Chapter 257 Do you still like Xie Guanlan now?
Xie Xuchi broke free from her hand, and when he looked back, there was already impatience in his eyes, "Don't push me too far, Imperial Concubine."
Concubine Zhang seemed not to understand.
Ever since Xie Xuchi was named the Crown Prince two years ago, she had been trying every possible way to restore their mother-son relationship with him, and had sent many good things to the Eastern Palace one after another. However, no matter how hard she tried, she could not get even a little bit of filial piety from Xie Xuchi.
She complained to the emperor privately, but the emperor smiled and said that the child was grown up and had his own ideas, so it was normal that he didn't want to get close to her.
Concubine Zhang didn't understand. How could it be normal for her son to not be close to his mother?!
She looked at Xie Xuchi with a hint of resentment in her eyes.
If her youngest son was not so incompetent and had no intention of competing for the position of crown prince, why would she be here to look at Xie Xuchi's face!
Her little son is so healthy, he is a hundred times, a thousand times, and ten thousand times better than Xie Xuchi, who was so embarrassing when he foamed at the mouth in public when he was sick as a child!
Concubine Zhang's eyes were red. "My son, you don't even want to call me 'Mother' anymore! When you were young and ignorant, you were brought to Mei Chuyi's palace. I bet she said a lot of bad things about me to you, didn't she?! She claims to love you, but now you are old enough to be the Crown Princess, and I haven't seen her arranging your marriage!"
Xie Xiang came out from nowhere.
She echoed, "My royal brother is a wise man, and he should understand mother's good intentions. Mother is currently planning a spring banquet for my and my wedding. My royal brother should be grateful for mother's painstaking efforts. Why would he help an outsider?"
"Painstaking efforts..." Xie Xuchi savored the words and couldn't help but smile. "The Imperial Concubine's painstaking efforts were to send my cousin's daughter to my bed last summer."
An unnatural look flashed across Concubine Zhang's face.
She has no one from her natal family, and she has only gradually recognized some cousins over the years.
It’s a pity that none of my cousins are promising!
For the sake of her family's future, what's wrong with her arranging for her cousin's daughter to be Xie Xuchi's concubine?
Isn't it his responsibility to support his uncle's family? !
Without waiting for her to say anything else, Xie Xuchi turned away.
Outside the palace.
Wen Yueyin was guarding the palace door. When she saw Xie Xuchi step out of the palace threshold, she was about to speak to him, but the cold look on the young man's face and the gloom in his eyes frightened her so much that she shivered and didn't dare to speak.
She watched Xie Xuchi leave and couldn't help but have some thoughts in her mind.
It turns out that the old bitch Concubine Zhang was planning a spring banquet to select a concubine for the prince.
It seems that she needs to hurry up to make new clothes and buy jewelry to attend the Spring Banquet.
If she could be chosen as the Crown Princess, wouldn't she have to worry about the rest of her life?
Wen Yueyin suddenly felt in a good mood and returned to Mingzhu Palace humming a little tune.
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Wen Xingluo had dinner in the East Palace.
Wei Ying handed her a chicken drumstick and said, "The clay figurine has been sent for firing. It will be ready tomorrow."
Wen Xingluo took a bite of the chicken leg and looked at Xie Xuchi who was sitting by the window writing at his desk.
Xie Xuchi had just returned from Concubine Zhang's palace. He didn't even eat. As soon as he came back, he asked someone to spread out the writing brush, ink, paper and inkstone on the table. He bit the pen and stared at the blank rice paper, not knowing what he was thinking.
Wen Xingluo lowered his voice curiously, "Doesn't he need dinner?"
"He's busy writing letters." Xie Zan was used to it. "He likes to write letters when he has nothing to do. Look, there's a basket full of them in my room."
Wen Xingluo followed his gaze and saw a basket of dusty letters in the corner.
Wei Ying: "I've received a few too."
Xie Zan raised an eyebrow, "What did he write to you?"
"What do you care?" Wei Ying said angrily.
Xie Zan tsk-tsk-tsked and reached out his chopsticks to pick up the chicken leg in her bowl, "Don't eat it anymore."
Wei Ying was furious and hit him back with chopsticks.
Seeing the two people fighting with each other at the table, their chopsticks hitting each other like afterimages, Wen Xingluo sighed softly.
After dinner, Xie Xuchi finally finished writing his letter.
He wrote two letters, folded them neatly and carefully, and put them in envelopes.
When Wen Xingluo said goodbye, he handed her a letter.
Wen Xingluo was surprised, "For me?"
"Yes." Xie Xuchi's voice was calm, "The other one will be sent to your second brother."
He said that and went out.
"What did the letter say?"
Wei Ying and Xie Zan came over curiously.
Wen Xingluo opened it.
Xie Xuchi had been planning this for so long, but on the huge piece of paper there were only a few words written:
——Things are expensive in the capital. If you don’t have money, you can ask A-zan for it. He is in charge of my private treasury.
Wei Ying curled her lips, "I thought you wrote something."
Wen Xingluo closed the letter, also confused.
Xie Zan, however, pulled out two silver notes from somewhere and said lazily, "Although I have parted ways with the Zhenbei Palace, you, Wen Ningning, are still my sister. I give you these two thousand taels of silver notes. Don't tell Xie Guanlan that I treated you harshly in the capital."
Anyone who has money but doesn't take it is a fool.
Wen Xingluo wanted to take it, but Wei Ying said disdainfully to Xie Zan, "Can't you put the banknotes somewhere else? They smell bad now."
Wen Xingluo suddenly remembered that Xie Zan was only wearing a cloak without sleeve pockets.
He seemed to have pulled the two banknotes out of his trousers.
Wen Xingluo was silent for a moment, then gave a polite smile, "No thanks, thank you, Third Brother."
Wen Xingluo returned to Mingzhu Palace, only to see candles lit in his mother's bedroom.
She stepped into the bedroom in surprise. Wen Yueyin was wearing her mother's palace skirt and sitting in front of the dressing mirror, applying makeup and inserting her mother's pearl hairpins into her hair.
In just a moment, a strong feeling of anger suddenly surged in Wen Xingluo's chest.
Even she has never worn her mother's pearl hairpin, why should Wen Yueyin wear it!
She snapped, "What are you doing?!"
Wen Yueyin was startled and turned around and cursed, "You want to die? You're screaming in the middle of the night!"
Wen Xingluo stepped forward and snatched the gold hairpin from her hand, "Who allowed you to touch your mother's things?! Put it back!"
"I won't!" Wen Yueyin was also annoyed. "Concubine Zhang is planning a spring banquet to select a concubine for His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. How can I be chosen if I don't dress up beautifully?! If I can't be chosen as the Crown Prince's Consort, how can I become the Queen in the future?!"
Wen Xingluo sneered, "Mother was conferred the title of Imperial Concubine, and there are regulations for her clothing and jewelry. You're just an ordinary girl, and wearing these things is beyond the rules! If you're not afraid of being beheaded, go ahead and wear them!"
Beheading...
Wen Yueyin thought that this seemed to be the case.
The jewelry in her hair was slightly hot. She took them off silently and also took off the gorgeous palace dress embroidered with hibiscus.
She snorted unwillingly, looked at Wen Xingluo's face through the bronze mirror, and asked tentatively, "Sister, will you attend the Spring Banquet? I've heard that Concubine Zhang will not only choose a concubine for the Crown Prince, but also a husband for Xie Xiang. It's called a Spring Banquet, but it's more like a matchmaking party. All the prominent young men and women in the capital will be there..."
Wen Xingluo said coldly: "I already have someone I like."
Wen Yue gossiped, "Xie Guanlan? Do you still like him now?"
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