Unexpected Marriage Meets Mr.Right - V3.C40
The morning sun shines on the body, warm, rare comfortable, Qingfeng walk very slowly, far away there is a person, see them come, immediately turned to go, Qingfeng squint, lips slightly Yang, loudly called: “stop.”
The man was so stiff that he didn’t want to turn around. Qingfeng had already come to him, so he had to kneel and salute: “I’ve met Qingpin Niangniang. Auntie Jin’an
Qingfeng said with a smile, “who should I be? It turns out that I am manager Xu.”
Xu Ji trembled all over and said, “I dare not.”
“Oh?” Green maple so do not know, asked in a low voice: “you dare not what?”
Qingfeng’s intonation is not high, but Xu Ji is in a cold sweat. It’s widely spread in the palace that Louxiang insists on marrying Qingling. Even if her sister can’t become Louxiang’s wife in the future, it must be the side wife. Which brother-in-law doesn’t protect his sister-in-law? Besides, the emperor stayed in Qingfeng hall last night, and Duke Wu asked the imperial dining room to prepare ginseng soup early in the morning, which is only the treatment of the imperial concubines who left Longzhong Ah! If she really gave birth to the emperor?? Oh, it’s hard to save his life! The more he thought about it, the more scared he was. Xu Ji fell down on his knees with a plop and complained repeatedly: “I’m a slave. I’ve offended my mother without eyes before, and I’ll ask her not to worry about her faults.”
“What did manager Xu say? My palace is such a mean person?”
“That’s not what I mean. Please forgive me!” Xu Ji was even more frightened and almost kowtowed.
After seeing enough of his terrified minions, Qingfeng waved his hand and sighed with a smile: “well, you and I are predestined. Only when we enter the palace can we have such origins. The food you arranged last time is quite to my palace’s taste. In the future, the food in my palace will depend on you. Get up. ”
In these years, Xu Ji is also a smart man. He hears the meaning of Qingfeng’s words, and immediately respectfully returns to flattery: “thank you! The slave must serve the emperor and empress better. Serve your mother with all your heart
“Step back.”
“Yes.” Xu Jichang breathed a sigh and stepped back with a smiling face. I didn’t expect that he was so lucky today. Qingfeng didn’t care about the past. If so, it would be a good thing for her to be favored. Maybe he could get some sweets.
Looking at his image of a villain’s success, Poria cocos warned in a worried low voice: “master, Xu Ji’s mind is narrow-minded, and he takes the helm when he sees the wind?”
Green maple ha ha laughs, “know how to steer the wind are smart people.”
In Lingyun palace, Zhen Zhen is lying on a soft couch reading a book. A little maid in waiting walks into the room and stops beside Wu er. She says softly, “sister Wu Er, I’m looking for you outside.”
Zhen Zhen looks up from the book. The maid in waiting kneels down in fear. Princess Hui likes to be quiet. Usually, she has a good temper. It’s absolutely impossible to quarrel with her to read and rest. The maid in waiting trembles. Wu Er waves her hand and the maid in waiting steps back.
What is she doing here? Zhen Zhen brows deep lock, dance son said: “maidservant went back to her, said Niang Niang has not got up.”
When wu’er comes to the door, Zhen Zhen suddenly says, “no, please let her in.”
“Yes.” Dance son in the heart 100 don’t want to, also dare not disobey Zhen Zhen Zhen’s meaning, can only go out to welcome green maple in.
Green maple into the house, see Zhen Zhen half lying on the soft couch, did not want to get up, went to her, green maple bowed salute way: “green maple met huifei Niangniang.”
Zhen Zhen pulled up the blanket on his body and said softly, “don’t be so polite. When you enter the harem, you are all the emperor’s women. Let’s be sisters. ”
Qingfeng secretly pick eyebrows, the women in the harem really like “sisters”. The last time the queen said, Qingfeng despised, this time Qingfeng is very obedient way back: “sister said is.”
Looking around at the Lingyun palace, Qingfeng said with a smile: “elder sister, the layout here is very elegant.” What Qingfeng said is not perfunctory. Zhen Zhen can really bear the word “elegant” here. In the spacious main hall, the plain white curtain is swaying with the wind. A beautiful picture of Zhilan is hung directly opposite the door. A comfortable soft flat is placed next to the open window lattice, and a half person high bookshelf is also placed next to it. Zhen Zhen is lying on the soft flat, lazy and elegant. Qingfeng sighed, this is a comfortable woman. But maybe she was really ill. She was still wearing a long shawl and a thin blanket to her chest on this midsummer morning.
Zhen Zhen light smile, “you flatter.”
Qingfeng’s eyes stop at an embroidered picture of Koi in front of the windowsill. Her eyes are slightly narrowed. Qingfeng walks over and gently touches the thin silk into the cicada’s wings. Qingfeng is fascinated. Zhen Zhen Zhen sits up slowly and says, “sister is also interested in embroidery?”
The silk is so familiar that she conceals her doubts. Qingfeng caresses the gorgeous Koi and says with a smile, “I just sigh that my sister’s craftsmanship is good. On such a soft silk, she can also show such good embroidery. My sister is not as good as herself. But it’s rare to see such thin silk. I think it’s rare. ”
“It’s not a rare thing. The silk weaving house produces several pieces every season. It’s just that the material is too thin for clothes and handkerchief, so the Lords of all the palaces don’t like it. I love it’s soft and light, and the embroidery is just right. If you like, take some. “”Thank you, sister.” Qingfeng secretly observed Zhen Zhen Zhen’s look, calm and natural, is she thinking too much?
Zhen Zhen raises his hand to the dancer around him. Dancer turns around and enters the inner room. After a while, he comes out with half a piece of silk in his hand. Poria cocos comes forward to take it.
Qingfeng sat down in front of Xiaoji. The two people who had no intersection had nothing to say for a moment. Fortunately, they were both introverted. No one was embarrassed when they sat in silence. After drinking half of their tea, Qingfeng said with a smile: “actually, I want to discuss something with my sister today. I like painting, and my sister likes stabbing Embroidery, the celebration of dome mountain is coming. Why don’t you and I offer a gift for the celebration? I draw and my sister embroiders. The emperor will like this gift very much. I just don’t know my sister’s body? ”
“It’s a good idea, but I’m not in good health recently. My sister can draw a good design and let the silk weaving house make it before the celebration.”
“That’s fine. I’ll show it to my sister after I draw the picture. I need to ask my sister more about embroidery. ”
“You are too modest.”
With the topic of embroidery, they can still talk about it. An hour soon passed. Looking at the sky, Qingfeng said with a smile: “I can’t imagine that my sister and I are so congenial. This conversation is almost noon. I won’t delay my sister’s rest. Qingfeng will leave and come back tomorrow.”
Come back tomorrow? Zhen Zhen said anxiously, “this is my old problem. I don’t bother my sister to come here every day.”
“No trouble. I’m also bored in this palace. If my sister doesn’t want to give up, we’ll have a company, and Qingfeng will leave. ” Finish saying, also don’t wait for Zhen Zhen to say what, green maple tiny lean body after saluting then took Poria cocos to leave Ling cloud palace.
Qingfeng left arrogantly, but his master was worried alone. Wu’er was a little annoyed and scolded: “it’s too much!”
Zhen Zhen has been thinking about the purpose of Qingfeng’s coming here today. The girl around him suddenly complains. Zhen Zhen returns to his mind and asks, “what’s the matter?”
“The emperor was lucky for her last night, and she didn’t have to come to stimulate her in the early morning.” Wu’er angrily holds injustice for her. Zhen Zhen laughs and sighs: “she is not such a boring person.”
No? Wu Er didn’t understand and asked, “what’s she doing here?”
Zhen Zhen shakes her head. She also wants to know what Qingfeng is doing here. The embroidery mentioned just now is just a casual mention of Qingfeng after seeing her embroidery. What is the purpose of her coming here today, and why will she come again tomorrow?
Wu Er lowered her voice and said anxiously in Zhen Zhen’s ear: “Niang Niang, if she comes every day like this, it’s easy for her to find out.”
“Don’t talk about it, just watch it change.” This is exactly what Zhen Zhen Zhen is worried about, and her eyebrows are even more tightly locked. Yesterday, listening to Qingfeng’s words, she guessed that Qingfeng would not wait to die, and the harem would not be calm. But why didn’t she rush to the queen and the empress dowager, but she came to her alone. Alas, it was her miscalculation. At this time, she really shouldn’t provoke Qingfeng.
Out of the Lingyun palace, green maple walked in front, cold voice asked: “but this silk?”
“Yes.” That night, she sewed the brocade bag again. She had carefully observed that the light and soft handle and the oblique texture were consistent with the half piece of silk in her hand.
Qingfeng’s leisurely steps did not change, but his voice became colder and colder: “go to the silk weaving room to find out if it’s really like Zhen Zhen’s saying that anyone can get this kind of silk, and what’s more?? Which palace has led in the past six months. ”
“Yes.”
Two people walk on the path between flowers, the fragrance of soil and the smell of sunshine linger around, the top of the head of the shade will cut the sun into wisps of fragments, scattered on the neat slate path. Qingfeng likes this place most. It’s quiet and cool. It’s cleaner than the flowers in the royal garden. Qingfeng slows down. At this time, a little boy in Qingyi runs out of a small arch and runs to Qingfeng. He bows half and says in a low voice: “madam Qingpin, I’ll send you a message. Madam Lou is fine now. Please don’t worry.”
The little boy suddenly jumped out, startled Qingfeng and Fuling. After hearing his words clearly, Qingfeng slowed down and looked at him. The little boy was a little shorter than her. His voice was clear and fast. He looked like he was twelve or thirteen years old. After calming down, Qingfeng whispered back: “I know. Which Palace are you from? ”
“Xiaoliuzi, a slave, works as an official in the house of internal affairs.” After a pause, the child seemed to think of something, and whispered back: “if you have a message to pass to Lou Xiang or his wife, you can ask the slave to report it.”
The child looks very smart, but Qingfeng didn’t let him take any message, only lightly back to a, “back down.”
“Yes.” When the Tathagata came, he trotted a few steps around the arch beside the path, and soon disappeared in front of Qingfeng.