Ye Fuxun looked nonchalant. How could she hide it from everyone else? How could she hide it from Qingruo? She couldn't understand her master better. The more she seemed not to care on the surface, she actually cared the most in her heart. But she didn't
Know how to help Ye Fuxun.
"Sister Qingruo, what are you doing standing here?" Qingying asked in confusion as she stood behind Qingruo holding the account book. She glanced at Ye Fuxun who was in a daze and instantly understood what was going on. She was about to turn around and leave.
Ye Fuxun came back to his senses, looked at the two confidants at the door, and asked loudly, "Is there something wrong?"
Qingying turned around, smiled at Ye Fulun, walked over in two or three steps, placed the account book in front of Ye Fulun, and said, "Princess, here are the details of all Zhuangzi this month, please take a look.
." Ye Fuxun then flipped through it. Qingying's account book was very serious and detailed. Ye Fuxun could tell at a glance, "What happened to Zhuangzi and the shop recently?"
"No."
Qingying stood aside and reported the recent situation to Ye Fuxun one by one. After a cup of tea, Qingying finished reporting all the work.
"Qingruo, where is the prince now?" Ye Fuxun raised his head and asked. Qingruo was slightly stunned and said, "The prince went to Jinxiu Tower as soon as he came back this afternoon."
"I know." Ye Fuxun's heart tightened. On the surface, it seemed calm. The moment she heard these words, her heart began to panic. This feeling seemed to have returned to the last life, when she was in
It was like waiting for Song Hancheng alone in his own yard.
"Princess, princess..." Qing Hua ran in with a smile and said happily to Ye Fuxun, "The prince is here."
"Go back and tell the prince that I still want to read the account books." Ye Fuxun lowered his head and flipped through the account books that he had already read, and said without raising his head.
"Princess, haven't you finished reading the account books..." Before Qingying could finish her words, Qingruo stretched out her hand to pull the upright Qingying and mouthed to her, "Princess, you are angry."
Qingying understood immediately, raised her head to look at the calm and gentle look, and couldn't help but smile.
"Go back to the prince quickly." Qing Ruo said to Qing Hua who was stunned. Qing Hua nodded blankly and walked out. The prince is here, shouldn't the princess be very happy? How can she finish handling the account books and still say that she is here?
Look at the ledger?
"You all go down."
Qingying and Qingruo looked at each other. It was hard for slaves to say anything about their masters. Fu Shen withdrew, leaving only Ye Fuxun sitting alone in front of the desk, the lit candle swaying, reflected in the
On her face, for the first time in this life, Ye Fuxun's face showed desolation. She was now in a mess. A strange feeling occupied her heart. Bits and pieces of the previous life were in her mind.
Passed one side after another.
After Song Hanzhuo went to court, the maid in Jinxiu Tower said that Murong was unwell, so he ordered the housekeeper to ask for a doctor. He went to Jinxiu Tower to see her. Murong was a special being to Song Hanzhuo. This woman not only saved him
His life also pulled him out of the darkness. When he saw Murong for the first time, he could vividly remember that he was dressed in plain clothes and had clear eyes. He had never seen such clear eyes, with light, like the moon, which made him feel
He yearned for this world more, so Murong used to be his obsession, but now he just wants to give Murong a stable life, nothing more.
After watching Murong take the medicine, Song Hanzhuo stood up and left. The thought of not seeing a certain little woman for a day made his heart itch. Ye Fuxun was a completely different woman from Murong. She was decisive in killing, skillful and scheming, but
At the same time, she also had some kindness and purity of her own. Song Hanzhuo loved her deeply. When he came to Bieyige, he didn't see the person he missed? And the maid told him that this woman actually left him alone.
Look at the ledger.
When he walked to the study room, he saw a small figure sleeping on the table. He picked up the cloak on the side and put it on Ye Fulun. He lowered his head and looked at the sleeping woman carefully, and saw her brows.
He frowned and couldn't help but reach out to smooth her brows. He liked seeing a smile on this face.
In the dream, Ye Fuxun seemed to be in a world of ice and fire. She seemed to have returned to her previous life, sitting alone in front of the light in the courtyard of Prince Jin's Mansion, listening to the servants' reports.
The person who was waiting went to another woman's courtyard. The feeling of waiting made her feel suffocated. She was like a candle on the table, waiting until the lamp oil ran out, until the end of time.
Song Hanzhuo gently hugged Ye Fuxun, and a teardrop streaked into her hair.
The next day, Ye Fuxun woke up and touched the place next to him. He felt a little disappointed. Did he not come back last night? Suppressing the disappointment in his heart, Qingruo heard the noise outside the door and pushed the door in. He saw Ye Fuxun.
Xun smiled narrowly and said, "Before leaving, the prince specifically reminded the slave not to disturb the princess' rest. He said that the princess was tired from reading the account book last night."
"The prince came back last night?" Ye Fuxun was stunned. He didn't go to Jinxiu Building last night. Qingruo stepped forward to put away the bed curtains and handed her the towels and mouthwash that had been prepared. "Princess, in fact, the prince is still in his heart."
I love you the most." Qing Ruo said with a smile.
Ye Fuxun paused while holding the red tablet, but did not answer. After breakfast, Aunt Zhou walked in as usual, "Princess, the maid from Jinxiu Tower is here to report that Miss Murong is not feeling well and would like to see a doctor." If it were Song Hanzhuo.
Although she admitted that Murong was a concubine, the entire Prince Chen's palace called this uninvited guest Miss Murong.
Ye Fuxun's hand while reading paused slightly, raised his head and asked, "If you feel unwell, please go and ask for a doctor. From now on, Miss Murong will not need to report to the doctor if she feels unwell, and the food and clothing expenses of Jinxiu Building will be paid directly."
Just pay it from the accounting room."
"Princess..." Ye Fuxun's approach undoubtedly affirmed Murong Zaichen's status in the palace. In the capital, it is extremely normal for a man to have three wives and four concubines. What's more, Song Hanzhuo is still a prince, but Aunt Zhou does not want Song Hanzhuo to take sides from the bottom of her heart.
concubine.
Aunt Zhou said something more, and Qingqin walked in, "Princess, Matchmaker Meng from the west of the city is here."
"Meng Matchmaker?"
"I heard that Matchmaker Meng is one of the best in the capital. Many wealthy families in the capital ask her to be a matchmaker." Aunt Zhou explained at the side.
"What's a matchmaker doing in our Prince Chen's Mansion?" Qing Ruo frowned slightly. How could a matchmaker like this come to the marriage in Prince Chen's Mansion?
"Let her come in." This matchmaker Meng is most likely here for Ye Yili. If she can come to Prince Chen's Mansion to propose marriage, there is no other candidate besides Ye Yili.
Just as she was thinking about Qingqin leading a plump woman wearing a colorful double-breasted dress with a bunch of bright red flowers on her head, and a shrewd look in her eyebrows, she walked in.
He kowtowed to Ye Fuxun in a polite manner and said, "Common women see Princess Chen."
"Get up." Ye Fuxun said calmly, and asked the maid beside him, "Show me the seat for Matchmaker Meng." Matchmaker Meng quickly pretended to refuse several times, and finally sat down at the bottom. Matchmaker Meng, who always spit out lotus flowers, looked at this moment
The cold and noble Princess Chen who sat on the seat didn't know what to say for a moment. She came today to be entrusted by the Dong family to act as a matchmaker for the Dong family's youngest son, Dong Lingxin.
"I wonder why Matchmaker Meng is here today?" Ye Fuxun took a sip of tea and asked lightly.
"This woman was entrusted by the Dong family to be a matchmaker for the Dong family's youngest son, Dong Lingxin. The Dong family's youngest son fell in love with Miss Ye Si." Matchmaker Meng couldn't help but relax when she heard about her old profession.
, began to talk more, and smiled at Ye Fuxun, "Princess, you don't know, the youngest son of the Dong family is handsome and elegant, and he is also good at both civil and military affairs, although his family status is lower.
, But isn’t this woman just looking for a good family when she gets married? Furthermore, Miss Ye Si has married into a wealthy family, and the Dong family cannot hold it in their hands, and they will definitely not let Miss Ye Si accept any grievances."
"I know a lot about Vice General Dong, and he is a good candidate. However, when I marry my sister, I don't care about my family status, but only my sincerity. I have only one request for this marriage."
"Princess, please speak." Matchmaker Meng didn't expect that the matchmaker would speak so easily today. She had prepared a lot of words, but now she couldn't use any of them.
"That means Dong Lingxin is not allowed to take concubines or have intercourse with each other for the rest of his life, regardless of whether Li'er has any heirs or not." A cold voice came out of those red lips, with a hint of irresistibility. However, Ye Fuxun's words
However, Matchmaker Meng was calmed down. It was the first time she heard the woman make such an excessive request, "This... this..."
"My concubine is Li'er, my younger sister. Naturally, I dote on her very much and don't want her to be wronged in the slightest. Therefore, for her happiness, I would rather have a simple life as a single wife than be a married woman waiting to return to a big house in a deep courtyard."
Ye Fuxun raised a pair of clear and sharp eyes and looked at the speechless Matchmaker Meng, "What? This request is too much?"
"No, no." Matchmaker Meng quickly replied. The person in front of her now was Princess Chen, who was said to be unconventional. Even if she had to lend her ten courages, she would not dare to refute. There is no one in the world who is not married yet.
He proposed that the newlywed husband should not be allowed to take concubines.
"Of course we can't let Miss Ye Si suffer any injustice."
"I will put the ugly words first. If the Dong family accepts this request, then it must be fulfilled. If it cannot be done," Ye Fuxun suddenly smiled and said, "I will make it difficult for him to eat.
Walk around."
Matchmaker Meng quickly apologized. The name of Princess Chen was very famous outside. Everyone knew that Princess Chen was arrogant and domineering. She once beat Xie Guiren and the head of Qingwu County half to death, but the same Princess Chen could easily kill someone.
Princess Chen was able to sign an extra hundred years of tribute from Prince Salun, get dignitaries in the capital to donate military rations, and do charity in the north, rescuing countless people. In the eyes of Matchmaker Meng, Princess Chen was a god.