Chapter 45 Wen Xingluo stares at Xie Guanlan's waist
Cuicui was curious: "Miss, what book did the prince give you? Why do you look like you've seen a ghost? Your face is so red, did you put on too much rouge?"
Wen Xingluo put on a stern face and silently put the book back into the brocade box.
What book did Xie Guanlan give?
What he gave was a book called "Spring Palace Fire-Preventing Picture"!
He actually still remembered the conversation in the palace study:
——I didn’t expect that Miss Wen likes to read this kind of book.
——The content is wonderful, I like it very much and yearn for it.
Wen Xingluo was speechless and could only wave his hand: "Lock it in the bookcase and don't take it out."
Cuicui locked the book and asked naively, "By the way, do you want to use the birthday gift that the second young master gave Miss last night?"
Wen Xingluo was silent.
Xie Yanchen gave her a cushion woven from the hair of the Wen brothers and sisters.
It's so creepy just looking at it, how could I possibly use it?
She ordered, "Burn it quietly, don't let anyone see it."
After dressing up, Wen Xingluo went to Wansong Courtyard to pay her respects to the old empress dowager.
When she came over, Nanny Chen was leading the maids to place breakfast on the table: "Miss, you have arrived at the right time. The prince has just arrived."
Xie Guanlan sat on the official hat chair by the window and drank tea.
He was on a day off today, and was wearing a dark red satin suit with a jade belt around his waist. He had broad shoulders and a narrow waist, and his long legs stretched out casually, with a lazy and dignified posture.
Wen Xingluo looked at his waist, and the "Spring Palace Fire-Preventing Picture" that he opened this morning emerged in his mind.
There are two pictures on that page, showing men and women in the styles of "Diao Chan Worshiping the Moon" and "Dragon and Phoenix Playing", which seem to test the man's waist strength.
I guess after Xie Guanlan took off his clothes, his waist would be even more capable than the man described in the book...
"Starfall."
The old concubine came out from the inner room and called out lovingly.
Wen Xingluo came back to his senses, realized what he had just been thinking, and couldn't help but take a deep breath.
She walked over and supported the old concubine: "Grandma."
"Why is your face so red?" the old concubine asked with concern. "Do you have a fever? Although it is spring, the temperature difference between morning and evening is huge. You must remember to put on more clothes in time."
Wen Xingluo's cheeks flushed, and she lowered her eyes: "Thank you for your concern, grandma. Xingluo will take good care of herself."
The old concubine took the brocade box from Nanny Chen and stuffed it into her arms: "You celebrated your birthday two days ago, why didn't you tell me, Grandmother? This is a birthday gift from Grandmother for you. Take a look and see if you like it."
Inside the brocade box is a complete set of gold enamel filigree head ornaments, which are dazzling and priceless.
Wen Xingluo stood up to thank the old concubine, but was held back by her: "Don't be so polite! When I woke up this morning, I heard that Ziheng also sent someone to Xiejinyuan to deliver something. I wonder what it was?"
Xie Guanlan said softly, "Grandma, I gave you a picture album. My sister loves it and often tosses and turns longingly for it."
Wen Xingluo: “…”
She has no desire for it!
The old concubine became interested: "Oh? What kind of picture album is so attractive? Xingluo, when you finish reading it, why not bring it to me to have a look?"
Wen Xingluo: “…”
Not at all.
Xie Guanlan took a sip of tea, and the word "Xingluo" rolled around between his lips and teeth, but it sounded unfamiliar when he pronounced it.
He suddenly asked, "Does your sister have a nickname?"
The old concubine scolded: "Those people in the Wen family are selfish. They only know how to treat your sister like a slave. How could they care to give her a nickname? If Ziheng is willing, you can give your sister one."
Xie Guanlan looked at Wen Xingluo.
The girl is like an apple that has not yet fully reddened at the turn of spring and summer. Two fresh crabapple flowers of deep red and light pink are pinned on the side of her bun. The silver butterfly hidden in her hair is light, delicate and exquisite, but it is far less lively and bright than the sparkling and lively look in her eyes.
The way he stays with his grandmother can truly be described as well-behaved.
From now on, she will belong to the palace.
Xie Guanlan stroked the teacup and said, "May autumn bring peace and winter happiness, and may Yongle bring peace and tranquility. For my sister, you might choose 'Ningning' as her nickname."
"This is good." The old concubine looked at the girl in her arms with joy and love, "Do you like it?"
Wen Xingluo complained inwardly: She even has a nickname. When she goes out and people ask her about it, they will find out that it was Xie Guanlan who gave her the nickname. Wouldn't they praise her and Xie Guanlan for their excellent brother-sister relationship?
When the time comes, if she says that she didn't know Xie Guanlan was planning a rebellion, no one will believe her!
She steeled herself and smiled sweetly, "Grandma, I like it very much. Thank you, eldest brother, for the name."
Xie Guanlan added, "I have already started arranging for you to be included in the family tree."
Wen Xingluo: “…”
I heard that the execution of nine generations of a clan was based on the family tree.
Xie Guanlan really doesn't want to let her go!
Xie Guanlan smiled: "Is my sister happy?"
Wen Xingluo: “Hehe.”
Xie Guanlan was very efficient. He said he would put her on the family tree in the morning, and in the afternoon he invited the King of Zhenbei and his clan relatives to the ancestral hall of the palace.
Just when Wen Xingluo was in despair, Wei Si suddenly appeared.
She didn't allow Wen Xingluo to be included in the Xie family tree.
Xie Jing took the cloak distressedly and carefully wrapped it around her shoulders: "Why don't you want to do it, Princess?"
Wei Si said coldly, "Our marriage may not last forever. We can only live one day at a time. Why bother with all this?"
Her body was as white as snow, her hair was as cold and elegant as clouds and mist, and although she had given birth to five children, she was still stunningly beautiful, like a fairy concubine who had walked out of Mount Wushan.
Even though the Xie family didn't like her, they couldn't help but secretly look at her a few more times.
Xie Jing was a tall and strong man with a broad back and a strong waist. He was a prince who controlled 300,000 troops in the southwest.
But in front of Wei Si, he was inexplicably less arrogant.
He said with a smile: "I am deeply in love with Si Si and cannot extricate myself. We want to be husband and wife for life. Why can't our marriage last? Good Si Si, please give me a chance to love my daughter!"
Xie Shian looked at his father's useless appearance and couldn't help but whisper to Wen Xingluo, "My father is like a lickspittle. He's so old and still calls her 'Sisi'. He doesn't even think it's corny!"
Faced with Xie Jing's advances, Wei Si remained indifferent: "If the prince insists on writing her name in the family tree, I will divorce the prince today."
Xie Jing's eyes suddenly widened: "No! Si Si, I would rather die than divorce you!"
Wei Si ignored him and turned away.
"Sisi! Sisi!"
Xie Jing was in so much pain that he didn't care about Wen Xingluo and hurried to chase Wei Si.
After the commotion, Wen Xingluo breathed a sigh of relief as he no longer had to be written into the Xie family tree.
She looked at Xie Guanlan, who was looking through the family tree.
He turned to the page about Xie Jing.
Not only did Wen Xingluo's name not appear in the family tree, but even Wei Si's name did not appear.
Xie Shian was bewildered: "Xingluo, didn't your mother marry my father? Why is her name not on the family tree? Doesn't she want you to be included in the royal family tree, and doesn't want herself to be included? No way, doesn't your mother like my father at all? Although my father is sloppy, rough, old, doesn't take a bath, and has no romantic sense, he's not that bad... Well, he is indeed pretty bad. If I were a woman, I wouldn't like him either. Besides, your mother looks like a fairy..."
Wen Xingluo and Xie Guanlan's gazes coincidentally fell outside the ancestral hall.
Outside the ancestral hall, Xie Jing chased Wei Si farther and farther away.
Wei Si...
Why don’t you want to be included in the royal family tree?
Is it that he simply doesn't like Xie Jing, or is there something else going on?
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