After a while, Jun Zechen arrived leisurely.
His eyes turned and he immediately saw the woman in a mint green dress standing at the door.
Su Jingyao's exquisite face is like a carefully crafted work of art, making people unable to help but take a few more glances.
With a graceful figure, light and graceful, no matter where she stands, she seems to be the focus of everyone's attention, attracting everyone's attention.
The dress that Su Jingyao was wearing was specially made by him using brocade selected from his private warehouse.
The first time, Jun Zechen just asked Anshun to send over an ordinary folk dress.
Anshun reported that when the clothes were delivered to her, it was Miaoyun who was beside her who took them over. When Miaoyun touched the texture of the clothes, she frowned slightly and said that Su Jingyao's skin was too delicate and she could not wear such rough clothes.
In fact, the clothes and skirts sent by Anshun were not rough in texture. They were ordinary clothes that young ladies in Beijing would buy and wear.
However, Su Jingyao always wore dresses made of brocade, so Miaoyun cleverly declined on her master's behalf.
When Anshun went to report to the prince, he felt it was difficult to speak.
After much hesitation, he finally gritted his teeth and told the story again. The gist of it was that the dress sent was of poor quality and Concubine Su could not wear it.
Jun Zechen had naturally also experienced the delicate and soft body of a young woman.
At that time, he frowned slightly and fell into deep thought. I wonder if the little woman would think that he, the prince, was stingy and that the dresses he sent her were not as good as the ones she had in her boudoir.
After spending these days together, he had a deeper understanding of the luxurious life of the Su family's daughter.
So later Jun Zechen specially asked someone to use the brocade in his private warehouse to make a folk-style dress, which is the one Su Jingyao is wearing today.
When Ling Yue saw Jun Zechen coming, she hurriedly stepped forward with a smile. She bowed slightly and said respectfully, "Your Highness, I pay my respects to you."
Her voice was clear and pleasant, ringing in Jun Zechen's ears, and his thoughts were slightly withdrawn.
When Ling Yue is outside and interacting with Jun Zechen, she will be more polite in addressing him.
Today, Ling Yue is wearing a red skirt. The bright color makes her look more energetic.
Every time she was taken out of the palace, she preferred to wear these eye-catching colors.
Su Jingyao followed behind Ling Yue. She also slowly walked forward, bowed slightly, and performed a shallow salute.
"I pay my respects to Your Highness."
"Get up."
Jun Zechen took Ling Yue and Su Jingyao onto the carriage at a leisurely pace. He sat calmly in the middle, with an upright posture, exuding an air of majesty.
Ling Yue and Su Jingyao sat on either side of him.
Su Jingyao sat quietly aside, her eyes clear and peaceful, quiet and without excessive movements.
Ling Yue seemed particularly active. Her words kept pouring out like a string of cannonballs, with a smile on her face and her eyes sparkling with anticipation.
"Aze, I heard there are many wonderful performances in today's bustling event, including float parades, flower fairs, red viewing, etc. It's really exciting!"
After that, she turned to look at Su Jingyao and asked with a smile: "Sister stays in the capital all year round, do you participate in the Flower Festival every year?"
Su Jingyao smiled and said, "Yes, every year during the Flower Festival, my brother would take me out to play."
"I grew up in the outskirts of the Great Wall. I missed the Flower Festival the first year I came back. Last year was the first time I attended it. It was the first time I felt such a lively festival in the capital."
As Ling Yue spoke, she shook her body unconsciously, and the hairpin on her head swayed with her.
After hearing this, Su Jingyao's eyes flashed with longing.
"I have seen the prosperity of the capital, but I have never seen the frontiers that my sister talked about. I have only seen the scenery of the frontiers in books, 'the sky and the earth howl, the horse gallops in the west wind'. I often sigh at the tragic heroism of the heroes in the frontiers, because it is their protection that makes the capital prosperous."
Ling Yue has loved wielding swords and guns since she was young, and she has not had much exposure to poetry, so she does not know the specific meaning of the poem that Su Jingyao said.
Although she lived outside the Great Wall, as a woman and her father was a general guarding the frontier, she herself had never actually set foot on the battlefield.
For her, the frontier is a place where she can ride her horse freely without being bound by cumbersome rules. It is what her heart desires.
But for the soldiers at the border, the area beyond the Great Wall is a place they have to take responsibility for and protect.
Ling Yue said casually: "I will tell you in detail about the scenery outside the Great Wall later. How can the book describe such a magnificent scenery?"
Su Jingyao showed a happy smile on her face, "Yes, reading thousands of books is not as good as traveling thousands of miles. I really envy you for your broad knowledge."
"Hahaha, I will prepare some fine wine from outside the Great Wall for my sister to drink together."
"Thank you, sister."
Jun Zechen listened quietly to their conversation and was very pleased that they got along so well with each other. They were both kind and pure-hearted.
He didn't want the two of them to be on opposite sides, and it was best for them to live in harmony like they were now.
However, Jun Zechen just realized from the conversation between the two how one-sided his previous understanding was.
He once thought that the noble ladies who lived a life of luxury in the capital would never know the sadness and desolation of the border.
But now it seems that even Ling Yue, who grew up outside the Great Wall, cannot truly empathize with the difficulties faced by the soldiers.
If possible, no one would yearn for the outside world. What the soldiers desire most is always the warmth of home, the familiar land and the embrace of their loved ones.
Jun Zechen realized these things only after he actually went to the battlefield.
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