Yan Qing's matter was known by Yin Wenzheng, but the other party didn't say anything. After half a day, Tingyu heard that Yin Wenzheng had dealt with half of the girls in the backyard and sent them out of the house. .
Ting Yu forgot the half-watered flowers, leaned forward and said in a very low voice: "Master, what do you think he means?"
"It's a bright day, why are you talking so sneakily?" Jiang Tangzhou looked at her amusedly, "I don't know, I thought you were going to do something bad."
"Don't you always say that walls have ears?" Ting Yu smacked his lips a few times, and said, "I don't know why now, the more I look at that person, the more strange it becomes. Everything he does makes me...cough, Think about that."
"Which aspect?" Jiang Tangzhou hadn't realized the meaning of Ting Yu's words.
Ting Yu put down the things in his hands and wanted to move forward, so Yan Qing walked in with an empty basket, Ting Yu had to shut up - although the other party is also a member of the master's staff now, but his temper, after all, it has not been a long time People's hearts, she felt that she should pay more attention.
"All the clothes are put away for washing." Yan Qing wiped the sweat from the tip of her nose, took out a brocade box from her sleeve, and handed it to Jiang Tangzhou, "My lord, this servant bumped into the crown prince in the front and said that I should hand over this thing to him." here you are."
"What is it?" Ting Yu fished it over, "Master, can I open it?"
"Yes." Jiang Tangzhou nodded.
Ting Yu looked at the brocade box swiftly, and then let out a cry of surprise: "Ah! Isn't this the jade hairpin?"
Jiang Tangzhou frowned calmly.
After Ting Yu was pleasantly surprised, he put away the expression on his face, glanced at Jiang Tangzhou, saw that Jiang Tangzhou's expression had not changed, and said, "It's strange, why did he give you this thing... Didn't he say that day, Will you win Liu Yuzan and give it to that girl Ruojian?"
Jiang Tangzhou said lightly: "Perhaps they don't want it."
"This stream jade hairpin is so beautiful, is there anyone who would like it?" Ting Yu stroked the brocade box with his fingers, with a look of liking, and after a while, he closed the box and handed it to Jiang Tangzhou again.
Jiang Tangzhou asked her, "You like it very much?"
"Of course," Ting Yu nodded, "I'm afraid there is no woman who doesn't like this jade hairpin."
"Then you can take it." Jiang Tangzhou said, "Your birthday will be half a month away, and I can't think of what I can give you this time. Since you like this thing, I will give it to you as a birthday present." .”
"But..." Ting Yu hesitated again and again, "But this jade hairpin was given to you by the prince, if you give it to me again, will you..."
Jiang Tangzhou shook his head and smiled: "I just want you to accept a gift, why are you talking so much?"
Ting Yu didn't speak, so Jiang Tangzhou had no choice but to add: "Don't worry, I have my own plan in mind."
Only then did Ting Yu accept the jade hairpin with peace of mind, and bowed his knees to salute: "Thank you, Ting Yu."
Ting Yu happily took Liu Yuzan back into the house, presumably planning to try it out and make it look good. Yan Qing replaced Jiang Tangzhou with a new cup of tea, only to hear Jiang Tangzhou ask: "He didn't ask you to convey a few words on his behalf?"
"Never." Yan Qing thought for a while, and then added, "However, when the maid came here just now, I heard that it was the prince's birthday in a few days, and now the gifts from the outer palace are being delivered to the prince's mansion, all kinds of rare treasures Both, if you feel bored, why don’t your slaves take you to have a look?”
"There's no need to join in the fun." Jiang Tangzhou wasn't interested in presents, but he still felt a slight twitch when he learned that Yin Wenzheng's birthday would be in a few days.
In any case, since I am also in the position of the princess, I should always prepare a gift, otherwise I will lose their rule of Qin Guo.
"Has everyone been sent over?"
In the large and empty house, the smoke from the incense burner curled up, and a reassuring fragrance lingered in the room. The surrounding windows were closed tightly. It was clearly daytime, but the room was very dark, only a faint lamp Candle lights illuminate one side.
The man was reclining on the imperial concubine's couch, half-closed his eyes and was putting something into his mouth, while a man dressed as a servant was crawling under him, his head was pressed tightly against the cold ground, and he didn't even dare to lift it. Hearing the words, he only dared to reply: "Yes, I sent it over."
"He took it?"
"I picked it up..." said the man kneeling on the ground, "However, it was sent to another remote courtyard. It looks like it's not going to be used."
The man stopped talking, and after a long while sneered, he said, "It's his fate this time, let him escape, but next time he won't have such good luck."
"What Your Highness said," said the man on the ground, kowtowing twice, "With His Highness's ability, he will never be given another chance."
"You get up." The man who had been lying on the couch finally stood up slowly, half of his face was illuminated by the candlelight, revealing a pair of sinister eyes—it was the sanctimonious third prince Ling Xun who was standing above the hall. Qin is also.
"Fortunately, His Royal Highness was far-sighted and expected that the prince would have a chance to escape, so he never exposed himself from the beginning to the end, otherwise..." The man on the ground raised his head slightly, looked at Ling Xunqin, and boasted, "Your Highness has laid out the situation in advance, Use that woman to win the favor of the fifth prince first, blow his pillow wind, make the fifth prince even more concerned about the matter of being humiliated that day, and buy the horse breeder in advance, and find a dead man who can't pry his mouth. The fifth prince still can't figure it out, why the few people he found suddenly turned into dozens of people... If something went wrong this time, it would kill two birds with one stone, and how the fifth prince will end up is also unknown."
Ling Xunqin sneered: "Then Ling and Jin are nothing but idiots! Everything is pointed at him like this, but the emperor still wants to protect him. Thinking about it, Ling Yingchong really used the exchange of military power. He is just an idiot, and it is worth it He is so aggressive?"
Ling Xunqin dared to say such words, but others did not dare to scold the emperor. Therefore, Ling Xunqin only got silence after venting his anger, which made him even more angry. The thing fell to the ground, and said bitterly: "If I hadn't planned ahead of time this time and included the fifth child, I'm afraid I would really fall into it!"
"I just don't know how the prince escaped?" The man frowned, "Our army was wiped out, and we didn't get any useful news."
The shadow of the candle flame danced slightly, and the room flickered for a moment, half of Ling Xunqin's face was soaked in the darkness, and the outline was gradually blurred and swallowed.
"...this crown prince," Ling Xunqin paused, "there are still many others."
The ring pendant sounded softly, and lotuses grew every step of the way. The original sandalwood was covered by a stronger fragrance of women at some point, and everywhere it went, it was enveloped. Jiang Tangzhou frowned unconsciously.
A group of women by the lake are standing upright, Ruo Jian is standing aside and remembering something, looking into the shade of a tree, a certain prince is enjoying himself lying on the couch, eating a grape peeled by the maid from time to time, There is a woman beside him shaking a fan, how can he enjoy the tea can be described.
Such a beautiful scene, this beauty is indeed frowning—Ting Yu frowned: "Is this a beauty pageant?"
"What?" Jiang Tangzhou couldn't see it either, but could only smell the strong fragrance of a woman.
Ting Yu described the scene before him to him: "It seems that the Prince's Mansion is about to enter a group of beauties—it should be the Prince's birthday, and they should be sent from other places to please."
Jiang Tangzhou raised his eyebrows slightly, and looked over there—although he could only see a blurry shadow.
But such a movement still caught Yin Wenzheng's attention. He saw Jiang Tangzhou from afar, and was about to greet him, but he turned away without saying anything—he was inexplicably panicked.
Another grape was fed up, Yin Wenzheng couldn't care less, he stretched out his hand to block it, but quickly got up and chased in the direction of Jiang Tangzhou.
Jiang Tangzhou was stopped by someone, and finally smelled the familiar sandalwood in the woman's fragrance, so he stopped, nodded slightly and said, "Prince."
"Those girls were sent over from the Third Prince's Mansion," Yin Wenzheng didn't know why he wanted to explain, but when he realized that he was explaining, he had already said it, and he simply finished it. "I don't think it's a simple matter of sending someone over here. I don't know how many eyeliners are in it. I plan to put it in a side courtyard. It's not clear if you don't see it."
"How to deal with it, the prince can decide by himself."
Yin Wenzheng's heart sank, and he carefully observed the expression on Jiang Tangzhou's face—he was wearing a faint smile as always, which was no different from before, and he should be lifeless.
But he wasn't angry, so why did he feel even more unhappy in his heart
Yin Wenzheng frowned, stared at Jiang Tangzhou for a while, and suddenly said: "I just feel that it seems a bit wasteful to throw all of them into the courtyard—how about that, King Zhen, go and pick one, who do you like?" It’s all done, so I will give it to you.”
There was finally a crack in the calmness on Jiang Tangzhou's face—he pursed his lips before returning to normal: "The prince is joking, I don't like any beauties, and I'm not very interested in this kind of thing... ’” He seemed a little angry—and not.
The smile on his face faded a little, and he continued to move forward calmly supported by Tingyu, but Yin Wenzheng could sense and was sure that Jiang Tangzhou was a little angry.
But why is he angry? Yin Wenzheng rubbed his chin, watched Jiang Tangzhou's figure go further and further away, and suddenly reacted.
Could it be... that I poked his heartache
He said he didn't have much interest in this kind of thing... Could it be that he didn't raise it
If he doesn't lift it... I wonder if he has tried it? Is it true not to lift? No wonder... she's over twenty and a half years old, but she doesn't even have a princess.
Yin Wenzheng felt as if he had discovered a big secret, for some reason, the displeasure just now was swept away, and instead he quickened his pace to catch up with great interest.
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