"The princess has been quiet lately. She hasn't made any unnecessary moves, and hasn't come into contact with any strange people. She seems to be particularly obsessed with learning about her husband's past. Everyone in the family who can meet her will go and inquire about it."
It was in the garden again, on the veranda where the princess walked.
Bai Song and the princess walked side by side, chatting while walking.
The layout of the palace has not changed at all, but the clothes on everyone's body have become thicker.
The garden was dyed a silvery white, and it was the first snow of the year again. When it arrived, I realized that time had passed, and it became colder again.
Today, many maids and servants were blown back into the house by a gust of cold wind after going out, and they hurriedly rummaged through boxes and cabinets to find winter clothes.
Bai Song felt that it was extremely cold this year. Logically speaking, given his skills, he should be very resistant to cold and heat. This first snowfall made his hands turn red from the cold. While he was talking, Xiao Cui followed him and held up a temporary heater. He came over and handed it to Bai Song.
Bai Song took the heater, put his hands on it and let out a long sigh of relief. Then he looked at Xiang Nan and asked, "Why do you think she cares so much about me?"
"How can I not care about my husband?"
"No, you have been with me for so long, and I have never seen anyone care so much."
The princess thought about it seriously and said with a smile: "To be honest, what the princess is doing is a bit strange. Why don't you go and ask yourself?"
"Is this...is this appropriate?"
"It's been two months. Even if it's the emperor's cold palace, he won't be able to lock up a concubine who has made no mistakes for so long."
"What kind of metaphor are you talking about?"
The princess covered her mouth and smiled: "Actually, your husband could have gone to find out the truth a long time ago. We are just waiting to see if your husband can bear to speak."
"What?" Bai Song half understood, and it took him a while to react, his old face turned red, "I used to be afraid that you two wouldn't get along, but now it's better, you are united, but in the end you joined forces to punish me. I understand why the emperor's harem wants to If you let the concubines get involved, you will have nothing to do."
Bai Song cursed and turned back to find the princess while holding the heater. Then he called Xiaocui: "Hey, you come along as a witness to prevent them from gossiping again."
Xiaocui also covered her mouth and snickered, and quickly followed.
"Master, please walk slower."
"Why do you call me master these days? Am I really that old?"
"Everyone in the house is called like that, and everyone is used to it. I can't imagine that I can stay at home quietly for two months."
Bai Song stopped and looked at the sky outside: "Yes, it's been two months."
For Bai Song, living in a small house for two months, with his wife and children at home every day, was like entering retirement life early. He sighed in his heart: "If the protagonist of the novel lives this kind of life, won't it be over?"
"What?" Xiaocui exclaimed, "Master, are you going to start writing a novel again? What will you write this time?"
"Write your profile!"
"If the master doesn't write it, another person in our family will write it."
"who?"
"That's the princess."
"Princess? Write a book? Why didn't I know?" Bai Song was greatly surprised.
"I heard someone said that the princess got interested after reading The Red Mansion written by the master, and decided to learn to write a book, and the protagonist is the master. The princess said that she would write down all the master's life experiences and talk about the master's experience. It is so much more exciting than the experiences of the protagonists in those novels. I even thought of a title for the book, called "The Romance of the Tang Dynasty."
"puff!"
Bai Song almost bit his tongue, feeling like something was wrong with this princess?
It's kind of developing in the direction of a little fan girl.
While talking, the two of them had arrived at the gate of the princess's courtyard.
This small courtyard has two wing rooms. Zhang Yuhan and the princess have always lived together. Bai Song saw the two of them sitting in the courtyard. One was concentrating on writing, while the other was circling around the table aimlessly. The remaining two
The maid squatted in the wind vent and lit the charcoal fire vigorously.
Just as Xiaocui was about to speak, Bai Song stopped her: "Don't worry, listen to what they are talking about."
In the small courtyard, the princess's voice could not be heard, but Zhang Yuhan's voice was arrogant and a bit sharp: "Stop pretending, no matter how much you pretend, you won't attract your husband's attention. Don't think you know how to do anything small."
You can seduce men, and all the women here are born, and your status is noble, but you are not as noble as a princess. The blame is on you for choosing a disgusting mother. No matter you really like it or pretend to like it, we are here
The women in the whole family are on guard against you and watching you.
To tell you the truth, my sisters have told me many times to pay attention to your every move. Every time your husband comes to my house to spend the night, I will tell him about your situation. No one in this palace likes you.
.”
"This man talks so annoyingly!"
Xiaocui murmured, she didn't regard Zhang Yuhan as her master, she even regarded her as a sister in her heart. After all, she had followed the master all the way from Mang County to dote on the little maid.
"It doesn't matter if you hate what you say, as long as your heart is not bad."
Bai Song was very calm. He gradually got to know Zhang Yuhan. She has such a personality. She likes to compare and compete for favors. She is a bit mean when she talks arrogantly, but her brain is really not very bright. She is a bit tiger-headed, but it shows.
A bit cute.
"The master really protects his wife."
"Didn't I protect you?" Bai Song asked back, "In this family, besides Xiang'er and the princess, who do you take seriously? Who dares to ask you to do things?"
Xiaocui was secretly happy, raised her head, blinked her eyes, and stopped talking.
Inside, Zhang Yuhan continued: "What's the use of writing these useless things every day? Do you really think that some people care about reading the novels you write? Can what you write compare with what your husband writes? With your writing style, you can't even read it.
If I don’t understand, who can?”
As soon as he finished speaking, the princess who had been silent suddenly stopped writing and raised her head.
This sudden movement startled Zhang Yuhan: "You...what are you going to do?"
Saying that, Zhang Yuyan took a step back with a guilty conscience.
"Does my sister say that my husband's heroic deeds in this life are not exciting enough? Or does she dislike that my husband has not done anything earth-shattering?"
"I, I, I... I didn't mean that! Don't blame me."
"My book is about my husband's legendary life. Although my writing is weak, my husband's story is wonderful. I believe everyone is willing to understand it."
At this point, Bai Song finally walked over and said, "I haven't even finished half of my life, so you're going to write about my whole life?"
Seeing Bai Song appear, the two women quickly stood up and bowed to Bai Song.
Bai Song stepped forward with a smile, grabbed one with each hand and pulled them to stand up.
Zhang Yuhan was so guilty that she kept explaining: "Husband, I don't dislike you..."
"Okay, it's just a joke, who can't take it seriously?"
The princess smiled: "Why are you free to come here today?"
Bai Song looked around, smiled and said to Zhang Yuhan: "Come and see this girl."
