Chapter 287: The Lady of the Marquisate vs. the Younger Prince 30
Zhao Baozhen wore a pink and purple middle garment with a gold brocade double-breasted jacket on the outside. She wore a loose green lotus leaf skirt embroidered with large lotus flowers. When the skirt was spread out, it fluttered in the wind.
She wore a gold and ruby butterfly hairpin on her head and matching earrings. She was shining with gold and looked quite wealthy.
Zhao Baozhen pounced over like a butterfly, poking her fingers, her cheeks flushed, staring at Jing Yu shyly, and even her voice became a little sweeter.
"I'm Zhao Baozhen, and my father is the Minister of Revenue. At the Queen's Spring Festival Banquet, His Highness clearly saw me, and he even praised my beautiful clothes. There were so many people around that day, but His Highness only spoke to Zhen'er, and Zhen'er was so embarrassed!"
Zhao Baozhen covered her face, and even her ears turned red when she thought of the way the Third Prince smiled at her that day.
The Third Prince is so handsome, and most importantly, he has a gentle temperament. He is clean and tidy, and he doesn’t even have a maid. There is no other such a good marriage in the whole capital.
Even her usually serious father did not stop her from going out to find the Third Prince. Her mother knew that the Third Prince had praised her clothes, so she put even more effort into dressing her up. If she could marry the Third Prince, her father and mother would be relieved.
Speaking of the Minister of Revenue, Jing Yu finally remembered that the Minister of Revenue had only one daughter, who had been pampered since childhood. Zhao Baozhen was indeed one of the candidates chosen by his mother for the prince's consort.
It was called a Spring Festival Banquet, but in fact it was a blind date meeting prepared for him by his mother!
When he was brought out by his mother, all the women stared at him, which scared him.
Zhao Baozhen was dressed like a colorful peacock, with seven or eight colors all over her body and a bright red face, which was really impactful.
When his mother insisted on asking him what he thought of these noble ladies, he pointed at Zhao Baozhen and said, "This dress is really... colorful, not like the style of the noble ladies in the capital."
The noble ladies in Beijing all regard being low-key and restrained as beauty, and they pay attention to being subtle. No one really dresses like this.
His original intention was to make a sarcastic remark and end the party in a bad mood, so that his mother would not always arrange these boring parties for him. At that time, Sister Huan had just married into the Xuanwu Marquis Mansion, and he was very sad, so he had no mood to deal with these people.
Maybe he was being too tactful, or maybe Zhao Baozhen's brain wasn't working well, she actually thought he was praising her and kept chattering to him.
The queen mother just laughed and didn't help him, so he could only leave with a cold face.
From then on, he became more cautious. Whenever his mother held a banquet, he never showed up and avoided meeting those women.
Zhao Baozhen was noisy as usual, and she said to herself: "Brother Yu, you are so busy. Every time Zhen'er went to the palace to pay respects to the Queen, you were not there. My mother said that you will be the crown prince in the future and you must have a lot of things to do. She told me not to worry and not to delay your work."
"But I want to see you. I heard that you often come to Penglai Restaurant, so I often wait here. I finally see you. It is said that Penglai Restaurant is the property of His Majesty. Penglai welcomes guests and the world is at peace. Brother Yu, are you here to dine? I have booked a private room on the third floor. Can we dine together?"
Jing Yu's head hurt from the noise. He preferred smart and gentle women like Sister Huan, and he really couldn't stand the noise from the Zhao family girl.
I don’t know how Minister Zhao taught his daughter. She is so stupid and has no sense at all.
Jing Yu was afraid that Miss Zhao didn't understand, so he said directly: "Not good! Men and women should not touch each other, Miss Zhao, please stay away from me. I have something else to do, please don't bother me."
A hint of disappointment flashed across Zhao Baozhen's eyes, but she quickly cheered up again and said with a smile:
"It's okay. I won't disturb you if you have something to do. The Queen intends for me to be the prince's consort. We should cultivate our relationship in advance. My mother said that blind marriage is not good. We must be in love with each other."
"Your Highness, whenever you are free, I can come to see you. I have plenty of time anyway."
Jing Yu took a deep breath and explained again: "My mother didn't choose you to be the prince's consort. She just wanted me to get married. There are so many noble ladies in the capital, there are many people to choose from."
Zhao Baozhen was very confident. "There are so many noble ladies. As long as I talk to you, they won't dare to approach you. We will be closer. I'm not bad. The Queen is very satisfied with me. You will definitely like me too."
"My mother said that a favored son of heaven like Your Highness would be busy with state affairs outside and just want to relax for a while when he gets home. I have a good temper and good looks, and anyone who sees me is happy. It would be most appropriate for Your Highness to marry me."
Jing Yu really broadened his horizons. It seems that Minister Zhao is the only normal person in the Zhao family. Madam Zhao and Miss Zhao are not very smart.
The carriage team moved forward a little further, and Jing Yu was closer to Ji Yunhuan. He looked at Zhao Baozhen coldly and warned her, "Don't bother me anymore. I don't like people with stupid brains! I won't like you either!"
After Jing Yu finished speaking, he walked past Zhao Baozhen and headed towards Ji Yunhuan's carriage.
Zhao Baozhen felt a little sad when she heard this. She sniffed and was about to cry.
The maidservant next to her felt sorry for the young lady, so she consoled her, "Madam has already said that if a woman pursues a man, it's easy to get him. There is no other woman around the Third Prince. As long as the young lady persists, the Third Prince will be moved by her one day. Isn't that how our Madam won over the master?"
Zhao Baozhen nodded vigorously, "Fei Cui, you are right! I won't give up!"
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In the carriage, Ji Yunhuan saw everything that happened before. Shiqin carefully observed the lady's expression and spoke carefully:
"Miss Zhao is dressed like a butterfly, with no sense of beauty. The Third Prince would not like such a woman."
Ji Yun smiled and said, "What kind of woman the Third Prince likes is none of my business."
Jing Yu finally squeezed in front of Ji Yunhuan's carriage, and his outstretched hand froze in place. It turned out that Sister Huan really had no feelings for him at all.
Whether he likes other women or not, whether he gets married or not, Sister Huan doesn’t care at all.
The driver called out "Third Prince", and Jing Yu came back to his senses. What on earth was he expecting? Sister Huan only treated him as a friend, and he knew that a long time ago.
He should be content to be able to get along with Sister Huan like this.
Jing Yu opened the carriage curtain and smiled warmly at Ji Yunhuan, "Let me help you get down. There are so many people here, and I don't know how long the carriage will be stuck. I'll take you in through the side door, so you won't be squeezed in with all these people."
"Okay, thank you, Your Highness."
Ji Yunhuan responded and bent down to get off the carriage. She followed the rules and etiquette and did not hold Jing Yu's hand.
Jing Yu showed disappointment, he knew that Sister Huan would not let him help her.
The coachman put down the sedan chair, and when Ji Yunhuan stepped on it, he lost his balance, his body tilted, and he fell towards Jing Yu!
Jing Yu immediately caught Sister Huan, and the moment their skin touched, he suddenly heard a clear voice.
[It turns out that Jing Yu is old enough to get married. Yes, he will be eighteen next year, and it is time for him to get married. Miss Zhao is lively, innocent and straightforward. Jing Yu... does he like Miss Zhao a little?]
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