Chapter 171 Like the Son of God
Lu Yanxin picked up a cup of Qionghua wine and took a big sip, then smacked his lips and said "ah" happily, then glanced at the opposite side slowly, answering and explaining:
"Oh, you mean Prince Jingrong! He is Su Yuan's fiancé, but it's normal that you don't know him since you haven't been in the capital for many years."
"Prince Jingrong's mother is your majesty's sworn sister, the Queen of Nanyou in Jiangzhou. Your majesty only named this adopted son a prince a few months ago. Even I only found out about it not long ago!"
Lu Shengling narrowed his narrow eyes, his gaze became darker than before, and he murmured:
"She has a fiancé."
Lu Yanxin uttered a sigh and shook his head:
"Well, more than that, Su Yuan's daughter is already several months old, and this Prince Jingrong will be the fourth child in her family."
Lu Shengling pursed his lips tightly into a straight line and did not speak again.
He raised his eyes and quickly glanced at the opposite side, then lowered his head, picked up the wine on the table and drank it all without saying a word.
The sun sets.
The earth was bathed in the colorful clouds of the afterglow, and the evening breeze gently brought waves of the fragrance of elegant bamboo. After three rounds of wine, Emperor Fengwu, who was at the top, slowly raised his wine glass, raised it to the people below, and said with a smile:
"Haha, today is a double celebration. It is not only the Qionglin Banquet I prepared for the new Jinshi, but also the celebration banquet for the Lu family army."
"Come, I offer a toast to everyone present. It will be my honor to have you assist me in both civil and military affairs in Fengqi in the future."
When the loyal master said this, all the ministers said "I dare not", and then stood up one by one and returned a glass of wine to Emperor Fengwu. The whole banquet was about to come to an end.
Outside the palace gate.
It was dusk and a cool breeze was blowing.
Su Yuan's wide sleeves were rustling in the wind. She pressed the fabric with her hand and glanced at the man hiding behind her.
Then he looked up at the gentle woman in front of him, raised the corners of his lips slightly, and smiled faintly:
"Sister Shi'an, let Qiubai stay with me at the Su Mansion tonight. If you are worried about him, you can come with me. It just so happens that I have free time in the next two days."
"You've been in Beijing for more than a month. I've been busy with my studies and haven't gotten to spend time with you. Why don't you take this opportunity to come to my house for a drink?"
After hearing this, Ji Shian immediately went to look at his brother who was hiding behind the woman. He knew in his heart that it must be this person who came up with this idea.
Otherwise, given Su Yuan's personality, it would be impossible for him to bring up such an inappropriate thing with her for no reason.
Thinking of this, she sighed.
My younger brother is not a person who is content with what he has to endure. Today, he attended the Qionglin Banquet as he wished, but there will be nothing to restrain him tomorrow.
He will surely return to his previous unruly state immediately. It would be better to ask Su Yuan to take him back. After all, she is a sensible woman and will not let Ji Qiubai do whatever he wants.
Of course, she thought this not because she felt sorry for her priceless amber wine.
When he thought about the wine that he was reluctant to drink, but Ji Qiubai used it to mess around, Ji Shian immediately nodded to the woman in front of him:
"Okay, then Qiu Bai will trouble Sister Su. As for me, I will not go to the Su Mansion. Tomorrow I will continue to supervise the work of the Prince's Mansion awarded by His Majesty. I will try to get this done before your wedding."
Yes, even if Ji Qiubai was gone, her unfortunate sister would still have to supervise him and watch the craftsmen renovate the Prince's Mansion that His Majesty had awarded a month ago according to the style he requested.
It was simply unbearable to think about. The more she thought about it, the more she felt that she had sold herself completely to Ji Qiubai. What was going on?
opposite.
Su Yuan nodded slightly, but before she could answer Ji Shian's question, she caught a glimpse of a figure not far away, rushing towards them.
She subconsciously pulled Ji Qiubai behind her and took a step back, then raised her eyes to look at the person who came.
When Su Yuan saw who was coming at her with big strides, she frowned, took two steps forward, and asked:
"Qing Er, what happened?"
The other side.
When Su Qinger saw his master walking towards him, he suddenly stopped his fast steps.
Listen to Su Yuan's questions.
She lowered her head and took two deep breaths. After a while, she looked up at the woman in front of her and spoke quickly and anxiously:
"Master, Sanlangjun is about to give birth. Please follow me back to the mansion to take a look."
Su Yuan's cold eyes widened slightly, he nodded twice quickly, and started to go back home with Su Qinger.
After a moment, she seemed to remember something, lowered her eyes to look at the hand she was holding with Ji Qiubai, and said quickly to the man:
"Tell Shi'an to bring you to the Su Mansion tomorrow. I have to go back to the mansion to accompany Yuezhong in giving birth soon, so I can't take care of you for the time being."
After that, she lowered her voice and added:
"Be good and don't cry."
He turned around and followed Su Qinger, quickly got on his own carriage and rode away.
Suddenly, only Ji Shian and his sister were left there. Ji Shian glanced at the woman's hurriedly leaving back, and then cast his gaze on Ji Qiubai, who lowered his head and looked a little lost.
I don’t know whether my brother is jealous because Su Yuan is about to have another child, or he is sad because he can’t go back home with his fiancée.
She didn't say much to comfort him.
He just reached out and patted the man on the back, then led Ji Qiubai, who was hanging his head like a puppy abandoned by his owner, and slowly got on the carriage back to the palace.
At the same time.
Inside the palace gate separated only by a wall.
Lu Shengling glanced indifferently at the jade box in the palace attendant's hand, his sharp eyes narrowed slightly, and his tone was half-smile, he said leisurely:
"Oh, this general and the Second Princess have never had any friendship, why did she send me a gift?"
The palace attendant pursed his lips and whispered:
"I don't know. The Second Princess only said that she is ill in bed. It is a pity that she cannot attend the palace banquet today, but she cannot fail to show her appreciation, so she sent a special servant to deliver a gift."
Lu Shengling smiled faintly and nodded:
"I, the general, already know your intentions. As for the gift... you can send it back. Oh, and thank me for it. Just say that I have received a reward from His Majesty, so there is no need for the Second Princess to spend money on it."
After hearing this, the palace attendant looked at the jade box in his hand in embarrassment, bit his lip and said:
"Yes, I understand."
He had already delivered the things, but General Lu refused to accept them.
You can’t blame yourself for this!
Hanzhang Palace.
Red candles were burning brightly in the bedroom, the lights were on, the low-hanging curtains were reflected in a hazy and semi-transparent light, and the faint aroma of medicine filled the entire room.
On the bed.
A woman in only a white underdress was leaning against the head of the bed.
She held a painting in her hand as if it were a treasure. As her pale and skinny fingers continued to move across the paper, the face of the person in the painting appeared more clearly and vividly before her.
Just see, on the painting.
The man was dressed in a snow-white coat. He was about fourteen or fifteen years old, but he was extremely handsome. His long eyebrows were like distant dark mountains, his eyes shone coldly like the moon, and his thin lips were cut like willow leaves. It seemed that his face contained a radiant aura and hid the spirit of heaven and earth.
However, this is not the most eye-catching point.
Having said that, the woman slowly moved her fingers away from the man's brow.
What caught the eye was the bright red cinnabar mole that looked like blood, which added a touch of holiness and elegance to the man's simple face, making him look immortal and timeless, as if the Son of God had descended to the earth.
See here.
The woman's tender eyes suddenly became vague. She didn't know whether the man had accepted the gift she sent. After a moment, she shook her head. According to the man's aloof and arrogant personality, he would probably return it!
after all……
She had kept the person deep in her heart for eight years, but the number of times she met him was very few.
Oh--
I guess they don't even remember what she looks like.
But it's also true that she is just a sickly princess, and that man is an unattainable god far away in the sky. How could he care about you mortals?
Think of what mortals say.
Feng Yejing let out a sarcastic laugh from the tip of her nose, her voice so soft and mocking that it was barely audible, and she murmured:
"Everyone else is drunk, but I am sober."
"The world is a fool."
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