Late at night, the scenery on the other side passed by quickly on both sides. Someone stood on the bow with his hands on the railing, looking at the blurry scenery outside in the pitch-black darkness, with a light always shining in his eyes.
She is going back to the capital.
The more King Zheng wanted to send her away, the more she wanted to come back.
Why should she leave?!
Qing He couldn't figure it out, so she gripped the fence tightly with both hands, as if she wanted to pinch a hole in it. Her eyes, which had been open for a long time, finally closed, and a tear slowly fell from her eyes.
She suffered so much for King Zheng, just to hold on to see her, but in the end, when everything was settled, when he found his biological daughter and moved Ming Yuyou's grave back to the royal tomb in his fiefdom, she was abandoned.
When the cunning rabbit dies, the running dog is cooked.
She had done this for Prince Zheng and the young lady, but now, the prince and his men could no longer tolerate her.
The coldness around her was perhaps even thicker than the water in the river, but the women standing behind her were not at all vague and went up to persuade her to go back to the cabin to rest.
Qing He wiped her tears, followed closely and returned to the cabin. She took a blanket and wrapped her lower body. She sat on the bed and looked coldly at the women in front of her, asking them, "Do you take your master's words seriously?"
These women were all dressed neatly and cleanly. Qinghe had been a maid for so many years that she could tell at a glance that the masters of these people must be either rich or noble.
A maid with long face and scowl sitting beside her said with a smile: "How can it not be true? Don't worry, young lady, as long as you are obedient, when you arrive in the capital, our master will naturally grant you whatever you want to do."
The day of leaving Beijing seemed to be just around the corner, but it also seemed like an unknown amount of time had passed. Qing He buried her head in the quilt and cried, thinking about King Zheng and the suffering she had endured over the years. The resentment in her heart surged up along with the fatigue, and it took a long time before she closed her eyes and fell asleep.
When she stepped onto the ground again, she didn't know how many days had passed. It was already late at night. She was placed in an ordinary villa and her every move was under surveillance.
She knew that the person behind the scenes who helped her escape from the prince's escort must be after the secret from that year - this was the only valuable thing she had.
Now that everyone knows, she is not afraid of being watched. She will stay wherever she wants anyway. When the time comes, the person behind the scenes will reveal his true colors.
But now the person behind her obviously didn't think about really asking her anything.
Smoke rose from the small Buddhist hall, and the whole room was filled with the scent of sandalwood. Mrs. Peng finished reciting a sutra with her brows lowered and was helped to stand up and have breakfast. Only then did she have time to listen to people talking about this matter.
Knowing that the person had been brought back and settled, she did not react much, but just raised her eyelids slightly, said "I know", and then instructed that the news must not be leaked.
Some people are not as important as they think they are.
Madam Peng slowly wiped her lips with her handkerchief and asked about the really important matter: "Have you delivered the gift to the Wei family?"
Lu Yu stepped aside knowingly, and Peng Shun's wife quickly stepped forward to answer, "It was delivered. The Third Madam thanked her and returned a basket of rose cakes."
Mrs. Peng nodded, and when she had finished dealing with matters in the mansion, she heard that her son had returned, then she smiled again and asked someone to invite him.
Peng Caichen went out of the city with a few young masters from the Huairen Marquis's mansion. He felt that things were not going his way recently, so he simply went out of the city to go horse racing with them, and only came back now.
When he heard that his mother was looking for him, he quickly changed his clothes and rushed to his mother's room.
Mrs. Peng looked him up and down and frowned: "It's a little darker."
Peng Caichen was happy. After running around for so long, he felt that the burden on him at home was much lighter. He laughed indifferently, "It's black, so what? As a man, why do you need to be so fair?"
Madam Peng glanced at him sideways, reached out and tapped his head gently, but her tone was gentle: "Girls don't like big and strong guys."
Then he asked Luyu, "Have the clothes made for the young master in the needlework room been cut?"
As soon as Lu Yu nodded, Peng Caichen was puzzled: "Why do you need to cut clothes for no reason? Didn't you just cut clothes during the Zhongyuan Festival?"
The clothes in their house are custom-made all year round, for spring, summer, autumn and winter. Although there are always new ones in the middle, they have never been added so frequently.
Madam Peng glanced at him, nodded to Luyu, and waited until Luyu left before frowning, "I just told you this a few days ago, how come you forgot again? Madam Chen's family will have a banquet in a few days, so of course you have to go."
Mrs. Chen...
Peng Caichen thought for a while before realizing that it was Censor Chen's residence. He nodded, but was a little confused: "Then the previous ones are done for, why are you suddenly mobilizing so many people to make new ones?"
Mrs. Peng let him sit down, and couldn't help but smile: "Silly boy, if you want to please the girls, you must dress neatly. Otherwise, who would be willing to look at you?"
To please the girls... ... Peng Caichen felt something was wrong when he heard it. After thinking about it again, he immediately understood the deeper meaning of his mother's words and couldn't help but frown.
He doesn't like Wei An.
This girl is a troublemaker and a bad omen. She is responsible for all kinds of troubles. She was responsible for the accident that happened to Li Gui Niang at their family gathering. Later, she was responsible for the accident that happened to Li Gui Niang at another village and Li Shao's death. These were also related to her.
She even offends princesses.
If you marry someone like this who causes trouble every day, won’t your family be worried every day
What's more, Wei'an...
With her reputation like this, who would dare to want her?!
He shook his head with a cold face: "Why do you have to join in the fun at Dingbei Marquis's Mansion? I won't go."
In his opinion, the current situation at home is quite good - Concubine De has given birth to a prince, Concubine Yu is very popular in the Linjiang Palace, and his uncles are all successful, and his father is also rising steadily.
The family is thriving, why do we need to rely on a woman to add icing on the cake
Besides, what exactly can Wei An add to the family
She is just a princess in name only!
Madam Peng sighed, her brows turned cold, and with a glance, all the servants around her left.
She looked at her son and coughed softly, "If you don't want to go, go and tell your father yourself! You're so old, but you get angry easily... It's already been decided at home, how can you just say you don't want to go?!"
It was rare for her to scold people like this, and Peng Caichen finally lowered his head and stopped talking.