As an empress, Ah Jiu felt that she really lost the face of the entire Zheng Kingdom, and she was reduced to eavesdropping on the conversation of the uncle under the bed of the uncle.
Ah Jiu was very anxious. If it was spread out, it wouldn't make people laugh. The emperor's uncle's political ability is very strong, and Ah Jiu felt that his martial arts must not be weak, so Ah Jiu even adjusted his breathing evenly. For fear of being discovered by the uncle.
So Ah Jiu lay on the ground silently, and looked at the two who came in through the door. In fact, Ah Jiu only saw the skirts of the two and the toes of the shoes of the two.
Ah Jiu was puzzled, didn't Uncle Huang summon the little maid over here? Where's the maid? She guessed An Qianru's little tricks, but didn't see through her skills in training the girl.
Ah Jiu watched the little girl's footsteps stop at the door, and then closed the door with a pause. Ah Jiu paused and shook her head silently, sighing in her heart, this little girl is very clever, and her appearance is almost as thick as Fu Yan.
Fu Yan's steps were steady, but An Qianru's steps seemed crooked in A Jiu's view, A Jiu pouted, An Qianru must be hanging on Uncle Huang at this moment.
Ah Jiu shook her head and leaned on her right arm to look at the situation. Uh, Ah Jiu felt that she couldn't describe it with looks, because she could only see the footsteps of the two people who had stopped. Sitting on a stool.
"There is Lord Lao."
An Qianru called out A Jiu with a numbness all over her body. She didn't know how Fu Yan felt when she heard it, but she saw that Fu Yan's footsteps were still steady. .
Ajiu himself knows that a person like Uncle Huang is probably an ordinary person who can't impress him. If it is really about the type that Uncle Huang likes, Ajiu will list all the women that Uncle Huang has known in the past. , the closest one is not like An Qianru.
Therefore, even if An Qian were to die, she would not die in Fu Yan's arms. This was affirmed by Ah Jiu, but the doubts about her came again. She herself was just an ugly girl who was still young, and the uncle took extra care of her. Because she is just the emperor, what kind of type does the uncle admire
Thinking of this, the character that popped into her mind turned out to be Shen Qinghe.
What kind of person is Shen Qinghe? Rong Ajiu thinks about it, in terms of beauty, Shen Qinghe is not inferior to An Qianru, a delicate and fair face is not public, it looks very comfortable and seductive, with dark eyebrows, almond eyes, red cheeks and red lips, the key is that such a woman is simple Low key.
She acts calmly, has an excellent personality, has a good reputation and popularity in the imperial capital, and is self-reliant enough. She has formed the marriages of many good men and women in the imperial capital. Such a woman probably has nothing to do with it. Picky too.
And it is said that her uncle's marriage was formed by Shen Qinghe.
At that time, he was already an adult, and because he didn't dare to stand against his half-hundred-year-old age, he could only beg his uncle secretly to take him into the Matchmaker's Mansion.
Ah Jiu was peeking from the window. Although he was looking for a marriage for Prince Dun, most of Prince Dun was watching the two of them saying something to me.
She doesn't have much to do, but her family is rich and her status is noble, and she is relatively simple, but she is still shrewd, so after he returned to the palace, Ah Jiu sat in the palace and waited for him.
Although Ah Jiu is not shrewd, she has some skills to fool her uncle, so she put on her uncle's words and asked some things that surprised her.
For example, for the first item, I didn't expect that the object chosen by the Hongniang Pavilion for my uncle was Du Ying, the daughter of Du Merchant in the Imperial Capital. Her uncle almost fainted when he heard this.
Du Ying has just spent her time in her life, and her family is not short of money. She is a few decades younger than him. How could this happen
Shen Qinghe Haoyan persuaded Prince Dun, "I said Prince Dun, I'm a gold medal matchmaker, how about picking a Du Ying for you?"
Her uncle didn't hold out much hope, but after listening to Fu Yan and Shen Qinghe's chat, she felt that it was done.
That day, Shen Qinghe sat opposite Fu Yan, stared at Fu Yan for a long time, and didn't mention Prince Dun's affairs as soon as he opened his mouth, "I think King Huaijin is also a very old man, doesn't King Huaijin plan a marriage for him?"
Fu Yan was extremely relaxed, "Shen Hongniang has been connecting others for a long time, but I have never seen one for myself!"
Shen Qinghe didn't answer, just froze, and then started talking about Prince Dun again.
"How can Shen Hongniang guarantee that it will happen?" Fu Yan asked her.
"Prince Dun has a good temperament, doesn't mess with flowers, and doesn't have a concubine at home, so he can be sincere to a person. And Du Ying..." Speaking of Du Ying, Shen Qinghe paused, "Isn't she just about these two conditions? No? I just hope that I can match her with a prince and spoil her alone, but there is only one King Huaijin and one Prince Dun in this imperial capital, one is the emperor's uncle and the other is the emperor's uncle, and whoever you marry will have a distinguished status."
Shen Qinghe took a sip of tea and continued, "I analyzed the situation for her, but she didn't believe it, King Huai Jin didn't want to marry, and Prince Dun was a little older, but this little girl wanted to marry a prince, and she didn't know whether it was I've watched too many TV dramas or read too many Mary Sue novels." She said so lavishly, she put her legs on the bench, which frightened Prince Dun who was drinking tea next to her.
"What did you just say about electricity? What did you say?" Prince Dun put down his cup and wiped his wet sleeves, asking suspiciously.
In fact, Ah Jiu heard these words when he was eavesdropping outside.
But up to now, she didn't understand the meaning of these two unfamiliar words, but she felt that Princess Du Ying should understand, it should be a secret language between Shen Qinghe and Du Ying.
The next afternoon, Ah Jiu listened outside the window all afternoon, Prince Dun drank tea all afternoon, Fu Yan and Shen Qinghe chatted all afternoon, Ah Jiu also felt bored and left, but Fu Yan and Shen Qinghe The chat was very engaging.
Therefore, Ah Jiu still thinks that Shen Qing and the same uncle are interested in each other, so her chances of winning the uncle are reduced by 10%.
"Can Miss An go?" Fu Yan said to An Qianru after a while, which was obviously to drive her away.
Ah Jiu turned around and realized that Uncle Huang was arranging the prints on the desk. She secretly said that it was not good. Uncle Huang is a man of high power, but he has his own arrangement for the way he arranges his things. Just now, I accidentally flipped through the pages and didn't organize them in time. I think Uncle Huang was already suspicious.
She watched An Qian limping and moved in front of Uncle Huang, "Isn't this the printed copy of Fengge?" After a while, she said, "I didn't expect that the power of King Huaijin already surpassed Fengge!"
"Your Majesty trusts me."
This sentence made Ah Jiu panic. How smart the uncle is, how could he not have guessed that she is also here? This sentence is just to perfunctory her. The ambition of this uncle is really higher than the sky. The sea is deep, and the dough is thicker than a copper wall.
"Trust?" An Qianru looked at Fu Yan packing the scattered prints and pressed them on it, preventing Fu Yan's next move, "King Huai Jin really knows what to say. This A Jiu is the capital of the emperor without government and no virtue. You know, it's just relying on your talent, the lord, and the lord's reputation is even more prosperous than that of Ah Jiu, doesn't the lord have no selfishness at all?"
Selfish? Ah Jiu does, but I don't know if the uncle has it. If so, the uncle probably wants to pull her out of the dragon chair. This is what Wen Xiangxiang analyzed with her, and it is the only one in the entire Feng Pavilion. A servant told her.
"This king is sincere, but Miss An is a woman who has such ambitions. She's not as witty as when she was still in the school." Fu Yan gently pushed her hand away, but An Qian shook it like a backhand. live.
An Qianru leaned closer to him, "My lord is not as close to me as before. In the past, my lord was able to enjoy flowers and write poems with me, but now, for the sake of Ah Jiu's imperial career, he is no longer able to meet me. It's not as good as before, hasn't the lord also changed?"
"This king hasn't changed, this king just promised the late emperor to protect his country." Fu Yan pulled his hand away, saw the hand that An Qianru was about to grab, and quickly retracted his hand, then folded the print, bypassing An Qianru. Qianru placed it on the shelf behind her.
"Then do you remember what you promised me?" An Qianru's voice was a little low, and Ajiu felt that An Qianru might be about to cry, because she used the same tone when she was about to cry, and it felt like she was in her heart. It's really uncomfortable to put a stone on it.
"This king has never promised you anything, so how can you remember it?" Fu Yan paused, but still refused ruthlessly.
An Qianru turned around and looked at Fu Yan, her clear eyes were covered with clouds, "Are you really heartless?"
"This king really didn't promise you anything, maybe it was someone else, you mistakenly remembered it as this king?"
It can't be said that she is lucky or unfortunate, Ajiu just came to check the epidemic situation, how did she meet these two people talking about the past, she really didn't know that there were so many connections between the two people.
"Back then in the academy, you put the curtain down and told me that you have to be loyal to me and love me all your life, isn't it?" An Qianru grabbed Fu Yan's hand and shed two tears.
Fu Yan was startled, "How do you know?" Then he nodded to himself, "This is what this king said, not for you."
No wonder An Qianru has been in love with him for so many years.
An Qianru shook her head, "No, you still recite poems against me all day long, aren't you..."
"No, this king only appreciates your literary talent."
"Then you still hold my hand?"
"Across the curtain?"
"Yes."
"That's not this king, it's Wen Xiangxiang."
When Ah Jiu heard the words Wen Xiangxiang, she almost didn't burst out laughing. She understood the conversation between the two people. No wonder Uncle Huang was with her because he admired her literary talent. No wonder she would look for Uncle Huang. .
No wonder Wen Xiangxiang has always been reluctant to go to Taifu's house, and even going back to Wenfu has to go the farthest around Taifu's house. The reason behind all this is that Wen Xiangxiang held An Qianru's hand when he was a child!
Ah Jiu sighed, what is this, alas, she has caught Wen Xiangxiang's handle, and is not afraid of Wen Xiangxiang laughing at her in the future.
Of course, it wasn't just Ah Jiu who was shocked, but also An Qianru, who was choked with tears in one breath. Her eyes were foggy and she couldn't see Fu Yan, just like she couldn't see who it was through the curtain, she waved her hand. , "You tease me? In order to break my heart for you, you use the name of Wen Xiangxiang to tease me!"
Fu Yan sighed, "This king doesn't lie to you." He took out a jinpa from somewhere and handed it to An Qianru, "Think about it carefully, have you ever seen Wen Xiangxiang again after so many years? Isn't it because he was hiding from you? Is it?"
An Qianru didn't pick up his Jinpa, "But I thought it was you for so many years, that's you!"