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Lu Shiqing stopped talking immediately and froze in place.
By the time he came to his senses and invited Xuan in, the time had already gone so long that it seemed a little suspicious.
As soon as Xuan entered the room, she looked around. The first thing she saw was his bed curtains, and the second was under his table.
Lu Shiqing had a headache: "Mother, there is no one in there, you..." He restrained himself from getting angry, "Come, sit down and have a rest."
Xuan sat down with a suspicious look on her face and asked, "Who are you talking to when you are talking so mysteriously?"
"I... read books."
"Which book has Miss Yuan written about it? Do you think I'm easy to bully?" She glanced at him and suddenly asked, "I'm asking you, what's Princess Shaohe's name?"
How did this involve Shao and the princess again? He personally poured tea for Xuan and replied, "How could I remember?"
"Where is Cen Sanniang from earlier?"
Lu Shiqing had an expression that asked, "Is there still a Sanniang in the Cen family?"
"What about Liu Qi Niang, Ye Siniang, Bai Liu Niang, and Shen Jiu Niang?" Seeing her son's face clearly showing "Where did they come from?", she said with more certainty, "You can't remember them, right? I don't think you can remember these girls who threw branches at you!"
Lu Shiqing nodded. Not only could he not remember, he even suspected that these were all made up by his mother.
After Xuan had laid the groundwork, she finally got to the point: "If that's the case, how come you remember the name of the young lady from the Yuan family?"
Lu Shiqing choked.
He had no idea how he remembered it. He had just blurted it out in a moment of panic in the carriage. He had a good memory and could not forget the name he had said.
Thinking of this, he frowned and thought to himself that this was not good.
Seeing that he couldn't answer, Xuan snorted coldly: "Mother has sent people to find out the truth. Now the whole Chang'an city is in an uproar. Everyone knows that a banished fairy-like person drove a golden BMW to take you back home. How dare you hide the matter of sour plum soup from mother?" After saying that, she clapped her hands without waiting for his explanation.
A maid came in from the open door, holding a jade plate in her hand. On it was the sour plum soup that Yuan Cihan had sent, but it was served in the white porcelain bowl that Lu Shiqing usually used.
Lu Shiqing was filled with astonishment.
"Mother knows how rare Ferghana horses are. Looking around Chang'an, only Princess Shaohe has a reddish-brown one, and the Yuan family has a light-gold one. Who else could have sent this sour plum soup if not Miss Yuan?" Xuan sighed, "When mother was desperate to marry your father, she was also so humble, bringing charcoal in the snow and making cold soup in the summer... Oh, the ice storage in the early years was not as good as it is now, so mother spent a lot of effort on this..."
As she spoke, she wiped her non-existent tears with a handkerchief and choked up, "Since you've already accepted it, why would you pass it on to someone else and let Miss Yuan down! If it were me, I would be so heartbroken and shed three thousand tears..." After that, she narrowed her eyes and raised her slender hand, "I've tested this soup for you. It's not poisonous. Drink it!"
"… "
Lu Shiqing lowered his eyes and looked at the bowl of sour plum soup for a long time, then wrinkled his nose.
Sometimes, like Lu Shuangyu, he wondered if he was picked up from under a bridge. Because his mother might not remember, he didn't eat sour food.
…
It is very likely that Miss Yuan, who was so heartbroken that she shed three thousand tears, really encountered a setback.
The Xuanzheng Palace held court every three days, and Lu Shiqing had to serve as attendant to Emperor Huining every other day, and teach the Thirteenth Prince to read and write. She calculated with her fingers that in the next half month, he might not leave the palace for the whole day for only four days at most. In this way, she should have countless opportunities to arrest him.
But for several days in a row, she couldn't find any trace of him.
Maybe Lu Shiqing changed his way to avoid her. He was quite capable, slipping from one place to another like a loach.
She sat in the garden bored to death, enjoying the cool breeze, picked a few flowers, picked the petals one by one and threw them into the pond.
Jiang Birou accompanied her at the side, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, and said, "My little ancestor, you should be more sympathetic to women and not waste these flowers."
She sighed, "I have been kind to these flowers, but who will be kind to me?"
"Isn't there the Sixth Prince? Yesterday, your brother ran into him at the New Year's Day. When he saw your brother, he didn't show any displeasure at all. He just said that we were not meant to be together and he wouldn't force it. But if you have changed your mind, he is willing to wait for good news. You said, now that the whole city knows that you love Minister Lu, but he doesn't care at all. Isn't it true that he is deeply in love with you?"
Yuan Cixian also heard what his brother said, and immediately frowned and said, "These are just polite words from the noble man."
Jiang Birou stared at her for a while and said, "Cixian, do you have any prejudice against the Sixth Prince? It's hard to find a good man like him, so don't regret it in the future."
Yuan Cixian paused. Her sister-in-law looked like she really didn't know what her brother and Zheng Zhuo were up to. She didn't know if Yuan Yu had kept it a secret or if Jiang Birou was really too naive.
She said, "Sister-in-law, please don't persuade me. I just like Minister Lu." She added, "I like him very much!"
She seemed bored after she said that and continued to pick flowers with her head down. After a while, she saw Shi Cui walking towards her quickly.
Yuan Cixian looked up and asked, "How come, is there any news about Minister Lu?"
Shi Cui shook her head: "My dear lady, a distinguished guest has come to visit."
"What kind of distinguished guest?"
"Princess Shaohe."
She said "Oh" and asked in confusion: "Who is Princess Shaohe?"
"It's the princess that Jianzhi mentioned to you before, who married into the Marquis's Mansion and later became a widow." Shi Cui was surprised after she reminded him. This noble lady was the young lady's strongest rival in love. How could she not care about such an important matter
Yuan Cixian remembered now and said with sudden realization, "It's her." Then he asked, "Why did she come to my Yuan Mansion?"
"I don't know, I just know that your Excellency has asked to see you."
Yuan Cihan took Shicui and Jianzhi with him and went to the main hall. At first glance, he saw a woman in light crimson riding clothes sitting in the middle. She had her hair tied in a man's bun and was not wearing any makeup. She had an ordinary appearance and a black mole under her left eye.
She stepped forward and bowed: "Ci Xian greets the noble master, may the noble master be well and safe."
Yuan Cixian's behavior was neat and tidy, and there was no fault to be found in it.
The person below stood up leisurely and said calmly, "I'm afraid you've made the wrong gesture, County Lady. This is my personal maid."
When she heard that, she tilted her head and looked, and saw a woman dressed exactly the same sitting below her. Judging from her appearance, she was indeed very different from the so-called maid. She had an almond-shaped face and peach cheeks, and looked very delicate and pitiful. The same black mole under her eye could be called a beauty mole.
Yuan Cixian didn't understand why the noble lady had come up with this trick right away. After all, paying respects to a maid wouldn't cost her a piece of meat. She smiled faintly, "Forgive Cixian for my poor eyesight, but looking at it this way, it's true that the noble lady's appearance is... slightly better."
Zheng Yun's expression changed slightly, but he soon smiled again: "Please sit down, County Lady." After that, he winked at the maidservant at the top, indicating that she should return to the proper place.
Yuan Cixian then welcomed her back to the upper seat, sat opposite her and asked, "My dear lady, why are you visiting my humble abode?"
She shook her head and said, "Nothing. I was just passing by Shengyefang on my way and remembered that my father often mentioned you these days, so I came to see you."
Yuan Cixian's eyes showed a hint of surprise: "Fortunately, the Saint thought of me. Cixian is flattered."
The two exchanged a few pleasantries. Zheng Yun glanced at the sun outside and said, "It's getting late. I should go back to the palace to watch my Thirteenth Brother have his meal. This child is naughty and even the palace staff can't catch him."
Yuan Cixian stood up to see him off calmly, a thought quietly turning to his mind.
I heard that the biological mother of the thirteenth prince was a concubine. Four years ago, this concubine surnamed Wen died young, and the prince, who had just been born, was adopted by the then Concubine De, now Empress Liang.
Since Zheng Yun was born to Empress Liang, she must have had a close relationship with this younger brother. But in her dream, she never heard of Princess Shaohe, nor did she know what happened to her later. When the thirteenth prince ascended the throne, she, the eldest princess, would probably also be honored and rich.
When they reached the gate of the mansion, Zheng Yun paused and turned back to say, "When you have time, come to the palace to visit your father. He was still talking about you coming to Chang'an for more than half a month, but you didn't even remember him."
"The sage is busy with many things and cannot be summoned. How dare Ci Xian disturb him casually? Now that the noble master has invited me, I will not be polite. I will definitely attend the appointment in a few days."
In a few days, when our Minister Lu is in the palace, I will definitely keep the appointment.
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