Why relax your muscles! Su Xinghe, she hated him for planning to be a matchmaker for Lou Yueting and wanted to take revenge on him!
Yinchen Tuantuan had a sweet smile on her face, "I am happy to do so. If I work harder, you will like me." After helping her wash up, she hurriedly found the jade cream she brought into the palace, "Try this. My mother asked someone to get it from outside the Great Wall. It is said that if you apply this, even if you stand in the northwest wind for three days and three nights, your skin will not be damaged." As she spoke, she put her face under the lamp, "Look at me, do you see the effect? If you find it useful later, I will ask my mother to bring in a few more boxes for you to use."
Who is it... Who is it... Tell me... The chattering never stops. He has just realized how terrible a woman can be when she starts to talk too much. He really wants to drag her in and do whatever he wants to her, so that she knows that she is not playing the erhu in vain. But when he looks at that lonely half-hanging head, he suddenly loses all interest. Unable to drive her away or scare her away, the prince's frustration becomes unprecedented. Finally, he is so angry that he pulls up the quilt to cover his head. Now, she won't stick her head into his quilt.
The prince had a cold expression, and when he looked down, he had a sense of distance that was beyond the reach of the gods. The crown prince was still the crown prince, and no matter how familiar he was, he was still a man sitting high up in the clouds. Xinghe was annoyed, and muttered to himself, and pulled down the curtains on both sides and stuffed them under the mattress.
However, he seemed too optimistic. He started pulling at the corner of his quilt with one hand and yelled angrily, "I'm not wearing pants!"
She was surprised to hear this, "Master, if you say that, I would think you have someone you like."
Yinchen had never seen such a big scene, and even though she knew her mother was among the ladies, she still looked nervous. Xinghe saw her staring at him, at a loss, so she had to reach out and take her hand. The eunuchs in front cleared the way, and she led her through the Tongxun Gate.
The laywoman was confused and begged for mercy, covering her face: "I have to take notes. I forgot everything you said in the blink of an eye."
The prince simply didn't want to pay attention to her, "Does it have anything to do with you?"
The prince suddenly stood up and chased after her barefoot. Just as she was about to step over the threshold, he grabbed her and was so angry that his face turned blue, "What are you going to do? Have you been working for a long time and your brain is not working well anymore? You just randomly put someone in the East Palace and asked about their origins? What if they are assassins? How many heads do you have to chop off?"
She still refused to give up, "Then who is she?"
Yinchen and she were lying on the same bed. The young child leaned his head and looked very naive. "You are in charge of the internal affairs in the palace. I think you are very impressive."
The laywoman was confused and begged for mercy, covering her face: "I have to take notes. I forgot everything you said in the blink of an eye."
However, he seemed too optimistic. He started pulling at the corner of his quilt with one hand and yelled angrily, "I'm not wearing pants!"
The prince wanted to argue with her again, but found that this stupid person would never understand until the day when the window paper was broken. What should he say? He pointed at her and said, "Don't make trouble again, otherwise the princess will hate you in the future, and then even I can't save you."
The door of the tent suddenly moved. The prince was startled and stared at the clean cloth trembling slightly, then a small hole appeared and a head poked in.
Xinghe looked back at him and said calmly, "Master, don't be afraid. She was picked out from the teahouse. I know her entire family. She was born into a scholarly family. Although her family fortune is not large, she is gentle and graceful."
Yinchen nodded, "I want to live in the Court of Imperial Concubines, closer to you, but the chief steward said that the Court of Imperial Concubines is where the master's family stays. I can't even climb onto the master's bed, so I can't live there."
Yinchen Tuantuan had a sweet smile on her face, "I am happy to do so. If I work harder, you will like me." After helping her wash up, she hurriedly found the jade cream she brought into the palace, "Try this. My mother asked someone to get it from outside the Great Wall. It is said that if you apply this, even if you stand in the northwest wind for three days and three nights, your skin will not be damaged." As she spoke, she put her face under the lamp, "Look at me, do you see the effect? If you find it useful later, I will ask my mother to bring in a few more boxes for you to use."
But Xinghe wanted to laugh after hearing this. Marrying into the emperor's family, does she want to be the only favorite in the imperial chamber? Even if the prince is willing, will the court officials be willing in the future? Will the surrounding countries that are trying to form an alliance be willing? She sighed. The prince is really stubborn. She watched him turn around and go into the inner chamber dejectedly. There was no one to serve him, so she had to follow him in. She was very curious about the prince's wife who she had only heard of, so she served him and called him: "Master, Master..."
She didn't come to the palace to serve others. Xinghe didn't ask too much of her. Anyway, the East Palace had been operating normally in the past few years, and no one expected a half-grown child to come in and lead everyone and change the status quo of the East Palace.
She didn't come to the palace to serve others. Xinghe didn't ask too much of her. Anyway, the East Palace had been operating normally in the past few years, and no one expected a half-grown child to come in and lead everyone and change the status quo of the East Palace.
Xinghe thought about his question seriously. "Of course I don't think a man should have three wives and four concubines. Why should one teapot go with four cups? In my opinion, one cup should go with four teapots! But the general trend cannot be changed. This custom has lasted for thousands of years and no one will listen to me. Men don't want preferential treatment or exemptions, and women don't want to be labeled as jealous women. What should we do? Besides, even if all men in the world only marry one wife, the emperor cannot do that. Royal offspring is the most important thing."
Yinchen Tuantuan had a sweet smile on her face, "I am happy to do so. If I work harder, you will like me." After helping her wash up, she hurriedly found the jade cream she brought into the palace, "Try this. My mother asked someone to get it from outside the Great Wall. It is said that if you apply this, even if you stand in the northwest wind for three days and three nights, your skin will not be damaged." As she spoke, she put her face under the lamp, "Look at me, do you see the effect? If you find it useful later, I will ask my mother to bring in a few more boxes for you to use."
Wen Wan? The one who stutters and can't even speak coherently
The Empress Dowager lived in Xingqing Palace. Because she was not the biological mother of the emperor, she actually just enjoyed the honorific title of Empress Dowager and spent her old age quietly. Of course, during important festivals such as New Year's Day and Winter Solstice, she had to be brought out for everyone to kowtow to show the emperor's filial piety as a foster mother. This ceremony of greeting was required of all ladies inside and outside the palace. If it was rainy or snowy, it could be exempted. If it was sunny, everyone would brave the northwest wind and kneel three times and kowtow nine times on Tianjie in front of the palace gate.
The prince thought for a moment, looked at her again, and the corners of his lips were about to rise, but he immediately calmed down and cleared his throat and said, "You must return to the palace around noon. Choose the right time to go. It's cold, so you won't catch a cold."
The two girls gathered together to talk about ointments and some folk remedies for hair care, and they got along very well. Yinchen had no reservations about her affection for Xinghe, "I just like you, and I want to be like you in the future." In the end, it was clear that she felt that her position as a Jinyi Envoy in the Control Rong Division was a terrifying title, which satisfied the little girl's yearning for a great man who was both good and evil.
It was almost dawn, and she could hear the long ringing of the Taihe bell. Xinghe turned around and looked out the window. A red light appeared in the east, which meant that the ceremony of offering sacrifices to the heaven was about to begin. She put down her bowl and chopsticks, and everyone else put down their chopsticks as well. Several young palace maids came in with clean water and a washbasin to help them wash their mouths. After everything was ready, it was time to go to the North Palace.
The only benefit was that she could see her mother, which Xinghe was looking forward to. Yinchen was not in high spirits, but when she heard what she said, she jumped up and put on her makeup. She put some hair oil on her hair and looked at Xinghe in the mirror. "After congratulating the Empress Dowager, do we still have to congratulate others?"
The two people were thinking about different things. Xinghe was still thinking about not allowing her man to take a concubine. She said firmly, "Why should I regret it? Even if I can't give birth to a child, I won't allow him to take a concubine. Otherwise, I won't want this man anymore. Isn't that enough?"
The prince grinned, "Master Su is a man of great achievements, why would he want to ask about such romantic matters?"
The two people were thinking about different things. Xinghe was still thinking about not allowing her man to take a concubine. She said firmly, "Why should I regret it? Even if I can't give birth to a child, I won't allow him to take a concubine. Otherwise, I won't want this man anymore. Isn't that enough?"
Xinghe said: "I am a deputy in the Control Military Department, and my most important job is still in the East Palace."
The so-called Longshou Canal was originally one of the two artificial canals that led river water into the imperial city. There was the Longshou Canal in the east and the Qingming Canal in the west. The canal water was abundant and flowed into Beigong Lake, which was the only living water in the imperial city.
Xinghe looked back at him and said calmly, "Master, don't be afraid. She was picked out from the teahouse. I know her entire family. She was born into a scholarly family. Although her family fortune is not large, she is gentle and graceful."
Xinghe knew that everything is difficult at the beginning. She glanced at Qinggan, who stood under the floor-standing hood with her brows downcast, twisting her hands helplessly, with a gloomy expression on her face, almost crying. It seemed that nothing could be accomplished today, and even if she stayed, the prince would not be lucky. Originally, she did not expect to hit the target in one shot. The prince was a person who was very pretentious about details. He could easily resolve sudden changes in government affairs, but not in life. He had to be given time to adapt first. Otherwise, he would not be able to react, and the carefully selected Qinggan might be in danger of his life.
She said it was nothing. "It went away in a moment. I think I just caught a cold."
The prince had a restful night and was not summoned to his palace. However, there were various grand ceremonies on the day of the winter solstice, so the prince got up earlier than usual.
When he saw Xinghe coming in, he glanced at him coldly, making it impossible to connect him with the person who hid in the bed last night. His expression was so solemn, he raised his chin slightly, spread his arms, and watched the eunuch in the brass mirror carefully put on the imperial robe for him and buckled the jade belt.
The prince glanced at her again and finally smiled, "You have shifty eyebrows and rat eyes. You don't look like a serious person at first glance."
The goat-horn lanterns were lit, illuminating the ground outside the eaves. The frost was so thick at night that the ground was white. When she stepped on it, she could hear the sound of ice breaking under her feet. She went up the white marble steps at the east end of the palace, passed through the side gate and entered the east bedroom. The prince had already stood up, and the eunuchs in charge of clothing were kneeling on the ground, helping him dress.
She stepped forward, took the kneeling shield from the eunuch, and knelt down to tie it on for him. The palace maid holding the crown carefully presented the white pearl tassel to him, and he half-knelt down to accommodate her short stature. The tacit understanding between the two of them was comforting.
She hummed, "My master has a stomachache, so it's not convenient today. I'm on duty in the side hall. If you have anything, come to the side hall to find me."
Wen Wan? The one who stutters and can't even speak coherently
Xinghe smiled at the hesitant person with a friendly expression, "You go down first, I'll pass you on later."
The prince grinned, "Master Su is a man of great achievements, why would he want to ask about such romantic matters?"
She said it was nothing. "It went away in a moment. I think I just caught a cold."
She understood that he was still in the category of "others" after all, so she did her best to worry about the emptiness in his room and searched for a suitable candidate for him so that he could diligently have children.
"That's impossible." She refused. "Others can have three wives and four concubines, but he can't. Not only can't he, he's not even allowed to think about it."
Eunuchs are like this, they judge people by their appearance, and maybe they think the female attendant is too young, so they want to bully her. Xinghe said, "The chief steward means that you can't live in the inner court ladies' quarters. There is also an outer court ladies' quarters in the East Palace. Tomorrow I will order you to move there. It's not right to live in this side hall all the time. This is the dormitory for the female officials on duty, and you can't use it as a private room."
Qinggan was solemn and hurriedly left the front hall.
Yinchen leaned against her, like a well-behaved little sister. Xinghe liked her temperament very much. Whether a person is scheming or not can be tasted from the way he talks. Pretending is pretending, and over-embellishment is bound to be false. As for the true temperament, speaking frankly and not knowing how to beat around the bush, it may be difficult for people to adapt, but it is much more pleasing and lovely than being smooth and impeccable.
She was surprised to hear this, "Master, if you say that, I would think you have someone you like."
The spirit comes from experience, Xinghe taught her all kinds of palace rules, such as the color of the prince's clothes, how to distinguish the four seasons, and even the court crown, which has the saying "Spring is made of mink, winter is made of fox".
She understood that he was still in the category of "others" after all, so she did her best to worry about the emptiness in his room and searched for a suitable candidate for him so that he could diligently have children.
Xinghe said patiently, "Master, have you forgotten what you said to me last time? The emperor sent Shangguan Shizhong to you, but you thought she was too young and not worthy of you. You liked older ones, saying that older ones would be more caring. So I asked the steward to send the list of concubines in the Eastern Palace. I finally found this one, who must be reliable. Don't you still don't like her? You can't do this. You are too picky. Not to mention the emperor, I am worried about you. How about I call her back so you can take a closer look? This maid is really good, with a regular face and a good figure. In terms of age, she is 26 years old and can still have children. Master, what do you think..."
She smiled and said, "It won't take long for the court ceremony at Beigong. After that, I will wait for you at the Yudai Bridge at Longshou Canal."
It was almost dawn, and she could hear the long ringing of the Taihe bell. Xinghe turned around and looked out the window. A red light appeared in the east, which meant that the ceremony of offering sacrifices to the heaven was about to begin. She put down her bowl and chopsticks, and everyone else put down their chopsticks as well. Several young palace maids came in with clean water and a washbasin to help them wash their mouths. After everything was ready, it was time to go to the North Palace.
Xinghe replied, "Every year when the Crown Prince worships the late Queen, the incense sticks he uses are specially made by the Eastern Palace. They are prepared during the Double Ninth Festival, left to dry for a month, and then sealed. During the winter solstice, the fragrance is extremely strong, the fragrance is pressed firmly, and there is no waste. Usually, one stick of high-quality incense can burn for twelve hours."
He gritted his teeth, and even wanted to eat her. "Who do you think I am? You dare to put a bad person in my bed? I won't marry a crown princess, don't worry, I have a plan in mind anyway. Don't worry about the future of heirs. If I don't give birth to ten or eight of them, I will write my name upside down."
She smiled and said, "It won't take long for the court ceremony at Beigong. After that, I will wait for you at the Yudai Bridge at Longshou Canal."
He stared at her more and more coldly, and said aggressively, "In the future, will you find a concubine for your man and have several women take turns to serve him?"
Today is a major festival, offering sacrifices to heaven, earth and ancestors, and it will take until noon to complete everything. The prince's formal dress is very solemn, black clothes and purple skirts, nine chapters and nine jades, slightly inferior to the emperor. The outer robe has not been put on yet, the plain gauze upper body with crimson lower body, standing under the golden and green landscape painting on the whole wall, looks strong but pure.
She was surprised to hear this, "Master, if you say that, I would think you have someone you like."
The prince looked at her warily from under the quilt, "What are you doing?"
Qinggan was solemn and hurriedly left the front hall.
However, Xinghe still nodded, "That's fine, but you have chosen one, and if you let her give birth to so many, someone will die. My humble opinion is that you might as well keep two in your room first. You will be the emperor in the future, and the emperor has three palaces and six courtyards, so those two positions are not a big deal. You don't have to like them, so just let them share the worries of the Crown Princess and give birth to children for you. Isn't that good?"
Dequan believed it and said, "Master, are you feeling unwell? I'll call the imperial physician to take your pulse."
Yinchen Tuantuan had a sweet smile on her face, "I am happy to do so. If I work harder, you will like me." After helping her wash up, she hurriedly found the jade cream she brought into the palace, "Try this. My mother asked someone to get it from outside the Great Wall. It is said that if you apply this, even if you stand in the northwest wind for three days and three nights, your skin will not be damaged." As she spoke, she put her face under the lamp, "Look at me, do you see the effect? If you find it useful later, I will ask my mother to bring in a few more boxes for you to use."
Xinghe said: "I am a deputy in the Control Military Department, and my most important job is still in the East Palace."
"Why are you so polite?" She blinked twice. "Tell me, I'll keep an eye on her for you and prevent her from getting married."
The prince didn't fall for her trick at all, "Don't worry, she can't get married. I won't give her this opportunity."
The prince said, "I do have someone I like, but I can't marry her right now. I will just watch her from afar. When she insists on marrying me, I will bring her over, beat her up, and make her give birth to a child for me!"
The prince had a restful night and was not summoned to his palace. However, there were various grand ceremonies on the day of the winter solstice, so the prince got up earlier than usual.
Xinghe said patiently, "Master, have you forgotten what you said to me last time? The emperor sent Shangguan Shizhong to you, but you thought she was too young and not worthy of you. You liked older ones, saying that older ones would be more caring. So I asked the steward to send the list of concubines in the Eastern Palace. I finally found this one, who must be reliable. Don't you still don't like her? You can't do this. You are too picky. Not to mention the emperor, I am worried about you. How about I call her back so you can take a closer look? This maid is really good, with a regular face and a good figure. In terms of age, she is 26 years old and can still have children. Master, what do you think..."
On the other side, Xinghe walked into the side hall safely. This hall was reserved for female officials. Originally, there was only her in the hall. Now a new attendant has come. Although there are some inconveniences, it is also lively.
The goat-horn lanterns were lit, illuminating the ground outside the eaves. The frost was so thick at night that the ground was white. When she stepped on it, she could hear the sound of ice breaking under her feet. She went up the white marble steps at the east end of the palace, passed through the side gate and entered the east bedroom. The prince had already stood up, and the eunuchs in charge of clothing were kneeling on the ground, helping him dress.
The prince was furious, "I won't tell you!"
Look at the way he gnashed his teeth, and at the end it sounded like he was talking about a lifetime of enemies. Is this really love? Then whoever made him fall in love, it was his bad luck.
She smiled and said, "It won't take long for the court ceremony at Beigong. After that, I will wait for you at the Yudai Bridge at Longshou Canal."
Look at the way he gnashed his teeth, and at the end it sounded like he was talking about a lifetime of enemies. Is this really love? Then whoever made him fall in love, it was his bad luck.
She smiled and said, "It won't take long for the court ceremony at Beigong. After that, I will wait for you at the Yudai Bridge at Longshou Canal."
Xinghe looked back at him and said calmly, "Master, don't be afraid. She was picked out from the teahouse. I know her entire family. She was born into a scholarly family. Although her family fortune is not large, she is gentle and graceful."
She smiled awkwardly, "The sooner I know the candidate, the sooner I can establish a relationship with him."
She smiled awkwardly, "The sooner I know the candidate, the sooner I can establish a relationship with him."
"That's impossible." She refused. "Others can have three wives and four concubines, but he can't. Not only can't he, he's not even allowed to think about it."
He gritted his teeth, and even wanted to eat her. "Who do you think I am? You dare to put a bad person in my bed? I won't marry a crown princess, don't worry, I have a plan in mind anyway. Don't worry about the future of heirs. If I don't give birth to ten or eight of them, I will write my name upside down."
The prince said, "I do have someone I like, but I can't marry her right now. I will just watch her from afar. When she insists on marrying me, I will bring her over, beat her up, and make her give birth to a child for me!"
The prince began to feel that he could not see through her. "Do you also think that all men in the world should have three wives and four concubines? You are an official in the outer court, I thought your vision should be higher."
However, Xinghe still nodded, "That's fine, but you have chosen one, and if you let her give birth to so many, someone will die. My humble opinion is that you might as well keep two in your room first. You will be the emperor in the future, and the emperor has three palaces and six courtyards, so those two positions are not a big deal. You don't have to like them, so just let them share the worries of the Crown Princess and give birth to children for you. Isn't that good?"
The so-called Longshou Canal was originally one of the two artificial canals that led river water into the imperial city. There was the Longshou Canal in the east and the Qingming Canal in the west. The canal water was abundant and flowed into Beigong Lake, which was the only living water in the imperial city.
The two people were thinking about different things. Xinghe was still thinking about not allowing her man to take a concubine. She said firmly, "Why should I regret it? Even if I can't give birth to a child, I won't allow him to take a concubine. Otherwise, I won't want this man anymore. Isn't that enough?"
He said sadly: "Su Xinghe, won't you regret it in the future?"
Such a generous gesture was really flattering. Girls are usually interested in such things. Although Xinghe rarely puts on makeup, she still needs to use cream. Yinchen opened the lid of the white jade box. She leaned over to look at it. The cream inside was condensed like wax, with a light rouge color. She took it and sniffed it. It had a light jasmine scent. She dipped a little in the palm of her hand and melted it. She rubbed it on her face. It was fine and smooth, and the touch was indeed excellent.
They kept slandering him, which made the prince so angry that he saw stars.
Xinghe gathered her loose hair and said, "I have not been able to take care of you these few days. Have you been living in the side hall?"
The prince began to feel that he could not see through her. "Do you also think that all men in the world should have three wives and four concubines? You are an official in the outer court, I thought your vision should be higher."
Xinghe smiled. She had no sisters, and this was the first time someone dared to act like a spoiled child to her like this. This feeling was gentle and warm. The two of them snuggled together in the winter night, as if they were particularly close.
"Why are you so polite?" She blinked twice. "Tell me, I'll keep an eye on her for you and prevent her from getting married."
Xinghe thought about his question seriously. "Of course I don't think a man should have three wives and four concubines. Why should one teapot go with four cups? In my opinion, one cup should go with four teapots! But the general trend cannot be changed. This custom has lasted for thousands of years and no one will listen to me. Men don't want preferential treatment or exemptions, and women don't want to be labeled as jealous women. What should we do? Besides, even if all men in the world only marry one wife, the emperor cannot do that. Royal offspring is the most important thing."
The prince glanced at her again and finally smiled, "You have shifty eyebrows and rat eyes. You don't look like a serious person at first glance."
Xinghe was not annoyed by his teasing. She couldn't explain why she wanted him to smile. Perhaps seeing his gloomy face, she felt that the burden on his shoulders was too heavy. Even if she and the Su family would cause him a lot of trouble in the future, the storm had not yet come, so he should smile as much as possible!
He stared at her more and more coldly, and said aggressively, "In the future, will you find a concubine for your man and have several women take turns to serve him?"
The prince said, "I do have someone I like, but I can't marry her right now. I will just watch her from afar. When she insists on marrying me, I will bring her over, beat her up, and make her give birth to a child for me!"
"Why are you so polite?" She blinked twice. "Tell me, I'll keep an eye on her for you and prevent her from getting married."
The two people were thinking about different things. Xinghe was still thinking about not allowing her man to take a concubine. She said firmly, "Why should I regret it? Even if I can't give birth to a child, I won't allow him to take a concubine. Otherwise, I won't want this man anymore. Isn't that enough?"
Such a generous gesture was really flattering. Girls are usually interested in such things. Although Xinghe rarely puts on makeup, she still needs to use cream. Yinchen opened the lid of the white jade box. She leaned over to look at it. The cream inside was condensed like wax, with a light rouge color. She took it and sniffed it. It had a light jasmine scent. She dipped a little in the palm of her hand and melted it. She rubbed it on her face. It was fine and smooth, and the touch was indeed excellent.
"That's impossible." She refused. "Others can have three wives and four concubines, but he can't. Not only can't he, he's not even allowed to think about it."
Xinghe knew that everything is difficult at the beginning. She glanced at Qinggan, who stood under the floor-standing hood with her brows downcast, twisting her hands helplessly, with a gloomy expression on her face, almost crying. It seemed that nothing could be accomplished today, and even if she stayed, the prince would not be lucky. Originally, she did not expect to hit the target in one shot. The prince was a person who was very pretentious about details. He could easily resolve sudden changes in government affairs, but not in life. He had to be given time to adapt first. Otherwise, he would not be able to react, and the carefully selected Qinggan might be in danger of his life.
The world was finally quiet, the quilt was tucked in again, the curtains were drawn again, the candle on the desk was blown out with a puff, and the inner bedroom fell into the dim night. He then stuck his head out and listened quietly. He heard her talking to Dequan in the corridor. Dequan asked, "My lord, are you not serving in the inner room today?"
The prince looked at her warily from under the quilt, "What are you doing?"
The so-called Longshou Canal was originally one of the two artificial canals that led river water into the imperial city. There was the Longshou Canal in the east and the Qingming Canal in the west. The canal water was abundant and flowed into Beigong Lake, which was the only living water in the imperial city.
"It's none of your business."
The prince suddenly stood up and chased after her barefoot. Just as she was about to step over the threshold, he grabbed her and was so angry that his face turned blue, "What are you going to do? Have you been working for a long time and your brain is not working well anymore? You just randomly put someone in the East Palace and asked about their origins? What if they are assassins? How many heads do you have to chop off?"
Yinchen leaned her little head closer to her shoulder, "Thank you, Sister Xinghe, you still love me."
She understood that he was still in the category of "others" after all, so she did her best to worry about the emptiness in his room and searched for a suitable candidate for him so that he could diligently have children.
Xinghe gathered her loose hair and said, "I have not been able to take care of you these few days. Have you been living in the side hall?"
Yinchen leaned against her, like a well-behaved little sister. Xinghe liked her temperament very much. Whether a person is scheming or not can be tasted from the way he talks. Pretending is pretending, and over-embellishment is bound to be false. As for the true temperament, speaking frankly and not knowing how to beat around the bush, it may be difficult for people to adapt, but it is much more pleasing and lovely than being smooth and impeccable.
Yinchen leaned her little head closer to her shoulder, "Thank you, Sister Xinghe, you still love me."
Xinghe replied, "Every year when the Crown Prince worships the late Queen, the incense sticks he uses are specially made by the Eastern Palace. They are prepared during the Double Ninth Festival, left to dry for a month, and then sealed. During the winter solstice, the fragrance is extremely strong, the fragrance is pressed firmly, and there is no waste. Usually, one stick of high-quality incense can burn for twelve hours."
The prince had a restful night and was not summoned to his palace. However, there were various grand ceremonies on the day of the winter solstice, so the prince got up earlier than usual.
The world was finally quiet, the quilt was tucked in again, the curtains were drawn again, the candle on the desk was blown out with a puff, and the inner bedroom fell into the dim night. He then stuck his head out and listened quietly. He heard her talking to Dequan in the corridor. Dequan asked, "My lord, are you not serving in the inner room today?"
Who is it... Who is it... Tell me... The chattering never stops. He has just realized how terrible a woman can be when she starts to talk too much. He really wants to drag her in and do whatever he wants to her, so that she knows that she is not playing the erhu in vain. But when he looks at that lonely half-hanging head, he suddenly loses all interest. Unable to drive her away or scare her away, the prince's frustration becomes unprecedented. Finally, he is so angry that he pulls up the quilt to cover his head. Now, she won't stick her head into his quilt.
Xinghe gathered her loose hair and said, "I have not been able to take care of you these few days. Have you been living in the side hall?"
He said sadly: "Su Xinghe, won't you regret it in the future?"
Xinghe knew that everything is difficult at the beginning. She glanced at Qinggan, who stood under the floor-standing hood with her brows downcast, twisting her hands helplessly, with a gloomy expression on her face, almost crying. It seemed that nothing could be accomplished today, and even if she stayed, the prince would not be lucky. Originally, she did not expect to hit the target in one shot. The prince was a person who was very pretentious about details. He could easily resolve sudden changes in government affairs, but not in life. He had to be given time to adapt first. Otherwise, he would not be able to react, and the carefully selected Qinggan might be in danger of his life.
Yinchen said, "Isn't Zuo Zhaoyi the Empress of Dai? Why don't we go and pay homage to her?"
Today is a major festival, offering sacrifices to heaven, earth and ancestors, and it will take until noon to complete everything. The prince's formal dress is very solemn, black clothes and purple skirts, nine chapters and nine jades, slightly inferior to the emperor. The outer robe has not been put on yet, the plain gauze upper body with crimson lower body, standing under the golden and green landscape painting on the whole wall, looks strong but pure.
Yinchen leaned her little head closer to her shoulder, "Thank you, Sister Xinghe, you still love me."
Xinghe was not annoyed by his teasing. She couldn't explain why she wanted him to smile. Perhaps seeing his gloomy face, she felt that the burden on his shoulders was too heavy. Even if she and the Su family would cause him a lot of trouble in the future, the storm had not yet come, so he should smile as much as possible!
The two people were thinking about different things. Xinghe was still thinking about not allowing her man to take a concubine. She said firmly, "Why should I regret it? Even if I can't give birth to a child, I won't allow him to take a concubine. Otherwise, I won't want this man anymore. Isn't that enough?"
After getting dressed, she stepped back and looked him up and down. After all, he had reached this position, and he had to use all the things that matched his status to show his dignity. This dignity was the dignity bestowed upon him by his birth, which was ingrained in his bones and could not be eroded by water or fire.
He gritted his teeth, and even wanted to eat her. "Who do you think I am? You dare to put a bad person in my bed? I won't marry a crown princess, don't worry, I have a plan in mind anyway. Don't worry about the future of heirs. If I don't give birth to ten or eight of them, I will write my name upside down."
The prince wanted to argue with her again, but found that this stupid person would never understand until the day when the window paper was broken. What should he say? He pointed at her and said, "Don't make trouble again, otherwise the princess will hate you in the future, and then even I can't save you."
On the other side, Xinghe walked into the side hall safely. This hall was reserved for female officials. Originally, there was only her in the hall. Now a new attendant has come. Although there are some inconveniences, it is also lively.
The prince said, "I do have someone I like, but I can't marry her right now. I will just watch her from afar. When she insists on marrying me, I will bring her over, beat her up, and make her give birth to a child for me!"
But Xinghe wanted to laugh after hearing this. Marrying into the emperor's family, does she want to be the only favorite in the imperial chamber? Even if the prince is willing, will the court officials be willing in the future? Will the surrounding countries that are trying to form an alliance be willing? She sighed. The prince is really stubborn. She watched him turn around and go into the inner chamber dejectedly. There was no one to serve him, so she had to follow him in. She was very curious about the prince's wife who she had only heard of, so she served him and called him: "Master, Master..."
The prince had a restful night and was not summoned to his palace. However, there were various grand ceremonies on the day of the winter solstice, so the prince got up earlier than usual.
Xinghe knew that everything is difficult at the beginning. She glanced at Qinggan, who stood under the floor-standing hood with her brows downcast, twisting her hands helplessly, with a gloomy expression on her face, almost crying. It seemed that nothing could be accomplished today, and even if she stayed, the prince would not be lucky. Originally, she did not expect to hit the target in one shot. The prince was a person who was very pretentious about details. He could easily resolve sudden changes in government affairs, but not in life. He had to be given time to adapt first. Otherwise, he would not be able to react, and the carefully selected Qinggan might be in danger of his life.
Qinggan was solemn and hurriedly left the front hall.
Xinghe said: "I am a deputy in the Control Military Department, and my most important job is still in the East Palace."
The prince looked at her warily from under the quilt, "What are you doing?"
The prince said, "I do have someone I like, but I can't marry her right now. I will just watch her from afar. When she insists on marrying me, I will bring her over, beat her up, and make her give birth to a child for me!"
Xinghe smiled vaguely and said nothing, but asked her to be more relaxed so that she could go to the side hall to eat the festive dishes.
The door of the tent suddenly moved. The prince was startled and stared at the clean cloth trembling slightly, then a small hole appeared and a head poked in.
Dequan believed it and said, "Master, are you feeling unwell? I'll call the imperial physician to take your pulse."
She understood that he was still in the category of "others" after all, so she did her best to worry about the emptiness in his room and searched for a suitable candidate for him so that he could diligently have children.
Dequan believed it and said, "Master, are you feeling unwell? I'll call the imperial physician to take your pulse."
"It's none of your business."
She let down half of the curtain and asked slyly, "Do I know the girl you like?"
He gritted his teeth, and even wanted to eat her. "Who do you think I am? You dare to put a bad person in my bed? I won't marry a crown princess, don't worry, I have a plan in mind anyway. Don't worry about the future of heirs. If I don't give birth to ten or eight of them, I will write my name upside down."
"It's none of your business."
The prince had a cold expression, and when he looked down, he had a sense of distance that was beyond the reach of the gods. The crown prince was still the crown prince, and no matter how familiar he was, he was still a man sitting high up in the clouds. Xinghe was annoyed, and muttered to himself, and pulled down the curtains on both sides and stuffed them under the mattress.
The prince simply didn't want to pay attention to her, "Does it have anything to do with you?"
"Just tell me."
Xinghe was stunned, "Is this the kind of person I am in your eyes?"
Xinghe said: "I am a deputy in the Control Military Department, and my most important job is still in the East Palace."
Dequan believed it and said, "Master, are you feeling unwell? I'll call the imperial physician to take your pulse."
The prince wanted to argue with her again, but found that this stupid person would never understand until the day when the window paper was broken. What should he say? He pointed at her and said, "Don't make trouble again, otherwise the princess will hate you in the future, and then even I can't save you."
She smiled awkwardly, "The sooner I know the candidate, the sooner I can establish a relationship with him."
After getting dressed, she stepped back and looked him up and down. After all, he had reached this position, and he had to use all the things that matched his status to show his dignity. This dignity was the dignity bestowed upon him by his birth, which was ingrained in his bones and could not be eroded by water or fire.
She understood that he was still in the category of "others" after all, so she did her best to worry about the emptiness in his room and searched for a suitable candidate for him so that he could diligently have children.
Xinghe smiled at the hesitant person with a friendly expression, "You go down first, I'll pass you on later."
However, Xinghe still nodded, "That's fine, but you have chosen one, and if you let her give birth to so many, someone will die. My humble opinion is that you might as well keep two in your room first. You will be the emperor in the future, and the emperor has three palaces and six courtyards, so those two positions are not a big deal. You don't have to like them, so just let them share the worries of the Crown Princess and give birth to children for you. Isn't that good?"
The prince had a cold expression, and when he looked down, he had a sense of distance that was beyond the reach of the gods. The crown prince was still the crown prince, and no matter how familiar he was, he was still a man sitting high up in the clouds. Xinghe was annoyed, and muttered to himself, and pulled down the curtains on both sides and stuffed them under the mattress.
The prince had a cold expression, and when he looked down, he had a sense of distance that was beyond the reach of the gods. The crown prince was still the crown prince, and no matter how familiar he was, he was still a man sitting high up in the clouds. Xinghe was annoyed, and muttered to himself, and pulled down the curtains on both sides and stuffed them under the mattress.
The prince had a restful night and was not summoned to his palace. However, there were various grand ceremonies on the day of the winter solstice, so the prince got up earlier than usual.
The only benefit was that she could see her mother, which Xinghe was looking forward to. Yinchen was not in high spirits, but when she heard what she said, she jumped up and put on her makeup. She put some hair oil on her hair and looked at Xinghe in the mirror. "After congratulating the Empress Dowager, do we still have to congratulate others?"
The prince straightened his crown and clothes, boarded the sedan chair and left the palace. After seeing him off, Xinghe returned to the duty room to wake up Yinchen, asking her to change into her official clothes so that she could go to the North Palace to pay her respects.
The prince on the bed opened his empty eyes blankly, wanting to ask if she really had never thought about what happened between them. It is said that the one who is close to the water will see the moon first. He soaked his hands in the water every day, but the moon was still as far away from him as possible. He began to doubt whether she was playing hard to get. If she was a smart person, was she deliberately alienating him because she felt that she was not worthy of him? Or was she still thinking of usurping power and making him her lover when she came to power in the future? Wasn't she thinking about matching four teapots with one cup
Xinghe smiled at the hesitant person with a friendly expression, "You go down first, I'll pass you on later."
Xinghe was not annoyed by his teasing. She couldn't explain why she wanted him to smile. Perhaps seeing his gloomy face, she felt that the burden on his shoulders was too heavy. Even if she and the Su family would cause him a lot of trouble in the future, the storm had not yet come, so he should smile as much as possible!
The only benefit was that she could see her mother, which Xinghe was looking forward to. Yinchen was not in high spirits, but when she heard what she said, she jumped up and put on her makeup. She put some hair oil on her hair and looked at Xinghe in the mirror. "After congratulating the Empress Dowager, do we still have to congratulate others?"
The world was finally quiet, the quilt was tucked in again, the curtains were drawn again, the candle on the desk was blown out with a puff, and the inner bedroom fell into the dim night. He then stuck his head out and listened quietly. He heard her talking to Dequan in the corridor. Dequan asked, "My lord, are you not serving in the inner room today?"
However, he seemed too optimistic. He started pulling at the corner of his quilt with one hand and yelled angrily, "I'm not wearing pants!"
She let down half of the curtain and asked slyly, "Do I know the girl you like?"
Xinghe said, "There should be a queen, but the throne has been vacant for eight years, so this item will be skipped."
Sad, hurt... The prince looked at the top of the tent, his eyes were sore. It was quiet outside the tent, he thought she must have left. He was angry, and his heart was empty after she left...
Xinghe said: "I am a deputy in the Control Military Department, and my most important job is still in the East Palace."
Xinghe replied, "Every year when the Crown Prince worships the late Queen, the incense sticks he uses are specially made by the Eastern Palace. They are prepared during the Double Ninth Festival, left to dry for a month, and then sealed. During the winter solstice, the fragrance is extremely strong, the fragrance is pressed firmly, and there is no waste. Usually, one stick of high-quality incense can burn for twelve hours."
But Xinghe wanted to laugh after hearing this. Marrying into the emperor's family, does she want to be the only favorite in the imperial chamber? Even if the prince is willing, will the court officials be willing in the future? Will the surrounding countries that are trying to form an alliance be willing? She sighed. The prince is really stubborn. She watched him turn around and go into the inner chamber dejectedly. There was no one to serve him, so she had to follow him in. She was very curious about the prince's wife who she had only heard of, so she served him and called him: "Master, Master..."
The prince wanted to argue with her again, but found that this stupid person would never understand until the day when the window paper was broken. What should he say? He pointed at her and said, "Don't make trouble again, otherwise the princess will hate you in the future, and then even I can't save you."
It was almost dawn, and she could hear the long ringing of the Taihe bell. Xinghe turned around and looked out the window. A red light appeared in the east, which meant that the ceremony of offering sacrifices to the heaven was about to begin. She put down her bowl and chopsticks, and everyone else put down their chopsticks as well. Several young palace maids came in with clean water and a washbasin to help them wash their mouths. After everything was ready, it was time to go to the North Palace.
The door of the tent suddenly moved. The prince was startled and stared at the clean cloth trembling slightly, then a small hole appeared and a head poked in.
On the other side, Xinghe walked into the side hall safely. This hall was reserved for female officials. Originally, there was only her in the hall. Now a new attendant has come. Although there are some inconveniences, it is also lively.
The prince straightened his crown and clothes, boarded the sedan chair and left the palace. After seeing him off, Xinghe returned to the duty room to wake up Yinchen, asking her to change into her official clothes so that she could go to the North Palace to pay her respects.
The prince had a restful night and was not summoned to his palace. However, there were various grand ceremonies on the day of the winter solstice, so the prince got up earlier than usual.
Since the master was away, the palace affairs were temporarily put aside and everyone celebrated the festival in a lively manner. The kitchen prepared the morning meal in the middle of the night, including steamed buns, green stem porridge, various platters of small dishes, and exquisite snacks. More than 20 people from the East Palace took five eight-immortal tables and put them together end to end to form a huge dining table. Everyone sat down and listened to the lecture of the head of the house. Xinghe had nothing to say, saying that everyone had worked hard this year and they would have to work so diligently next year. Yinchen was new and didn't know anything. He just knew to make sure everyone had good food and drink. When it was Dequan's turn to open his mouth, everyone picked up chopsticks and started to share the food. He stood there aggrieved for a long time, "You monkey cubs, you don't treat me as a human being. I am the steward..." Pa, he slapped himself lightly on the face.
Yinchen said, "Isn't Zuo Zhaoyi the Empress of Dai? Why don't we go and pay homage to her?"
"Who is it? Tell me."
"Who is it? Tell me."
The prince had a cold expression, and when he looked down, he had a sense of distance that was beyond the reach of the gods. The crown prince was still the crown prince, and no matter how familiar he was, he was still a man sitting high up in the clouds. Xinghe was annoyed, and muttered to himself, and pulled down the curtains on both sides and stuffed them under the mattress.
The prince had a cold expression, and when he looked down, he had a sense of distance that was beyond the reach of the gods. The crown prince was still the crown prince, and no matter how familiar he was, he was still a man sitting high up in the clouds. Xinghe was annoyed, and muttered to himself, and pulled down the curtains on both sides and stuffed them under the mattress.
The prince looked at her warily from under the quilt, "What are you doing?"
Qinggan was solemn and hurriedly left the front hall.
Xinghe knew that everything is difficult at the beginning. She glanced at Qinggan, who stood under the floor-standing hood with her brows downcast, twisting her hands helplessly, with a gloomy expression on her face, almost crying. It seemed that nothing could be accomplished today, and even if she stayed, the prince would not be lucky. Originally, she did not expect to hit the target in one shot. The prince was a person who was very pretentious about details. He could easily resolve sudden changes in government affairs, but not in life. He had to be given time to adapt first. Otherwise, he would not be able to react, and the carefully selected Qinggan might be in danger of his life.
Wen Wan? The one who stutters and can't even speak coherently
The prince was furious, "I won't tell you!"
She said it was nothing. "It went away in a moment. I think I just caught a cold."
The so-called Longshou Canal was originally one of the two artificial canals that led river water into the imperial city. There was the Longshou Canal in the east and the Qingming Canal in the west. The canal water was abundant and flowed into Beigong Lake, which was the only living water in the imperial city.
The prince didn't fall for her trick at all, "Don't worry, she can't get married. I won't give her this opportunity."
Xinghe smiled vaguely and said nothing, but asked her to be more relaxed so that she could go to the side hall to eat the festive dishes.
The prince thought for a moment, looked at her again, and the corners of his lips were about to rise, but he immediately calmed down and cleared his throat and said, "You must return to the palace around noon. Choose the right time to go. It's cold, so you won't catch a cold."
"Why are you so polite?" She blinked twice. "Tell me, I'll keep an eye on her for you and prevent her from getting married."
Look at the way he gnashed his teeth, and at the end it sounded like he was talking about a lifetime of enemies. Is this really love? Then whoever made him fall in love, it was his bad luck.
Xinghe knew that everything is difficult at the beginning. She glanced at Qinggan, who stood under the floor-standing hood with her brows downcast, twisting her hands helplessly, with a gloomy expression on her face, almost crying. It seemed that nothing could be accomplished today, and even if she stayed, the prince would not be lucky. Originally, she did not expect to hit the target in one shot. The prince was a person who was very pretentious about details. He could easily resolve sudden changes in government affairs, but not in life. He had to be given time to adapt first. Otherwise, he would not be able to react, and the carefully selected Qinggan might be in danger of his life.
She still refused to give up, "Then who is she?"
After getting dressed, she stepped back and looked him up and down. After all, he had reached this position, and he had to use all the things that matched his status to show his dignity. This dignity was the dignity bestowed upon him by his birth, which was ingrained in his bones and could not be eroded by water or fire.
The prince had a cold expression, and when he looked down, he had a sense of distance that was beyond the reach of the gods. The crown prince was still the crown prince, and no matter how familiar he was, he was still a man sitting high up in the clouds. Xinghe was annoyed, and muttered to himself, and pulled down the curtains on both sides and stuffed them under the mattress.
She let down half of the curtain and asked slyly, "Do I know the girl you like?"
The prince didn't fall for her trick at all, "Don't worry, she can't get married. I won't give her this opportunity."
Xinghe smiled vaguely and said nothing, but asked her to be more relaxed so that she could go to the side hall to eat the festive dishes.
Xinghe smiled at the hesitant person with a friendly expression, "You go down first, I'll pass you on later."
Xinghe said, "There should be a queen, but the throne has been vacant for eight years, so this item will be skipped."
The prince on the bed opened his empty eyes blankly, wanting to ask if she really had never thought about what happened between them. It is said that the one who is close to the water will see the moon first. He soaked his hands in the water every day, but the moon was still as far away from him as possible. He began to doubt whether she was playing hard to get. If she was a smart person, was she deliberately alienating him because she felt that she was not worthy of him? Or was she still thinking of usurping power and making him her lover when she came to power in the future? Wasn't she thinking about matching four teapots with one cup
She hummed, "My master has a stomachache, so it's not convenient today. I'm on duty in the side hall. If you have anything, come to the side hall to find me."
"Who is she, then?"
The prince pursed his lips, his face looking gloomy. Xinghe knew that he missed Queen Gong. The prince always looked a little fragile at this time.
The prince sneered and refused to answer.
"Who is she, then?"
"Just tell me."
Yinchen Tuantuan had a sweet smile on her face, "I am happy to do so. If I work harder, you will like me." After helping her wash up, she hurriedly found the jade cream she brought into the palace, "Try this. My mother asked someone to get it from outside the Great Wall. It is said that if you apply this, even if you stand in the northwest wind for three days and three nights, your skin will not be damaged." As she spoke, she put her face under the lamp, "Look at me, do you see the effect? If you find it useful later, I will ask my mother to bring in a few more boxes for you to use."
"Who is it? Tell me."
The two people were thinking about different things. Xinghe was still thinking about not allowing her man to take a concubine. She said firmly, "Why should I regret it? Even if I can't give birth to a child, I won't allow him to take a concubine. Otherwise, I won't want this man anymore. Isn't that enough?"
The prince looked at her warily from under the quilt, "What are you doing?"
He stared at her more and more coldly, and said aggressively, "In the future, will you find a concubine for your man and have several women take turns to serve him?"
Yinchen and she were lying on the same bed. The young child leaned his head and looked very naive. "You are in charge of the internal affairs in the palace. I think you are very impressive."
"It's none of your business."
Xinghe said, "There should be a queen, but the throne has been vacant for eight years, so this item will be skipped."
"That's impossible." She refused. "Others can have three wives and four concubines, but he can't. Not only can't he, he's not even allowed to think about it."
She said it was nothing. "It went away in a moment. I think I just caught a cold."
"Just tell me."
The prince was furious, "I won't tell you!"
The Empress Dowager lived in Xingqing Palace. Because she was not the biological mother of the emperor, she actually just enjoyed the honorific title of Empress Dowager and spent her old age quietly. Of course, during important festivals such as New Year's Day and Winter Solstice, she had to be brought out for everyone to kowtow to show the emperor's filial piety as a foster mother. This ceremony of greeting was required of all ladies inside and outside the palace. If it was rainy or snowy, it could be exempted. If it was sunny, everyone would brave the northwest wind and kneel three times and kowtow nine times on Tianjie in front of the palace gate.
She didn't come to the palace to serve others. Xinghe didn't ask too much of her. Anyway, the East Palace had been operating normally in the past few years, and no one expected a half-grown child to come in and lead everyone and change the status quo of the East Palace.
The prince sneered and refused to answer.
The laywoman was confused and begged for mercy, covering her face: "I have to take notes. I forgot everything you said in the blink of an eye."
However, he seemed too optimistic. He started pulling at the corner of his quilt with one hand and yelled angrily, "I'm not wearing pants!"
"Why would I tell you? What if you get jealous and harm her?"
The two girls gathered together to talk about ointments and some folk remedies for hair care, and they got along very well. Yinchen had no reservations about her affection for Xinghe, "I just like you, and I want to be like you in the future." In the end, it was clear that she felt that her position as a Jinyi Envoy in the Control Rong Division was a terrifying title, which satisfied the little girl's yearning for a great man who was both good and evil.
She understood that he was still in the category of "others" after all, so she did her best to worry about the emptiness in his room and searched for a suitable candidate for him so that he could diligently have children.
The spirit comes from experience, Xinghe taught her all kinds of palace rules, such as the color of the prince's clothes, how to distinguish the four seasons, and even the court crown, which has the saying "Spring is made of mink, winter is made of fox".
Who is it... Who is it... Tell me... The chattering never stops. He has just realized how terrible a woman can be when she starts to talk too much. He really wants to drag her in and do whatever he wants to her, so that she knows that she is not playing the erhu in vain. But when he looks at that lonely half-hanging head, he suddenly loses all interest. Unable to drive her away or scare her away, the prince's frustration becomes unprecedented. Finally, he is so angry that he pulls up the quilt to cover his head. Now, she won't stick her head into his quilt.
However, he seemed too optimistic. He started pulling at the corner of his quilt with one hand and yelled angrily, "I'm not wearing pants!"
But Xinghe wanted to laugh after hearing this. Marrying into the emperor's family, does she want to be the only favorite in the imperial chamber? Even if the prince is willing, will the court officials be willing in the future? Will the surrounding countries that are trying to form an alliance be willing? She sighed. The prince is really stubborn. She watched him turn around and go into the inner chamber dejectedly. There was no one to serve him, so she had to follow him in. She was very curious about the prince's wife who she had only heard of, so she served him and called him: "Master, Master..."
Look at the way he gnashed his teeth, and at the end it sounded like he was talking about a lifetime of enemies. Is this really love? Then whoever made him fall in love, it was his bad luck.
Everyone burst into laughter. Xinghe put auspicious fruit in his bowl and told him to eat quickly, otherwise he would not be able to eat it later. Usually, the hierarchy in the palace was strict, and only during festivals could people laugh and joke like this.
Xinghe was stunned, "Is this the kind of person I am in your eyes?"
Dequan believed it and said, "Master, are you feeling unwell? I'll call the imperial physician to take your pulse."
She was surprised to hear this, "Master, if you say that, I would think you have someone you like."
On the other side, Xinghe walked into the side hall safely. This hall was reserved for female officials. Originally, there was only her in the hall. Now a new attendant has come. Although there are some inconveniences, it is also lively.
It was almost dawn, and she could hear the long ringing of the Taihe bell. Xinghe turned around and looked out the window. A red light appeared in the east, which meant that the ceremony of offering sacrifices to the heaven was about to begin. She put down her bowl and chopsticks, and everyone else put down their chopsticks as well. Several young palace maids came in with clean water and a washbasin to help them wash their mouths. After everything was ready, it was time to go to the North Palace.
The prince glanced at her again and finally smiled, "You have shifty eyebrows and rat eyes. You don't look like a serious person at first glance."
She smiled awkwardly, "The sooner I know the candidate, the sooner I can establish a relationship with him."
The prince looked at her warily from under the quilt, "What are you doing?"
"Why are you so polite?" She blinked twice. "Tell me, I'll keep an eye on her for you and prevent her from getting married."
The prince sneered and refused to answer.
The only benefit was that she could see her mother, which Xinghe was looking forward to. Yinchen was not in high spirits, but when she heard what she said, she jumped up and put on her makeup. She put some hair oil on her hair and looked at Xinghe in the mirror. "After congratulating the Empress Dowager, do we still have to congratulate others?"
The laywoman was confused and begged for mercy, covering her face: "I have to take notes. I forgot everything you said in the blink of an eye."
"Just tell me."
She still refused to give up, "Then who is she?"
Xinghe was stunned, "Is this the kind of person I am in your eyes?"
Everyone burst into laughter. Xinghe put auspicious fruit in his bowl and told him to eat quickly, otherwise he would not be able to eat it later. Usually, the hierarchy in the palace was strict, and only during festivals could people laugh and joke like this.
Xinghe was stunned, "Is this the kind of person I am in your eyes?"
Who is it... Who is it... Tell me... The chattering never stops. He has just realized how terrible a woman can be when she starts to talk too much. He really wants to drag her in and do whatever he wants to her, so that she knows that she is not playing the erhu in vain. But when he looks at that lonely half-hanging head, he suddenly loses all interest. Unable to drive her away or scare her away, the prince's frustration becomes unprecedented. Finally, he is so angry that he pulls up the quilt to cover his head. Now, she won't stick her head into his quilt.
Xinghe knew that everything is difficult at the beginning. She glanced at Qinggan, who stood under the floor-standing hood with her brows downcast, twisting her hands helplessly, with a gloomy expression on her face, almost crying. It seemed that nothing could be accomplished today, and even if she stayed, the prince would not be lucky. Originally, she did not expect to hit the target in one shot. The prince was a person who was very pretentious about details. He could easily resolve sudden changes in government affairs, but not in life. He had to be given time to adapt first. Otherwise, he would not be able to react, and the carefully selected Qinggan might be in danger of his life.
Look at the way he gnashed his teeth, and at the end it sounded like he was talking about a lifetime of enemies. Is this really love? Then whoever made him fall in love, it was his bad luck.
Everyone burst into laughter. Xinghe put auspicious fruit in his bowl and told him to eat quickly, otherwise he would not be able to eat it later. Usually, the hierarchy in the palace was strict, and only during festivals could people laugh and joke like this.
The prince straightened his crown and clothes, boarded the sedan chair and left the palace. After seeing him off, Xinghe returned to the duty room to wake up Yinchen, asking her to change into her official clothes so that she could go to the North Palace to pay her respects.
When he saw Xinghe coming in, he glanced at him coldly, making it impossible to connect him with the person who hid in the bed last night. His expression was so solemn, he raised his chin slightly, spread his arms, and watched the eunuch in the brass mirror carefully put on the imperial robe for him and buckled the jade belt.
The prince was furious, "I won't tell you!"
However, he seemed too optimistic. He started pulling at the corner of his quilt with one hand and yelled angrily, "I'm not wearing pants!"
On the other side, Xinghe walked into the side hall safely. This hall was reserved for female officials. Originally, there was only her in the hall. Now a new attendant has come. Although there are some inconveniences, it is also lively.
Xinghe smiled. She had no sisters, and this was the first time someone dared to act like a spoiled child to her like this. This feeling was gentle and warm. The two of them snuggled together in the winter night, as if they were particularly close.
"Who is it? Tell me."
The prince was furious, "I won't tell you!"
The world was finally quiet, the quilt was tucked in again, the curtains were drawn again, the candle on the desk was blown out with a puff, and the inner bedroom fell into the dim night. He then stuck his head out and listened quietly. He heard her talking to Dequan in the corridor. Dequan asked, "My lord, are you not serving in the inner room today?"
She understood that he was still in the category of "others" after all, so she did her best to worry about the emptiness in his room and searched for a suitable candidate for him so that he could diligently have children.
They kept slandering him, which made the prince so angry that he saw stars.
Yinchen said, "Isn't Zuo Zhaoyi the Empress of Dai? Why don't we go and pay homage to her?"
The prince was furious, "I won't tell you!"