Jiang Tangzhou didn't know when he fell asleep, or when he got on the bed.
When he opened his eyes again, Yin Wenzheng was no longer in the room. The blurry red shadow in front of his eyes gave him a headache, he stretched out his hand and tapped his temple, feeling stuffy, probably because he had almost no sleep last night.
Thinking about it, it was already three o'clock in the morning.
He opened his mouth, but his voice was hoarse. After groping for a few sips of cold water, he made a sound: "Listen to the rain?"
After a while, someone opened the door and walked towards him.
Jiang Tangzhou sat up with his elbows on the bed and said, "Where did you sleep last night?"
"Return to King Zhen," a strange female voice sounded, "Ting Yu slept in the servant's room last night."
Jiang Tangzhou frowned slightly. Although he couldn't see it, he turned his head to look over it. He could only see a white shadow, but his figure was very graceful.
"Your servant is as simple as possible," the woman's voice was gentle, and she gave off a sense of calm and dignified when she spoke, "On weekdays, I serve the prince personally. The prince went to court early this morning, and ordered the servant to wait here for King Zhen You, King Zhen, if you need anything, just tell your slaves."
These words are generous, not like an ordinary little maid.
But Jiang Tangzhou didn't think much about it, he just said, "I want to go outside for a walk."
Ruojian replied: "The maidservant first waits for King Zhen to change his clothes."
After she finished speaking, she approached Jiang Tangzhou, chose a light-colored robe, and asked, "King Zhen, how about this one?"
"..." Jiang Tangzhou paused slightly, "I can't see, I can do anything."
The air froze for a moment, then Ruojian responded softly, took the suit she chose and put it on Jiang Tangzhou, and said while wearing it: "Although the prince has not ordered anything to the servant, but the servant still wants to wear it. Remind King Zhen, if King Zhen wants to wander around, he has to be careful in some places, without the permission of the crown prince, he cannot enter."
At this moment, Jiang Tangzhou felt something wrong in her words.
Instead he smiled: "Really?"
"..." Ruojian tightened her belt for him, lowered her head and said, "Although I don't know why the crown prince made this deal with King Zhen, it can always explain that the crown prince did not allow you to go anywhere in this mansion. "
Jiang Tangzhou's expression was slightly stiff this time.
It seems that Ruojian's identity is really not an ordinary maid, otherwise, it is impossible for her to know about the transaction between herself and Yin Wenzheng.
She didn't know how Yin Wenzheng felt about this maid, but at least she could feel that this girl Ruojian liked Yin Wenzheng.
Ruojian put on the clothes for him, took a step back, and bowed to salute: "The servant girl is going to wash up for the master."
Jiang Tangzhou gave a "hmm" and watched the white shadow gradually disappear, suddenly he was a little curious about what Miss Ruojian looked like.
The one who came back after a while was listening to the rain.
As soon as he came in and saw that he had already changed his clothes and was sitting there, he became angry: "Master, why did you let someone else change your clothes for you!" After finishing speaking, he moaned, "The clothes are not well-chosen, and the eyes are not good at all." good!"
Jiang Tangzhou smiled and said, "It's just a foreign object to cover your body, why do you care so much?"
"It's just not good-looking!" Ting Yu leaned over, sat down in front of Jiang Tangzhou, took a peach and wiped it with his sleeve, handed it to Jiang Tangzhou, and took one himself, "I slept with the eldest maid of the Prince's Mansion last night. I'm in the same room, but I'm curious, why can her maid sleep in such a big room, or in a separate room? I went out today to inquire, and I finally figured it out."
"What do you know?" Jiang Tangzhou couldn't help being aroused by Tingyu's words.
"It turns out that Miss Ruojian's identity is really not simple. Although she is only a maid, she is the personal maid of the prince. It is said that she grew up with the prince since she was a child. To put it more bluntly, she is a childhood sweetheart! "Listening to Yu's gossip with relish, and at the same time, I couldn't help worrying about my father, "Master, what do you think, why are you willing to marry... come to this prince's mansion? I only found out today after looking around for news. The most romantic and affectionate one among the masters, I don't know how many beauties are hidden in the mansion!"
"Very good." Jiang Tangzhou said.
Ting Yu's eyes widened. He never expected Jiang Tangzhou to react like this. He also forgot to chew the peach in his mouth. After a while, he muttered vaguely while chewing the peach: "There are so many competitors. , why do you still say it's good?"
"Silly girl." Jiang Tangzhou raised his hand and patted her on the head, "Do you really think that I came here willingly to be his three thousand beauties in the harem, and to compete for favor?"
"Then why not?"
"I'm here to take refuge." Jiang Tangzhou shook his head and sighed, "It's best if I don't even meet him."
Ting Yu seemed to understand but half understood: "But you are already married...you are already one with him."
"You do not understand."
"Hmph, why don't I understand?" Ting Yu snorted heavily, and said, "However, it's good that you don't feel sad, I'm also worried that there are too many Yingying and Yanyan around the prince, and our master will feel uncomfortable."
"How could it be?" Jiang Tangzhou squeezed her shoulder, "Your father is sitting a bit uncomfortable now, and wants to go out for a walk."
"Ting Yu will take Master there now." Ting Yu hurriedly gnawed the remaining peaches in two or three bites, and saw that Jiang Tangzhou's peaches were still in his hands, "Why don't you eat them, Master?"
"Do you still want it?" Jiang Tangzhou asked her, and handed the peach in his hand to Tingyu, "Eat it."
Ting Yu was not polite to him, took it and took a bite.
Although Jiang Tangzhou couldn't see it, he had been trained to be sensitive since he was a child. He knew that as soon as he walked out, many pairs of eyes would notice him.
It's normal, he just married the current prince yesterday, and he's still a man, so this matter has to attract attention from anyone.
But fortunately, those people were just looking at it, and no one really dared to come forward to talk.
The two walked around the small pond in the Prince's Mansion.
There is a scent of sweet-scented osmanthus in the air. It should be that the sweet-scented osmanthus here is in bloom. I heard from Yu that there is a small pavilion in the middle of the pond. It looks very interesting. It's a pity that they didn't find a ferry next to it. Otherwise, Jiangtang Zhou really wanted to go there and experience it Look at that small pavilion.
The conditions in the Prince's Mansion are good, very suitable for staying. Jiang Tangzhou suddenly felt that there was nothing wrong with Ruuo being here for a while.
Jiang Tangzhou stayed by the pool for a while, when he suddenly heard the sound of flute, he followed the sound and asked, "What's over there?"
"It's a man blowing." Ting Yu glanced at it, "Wearing a red dress. I heard from others that it is a forbidden area in the Prince's Mansion. People inside can't get out, and people outside can't get out without the permission of the Prince." Can't get in. Say yes... say yes..."
"Say what?" Jiang Tangzhou asked her.
"It is said that there are people from the prince."
Ting Yu's words were cryptic, but Jiang Tangzhou still understood.
There was an inexplicable feeling in his heart, Jiang Tangzhou raised his eyebrows slightly, and smiled: "There is a beauty hidden in the house?"
"I heard what those people said, and it should mean that."
Jiang Tangzhou smiled and said nothing more.
This situation, coupled with a little Xiao Sheng, is even more graceful.
In the middle of the afternoon, Yin Wenzheng came back.
Also brought a person.
Ting Yu lightly poked Jiang Tangzhou's arm and said, "It's General Xie."
Xie Yi took off his military uniform, and put on a dark-colored robe, which made him a little less majestic and a little more honest, Ting Yu couldn't help but look at it a few more times, thinking it was a little funny, Also chuckled out.
"Xie Yi?" Jiang Tangzhou asked, "You haven't set off yet?"
"Wei Chen is here to say goodbye." Xie Yi clasped his fists and said, "After a few days of delay, he never left the city. He plans to leave for Daqin tomorrow."
"Be careful all the way." Jiang Tangzhou nodded slightly at him.
Xie Yi paused, and glanced at Yin Wenzheng at the side. Although he didn't speak, Yin Wenzheng played the jade flute very interestingly, walked to the side, and avoided it.
Only then did Xie Yi take a step forward, took out a letter from his sleeve, handed it to Jiang Tangzhou, and said: "Prince Zhen, this is the letter written by the Queen Mother, I have specially ordered this minister to hand it over to you, and must not let others See."
Jiang Tangzhou sighed calmly, and motioned for Ting Yu to take it over: "This king knows."
Xie Yi nodded slightly, Jiang Tangzhou continued: "You wait here for a while, I will write back a letter, and you will pass it to the Queen Mother on my behalf."
"yes."
Jiang Tangzhou hurriedly ordered Ting Yu to get the pen and paper, but it was a pity that there were few records available here. Jiang Tangzhou wanted to sit on the ground, but Yin Wenzheng approached him and asked him, "You can't see, can you still write?"
"... I got it out of a little practice." Jiang Tangzhou was a little helpless, "It's just that the handwriting is not as good as others."
Yin Wenzheng let out an "oh" and bent down: "Come on."
"What?" Jiang Tangzhou was taken aback for a moment, only to see a shadow suddenly getting shorter.
"Write on my back." After Yin Wenzheng finished speaking, he grabbed his wrist and laid it straight on his back.
Xie Yi hurriedly said: "Prince Zhen, let the humble minister come, don't make mistakes..."
"Stay beside you." Yin Wenzheng rolled his eyes at him, "Write quickly, Ah Tang. My waist will get sore after bending for a long time."
Being urged by Yin Wenzheng, Jiang Tangzhou forgot that it was impolite, and pressed Yin Wenzheng's back with one hand through a thin layer of paper, while holding a pen with the other hand to write.
Yin Wenzheng's butterfly bones are particularly obvious, causing the paper to lift a corner, passing through the other's thin layer of clothing, as if flying lightly.
Jiang Tangzhou couldn't see it, but he could touch it. It was clearly just the temperature of body temperature, but it was so hot that his fingers almost melted.
Jiang Tangzhou typed up a lot of manuscripts, because Yin Wenzheng's pair of butterfly bones finally condensed the words into a few sentences in a hurry, and the signature was also written impetuously, which lacked a bit of the usual style of writing.
He took the paper, patted Yin Wenzheng lightly, and said, "It's done."
"Tsk." Yin Wenzheng's tone was somewhat regretful, "Why don't you write it longer?"
Jiang Tangzhou blushed immediately, and quickly changed the subject: "Let's take this letter to the Queen Mother."
"yes."
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