Ye Fuxun smiled softly and sat down at the foot of Concubine Yue's soft couch, "It seems that Concubine Yue is in a good mood."
A slightly cold voice sounded in Concubine Yue's ears. She raised her red lips slightly, but still didn't open her eyes, and said lazily, "It turns out it's not the ghost girl Ling'er, but the devil girl Xun'er." The maid on the side listened.
Seeing Concubine Yue asking for leave, the cold and noble Concubine Chen couldn't help but lower her head and laugh out loud. Ye Fuxun raised his eyes and glanced at the palace maid who laughed out loud. The palace maid was so frightened that she quickly lowered her head.
"I thought that the concubine was looking forward to seeing him. It seems that the concubine is being sentimental. Since the concubine has nothing to do, I will leave first." As he spoke, Ye Fuxun straightened his arms.
She was about to stand up, pretending to walk away, when she saw Concubine Yue opened her eyes and was helped by the palace maid to sit up. She smiled and cursed, "You girl is really getting more and more unruly. Come to this palace."
He didn't even ask for a greeting, and he left without even saying a word to you. It seems that I have spoiled you."
With his back to Concubine Yue, Ye Fuxun's smart eyes were slightly curved into crescent moons, with a smile that could not be concealed in his eyes. He turned around and sat on Concubine Yue's soft couch, holding Concubine Yue's arm, his delicate little head light.
Leaning lightly on Concubine Yue's shoulder, she said coquettishly, "Isn't it because I am watching my mother and concubine resting? Besides, my concubine may not necessarily want to see my son."
Concubine Yue nodded lovingly on Ye Fuxun's nose and said helplessly, "I have spoiled you."
"Mother, concubine, and father..." Ye Fuxun raised his eyes and secretly looked at Concubine Yue's face, and his words were stuck. When Concubine Yue heard Ye Fuxun mention Emperor Xuankang, her expression remained the same, without any displeasure.
All she heard was that Concubine Yue patted her hand and said, "You don't have to worry about me. I know your father's temperament best. It will be fine in a few days."
"Right."
Emperor Xuankang had always doted on Concubine Yue, treating the harem as if it was a mere frivolous object. In this harem, Concubine Yue had stood out for more than ten years, and it was not without friction. Concubine Yue was still his favorite. How could it be changed so easily just because of Concubine Zhang?
Well, if it could be changed, it would have been changed long ago.
"I recently went to the Tang Mansion when I had time. I heard from the Crown Princess that Mrs. Tang has been in poor health recently, and there has been no news about the young general Zhenguo. I am afraid that the old lady is worried." Concubine Yue reminded her softly.
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Ye Fuxun didn't go to Tang Mansion much during this period, but at the last banquet at Prince Chen's Mansion, Mrs. Tang's health was not bad. When she mentioned Tang Yunheng, Ye Fuxun's smile dropped slightly. Since Tang Yunheng disappeared,
Later, both Emperor Xuankang and the Tang Dynasty lined up many people to inquire and search for him. His whereabouts and life and death are still unknown.
Ye Fuxun nodded and remembered it in his heart. He sat with Concubine Yue for a while and didn't mention that he wanted to go to Bianbei. He thanked Concubine Yue and wanted to keep her for dinner. He went back to his house and changed into men's clothes.
Qingyun and Qingying, who were also dressed in men's clothing, went to Mingyue Pavilion. When the maid saw Ye Fuxun coming, she hurriedly reported to Mother Wang, "Mother Wang, Mr. Chong is here." Although everyone in the capital knew about Mingyue Pavilion.
It was founded by Princess Chen, but in front of outsiders, she still called Ye Fuxun "Zhonggongzi".
Mother Wang, who had not seen her for a long time, still twisted her fat body and ran out with small steps. Her face was wrinkled, the powder on her face was thicker than before, and her big blood-red mouth opened.
Zhang Yihe, Ye Fuxun really looked at it, it was a bit irritating, he lowered his head and coughed lightly, Qingyun frowned and stood in front of Ye Fuxun, Wang's mother stopped in a hurry and saluted Ye Fuxun with a smile on her face.
He smiled and said, "The Nu family has seen Chen..."
Ye Fuxun coughed slightly, and Mrs. Wang slapped her mouth lightly, and immediately changed her words and said, "The slave family has seen Mr. Zhong." He closed his folding fan, put his hands behind his back, slightly raised his handsome face, and made his voice deliberate
He lowered his voice and said boldly, "Mother Wang, prepare a good room for me. I want to hear about the business situation in Mingyue Pavilion these days." After saying that, she walked to the second floor. Mother Wang hurriedly responded.
Next, he asked the people around him to make a pot of good tea, and then he took small steps and twisted the waist of the bucket to follow him. In fact, there was no need for Mrs. Wang to prepare a room. She didn't know which room in Mingyue Pavilion, so she rushed straight into it.
In the room before Wen Yan on the second floor, Ye Fuxun sat at the desk where Wen Yan often sat. A maid came in with her head lowered and placed a cup of fine Biluochun in front of Ye Fuxun. Qingyun stood guard outside the door. Qingying stood there.
Behind Ye Fuxun, Mother Wang stood one meter away from the desk with her head lowered. However, the smell of rouge on Mother Wang's body was too strong, so Ye Fuxun asked her to stay away.
There was a recent account book on the desk. Ye Fuxun flipped through the account book with his delicate hands and looked at it carefully. Mother Wang stood aside and did not dare to express her anger, just because the aura of the person sitting in front of her was too strong.
Just by sitting quietly, Mrs. Wang could feel the strong aura on her body. The white smoke coming out of the tea cup gave Ye Fuxun a bit more of a fairy smell.
After a while, Ye Fuxun looked through the account book. Wen Yan was not here during this period, and the business was obviously not as good as before. However, she did not have much hope for Mrs. Wang, so she closed the account book and handed it to the side.
Qingying raised her head and asked, "Is there any news about Miss Wen recently?"
"The slave family has sent several waves of people to look for him, but there is still no news."
Ye Fuxun rubbed his somewhat swollen and painful head and said, "Continue to send people to search. If you find it, you will immediately send someone to Prince Chen's Mansion to report the news to this concubine."
"Yes." Just as he was saying this, Ye Fuxun heard a movement outside the door and frowned slightly. No one in Mingyue Pavilion in the capital dared to cause trouble. Why was there such a big movement today?
"Qingyun, what happened?"
Qingyun, dressed in brown men's clothing, opened the door and came in, clasped his fists and said, "There is a guest downstairs making trouble."
"Making trouble?" Ye Fuxun raised his eyebrows slightly. This was new. Someone was actually making trouble in Mingyue Pavilion. Just when he saw that Ye Fuxun had been bored to death these days, a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes, and the brilliance inside was full of brilliance.
Interested, "This is a rare thing." After saying that, he stood up and walked out of the door excitedly. Qingyun and Qingying looked at each other helplessly, "Princess, there is someone making trouble, not singing in an opera. Can you stop being like this?"
Excitement will put a lot of pressure on Mrs. Wang.
Qingyun hurriedly followed her out. Although Ye Fuxun knew every move now, she was still afraid that she would be injured.
Ye Fuxun stood at the railing on the second floor and looked down. He saw a man wearing a moon-white brocade robe, a white animal pattern belt tied around his waist, a head of shiny black hair, and a pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes.
The man, whose face was as fair as a woman's, was shouting to the boy beside him, "Isn't this a brothel? I'll spend the money, and you can just give me the girl. Why are you asking me to embarrass you? Believe it or not."
I will seal your Mingyue Pavilion."
The boy on the side saw that he was not dressed like an ordinary young master from a wealthy family, so he lowered his head and explained, "Sir, please don't be angry. This is the rule of Mingyue Pavilion, and everyone in the capital knows it."
"Then what if I don't keep it?" The man sat ruthlessly on a table, gently shaking the jade fan with the breeze and bright moon in his hand.
"The last person who didn't abide by the rules of Mingyue Pavilion was beaten half to death by me and thrown into the prison. I'm afraid he hasn't come out yet." Ye Fuxun said as he came down from the stairs and stood in front of the man.
, smiled faintly, and his tone was full of threats, "Master, do you want to give it a try?"
As soon as the man saw Ye Fuxun, his peach blossom eyes flashed with light. He looked at Ye Fuxun with great interest. He looked up and down, put away his fan, put it against his chin, and commented in a low voice, "He looks pretty good."
Yes, it turns out that Third Brother likes this type of person."
Ye Fuxun frowned and looked at the man in front of him. He saw that there was no malice in his eyes, but looked her up and down with a strange look, and said strange words in his mouth.
He was so quiet that he couldn't help but ask, "What did you say?"
"It's nothing, I want you to accompany me." As he said that, the fan in the man's hand pointed at Ye Fuxun. Qingyun instantly protected Ye Fuxun behind him, with a guarded face. Seeing that his fan had no lethality,
Only then did I relax.
A grown man wants another 'man' to accompany him. Could it be that he really has some good things about Long Yang and a habit of cutting sleeves? What's more, the so-called 'young master' in front of him is not a real 'man'. Who knows?
This is the princess in Prince Chen's palace. The man in the moon-white brocade robe must have lost his mind. He actually asked Princess Chen to accompany him, even if he didn't want to die. Everyone mourned for the man while watching the show. This Princess Chen should
How to deal with this matter.
"Sir, when you go out, turn right across Zhuque Street and then turn left, you will see a small room." Ye Fuxun said smoothly, speaking very fast, which not only stunned the man, but also made him take it.
The people watching the show were stunned and looked at Ye Fuxun in confusion. The man asked what everyone was thinking, "Where is that place?"
Ye Fuxun smiled evilly and said slowly, "I heard that there is a gentle place where Long Yang is good and the cut sleeves are bad..."
"Ha ha ha ha."
As soon as Ye Fuxun's crisp words came to the floor, the onlookers burst into laughter. The man's fair face also turned red, and he was rosy. He was a bit more charming than the woman. Ye Fuxun looked at him evilly.
He looked at the man in front of him and said with a smile, "This young man is really more beautiful than the woman."
The man got down from the table, straightened his chest, and said with a stiff neck, "I am not as good as Long Yang, I am a pure man!"
"Oh? Really?" Ye Fuxun looked the man up and down lightly and said with a smile, "If you don't have the habit of cutting off your sleeves, why would you ask me to accompany you by name?" He said with earnest persuasion.
He said, "Actually, having the habit of cutting sleeves is not a big deal. Everyone can accept it, right? There's nothing to be embarrassed about."