Chapter 337: Finished
Concubine Wu Huifei sent the chief palace maid to request an audience with Zhu Huaizhen.
Zhu Huaizhen pouted and didn't want to leave.
She was originally lying on a beauty couch surrounded by black lacquer and gold-painted scrolls of poetry and paintings, holding a round fan with a mahogany handle embroidered with pomegranates, cats and butterflies, moving it back and forth in a lazy posture like a Persian cat, listening to "Peach Blossom Fan".
Orioles chirp at dawn in the jade trees of Jinling, flowers bloom early in the Qinhuai waterside pavilions. Who knew the ice would melt so easily? I watched him build his red mansion, I watched him entertain guests, and I watched his mansion collapse. Here, amidst the mossy, blue tiles, I once slept in a dreamlike state; I've witnessed fifty years of rise and fall. No one in Wuyi Lane is surnamed Wang, ghosts cry at Mochou Lake, and owls roost on Phoenix Terrace. Dreams of the ruined mountains are the most real, the old land hard to lose. I don't believe this map is changing manuscripts. I'll compose a lament for Jiangnan, and sing it until I grow old.
But she still had to go.
Because Chen Mingan's eyes were earnest.
Chen Ming'an probably wanted to confirm Emperor Xuan of Yan's true attitude towards Princess Pingyang.
However, what can we do after it is confirmed?
Chen Mingan will only fall into endless disappointment.
It is rare to be confused about the emperor's mind.
So Zhu Huaizhen dressed up and went out.
Zhu Huaizhen was seen with her hair combed into a clever and lively bun, a pearl hairpin with gold, silver and red patterns, silver gilt enamel and red agate earrings, and a wide-sleeved double silk gauze dress embroidered with auspicious grass, clouds and geese. She had curved eyebrows, round grape eyes, and pink lips. With every move she made, she was a flower more beautiful than a peony.
When Concubine Wu Huifei saw Zhu Huaizhen, she warmly made him Taoyao tea.
Take the peach blossoms on the third day of March and the white dew on the third day of September, and set out a set of tea-making utensils including a copper wind stove, willow charcoal, wrought iron fire tongs, small green bamboo clips, locust wood water cubes, and Yuezhou jade bowls, and wait for the first boil to produce small bubbles, the second boil to produce gushing springs, and the third boil to produce surging waves.
"Princess Pingyang, do you like Taoyao tea?" Zhu Huaizhen murmured to himself.
"Yes, whatever she likes, I like too. Over time, I almost forgot my own preferences." Concubine Wu Huifei held the Yuezhou jade bowl and took a sip.
The technique of drinking Taoyao tea was also learned from Princess Pingyang.
Zhu Huaizhen was very curious. He held his rosy cheek and looked carefully at Concubine Wu Huifei in front of him.
Tsk tsk, if you say Wu Huifei looks like Princess Pingyang, they're only a little bit similar. She has more charm, she's free and easy, refreshing, and smart. She shouldn't be trapped in the deep palace.
"I don't know martial arts, and I don't want to learn." Concubine Wu Hui shook her head and laughed.
She always wanted to preserve something that was unlike Princess Pingyang.
She was a stand-in, not the real person.
Unfortunately, Emperor Xuan of Yan didn't care about her.
After saying this, Zhu Huaizhen couldn't help but yawn and cough slightly.
Alas, this cough was brought from Nanchu and cannot be cured.
When Concubine Wu Hui saw this, she knew that Princess Ronghua did not want to stay in the deep palace.
That's right. If it wasn't for her mother and brother to have a better life, why would Concubine Wu Huifei take the initiative to step into the deep palace and almost lose herself in true love?
There is no true love in the imperial family. What a joke.
How tragic was the end of Princess Pingyang.
So, Concubine Wu Huifei waved her hand and signaled Zhu Huaizhen to leave.
That night, the news of the old lady's disappearance spread throughout Jinling.
By the way, Mrs. Chen became crazy overnight, but her temper was much better than before, which made Gao Yan'er cry for joy.
Gao Yan'er vaguely understood that the Duke Dingguo's Mansion was a cannibalistic place.
Immediately afterwards, Emperor Xuan of Yan announced that Princess Pingyang would not be buried in the Chen family's ancestral tomb, but in the imperial mausoleum instead. All princesses could be buried in the imperial mausoleum at their own will.
Tsk tsk, the imperial mausoleum is the supreme glory.
After hearing this, Chen Mingan became even more depressed.
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