"Yes, the empress said that Miss Wen is a person who cherishes talents, and she will not embarrass Miss Zhang Yao. Today, Mr. Fu is willing to compromise for Miss Zhang Yao, and he will also help Miss Wen because of Miss Zhang Yao in the future."
Fuqin was mid-sentence, glanced over and continued: "Today's matter is the excuse given to Miss Wen by the empress. In the future, Miss Wen will not have to worry about the empress changing sides midway."
"Did she ask you to say this?" Wen Qingzhu was a little unsure. Xia Feiyuan and Luo Chan gradually exceeded his expectations.
In addition, the Fuqin in front of him was actually trained so well by Luo Chan.
"Yes." Fuqin smiled.
Wen Qingzhu raised his head and looked over there, and found that the two people could no longer be seen, but ambiguous voices kept coming.
"Let's go." Wen Qingzhu turned around, feeling increasingly irritable.
Wen Qingzhu didn't like this feeling when one or two things were out of his control.
As soon as he returned to the banquet, before he even walked to the seat, Jiang Yijia's proud laughter came from in front of him.
"Sister Dejia, you are saying this as if I, my sister, have robbed you of your marriage?"
Wen Qingzhu looked up and saw that Jiang Yijia was holding Fu Lie's hand, and Jiang Dejia was blocking the way.
Fu Lie over there seemed to feel Wen Qingzhu's gaze, and subconsciously pushed Fu Lie's hand away.
But Jiang Yijia whispered something.
Wen Qingzhu knew how to read lips, and Jiang Yijia was threatening Fu Lie.
You don't want her life!
Fu Lie did not move and avoided Wen Qingzhu's sight.
Jiang Dejia seemed to feel something and turned his head to look over.
"Qingzhu! You're back!"
"Yes." Wen Qingzhu walked over with a smile, stood next to Jiang Dejia, and looked at Fu Lie and Jiang Yijia quietly.
I was really curious, could Jiang Yijia threaten her life
"I did not mean… "
Before Jiang Dejia finished speaking, Wen Qingzhu raised his hand and said with a smile: "Master Fu Marquis and Princess Yijia are a match made in heaven, how could I misunderstand them!"
No longer paying attention to others, Wen Qingzhu took Jiang Dejia's hand and said, "I'm going to see Concubine Wei."
After leaving the banquet, Jiang Dejia always wanted to explain something, but was interrupted by Wen Qingzhu.
But before they reached Jingping Palace, Zhui Feng stopped them.
"Miss Wen, His Highness King Chu wants to see you."
"Tell him that I will do what I promised." Wen Qingzhu had no intention of going.
But Zhui Feng refused to give way: "Miss Wen, not only Your Highness, but Concubine Wan also wants to see you."
Wen Qingzhu didn't say anything, but Jiang Dejia finally understood what she meant and said, "Step back, I don't have much time."
On the Lantern Festival, Jiang Yijia accompanied the emperor to watch the fireworks. Unexpectedly, the railing of the balcony came loose and she fell under the city wall. She was rescued by the emperor's secret guards.
The moment she landed, Jiang Yijia pulled out the golden hairpin and tried to kill someone, but was knocked unconscious by the secret guard's palm.
Later Jiang Yijia was sent back to the palace.
When leaving the palace, Wen Qingzhu glanced at the city wall that was being repaired.
The craftsmen braved the cold wind and were working hard on repairs. The stewards and guards also brought two groups of people to inspect them one by one.
"Lu Tao, who do you think did what happened to Jiang Yijia?"
"I'm not sure, but I'm afraid this basin of dirty water will be poured on the young lady early tomorrow morning."
Wen Qingzhu looked away and turned around to get into the carriage.
This matter may have been done by Wanbi, or it may have been done by Xia Feiyuan, but it is more likely that Jiang Yijia directed and acted.
Three days later, Concubine Wen arrived at Xue Mansion by car.
In the front hall, Jasmine smiled and said to Wen Qingfang: "Concubine, please wait a moment. The young lady contracted the cold two days ago and is feeling unwell. Her dressing up has been a little slow."
"You're welcome, Seventh Sister, just take your time." Wen Qingfang was patient and not in a hurry.
Even though she had been waiting for almost an hour, she had to see Wen Qingzhu today and persuade her to attend Wen Mingyu's wedding.
About half an hour later, Wen Qingzhu arrived late.
"Seventh sister, are you feeling better?" Wen Qingfang quickly stood up and walked to her, but this time she did not extend her hand to express her warmth.
Wen Qingzhu sat down calmly, smiled and said, "Thank you for your concern, Concubine, I'm much better."
"Then don't worry, Seventh Sister will have to show her respect for tomorrow's wedding, otherwise the house will not be lively." Wen Qingfang said as she asked the maid to bring the best ginseng.
The maid opened the box and Wen Qingzhu took a closer look. It was 500-year-old ginseng.
Wen Qingzhu immediately laughed. It seemed that Prince Huai's Mansion was slowly gaining status.
Next, Wen Qingfang said a lot, both implicitly and explicitly, that she wanted Wen Qingzhu to attend the wedding.
But Wen Qingzhu refused to let go. In desperation, Wen Qingfang had no choice but to say: "I know what happened in the hall that day!"
"What do you mean?" Wen Qingzhu narrowed his eyes slightly.
Wen Qingfang felt a little relieved when she saw that she was finally interested.
But she didn't plan to say it immediately. She wanted to slowly ask Wen Qingzhu: "It's a long story..."
"Then there's no need to say it!" Wen Qingzhu stood up directly, holding Lu Tao's hand and said, "I'm tired and I'm going to rest."
"Seventh sister! Aren't you curious at all about why the emperor is willing to grant a marriage? Do you know that you are being played around by Concubine Wan and King Chu!"
Wen Qingfang was anxious and could no longer afford to hide it: "The emperor made a big mistake back then! It was related to the Yang family, and even more so to your grandfather! In addition, the emperor could not forgive her after the last palace change. Only then did I agree to her request!”
After hearing this, Wen Qingzhu squinted over and asked calmly: "Then what does Concubine Wen want from me?"
Seeing that she was willing to reply, Wen Qingfang walked up, looked at Lu Tao and said, "I can only speak to you."
Wen Qingzhu curled his lips and told Lu Tao and the others to retreat.
Wen Qingfang also asked his people to retreat, and finally whispered to Wen Qingzhu: "Back then, you transferred the witchcraft from Wen Qingmei's body to your brother's body. I don't blame you, but Xia Feiyuan and Wen Qinglan will be coming to the wedding tomorrow. We can cooperate to deal with them.”
"Concubine Wen really thinks so?" Wen Qingzhu smiled meaningfully.
Xia Feiyuan of the Marquis of Jingyuan wanted to avenge Xia Feiyan and deal with Wen Qingfang, so she came to find him.
Wen Qinglan of Prince Chu's Mansion had previously cooperated with Wen Qingfang to deal with her, but later turned around and sold Wen Qingfang out because she wanted to keep any children she might have.
Now Wen Qingfang came to the door again and wanted to deal with Xia Feiyuan and Wen Qinglan.
Although Wen Qingfang didn't say it explicitly, Wen Qingzhu knew that everything she did was for Jiang Yuansheng, for the Huai Palace, and for the emperor's eldest grandson she gave birth to.
It's so much fun!
"Do you think you are confident in dealing with them?" Wen Qingzhu didn't believe her, "Not to mention Wen Qinglan, you can't easily touch Xia Feiyuan."
"As long as the seventh sister comes over tomorrow, I will surprise her. There are also surprises prepared for her. I believe she will not be disappointed."
Wen Qingfang was full of confidence and threw out a temptation that Wen Qingzhu could not resist.
"I know that my sister must have recovered some of her memories, but don't you want to know how Wanbi did it? What happened in the paddock that day? How did our fourth sister plot against you? As long as you help me tomorrow, I can tell you everything you want to know!"
Wen Qingzhu took a deep breath, but did not directly agree to her: "Let's go see it tomorrow."
"Then I'll wait for you." Wen Qingfang finally felt relieved.
Wen Qingzhu wanted to send her off, but Wen Qingfang refused.
It was late at night, and the green pottery was waiting for Wen Qingzhu to take a bath.
She took out a new bottle of essence, opened it and sent it to Wen Qingzhu: "Miss, smell it. This is the essence sent by Master Qiao. It is said that this is the only bottle at the moment. Miss, smell it and see, but like?"
Wen Qingzhu, who had his eyes closed, suddenly opened them when he smelled this faint but unique fragrance.
Placed in front of her was a green and transparent bottle with complicated patterns carved on it.
"It's the peach blossom pond water that is hard to find. It seems that he is worried about Lu Ce." Wen Qingzhu thought of the deal between himself and Lu Ce, and suddenly shook his head and smiled.
"That's it." Wen Qingzhu closed his eyes again.
The sun is rising, the sky is clear and the air is clear.
The snow that fell a few days ago has basically melted, and the cold seems to have dissipated a bit.
Wen Qingzhu picked out a set of plain clothes and set off with Lv Tao.
It had been a long time since he came to the Wen family's old house. When he came to the door again, Wen Qingzhu felt a strange feeling in his heart.
After walking a few steps, a voice suddenly came from behind that made Wen Qingzhu feel unhappy.
"Miss Wen will actually come to this wedding?"
Wen Qingzhu turned around and saw Jiang Yijia, who was dressed in bright red, and Fu Lie, who was dressed in black clothes, stood beside him.
When they arrived, Jiang Yijia carefully looked at Wen Qingzhu's attire: "You look like you are here for a wedding, more like you are here for a funeral."
"But I think the princess is dressed like the bride today. It would be bad if someone misunderstood her!" Wen Qingzhu counterattacked without hesitation.
Before Jiang Yijia could react, she took Lu Tao away.
Jiang Yijia was so angry that her mouth was filled with smoke. She looked askance at Fu Lie who was smiling. She immediately changed her focus and said in a conspiratorial tone: "Master Fu Marquis must fulfill his promise to me! Otherwise, I will never be polite!" "
Fu Lie frowned, but said nothing and followed the direction Wen Qingzhu left.
Seeing that he was so disrespectful, Jiang Yijia became even more angry and started shouting regardless of face: "Fu Lie! Please take one more step to see me!"
Fu Lie seemed as if he hadn't heard anything and didn't pay attention at all.
The guests coming around, although far away, could not help but whisper.
Ziyu bravely stepped forward and tried to persuade her: "Princess, let's go in first."
There was a slap in the face, which hit Ziyu directly on the face.
Jiang Yijia stared at her fiercely: "How dare you laugh at me! Don't you want to live?"
"Princess, spare your life! It's all your slave's fault!" Ziyu knelt down in fear, not daring to say anything anymore.
When they arrived at the Wen family's old house after a long absence, Wen Qingzhu didn't need anyone to lead the way. He went directly to a secluded courtyard and asked the maid to take them in.
After a while, Fu Lie also followed.
"Qingqing."
Wen Qingzhu glanced behind him: "Why did the Marquis abandon the princess? Aren't you afraid of the emperor's reproach?"
Fu Lie was about to explain when he suddenly felt someone staring at them.
So he changed his expression and stepped forward anxiously: "This matter is not what you imagined. I have my own reasons!"
"Oh?" Wen Qingzhu naturally felt that someone was staring at them, but Fu Lie's words still sent a message.
Jiang Yijia didn't really want to marry Fu Lie, but had an ulterior motive.
But before Fu Lie could speak, a man he hadn't seen for a long time came over.
"Miss Seven."
Looking at the visitor, Wen Qingzhu smiled: "Auntie is here."
The person who came was Oriole, who had betrayed Wen Qingfang before. He was wearing a set of old and not new clothes. He was not very old, but he had wrinkles around his eyes and tail.