On duty today are Zhizhi and Songer.
Song'er was bending over to fill the inner room with calming incense, which was Li's request.
Zhizhi stepped forward and took off He Xuan's fur coat and undressed him.
The first thing He Xuan did when he returned home was to take a bath. He was often running around outside, and the smell was not pleasant.
Zhizhi was short and stumbled a little when undressing He Xuan. Seeing He Xuan's lowered eyes, she bit her lip and looked up, then quietly and fearfully asked He Xuan to bend down.
"My Lord, I can't reach your shoulders."
Her tone was pitiful, and her expression was suddenly filled with ripples, as if she would burst into tears in the next second.
He Xuan then remembered that the maid who had served him before was kicked out by him.
He was tall, and when he lowered his head he could only see a part of the maid named Zhizhi's fair, round and full forehead and small, delicate nose.
It looks very beautiful.
He Xuan's eyes looked strange for a moment. Why didn't he notice that Zhizhi had such a good look before?
But because of the bed-climbing incident, these maids felt awkward and afraid even to look at him.
He Xuan relaxed his shoulders, took it off by himself, and then dismissed the maid in the room.
"No, I can do it myself."
After Zhizhi and Song'er understood that there was nothing left for them to do, they went back to their room to rest.
First-class maids all have their own private rooms.
Moreover, He Xuan's place is sparsely populated and quiet, and there is no need for a maid to sleep on the floor outside to accompany him, so it is an excellent job.
The original body came in by accident.
Song'er and Bai'er are family-born children. Like Zhizhi, they dare not have any false thoughts about He Xuan, so the relationship between them is pretty good.
Early the next morning.
The sound of swords swinging could be heard from Xuanhe Hall.
Zhizhi sat quietly for a while, and heard He Xuanwei, who had been practicing for an hour, panting and asking the servant to pour him some water and wipe his body.
After breakfast, he would go to the Dali Temple to report for duty.
Two days passed like this.
It was supposed to be the day Zhizhi left the house, but Mrs. Li remained silent.
In the evening, Diancui came to find her and said that the eldest lady had not found a suitable maid yet, so she asked Zhizhi to wait until spring to leave the house.
"The eldest lady said that you are loyal and attentive to the prince, so this is a reward for you."
Zhizhi naturally would not refuse the extra income.
Zhizhi agreed and took the gold leaf from Diancui's hand.
When Li saw Diancui return, she casually asked a few questions and then stopped caring about Zhizhi. Her current concern wasn't about climbing into bed, but about something much bigger.
He Xuan is already twenty-one years old, but he has no intention of getting married.
When she was eighteen, she had arranged for He Xuan to have the daughter of an eighth-rank official as a concubine, but He Xuan sent her back in the blink of an eye.
The subsequent attempts were all rejected.
Li recalled He Xuan's childhood and said with a sad face,
"He hates me!"
He hated her for breaking up a pair of lovebirds and letting her sick cousin marry the son of the Minister of Personnel, which led to her cousin losing her husband and son.
Now Chen Qin's husband died suddenly of illness, and the fetus in her womb was miscarried, making her a famous young widow in the capital.
The servants had seen He Xuan running around for Shangshu Mansion's affairs several times, especially when a flower thief appeared in Shangshu Mansion some time ago. He Xuan even ordered martial law in the whole city, and was later caught by the censors and impeached.
Fortunately, He Xuan had the emperor's support, so the matter was easily covered.
Her mouth felt bitter.
If she had known this earlier, why would she break up He Xuan and Chen Qin?
Chen Qin's parents died early, and he lived in the Rongguo Marquis' Mansion when he was young. He was good-looking but frail, so Li looked down on him.
But now the scandal between He Xuan and Chen Qin is making a big fuss. Li is so upset that she wishes she could go back to the time when she took Chen Qin into He Xuan's room and make her a concubine.
Li was beating her chest and stamping her feet, unable to do anything about He Xuan. Nanny Wang, her personal wet nurse, lifted the curtain and came in from outside, saying to Li,
"The coming-of-age ceremony for the second daughter of the Prime Minister's family is approaching, and I've sent a special invitation to invite the Madam to attend."
The second daughter of the Prime Minister's Mansion was the wife that Li chose for He Xuan.
Although she is a little young, she is known as a talented woman in the boudoir. She is beautiful, good at housekeeping, and knows how to act. She is an excellent candidate for a wife.
I heard that Li was unwilling to call Diancui,
"When will Xuan'er return home these days?"
"Madam, the prince often comes home at midnight."
The Crown Prince is the treasure in Li's palm. Although the relationship between mother and son has faded due to their childhood events, Li is still He Xuan's mother after all.
During his rest days, the prince still came to pay his respects to Li regularly.
Li calculated the date. The coming-of-age ceremony at the Prime Minister's Mansion would be held in six days, and He Xuan happened to be on leave at that time.
She had an idea in her mind.
Six days later, she ordered Diancui to go to Xuanhe Hall early in the morning.
…
Zhizhi didn't have to be on duty that day, so it was only the next day when Song'er told her that the eldest lady wanted He Xuan to leave temporarily to go to the Prime Minister's Mansion to watch the ceremony.
He Xuan was halfway there when he realized what Li meant. With a cold face, he whipped Li and sent her to the gate of the Prime Minister's Mansion before leaving.
Li was left alone with a stiff face as she was welcomed into the mansion by the servants.
Afterwards, the relationship between mother and son took a sharp turn for the worse.
However, He Xuan did not return until the next morning.
At that time, Zhizhi was getting up and working in the small kitchen to prepare breakfast for He Xuan.
He Xuan, who was cold all over, strode past her with a frosty face, apparently still angry.
Zhizhi waved away the servants and brought the meal in.
Inside the room, He Xuan was taking off his outer coat, his face expressionless. He was used to trying cases in the Dali Temple, and there was a cold and hard look between his brows that made him look intimidating without even getting angry.
Others couldn't help but feel terrified when they saw it.
But Zhizhi looked calm as usual, she just lowered her head slightly and carefully arranged the dishes one by one.
He Xuan ate much better than she had in the morning. She had bird's nest porridge, crystal crab dumplings, mutton pie and two side dishes. She handled them with care and He Xuan didn't notice at first.
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