Xie Ying and Yan Fengqin greeted each other, the two men were deeply in the city, so naturally no one could see the turmoil in their eyes.
The queen mother smiled and looked at these few grandsons-in-law, who could be called the best in the dynasty, and knew that they were all going to be son-in-laws, and she also showed great favor to these grandson-in-laws, so she asked them to go drink on their own, without having to follow them at any time.
Xie Ying and the others took orders and went to another room.
When everyone arrived, the Queen Mother and the princesses began to have dinner. The little girls were all trying to please the Queen Mother. There was constant laughter during the dinner, and the atmosphere at the men's table became subtle.
Xie Shao seldom drank alcohol, and usually seldom talked.
Yan Fengqin knew Xie Shao's habits, so he didn't say anything. It's just that the wine glass is too small, so I asked the waiter to fetch two other shallow porcelain bowls. The newly presented porcelain bowl, painted with enamelled flowers, was clearly not a wine bowl. Although it's not big, at least it's better than a cup, so Yan Fengqin didn't ask to change it again.
Yan Fengqin lifted the holding pot and filled the two bowls, and looked at Xie Ying: "Third brother, we met in a hurry last time, and we didn't even finish drinking, how about making it up this time?"
Xie Ying glanced at him sideways, picked up one of the bowls casually, touched the other side, and drank it down with her head raised.
Yan Fengqin smiled: "I just like the refreshment of the third brother." He drank to the last drop.
Yan Fengqin then took another pot and poured it a second time. Xie Ying took the second time.
The two drank like drinking water, and the waiter on the side was stunned. This is the tea wine that Chen Zhou paid tribute to. It is mellow and sweet, and has great stamina. Duoren, in Wengquan Palace as in Jingzhou, asked the servants to continue serving wine, and specifically asked for a wine jar, not a jug.
The servant in charge of the men's table immediately went to ask the Empress Dowager, who frowned slightly: "There is no such way of drinking." After all, she said: "Let them alone."
The servant ran away in a hurry, and brought many jars of wine for Yan Fengqin.
Xie Shao stared at Xie Ying who was carrying bowl after bowl, always in a nonchalant manner. The other party drank in a hurry, a wisp of amber-colored wine escaped from the corner of his mouth, winding down along the raised chin, and soaking into the skirt of his clothes. Xie Shao's eyes moved slightly, knowing that Xie Ying was getting drunk.
He looked at Yan Fengqin and said: "Your Majesty, after all, you and A Ying have the emperor's life, if the princesses are summoned temporarily, it will not be good to see you drunk like this."
Yan Fengqin finally had a hint of drunkenness in his eyes. After thinking for a while, he looked at Xie Ying and said, "It's good to have a brother who cares about me. Third brother, can we drink again next time?"
Xie Ying's reddened eyes were full of sarcasm, and she smiled indifferently: "I will accompany you at any time."
Xie Ying was the first to leave the table. He really drank too much. Therefore, when he entered the Four Seasons Garden and hugged Zhu Yi who was changing clothes into his arms, the strong smell of alcohol made Zhu Yi fan the wind with his hands. want to escape.
"Yiyi." Xie Ying didn't allow her to escape, she leaned her back against the wall and lowered her head to kiss. The smell of wine in his mouth almost made Zhu Yi drunk.
"Why do you drink so much?" Zhu Yi finally got a break to speak, a little angry: "You wait, I'll make hangover soup!"
"No, I'm not drunk."
Xie Ying hugged Zhu Yi and put her on the couch again, bullied her and continued to cling to her mouth. Zhu Yi looked at Xie Ying who had her eyes closed all the time and only sucked her tongue. She couldn't laugh or cry, doubting whether he knew Who is he kissing.
It wasn't until Xie Ying said in an unclear tone next to her ear: "I really want to hide Yiyi." Zhu Yi was sure that he knew what he was doing. She frowned and said: "Drink the wine and talk nonsense."
Xie Ying smiled, and finally lifted his eyelids slightly. He stared at her condescendingly, like a beast staring at its prey: "Then I will stop talking nonsense."
Zhu Yi quickly understood what Xie Ying meant by not talking nonsense anymore. He really stopped talking nonsense, and turned into pretending to be crazy with the help of wine, letting his temper fool her.
Xie Ying completely regarded her as a little thing he liked, and his hands wantonly rubbed her round and flattened her, teasing her up and down. Zhu Yi was panting again and again from the man, her eyes were dim, and she gently held his hand, wanting to snuggle into his arms. But Xie Ying pushed her away, took her stripped outer garment and put it under her head to fall asleep.
"..." Zhu Yi stared at Xie Ying's sleeping face for a moment, and kicked hard at the drunk man's leg, but the next moment, she withdrew her foot with a low cry, and the muscles on the man's body poked her big toe so painfully, Zhu Yi sat on the bed and rubbed her feet lightly, feeling like crying, who made Xie Ying drunk? Let her be so unlucky.
However, Zhu Yi loves cleanliness again, so she had to get up to get water to scrub Xie Ying, and she was busy for a while before she fell asleep.
She woke up suddenly at five o'clock, but Xie Ying had already left. Zhu Yi lost his sleepiness and simply got up.
In Wengquan Palace, the princesses arranged their meals in one place every day, unlike in the Forbidden City, they all shared the meals with the queen mother or concubine mother.
After Zhu Yi practiced calligraphy for a while, she put down the pen and asked Zhu Chuo to have breakfast together.
Zhu Chuo's court ladies all knew that the two sisters were very close, and there was no communication. Zhu Yi entered the room and called out, "A Chuo." Zhu Chuo hid his hands behind his back.
Zhu Yi was slightly startled, stepped forward and took her hand and said, "I've seen it all, don't hide it!"
So the purse in Zhu Chuo's hand was pulled over by Zhu Yi. It was dark blue satin, embroidered with gold and silver thread... what? Zhu Yi tsk tsk, the crooked stitches were indeed made by Zhu Chuo himself. And it looks like it was made for men.
"What are you embroidering?" Zhu Yi studied the somewhat complicated pattern on it: "The drum-eyed cow?"
"It's a tiger head, what a bulging cow! Can't you see the Wang character pattern on it?" Zhu Chuo snatched the purse back.
Zhu Yi said: "For... Han Yunrong?"
"Yes." Zhu Chuo nodded shyly, and said again: "My third son, don't be jealous, I'll make you a purse, and I'll embroider a phoenix for you."
Zhu Yi quickly waved her hand: "No, I can't bear to work too hard on A Chuo doing these things." The most important thing was that she didn't want to wear a bald chicken on her body.
"That's fine." Zhu Chuo didn't insist, she also knew that she was like a girl. This "general" is still the effect of her self-beautification.
Zhu Yi was thinking, Zhu Chuo had even finished the purse, so she... then asked: "A Chuo, do you still plan to do what you said that day?"
"What's the matter?" Zhu Chuo pretended to be stupid.
Zhu Yidao: "That's what you said, trying to seduce Han Yunrong."
Zhu Chuo choked for a moment, and Zhu Yi was quite bold sometimes, she thought the other party would be embarrassed to mention it. Seeing this, he couldn't avoid it, and said: "Third son, don't worry about me, anyway, I must be with him. Apart from having a child, I can't think of any other way to get my father to marry me."
Zhu Yi sighed: "But let's not talk about whether the father will let you get what you want, it's not you... After that, you will definitely have a pregnancy. Look at the many women that the father favors, how many of them are pregnant with dragon heirs?"
"I know." Zhu Chuo muttered in a low voice: "But if it's in the days I counted, it's easy to have."
Does she even know this? Zhu Yi was silent for a moment: "A Chuo, you are a little girl, you are not afraid at all if you want to talk to Han Yunrong?"
Zhu Chuo's charming little face finally turned red: "If you're afraid of being with others, you're not afraid of being with Han Yunrong. And you don't understand, that kind of thing is very comfortable."
Zhu Yi frowned and asked doubtfully, "How do you know if you're comfortable?"
Zhu Chuo coughed twice: "It's written in the story book. And when I was in the Shenghe Palace, I accidentally heard Zhu Xiuce and that Ling Ji of the Jiaofang Division..." Zhu Chuo was still shy after all, his voice became smaller and smaller, following Buzzing like a mosquito: "Then Ling Ji is so comfortable to breathe out, begging Zhu Xiuce to stop with her."
Zhu Yi squeezed her fingers, is it... There are still people who keep barking, shouldn't they stop? It seems that she can't cope with Xie Ying's request for too long every time.
"In short, if a woman feels uncomfortable, either she doesn't like that man, or that man's 'kungfu' is not good." Zhu Chuo made a "great knowledge" conclusion, which she stole from Aunt Liu's private conversation with others. heard.
Zhu Yi's face slowly turned red, and Zhu Chuo said mysteriously: "I tell you, third child, there are skills in this kind of thing. We will get married next year, and we have to know sooner or later. It's better to know sooner. At that time, I will be more comfortable. Like Yan Yuer, she already knows a lot."
Zhu Chuo is such a talker, she couldn't stop once she opened her mouth, her snow-white ears were obviously red, and she continued: "And, do you think that there are few girls in the circle of noble girls who understand these things? I heard that some of them Many people have been using the fragrance prescriptions given by their wives since they were young. For example, Zhen Xi, who can make the father so obsessed, I am afraid that he would have known this earlier."
"A Chuo!" Zhu Yi didn't know that there were so many people, she put on a straight face to hide her embarrassment. Originally, she was trying to dissuade Zhu Chuo, but it turned into such a conversation.
Zhu Chuo hurriedly said, "I know Yiyi is shy, so I won't say anything for now."
The two went to the Shuxue hall where they had dinner together.
In the blink of an eye, it was the afternoon, the most suitable time for bathing, and the princesses naturally couldn't sit still. Bathing in soup in the snowy winter is simply a joy in life.
Both the empress and the queen mother have their own fixed pools. Except for these three spring pools, the others are all chosen by the princesses. Zhu Jing suggested to go to the largest Pearl Pool to bathe in the soup. After all, the bigger the pool is, the more comfortable it is. Everyone agreed, and Zhu Yi couldn't object.
The Pearl Pool is surrounded by several bamboo poles, and the rich green color embraces a pool of clear waves. The milky mist rises on the water surface, and the floating petals of dense circles are lightly rippling.
These petals were collected by Wengquan Palace's servants as early as spring and summer, and they were dried in the shade and stored in ceramic pots, waiting for the noble masters to take them at any time when they come to Wengquan Palace in winter.
The petals absorb the spring water, and the aroma is evaporated by the heat of the spring. The whole pool is filled with a warm fragrance, as if a hundred flowers bloom in winter.
Because of other plans, Zhu Yi dawdled in the dressing room for a while, seeing that Zhu Chuo and the others couldn't wait to get into the water before they began to take off their dresses.
Zhu Yi saw a gauze cloak of red golden silk peony at Zhu Chuo last night, so she took it away, and just wrapped it tightly from the chest to the heel of the legs. Although it is a thin layer, it can be wound like this several times. , is enough to cover up the traces Xie Ying left on her body.
Zhu Yi had thought of Wengquan Palace Mutang for a long time, but he didn't want Xie Ying to destroy it.
She walked towards the spring pool, and all the girls in the pool looked over. The red gauze just covered her plump breasts and round buttocks, but she saw the large expanse of Sai Xue's skin contrasting sharply with the bright red gauze, It outlines the enchanting ups and downs that make women blush when they look at it, and a pair of evenly white and tender long legs are exposed under the red gauze. From the plump thighs to the slender ankles, everything is exquisite and soft. Plus that glamorous face...
Yan Yuer's first thought after returning to her senses was that if Xie Ying and his brother saw Zhu Yi like this...
Zhu Yi stepped into the pool with his feet up, and the red coral ring between his ankles was also eye-catching.
Zhu Chuo excitedly yelled: "Third brother, I'm about to have a nosebleed!" Then he swung his legs, like a dexterous fish, and swam towards Zhu Yi from the depths of the water.
Zhu Yi leaned against the stone wall and sat by the shallowest pool, spitting on Zhu Chuo's exaggeration. In fact, Zhu Chuo's figure is also graceful and graceful, but not too sexy. She would rather be born like Zhu Chuo.
"Let me see, when did you get a hoop to wear on your feet?" Zhu Chuo went to grab Zhu Yi's feet. Yan Yu'er looked at Zhu Yi's feet thoughtfully, her eyes dimmed.