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Yuan Cixian would of course go because she could see Lu Shiqing and visit the prince's mansion, but she was a little curious: "It's the sixth prince's birthday, why is it your husband who sent me the invitation?"
"The servants of the Prince's Mansion arrived at Yongxingfang first, and the young master intercepted your invitation and asked me to deliver it to you." He cleared his throat and said, "What the young master meant is that now is different from the past. In the future, invitations from strangers should be passed to him first, and then he will come forward to give it to you..."
Who gave him the rules? This fiancé must have exceeded his authority.
Yuan Cixian cursed, "Stingy," but the corners of her mouth rose slightly.
Yuan Yu couldn't stand it anymore and angrily said to Cao An, "Where's my invitation? Was it intercepted by your husband too?"
"No, it was taken by my husband." Cao An smiled embarrassedly and explained, "My husband said that General Yuan is busy with official duties, so why bother you with such a small matter. He will accompany the county lady to the banquet, so please rest assured."
Yuan Yu almost got angry, but Yuan Cixian didn't mean to make the decision for him. He hesitated for a moment and said, "Yes, brother, you have to walk with Xiao Hei every day, which is too hard. You can stay at home. I will bring you whatever you want to eat or drink."
"… "
She patted her brother's shoulder to comfort him, and then she put the invitation in her pocket and told Cao An, "Tell your husband to pick me up as soon as possible."
*
On February 14, Lu Shiqing arrived too early. Yuan Cixian was still fast asleep when Shicui woke her up. She heard that he was waiting at the gate of the mansion.
She sat on the bed for a while, and only after looking at the dim light in the sky did she come to her senses.
She had just dreamed again.
This time, the dream jumped to many years after her death, on the eve of the thirteenth prince's accession to the throne. She heard the people talking, "Have you heard? Last night, there was a coup in Daming Palace, corpses were everywhere, blood flowed like a river...Lu Zhongshu is really cruel."
Someone else said mysteriously, "He has been cruel for a long time. Over the years, the princes in the court have died or become disabled. Looking back now, isn't it all his doing? In my opinion, the sudden death of the Sixth Prince was probably related to him."
The one in front continued to sigh: "That's right. When the Thirteenth Prince ascends the throne tomorrow, the young emperor will be a puppet, and he, the prime minister, will be able to do whatever he wants. Maybe soon, the Zhou Dynasty will have to change its name..."
"Shh!" A voice interrupted the two of them, "Be quiet, be quiet, and don't talk about state affairs."
Yuan Cixian was awakened when she heard this.
Shi Cui saw that her eyes were wide open, as if she was stupid, so she reminded her again: "Young lady, Minister Lu is waiting for you outside, can't you get up?"
She said "Oh" and slowly lifted the quilt.
He is now Minister Lu, and will probably be Secretary Lu in the future.
She recalled the words in her dream over and over again, finished dressing up like a wandering soul, and ran into Yuan Yu when she went out of the yard. Probably seeing that she was in low spirits, he asked her what was wrong.
She evaded the question, "Nothing, I'm going out."
Yuan Yu let her walk a few steps, then noticed that she was walking slowly, and something seemed wrong, so he stopped her again and asked in a low voice: "You look so sleepy, did you dream of something strange again?"
Yuan Cixian hesitated for a while, because he was really upset, so he said to Shicui, "Tell Minister Lu to wait for me for a while. I have something to say to my brother."
After she finished speaking, she went back to the study with Yuan Yu and explained the new content of the dream in a concise manner.
Yuan Yu was also shocked when he heard this, thinking that it was no wonder that his sister was so distracted, and hesitantly said: "In that case, Lu Zishu may have helped the Thirteenth Prince to ascend to the throne because he was greedy for power?"
"How could that be!" Yuan Cixian said firmly, and then muttered, "He is not that kind of person..."
Yuan Yu said in embarrassment: "Brother, I didn't say that Lu Zishu is definitely a bad person, but it is true that this person is scheming. You can tell from his actions over the past six months that he is not absolutely loyal to the Saint, and he is not close to the Second Prince and Prince Ping. According to the dream, the secret behind the sudden death of the Sixth Prince... I'm afraid he is really involved in many things, and it's hard to guarantee that he is not a cruel and ruthless person. Brother is just reminding you not to be blinded by personal feelings, because the person in front of you may not be the real him."
"As you said, seeing is not necessarily true, and hearing is even more empty!" She argued, "What can the words of a few common people prove? Forcing the emperor to abdicate or overthrowing a few princes are just means they saw. How can they know whether his purpose is public or private? If after many years, it is indeed the saint who is unkind and the princes are unworthy, what does it matter even if the country changes its name?"
After she said that, she suddenly stood up and said, "I'm going out." Then she walked out of the house, came to Lu Shiqing's car, and pulled open his curtain.
Because of her anger, her movements were a little bigger. Lu Shiqing, who was drafting a document at the desk, raised his eyelids and asked in confusion, "Did your brother feed you gunpowder?"
Yuan Cixian didn't want to be upset by something that seemed to be completely untrue, so she changed the subject and said, "As my fiancée's first appearance, of course I have to be passionate."
Still passionate. Lu Shiqing glanced at her, pushed a bowl of thin porridge beside him, and motioned her to drink: "Try how long I've been waiting for yourself." Probably meant that the porridge had cooled down by waiting.
Yuan Cixian sat down with him, took a sip of porridge to taste it, then took a spoonful and put it to his mouth: "It's just the right temperature, if you don't believe me, drink it."
Lu Shiqing looked down at the spoon she had drunk from and did not move for a moment.
Seeing that he refused to eat, she said, "Forget it if you don't want to drink it," and put the spoon into her mouth.
Lu Shiqing had made an exception for her a long time ago, but because he had been obsessed with mysophobia for many years, he would subconsciously hesitate when faced with such a situation. However, she gave up so quickly that he only had time to see her put a spoonful of porridge into her mouth, and then a drop of soup left at the corner of her mouth.
The milky white soup hung on her cherry-red lips, and it seemed that she would suck it into her mouth in the next moment. Lu Shiqing's mind moved, and he suddenly felt a dry mouth. He leaned over and quickly took the drop of juice into his mouth.
Yuan Cixian's heart skipped a beat and she suddenly felt the car was cramped and she had difficulty breathing. But she saw Lu Shiqing sitting upright and continuing to draft official documents, but the strokes he made with his pen trembled and created tiny ripples.
Then she heard him say calmly, "It's shameful to waste food."
The carriage was no more spacious than other places, and a little bit of intimacy could make people feel hot. Yuan Cihan secretly complained about his good excuses, but on the surface she agreed with his nonchalant attitude. She said "Oh" to indicate that she understood, then looked up at the roof of the carriage, glanced at the wall, and continued to drink her porridge.
After the carriage rumbled out of Shengyefang and saw that it was not heading to Zheng Zhuo's mansion, Yuan Cihan asked, "Doesn't the Sixth Prince live in Anxingfang?" Then he vaguely remembered, "I think he will host a banquet for us in the evening. Where are you taking me so early?" After saying this, he looked at Lu Shiqing expectantly.
Lu Shiqing's answer was very serious: "I have some official documents to hand over to the Saint. It's too troublesome to go back and forth. You can come with me."
"… "
I have never seen a person who is more boring than Lu Shiqing. She sighed in her heart and complained, "He is just a fourth-rank official, why is he so diligent?" After she said this, she suddenly remembered her dream and said half-jokingly and half-seriously, "But speaking of it, I had a strange dream yesterday. I dreamed that many years later, you became a high-ranking official."
Lu Shiqing was slightly stunned: "Many years later? Then what did you do?"
Yuan Cixian choked. She thought Lu Shiqing would definitely ask him what official position he held, but she didn't expect that he only cared about his own wealth and fame, and where was she.
How could such a person be greedy for power
She stared at him for a long while and then said with a smile, "As for me, of course I am the wife of a high-ranking official. Is there any need to ask?"
Lu Shiqing seemed to think she was joking. He curled his lips and changed the subject: "After delivering the official documents to the Saint, you still have to go teach the Thirteenth Prince. If you are bored, go hang out in the palace."
Yuan Cixian had always wanted to get in touch with Zheng Pei, but she hadn't found the opportunity. How could she give up now? She hurriedly said, "With you, I'll never be bored wherever I go!"
She was used to teasing him, and she could talk about love without stopping. Lu Shiqing glanced at her and said, "I have to go to the Ministry of Internal Affairs for work. Are you coming with me?"
Yuan Cixian immediately revealed her true colors: "Oh, about this, I won't go there. I will stay in Hanliang Palace to help you look after the Thirteenth Prince."
*
Lu Shiqing and Yuan Cihan arrived at Hanliang Palace and found Zheng Pei flying kites with the palace maids. He was running back and forth like crazy, his head wet with sweat. When he saw the two of them, he invited them to play with him.
To be more precise, he was greeting Lu Shiqing. Zheng Pei was only five years old and had only met Yuan Cixian once last year, so he didn't seem to remember her very well.
Of course, Lu Shiqing was not the kind of person who would fly kites with a child. He asked the palace people to leave, and then assigned homework to Zheng Pei. He lowered his head and looked at the unhappy boy and said, "I have to go out to do something now. Your Highness, please review the book and I will test you when I come back."
Zheng Pei, wearing a small gown, muttered, "I haven't played enough, I don't want to read! I want this pretty sister to fly a kite with me!"
Lu Shiqing glanced at the "pretty sister" beside him and said, "Your Highness, she is not your pretty sister."
The little guy muttered, "Who is that?"
Yuan Cixian thought the boy was adorable. Seeing that Shaohe was not at home today, as long as Lu Shiqing left, the Hanliang Palace would be the place for her and the future emperor to cultivate their relationship. So she smiled and said, "I am your beautiful teacher's wife." Then she said to Lu Shiqing, "Go and do your work quickly. Leave this little guy to me."
Lu Shiqing choked. This guy was really in a hurry to get rid of him. But he had something important to do, so he turned around and walked away. After a few steps, he said, "When I come back, if he can't answer the homework, I will punish you too."
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