The moonlight shines on her face, her eyebrows are delicate, the corners of her eyes are a little raised, and the makeup is very rich and vulgar, it is surprisingly Yin'er who once took in Feng Zhiwei in Lanxiangyuan.
"Dian... Dian..." Yin'er's eyes widened in horror, feeling that the hand holding her throat showed no signs of letting go, thinking of the cruelty and ruthlessness of this master, she felt regretful and fearful in her heart, she blinked, tears were already rolling out , smeared the rouge on his face, and landed on the back of Ning Yi's hand.
Ning Yi let go of his hand abruptly, as unexpected as his strike, Yin'er staggered back, covered her throat and couldn't help coughing, but didn't dare to say a word.
Ning Yi turned around with his hands behind his back, and a black shadow slanted and long under the moonlight.
"Although you are not my subordinate, you should understand my rules." After a while Ning Yi said coldly, "How can you inquire about my affairs?"
"Yes..." Yin'er trembled in the dust.
"Tomorrow I will buy Lanxiangyuan for you, so you don't have to do that business anymore."
Yin'er, who thought she was going to be punished, raised her head in surprise, thinking she had heard wrong.
"This king clearly rewards and punishes." Ning Yi's tone has returned to calm, "You have been doing well in Lanxiangyuan for two years. At the beginning, the fifth brother wanted to touch His Majesty's will and searched everywhere for news about Jue Dingxiu Niang. It was you who went through the brothel. Sister got it, I haven't rewarded you yet, let's reward you together now."
The tears on Yin'er's face were still wet, but her eyes were filled with joy, and she murmured: "Over there, master..."
"Your master, I'll go and talk about it. She won't say anything. You haven't left Lanxiangyuan. The yard will be yours in the future, so you need to worry about it."
"Yes! Thank you, Your Highness!" Yin'er kowtowed with tears in her eyes.
Ning Yi didn't speak, and Yin'er didn't dare to move. She was more afraid of this prince with deep palace than her real master.
"You didn't meet me today, nor did you see anyone... did you?" Ning Yi said calmly for a long while.
Yin'er trembled all over, knowing that if she answered a wrong word at this time, the hand that had just choked her throat and then let go would choke it again without hesitation.
"My servant is serving guests in Lanxiangyuan tonight, and I have never come out." She immediately replied, "Your Highness will not even know about this servant when he returns to Beijing."
"What about Master Wei?" Ning Yi asked lightly again.
"My servant has never met Mr. Wei, but only heard about him in the market. If Mr. Wei comes to the courtyard in the future, this servant will definitely take good care of him."
"Yeah." Ning Yi turned around, the corners of his lips curled up, "You remember correctly?"
"The servant girl answered the same way in front of the master, so it's not wrong."
Nodding his head, Ning Yi smiled and said, "Haosheng, prepare to be your Lanxiang homeowner, congratulations."
He walked away like a cloud and flowing water, walked ten feet, and a dozen black shadows flashed under the trees by the side of the road, picked him up and got on the horse.
Yin'er lay on the ground for a long time, listening to the rush of the river, watching the lonely bridge, her back was covered with sweat and heavy clothes.
Feng Zhiwei didn't know about this episode after she left, she was having a steaming dinner in the station.
Shao Ning waited at the gate of the post station for half an afternoon, but finally couldn't bear it anymore, fearing that the key to the palace gate, went back angrily, and threatened before leaving that he would not find it in one day, two days, two days, and three days, he would not believe it. Wei Zhi you've shrunk into a mouse hole and can't get out!
Feng Zhiwei just smiled wryly when he heard the words, and Zong Chen contacted the subordinates who stayed in the imperial capital at the beginning, only to find out that the relatives that Shao Ning had booked, the young man of the family died suddenly a month before the door, and the princess became a princess. After looking at the widow, she cried and clamored to be a filial piety for others, but Emperor Tiansheng naturally refused, and she clamored to become a monk, Emperor Tiansheng sternly refused, and the old emperor dared not marry her only daughter. Mention it again—when she mentions it, she cries like crazy, saying that she is a miserable person, and she will go to the emperor's nunnery to practice for the rest of her life.
Shao Ning got her wish and left herself in the palace, and will stay there for a long time. Feng Zhiwei could only shake her head when she heard the news, and a thought flashed in her mind—the fiancé who died suddenly was really ill. Did he die, or did he die suddenly because of this marriage
With Shao Ning's ruthless decision to kill people in front of the imperial court, she could have done such a thing. Their Ning family blood is very ruthless.
Feng Zhiwei guessed that he would have to hand over his military power when he returned to Beijing, and at most he would be awarded a military title. The original deputy minister of rites would probably be replaced by a regular one, but even if he sat upright, he would definitely not be able to interfere in Shaoning's marriage in the future. It was Shao Ning's warning to her - if you arrange one, I will kill one.
During the meal, Zong Chen also told her the news that the dancer in the palace who performed the dance at the concubine Chang's birthday banquet, became prosperous after entering the palace, and was promoted to three levels in a few months. Recently, she has been conferred the title of Concubine Qing , this empress is extremely cunning, the harem is now being cleaned up for her so much that she dare not show it, and she is extremely favored by Emperor Tiansheng, and she sleeps with her almost every night. It is now rumored in the Tiansheng court that it seems that this Empress Qing, Probably sooner or later, Emperor Tiansheng will add an eleventh prince.
"It's no wonder that with Ning Yi's current state of response, the emperor has not made him the crown prince." Feng Zhi smiled slightly, "Are you waiting for the future eleventh prince?"
"I don't think His Highness the King of Chu is too worried." Zong Chen smiled, "So what if the so-called Eleven Princes are established? How many years can the old emperor live? A baby in swaddle can fight against the mighty King of Chu ?”
"The civil and military affairs of the dynasty, half of them belong to the Chu king's sect." Feng Zhiwei nodded his chopsticks, "I am waiting for the day when I will be wooed."
Zong Chen and Hua Qiong glanced at her at the same time, Feng Zhiwei's eyes were clear, nothing unusual.
Yan Huaishi didn't know what was going on, so he came over excitedly and said, "That's a good feeling. Back then, you and His Highness were in the South China Sea. How did you cooperate tacitly? Now it's time for the Lord and Minister to join hands and make another good story... Ouch."
The beautiful longing was interrupted by an unceremonious pinch, Yan Huaishi turned around in astonishment, and saw Hua Qiong unceremoniously stuffing Hua Changtian, who was gnawing on his fist, into his arms, "Your son is going to sleep , to coax."
Yan Huaishi lowered his head and looked at the cheap son in his arms. The little guy was smiling at him with his fists in his mouth. A pair of slender eyes that resembled Huaqiong's ex-husband, a scholar, had begun to take shape.
Everyone looked up.
Kind of holding my breath.
The biggest gap between Hua Qiong and Yan Huaishi is the hierarchical concept of aristocratic families, the most noble family in the South China Sea with royal blood, and the huge and insurmountable gap between the private school husband and daughter, and the talented wife who has fallen behind.