Ye Fuxun patted her back lightly and said with a smile, "Take care of yourself in the future." Looking at Ye Yili with tears in her eyes, she really felt like a daughter has grown up in our family, "Okay, I'm very happy.
Don't cry during the day. Don't let the groom wait too long." Ye Yili nodded, took a step forward, and knelt down in front of Ye Fuxun. Everyone was stunned. This was a courtesy only for parents.
"A eldest sister is like a mother, and she deserves to be worshiped by me." Ye Yili kowtowed to Ye Fuxun, and then said, "Since my sister returned to Beijing, she has protected and loved me. I will never forget this kindness.
This time, thank you sister for your protection." Everyone held their breath and looked at the beautiful bride slowly, "I have no father or mother, I was just a duckweed in the world, but now my sister has given me roots, this feeling
I will repay you by being a cow or a horse in the next life." Then Ye Yili turned to Marquis Pingle and kowtowed three times solemnly, "Concubine, thank you."
"Get up quickly." Ye Fuxun personally helped Ye Yili up. Dong Lingxin, dressed in red, had already dismounted and was waiting, looking at Ye Yili tenderly.
"I will hand her over to you and treat her well. If she suffers any injustice, I will not be able to spare your Dong Mansion!" Ye Fuxun personally handed Ye Yili's hand to Dong Lingxin and warned her.
"I obey."
When the newlyweds entered the sedan chair, Dong Lingxin got on his horse and rode on a tall horse, playing music and music behind him. People were watching the excitement on both sides of the road. Ye Yili's dowry was even more than when Ye Fuxun got married.
"Oh my gosh, this Miss Ye Si got married with so much dowry." A sigh broke out from the crowd, and they looked back, as if they could not see the end at a glance.
"Is this all a dowry given by Ye Mansion?"
"How is it possible? Miss Ye Si is not taken seriously at all in the Ye Mansion. How could the Ye Mansion give so much dowry? The Ye Mansion cannot afford so much." A person said disdainfully, "These are all for Princess Chen and Ping Ping.
It was prepared by Concubine Lehou. I heard that Concubine Chen gave half of her dowry to Miss Ye Si as a dowry."
"Tsk tsk tsk, this Princess Chen is really nice to Miss Ye Si."
Ye Lili was sitting in the sedan chair, listening to the discussions outside. Through the undulating curtains, she looked at the man riding a tall horse in front of her. This man wanted to spend her life with her. She was holding an apple in her hand, and she couldn't say anything in her heart.
The mixed flavors.
It wasn't until the wedding procession disappeared around the corner that Ye Fuxun sighed. Marquis Pingle wiped her eyes with a handkerchief and said, "I am really reluctant to let Li'er get married."
"Auntie has always regarded Li'er as her biological daughter, and it is human nature to be reluctant to part with her. Besides, it's not like Li'er won't come back after she gets married, so she can see her at any time." Ye Fuxun persuaded with a smile, not knowing
Should I tell it to myself or to Ye Fuxun?
"Alas." Pingle Houfei sighed and said, "The Holy Lord's hand sign has come down. After the New Year, I will return to the fiefdom." Pingle Houfei raised her head and looked at the clear sky, high and deep.
He said unpredictably, "I'm afraid things are going to change today."
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"Mother concubine."
After Ye Fuxun sent away Pingle Marquis, Xiao Ruosu rushed over, raised a cute smile, and handed a letter in his hand to Ye Fuxun, "This is from an uncle to you."
"Uncle?" Ye Fuxun took the envelope and winked at Qingyun. Qingyun stepped out and went straight to the back garden of the palace.
"Yes, it's a black uncle. Su'er has never seen this uncle before."
Ye Fuxun was opening the envelope, which read vigorously and forcefully: The tiger is in the south of the city. But the handwriting was a bit familiar.
He looked up at Qing Hua and asked, "Have you seen the person who delivered the letter?" Ye Fuxun had been busy with Ye Yili's marriage today, so he left Xiao Ruosu in Qing Hua's care, and the two
I have been playing in the back garden.
"My servant has never seen anyone give anything to the young lady." Qing Hua said. She and several maids were playing hide-and-seek with Xiao Ruosu in the back garden.
At this moment, Qingyun walked in and shook her head at Ye Fuxun. Being able to come and go in Prince Chen's Mansion as if there was no one around, was unusual for ordinary people.
What does "Tiger in the south of the city" mean? Is there some ulterior secret in the south of the city? Ye Fuxun waved his servants to leave, and Qing Hua on the side also took Xiao Ruosu's hand and coaxed her out.
"Qingyun, go and check what's in the south of the city?" Ye Fuxun handed the letter to Qingyun, and then ordered, "By the way, check the Ye Mansion on Zhuque Street." Such a family suddenly appeared in the capital, and Ye Fuxun had to find it.
It was clear that there was no person or thing that existed in her memory.
After Qingyun went out, Ye Fuxun changed into men's clothes, grabbed a jade fan as usual, and sneaked out through the back door.
"Miss Murong, what are you looking at?" Nong'er, the maid beside Murong, asked softly. She followed Murong's gaze and saw a moon-white figure flashing out of the back door.
Nong'er lowered his head and smiled, and said, "The princess probably went to Mingyue Pavilion again."
"Is that Princess Chen?" Murong asked in surprise.
"Yes, the princess goes out every few days, usually she goes to Mingyue Pavilion." Nong'er said with a smile while fiddling with the flower basket in her hand.
"Where is Mingyue Pavilion?" Murong asked puzzledly.
"Mingyue Pavilion is a brothel opened by the princess." Nong'er said disapprovingly. In the hearts of people in Prince Chen's palace, Ye Fuxun opening a brothel is not a big deal. It is in line with her temper. However, in Murong's eyes, this is not the case.
, a woman who goes to a brothel, how can she be so noble? In the past, she thought that Ye Fuxun was still a lady, but he was worthy of Song Hanzhuo. Now it seems that this woman is not worthy of her brother Azhuo at all.
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"The princess is really powerful. Although Mingyue Pavilion is a brothel, the women there don't have to be frivolous at all. I heard that the girls in Mingyue Pavilion are all good at playing, playing, chess, calligraphy and painting, and are proficient in everything. Moreover, they can do art without selling themselves. The princess also gives
They have the right to choose guests..." Nong'er kept talking, but when she turned around, she found Murong's face was gloomy and asked with concern, "Miss Murong, are you feeling unwell?"
Murong was immersed in his own world. He didn't come back to his senses until Nong'er called her a few times. He shook his head and said with a smile, "Nothing? I just think the princess is really different. No wonder Brother A'Zhuo likes her so much."
"Yes, yes, the prince loves the princess very much. Last year, the emperor's favorite concubine, Xie Guiren, said something wrong about the princess, and was beaten to death by the prince. Also, the Lord of Qingwu County made a big fuss in Mingyue Pavilion, and the prince personally
Run to Marquis Wen Jing's Mansion to help Princess out..." Nong'er began to tell everything she knew. Shuang'er on the side looked at Murong's increasingly gloomy face and couldn't help but pull Nong'er's clothes.
Xiu, winking at her, Nong'er realized that she had said the wrong thing, and looked at Murong's face with some fear, "Actually, the prince also loves the girl, the prince..." Nong'er got darker and darker as he spoke,
Murong's face became increasingly ugly and he immediately knelt down, "I'm wrong, this slave."
"What's wrong with you?" Murong smiled gently, helped Nong'er up, and straightened her bun, and said with a smile, "What you said is true. Brother A-Zhuo does love the princess very much."
Nong'er was a little surprised to see Murong, who had a gloomy expression just now, now put on a gentle smile, as if it was Nong'er's fantasy just now.
Ye Fuxun walked into Mingyue Pavilion with familiarity. The maid who came to meet him was surprised when she saw Ye Fuxun, "I have seen Mr. Zhong, and Miss Wen Yan is in the backyard."
Ye Fuxun nodded and told the maid not to be disturbed. He turned and walked towards the backyard, but he didn't see the person he wanted to see. He only heard a smiling voice behind him, "I thought you were not allowed to come anymore."
I won’t be back until a few days later.”
Turning around, he saw Wen Yan sitting on the roof in a light blue dress. There were several jars of wine in hand, and he had already opened one in his hand. He smiled and waved to Ye Fuxun.
"Why did you run up there?" Ye Fuxun asked with a smile. The man on the roof threw a jar of wine at her, and Ye Fuxun caught it steadily, "Want to drink with me?"
As he spoke, Ye Fuxun walked around the house, climbed up the ladder, sat down next to Wen Yan, opened the jar of wine in his hand, and the aroma was fragrant, "The fine Lihua Zui, where did you buy it?"
Ye Fuxun took a deep breath and suddenly remembered that he had buried several jars of fine pear blossoms under the pear tree in Mingyue Pavilion. He wondered if he had the incense in his hand.
"It was dug under the tree." Wen Yan took a sip of wine and gestured to Ye Fuxun in the direction of the pear tree in the yard. Ye Fuxun looked in the direction and saw a hole dug under the pear tree. She
The wine is gone.
"You...you...can you please stop being such a prodigal?" Ye Fuxun said angrily, "I managed to bury several jars of good pear blossoms. I have to bury them for a long time before I can dig them out."
"Oh, it's just a few jars of wine. I'll return it to you later." Wen Yan said disapprovingly. After a few sips, the jar of wine was almost at its bottom.
"Stop drinking." Ye Fuxun snatched the wine from Wen Yan's hand, "This wine has a lot of stamina."
"Don't worry about me. I want to drink right now. You came to me just to drink." Wen Yan pushed Ye Fuxun away, picked up another jar, and said proudly, "Drink!"
He drank half the jar down his neck and said, "Ah Xun, there is nothing good about this man. They are all big pig's hooves and cannot be cooked well."
Although sometimes Ye Fuxun couldn't understand what Wen Yan said, she still understood the general meaning. She could guess to a reasonable degree and could let Wen Yan, who had always been free and easy, drink away his worries. In all likelihood, it was because of Wei Mingjin's big personality.
ice cubes.
"Why don't you drink?" Wen Yan was already a little drunk. He put a hand on Ye Fulun's shoulder and said, "Did that bastard Song Hanzhuo bully you? Did he really take the mistress home?
Did you show him some color? Did you beat the mistresses violently? Show off your royal empress style and beat those mistresses to death!"