Just by looking at the expressions of the people around you, you can guess with your toes how shocked everyone was. The smile on Jiang Xuening's face was slightly cracked.
She wanted to be reasonable.
But when he thought of Xie Wei and the price of being accommodating, Jiang Xuening didn't dare to give him half a kind smile, and politely cleared the relationship: "I don't know the prince well, and I ask the prince not to joke."
joke
A woman can change her face faster than flipping a book.
A while ago, he said, "I will cover you when you come to the capital."
Xiao Dingfei rolled his eyes and murmured in his heart, but if he thought about it, he knew that there was a reason for this, and Jiang Xuening was so stupid that he would be in trouble with him in front of everyone's eyes, so he knowingly changed to the one that everyone was familiar with before. The shameless scoundrel, muttered, "The pretty girls in the capital are just arrogant and hard to tame!"
Someone behind him changed his face.
The king of Linzi, Shen Jie, stood in the back, because he had received Yan Lin's entrustment to take care of Jiang Xuening, and he didn't know the inside story. The voice was cold and authentic: "Miss Jiang is the most favored companion of the emperor's sister. The young lady of Jiang Shilang's house is definitely not the son of the prince. If you are going to say goodbye to the queen mother, go as soon as possible."
Shen Jie was wearing an apricot-colored robe today, with a golden crown and jade belt, and he looked elegant and handsome.
Jiang Xuening's gaze went beyond Xiao Dingfei to look at him, and met his gaze.
The other party was also startled, and then he nodded slightly to her.
Jiang Xuening's heart skipped a beat.
It's not that this look has any deep meaning, it's just that when this once familiar face appears in front of you, even if you know that you have nothing to do with this person in this life, you will still be dragged back to the memory of the previous life by his gaze, giving birth to a few. Disappointed sigh.
In the last life, Wen Jieyu had a small birth, and Shen Lang had no queen, and finally passed the throne to Shen Jie, the younger brother of the same mother;
In this life, Wen Jieyu avoided misfortune. If she gave birth to a prince successfully, Shen Lang would have a queen, and I was afraid that Shen Jie would not be able to choose the crown prince.
Does His Royal Highness the King of Linzi in front of him know
His fate has been unknowingly, he was gently pushed by someone else's hand, sighed, and turned around a big bend
Jiang Xuening closed his eyes in time, without showing any strangeness, he just bowed and bowed with everyone, passed by the children of the princes and nobles, and headed towards the Cining Palace again.
Shen Jie was stunned.
He couldn't help but look back at Jiang Xuening, but when he saw this girl Jiang Er who had only met a few times, she had a graceful figure and a thin back. Even if she walked among the crowd, she could still distinguish it at a glance, and her eyes slowly revealed a bit. Puzzled.
I always felt that there was a deep sadness in that look.
Maybe it was him who shook his head for a while, right
Xiao Shu walked out not far, but her face was still angry, she turned her head and seemed to say something to Jiang Xuening.
However, Jiang Xuening had already expected it.
At the moment when Xiao Shu turned to face her, there was a bit of a smile on her lips, and she took the lead in attacking Xiao Shu and slapped her: "I heard that Ding Fei, the prince of the Duke's Mansion, never forgot it when he was young. He's a child prodigy. I don't think he's back in the capital now but he's a frivolous prodigal son, why doesn't the government take good care of him?"
Everyone: "… "
Xiao Shu: "..."
No matter how many words I had in my stomach, I was blocked, and for a while I forgot what I wanted to say.
I haven't seen each other for nearly a month, and when I come back, Jiang Xuening is still the Jiang Xuening that makes people feel helpless and gnashing of hatred!
Jiang Xuening originally thought that she could see Shen Zhiyi when she went to Cining Palace, but when she followed everyone in to greet her, she raised her eyes but found no one beside the Queen Mother.
The old witch was just recovering from her illness, and her expression was a little sullen.
After receiving their greetings, he only asked Xiao Shu a few words, unusually, Shen Zhiyi didn't even mention a word, let alone beat them so that they could be the eldest princess' companions, and waved their hands to tell them to step down.
Jiang Xuening frowned when he came out of the Cining Palace.
Obviously she wasn't the only one who was confused.
Zhou Baoying's little bun was bulging, and she was a little puzzled: "Why didn't you see Her Royal Highness the eldest princess today?"
Xiao Shu didn't answer.
Chen Shuyi smiled meaningfully: "The big happy event in the palace, Your Highness will soon go to the Huns to have a kiss, and I have been preparing for the past few days. I haven't been out of the palace gate for almost half a month, so naturally I didn't come like us. Greet the Empress Dowager."
Zhou Baoying covered her mouth, "Ah".
Yao Rongrong blinked, not knowing if she really didn't understand or if she didn't understand, she whispered, "I'm going to have a kiss, but I didn't even invite An of the Empress Dowager, isn't it, isn't it inappropriate..."
Jiang Xuening gave her a cold look.
You Yue looked at Jiang Xuening's face, and could not avoid gloating: "I said that I was going to have a kiss, but who doesn't know His Highness's temper? I'm afraid he is having a little temper with the Empress Dowager. It's just a matter of family and country, how can His Highness be capricious? Ugh."
She sighed hypocritically.
Jiang Xuening only felt itchy in the palm of her hand, and she wanted to give her two slaps in order to be happy.
But it is indeed different now.
She suppressed the anger and sneered, but looked at Xiao Shu: "I'm waiting to be His Highness's companion after all. I've entered the palace in the New Year, should I go and greet His Highness?"
If it was before, with Xiao Shu's exquisite temperament, she would definitely agree with Jiang Xuening's ambiguity.
However, the imperial decree to let Shen Zhiyi go to Tatar and his relatives has already been issued.
As for an eldest princess who is about to leave the palace and has almost had a quarrel with the queen mother and the emperor, even though she was familiar with it in the past, she finally smiled and said lightly: "Now your highness is upset, even the saint and the queen mother No, why should I bother to wait?"
Jiang Xuening was really disgusted by this impeccable style, so she didn't even pretend to be a face, she just said coolly: "What excuse are you looking for? Miss Xiao's ability to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages is top-notch. It's fine if you don't go. go?"
She turned her eyes and looked at the others.
Chen Shuyi always stood aside with Xiao Shu and did not make a sound; Yao Rongrong lowered her head in fear; Zhou Baoying frowned and looked at Xiao Shu and Chen Shuyi, she seemed a little puzzled and embarrassed; You Yue snorted coldly and moved. Fang Miao didn't move, but Fang Miao quickly took out a copper coin from her sleeve, shook it in her palm, closed her eyes and muttered.
Jiang Xuehui moved, but she glanced at Jiang Xuening, thinking that the eldest princess had a good relationship with her, I was afraid that she didn't like her very much, so she gave up the idea of going out.
She considered for a moment and said, "I don't have a good relationship with His Highness, so I don't dare to go there rashly. If Sister Ning sees His Highness, please ask His Highness for me."
Jiang Xuening glanced at her, but did not answer.
After waiting for a while, no one stood up and no one responded, so she sneered and walked away.
It was ten or more steps away, and an eager shout came from behind: "Ah, come out, go to the hexagram in the due east! Wait, Miss Jiang Er, noble, wait for me!"
When she looked back, it was Fang Miao.
This well-dressed but cunning girl held the corner of her skirt and hurriedly ran towards her, shyly holding up her pioneer's copper plate, panting slightly, but with a mysterious smile on her face: " The hexagram told me that I should go with you."
Among the so many companions of Yang Zhizhai, only Fang Miao seems to be the most unreliable one. No matter what you do, you must first ask God for divination before making a decision.
Jiang Xuening's perception of this person has always been quite subtle.
In the end, are people's fate and luck really counted, or are they just asking God to ask for divination to find some excuses for their decisions that seem to have nothing to do with interests
She looked at Fang Miao for a moment, and finally smiled at her slightly, and went straight to Mingfeng Palace without asking any further questions.
Jiang Xuening was really worried about Shen Zhiyi.
During this time in the palace, Shen Zhiyi was taking care of her and treating her well.
She is not a heartless person, how can she be at ease
The sky darkened.
When she walked to Mingfeng Palace with Fangmiao, the lights were already on outside.
In the lamp shadow, I saw the female official standing outside the bedroom quietly wiping away the tears from the corners of her eyes. She hadn't seen her for nearly a month, and she seemed to be a lot haggard. Who is Su Shangyi, who has always been close to Shen Zhiyi
Jiang Xuening's heart sank, and he stepped forward to salute: "Su Shangyi, can His Highness be in the palace?"
The corners of Su Shangyi's eyes were still a little red, but she looked up and saw her, but she was a little surprised: "Miss Jiang, who are you?"
Jiang Xuening said: "I entered the palace today and come to greet His Highness."
Su Shangyi has always had a stern and expressionless face, but when she heard this, she almost burst into tears, so she only took them to the palace, and even choked up: "His Royal Highness was still talking about the girl during the New Year, can you come and see? Your Highness is very kind."
The palace lanterns are bright outside.
The Mingfeng Palace seemed a little dim, only two or three lamps were lit, and walking in in winter even gave a desolate illusion.
Jiang Xuening shivered.
A slender figure in front fell on the dark and smooth ground.
Shen Zhiyi was standing in front of a screen in a pale yellow palace dress with flying phoenix patterns. Although only a little brilliance shone down on the delicate embroidery thread of the palace dress, it also brought out a bit of radiance and brilliance. , Tianhuang nobleman.
She was looking up at the screen and seemed a little lost.
Su Shangyi entered and communicated.
She only looked back for a while, and when she saw Jiang Xuening, who had not seen her in the first month, greeted her, she was not surprised. As if she had been normal all this time, she smiled naturally: "Ningning is here."
At this moment, Jiang Xuening grieved in his heart.
Just because the face that Shen Zhiyi turned around was so calm, without ripples. There is no more playful, playful, and even a bit domineering and unreasonable arrogance.
It was a feeling of burnout.
It's like peeling off the bright colors of a person's exterior, leaving only the miserable gray and white inside.
Her guilt and embarrassment suddenly surged out like a tide: Shen Zhiyi, who was so kind to her, was still trapped in the palace, how could she dare to give birth to escape to the ends of the earth while Tongzhou wiped out the Heavenly Sect
In the last life, she had personally seen Shen Zhiyi go to Tartar to marry her.
The envoys and guards who sent their relatives meandered from the palace to the outside of the city.
But it came back with a cold coffin!
Jiang Xuening's tears fell unexpectedly.
However, Shen Zhiyi came over and pulled her hand. The scar under the corner of her eye was no longer covered with powder. Under the light that jumped between bright and dark, there was a scar on her cheek from the shaky society and the bloody country.
She led her to the screen: "Look, I'm going to the other side of Yanmen Pass soon."
It was actually a map, depicting the territory outside Yanmen Pass that belonged to the Tartars.
Jiang Xuening recognized that the small line on the side was used by foreigners.
Then I remembered that the Tartar and his relatives had ordered the envoy to send a map of the Tartar to Shen Lang: there are allusions in the Central Plains since ancient times, and presenting the map is equivalent to presenting the territory and country depicted on the map!
Shen Lang is an ambitious monarch.
However, giving up a royal princess in a mere area can be exchanged for the submission of the Tartars. Why not do it
It's a pity that the Tatars and the relatives eventually seek skin with the tigers. Within a few years, the Tatars tore up the peace treaty and attacked with troops. Shen Zhiyi, the eldest princess with the blood of the royal family, naturally sacrificed herself under the sword of power...
Jiang Xuening wanted to speak, but couldn't.
Shen Zhiyi smiled lightly: "I thought you were coming to comfort me, but I didn't expect tears to fall when I saw me, but I would have to bother to comfort you. I heard that today is your birthday, so is it okay to cry like this? Good things are bad luck for you to cry, this princess will not obey."
She asked the palace servants to come in with wine and dishes.
Then he took Jiang Xuening's hand and glanced at Fang Miao, but he didn't ask why others didn't come, but said, "Everyone has come, and I happened to drink two cups tonight, just to celebrate your birthday."
Fang Miao didn't get along well with Shen Zhiyi. After all, Yang Zhizhai's companions were much more powerful, and she couldn't get her turn in the lineup, so although Shen Zhiyi didn't take care of her much. , she doesn't mind.
Palace people set wine and vegetables.
She sat down with Jiang Xuening and drank with Shen Zhiyi. I probably knew that the atmosphere was not good at the moment, so I tried to say something funny to make the two of them happy, and occasionally they could laugh.
After three rounds of wine, all worries are thrown away.
All three were drunk.
Fang Miao was the worst drinker, and the first one was lying on the table.
Shen Zhiyi's drinking taste also got on her head. Seeing Fang Miao's collapse, she laughed, and then pulled Jiang Xuening out of the palace gate to see the sixteenth moon, but she fluttered under her feet and fell on the steps outside.
It was dew in the middle of the night, and the steps were wet.
Jiang Xuening drank a lot of wine and passed out for a while, but the more he drank, the more sober he became. He also sat in front of the steps, accompanied her, and looked up at the cold frosty moon in the middle of the sky.
Shen Zhiyi seemed to feel a little cold, and gently hugged her arm.
A vague voice overflowed: "Ningning..."
Jiang Xuening didn't dare to look back, for fear of meeting a pair of tearful eyes, and only said, "His Royal Highness, I'm here."
Shen Zhiyi murmured, "I'm afraid I won't be able to see you when I go."
Jiang Xuening looked at the pale moon and let it illuminate his alcohol-stained cheeks pale, and did not speak for a long time.
Tears wet her neck.
It was Shen Zhiyi who sighed with a smile: "Sometimes I really hate being born in an emperor's family..."
Jiang Xuening trembled, but at this moment there was a great courage in her chest, which made the crazy thought in her heart come out again, and tempted her to speak: "His Royal Highness, don't go and kiss, I will help you and escape far away. far away, okay?"
Shen Zhiyi's face was next to her neck.
The person seemed to be drunk, and a vague laugh came out of his throat: "Well, Ningning will take me far away."
Heavy on the shoulders.
It was Shen Zhiyi who finally fell asleep like Fang Miao.
Jiang Xuening sat stiffly in front of the steps for a long time, and when the cold dew wet her eyelashes, Su Shangyi came over to help up the drunk Shen Zhiyi, then she took the palace servant's hand, got up, and was with the awakened Fang Miao, together, drank half a bowl of sober soup, and was sent back to Yangzhizhai by the palace servants of Mingfeng Palace with lanterns.
Fang Miao didn't know the south, east, west, north and west of her feet, but she fell back to sleep as soon as she returned to her room.
Jiang Xuening entered the room, but his consciousness was still extraordinarily clear.
She lit a lamp, washed her face with water, stood in front of the copper basin where the water gradually calmed down, but stared at the reflection in the basin, fascinated for a long time.
Until a soft knock on the door woke her up.
"Knock knock."
In the middle of the night, someone stood outside her door and asked in a low voice, "Miss Jiang Er has fallen asleep?"
It was a shrill voice, and upon hearing it, I knew it was the eunuch in the palace.
Jiang Xuening still had water droplets on his face, and his pupils shrank suddenly: "Who?"
The eunuch outside said, "I'll give you longevity noodles."
Jiang Xuening was stunned for a moment.
Longevity noodles
She had doubts in her heart, stepped forward to open the door, and saw that she was a little eunuch. The face is very raw, wearing clothes from the imperial kitchen, and carrying a food box in his hand, which is also the shape of the imperial kitchen.
In the middle of the night, you can still call the imperial kitchen, how many people can there be
And in this deep palace, who knows that today is her birthday
She took the food box from the little eunuch, and felt hot flashes in her eyes again in a trance. She lowered her eyes and said, "It's time to work, Her Royal Highness Princess Xie is still thinking about it."
The little eunuch lowered his head timidly, but when he heard this, he raised his eyes in surprise. He opened his mouth and seemed to want to say something, and then closed his mouth tightly.
He was silent and quietly retreated.
Jiang Xuening didn't notice this detail, and he didn't think about it deeply. He just closed the door, sat down at the table, and took off the lid of the food box.
A simple and simple bowl of noodles, the noodle soup is boiled chicken soup, with a poached egg lying on the side, some green chopped green onions are sprinkled on the surface, and finely chopped shredded pork is stirred in it.
Steaming hot and fragrant.
Jiang Xuening picked up the pair of silver chopsticks in the food box, picked it up and took a few bites, but couldn't taste it. Only the teardrops fell into the bowl as if their threads were broken, mixed into the noodle soup, and the more they were eaten, the saltier they became.
At the end, holding the empty bowl, I cried a lot.
Just cry without sound.
Sitting in the cold and silent night, listening to the sound of jade leaking outside, it was a new day.