly, "Oh wow."
"Could it be you?" She looked at the eldest princess's back thoughtfully, "who gave aphrodisiacs to the heroine of the original novel and her own brother?"
"This princess shouldn't be so stupid."
Wen Liyu didn't wait for the system's response, but heard a "beep" sound instead.
System: "The male protagonist's identity has been successfully untied... Randomly changing... Changed successfully."
"The host's strategy hero has been changed to: Zhao Xuanyin."
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