"What are you thinking?" Yang Tingjing hugged Fenghuang with both hands and asked gently, Fenghuang turned his head and looked up at Yang Tingjing, his eyes were like stars in the night sky, Yang Tingjing bowed his head and kissed Fenghuang's delicate beauty With lips that were about to drip, Fenghuang pushed him and said coquettishly: "Oh, what are you doing, I didn't turn around to kiss you."
Yang Tingjing looked at Fenghuang amusedly, shook his head and said, "Then what are you doing when you turn your head?"
"Let me tell you, I know something today, and I always feel a little uncomfortable... Have you ever met my mother?" Fenghuang looked at Yang Tingjing nervously, Yang Tingjing shook his head as he thought about it, Fenghuang said with some regret: "I don't remember it myself. Niangqin is actually a very vague word for me, but suddenly someone told me that my mother had prepared the dowry for my marriage before she was alive, and this dowry was still there. When it was worth thousands of gold, I was a little at a loss."
The words Ziqian said appeared in Fenghuang's mind again:
Your mother is afraid that you will be wronged after you get married, thinking that with these things by your side for you, others will give you some face.
How thoughtful her mother was, Ziqian also said that what her mother left behind was not only Beili Pavilion, but Beili Pavilion was a hidden pile, and she could not easily reveal her identity, and there was also a seemingly ordinary opera house in the city. Building, there are many famous actresses singing ditties in this building, all of them are just performing arts and not selling themselves. Some distinguished guests in the city like to drink tea and listen to music here, even if she tells it that it is hers, it doesn't matter, because everyone in the capital knows that this music building is ordinary, and there are very few guests.
However, the specific function of this Qulou is to collect intelligence.
Fenghuang talked a lot about Yang Tingjing, she didn't know what she was talking about, and while talking, Fenghuang felt sleepy and curled up in Yang Tingjing's arms and fell asleep. Yang Tingjing looked at Phoenix in his arms softly, and he was very happy that she could tell him these things. God knows that the person he sent to protect her was intercepted, and how furious he was when she didn't know the conversation with that person.
Fortunately, that man left for southern Xinjiang, otherwise he didn't know if he would ask this man for advice.
He will not ask Fenghuang's secrets, and Fenghuang will not take the initiative to ask his secrets. This kind of getting along makes him feel very comfortable, and he suddenly thinks about something like a tacit understanding, oh, it turns out that this is him. made. Yang Tingjing hugged Fenghuang all night without sleep. He thought that the hidden piles arranged over the years should also be activated.
On the second day, Yang Tingjing received a message from Concubine Shu, asking him to enter the palace.
Fenghuang was lying on the bed and refused to let Yang Tingjing get up. She said angrily: "Your mother and concubine just want you to marry that Qingye. If you dare to marry, hmph, I will run away from home!"
Yang Tingjing couldn't laugh or cry, he hooked Fenghuang's nose and said, "Well, I see." Then Fenghuang let Yang Tingjing leave, lay down in the room for a while and then got up. Fenghuang wandered to the vicinity of Yang Tingjing's study, and she saw Yang Tingjing's servant carrying a basket of autumn chrysanthemums walking towards Yang Tingjing's study, Fenghuang narrowed his eyes and shouted: "Stop."
"Princess, do you have any orders?" Chu Ge said with his head down.
"What are you doing with a basket of autumn chrysanthemums?" Fenghuang asked suspiciously, Chu Ge looked at the chrysanthemums in his hand and said, "Miss Qingye said that the prince is not in good health, so she specially picked these autumn chrysanthemums for the prince to soak in water. Said that Qiuju is not an ordinary chrysanthemum, it has the effect of conditioning the body, and Miss Qingye also said that this Qiuju is only found in her courtyard."
I don't know if Chu Ge did it on purpose, and talked about Qingye several times in a row. Looking at the white flowers in the basket, Fenghuang found it very dazzling. She pondered and said, "Give it back to Miss Qingye, what do you want to do with these white chrysanthemums for the prince, wish him a speedy birth? It's like going to a grave." Take it back and tell Qingye that the princess has accepted her wish for the prince, but the color of this autumn chrysanthemum is really unlucky, she should keep it for herself and drink it slowly, after all, she is also pregnant."
"Your subordinate will take it back now." Chu Ge said with a hidden smile, this princess is really interesting, she said that it would be unlucky for the prince to drink this autumn chrysanthemum, but let Qingye drink it by herself.
Fenghuang gave a "hmm" and waved his hands and said, "Hurry up, tell her by the way, this is her first child and it's not convenient for her to get up, so don't wander around the house if it's okay." Yesterday Qingye used this as an excuse not to serve her When she eats, she has always been a little narrow-minded, and even a little bit of retribution, isn't it inconvenient for you to have a heavy body for the first time, then stay in the green garden and raise the baby slowly.
Qingye's expression was very good when he received the news. After Chu Ge left Qingyuan, Qiuju, who Qingye picked up on the table, fell to the ground hard. Fenghuang said that this Qiuju was unlucky, and that if you drink it for the prince, you will curse him to death! Fenghuang said so and asked her to come back and drink slowly, and said that she was pregnant after all, what did Fenghuang mean!
Telling her not to wander around the house if she has nothing to do, is this a disguised form of restraining her? Qingye is angry in her heart, she has been here in the palace for some time, but Yang Tingjing has no intention of accepting her as a concubine, not to mention, Yang Tingjing has never seen her in the past these days! If Yang Tingjing came to this green garden, she would still be sure to keep Yang Tingjing, but Yang Tingjing just didn't come, Qingye believed in her heart that it must be what Fenghuang said in front of Yang Tingjing.
Aoba dismissed the serving maid, picked up a pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and quickly wrote a line on the paper, attracting a carrier pigeon, tied the letter paper to the carrier pigeon's leg and let it out, a trace of viciousness flashed in Aoba's eyes, Phoenix This woman can't stay anymore!
Although there are many eyeliners in Yang Tingjing's palace, it doesn't mean that Yang Tingjing can't detect the movements of these eyeliners. In the past, he didn't detect them. He can come and go freely in his mansion, but now, the Seven Kings Mansion is no longer what it used to be.
Chu Ge intercepted Qingye's carrier pigeon, and he kept the letter paper, waiting for Yang Tingjing to return to the mansion and hand it over to Yang Tingjing.
After Yang Tingjing came back, he read the contents of the letter and said with a sneer: "Go ahead and burn it. The princess likes to eat roasted squab these days. I see this white pigeon is very good. Let's give the princess an extra meal tonight."
Fenghuang didn't know what Yang Tingjing said when he went to the palace. When Fenghuang went to Concubine Shu's bedroom again, Concubine Shu never mentioned the matter of Fenghuang urging Yang Tingjing to accept Qingye as a side concubine. Wang Fuzhong is getting more and more annoyed, because she is not the master, servant or guest, it is really embarrassing.
Aoba felt that even the servants who served her looked down on her more and more, and her temper became irritable for no reason.