From this point of view, Zong Zhenglu and Zong Zhengtang still have some feelings, and Zong Zhengtang was not greatly implicated by Zong Zhengche's incident.
However, Huan Ci never discussed this matter with her. After all, it was not a good thing, and she didn't know what Zong Zhengtang was thinking.
Zong Zhenglu looked at her gratefully: "Thank you in advance."
"You're welcome." Huan Ci waved her hands, and some ideas suddenly popped up in her mind. She looked Zong Zhenglu up and down, and asked curiously: "You don't want Tang'er to get married, right?"
The man frowned: "Am I this kind of person in your heart?"
"How could it be? I just couldn't think of anyone in the capital who would be suitable for Tang'er." Huan Ci said these words against his will with a smile.
If Zong Zhenglu really did such a thing, she wouldn't be surprised.
"Why don't I take the chance to ask her if she has anyone she likes?" she whispered.
In this way, Zong Zhenglu can be prevented from making mistakes.
Zong Zhenglu couldn't guess what she was thinking, so he laughed and said, "Thank you very much." After that, he glanced at Fu Shen secretly, lowered his head and said in Huan Ci's ear: "Go back quickly, someone is going to be jealous."
Huan Ci subconsciously looked at Fu Shen. The man was looking at her intently, with a slight loss on his face.
She wasn't angry yet, but he was aggrieved first.
Huan Ci Shiran bowed to Zong Zhenglu, and then walked towards the hanging flower gate. When she passed Fu Shen, she didn't even look at the man, but smiled briefly at Yu Wenjie.
"Aci." Fu Shen hurriedly took two steps forward and grabbed her, "I'll take you there."
"I don't dare to work for you, you should just wait for the other guests in front." Huan Ci pulled back his sleeves without leaving a trace.
Without looking at the man's reaction, she walked back quickly, and Zhao Jin and Lan Fu quickly followed.
Many guests had gathered in the garden, and Huan Ci had already ordered the troupe to start singing. Everyone was fascinated, so she sneaked around the corner, only disturbing a few guests.
"Where have you been? You have left us for so long?" Princess Pingning took her hand and helped her sit down, "Hey, why are your hands so cold?"
"Are you guys cold? Why don't we go inside? It's not warm sitting here." Huan Ci looked around. It's only the second day of the first lunar month and the weather hasn't warmed up yet. Don't let the guests get sick from the cold.
At that time, it was Fu Shen's responsibility to keep it safe.
Princess Ping lowered her head and chuckled: "How can we be so squeamish? Just take care of yourself, you still have your body, so why bother about this?"
"Then just stay here, I don't feel cold either." Huan Ci said softly.
Princess Pingning sat next to her, nibbling on melon seeds: "Don't you have anyone who knows everything in the Prime Minister's house?"
"What kind of intimate person?" Huan Ci looked at her in confusion. Now all she could think about was Fu Shen.
Princess Pingning put her hand on her head: "You, you, you are twenty-three this year, why are you still acting like those little girls who have not left the government?"
She raised her head and glanced around. Seeing that no one was paying attention to the two of them, she put down the melon seeds in her hands and lowered her voice: "To put it bluntly, you are an orphan with no father or mother, so you have no chance of having the status of a princess, that is,
It's just a few dollars. Now that you and Fu Shen are newly married, it's a good time. But think about it, if a man can love you for a while, can he love you for a lifetime? Why not stuff a few of your own with him now?
A man can also cultivate his own power. If he finds another woman from outside in the future, once a man spoils his wife and kills his concubines, I'm afraid you won't even have time to cry."
Huan Ci was stunned for a while, and felt that what she said made sense. She was worried about these things these days, so he asked her in a low voice: "But I have discussed with him about taking concubines these days.
But he doesn’t seem too happy about it, what’s going on?”
Princess Pingning covered her mouth and snickered twice: "It's probably just pretending, otherwise if you make a fuss about this in the future, he will be inferior. You don't understand their methods. They are retreating in order to advance.
, am I right, Ah Tang?”
Zong Zhengtang was eavesdropping when he was suddenly called by Princess Pingning, so he had to turn around and lean over.
"I can't say for sure." She murmured. She only knew that during those days in Linjiang, Su Chang almost never stayed in the house. He hung out with the girls from the brothel every day and didn't take her seriously at all.
.Princess Ping Ning is right, what is the use of being a princess? Especially for those of them whose parents have died and have no one to rely on.
"A Ci, I think what she said makes some sense." Zong Zhengtang stared at Huan Ci with a touch of sadness in his eyebrows, "It's just that I think Fu Shen is not an ordinary man, maybe he is not this kind of person?
"
"Sure enough, you are just little girls, and all the men in the world are the same." Seeing that the two of them did not listen to the advice, Princess Pingning moved back to her seat to eat melon seeds.
Huan Ci raised her eyebrows, too lazy to think about the problem anymore. She waved Zong Zhengtang over and whispered to her, "Ah Tang, have you ever thought about finding a new husband?"
"What a boring thing." Zong Zhengtang shook his head slowly, "To tell you the truth, I have been thinking about leaving the palace and becoming a nun every day, but they will definitely not agree."
Huan Ci opened her mouth, but no words came out. It was beyond her expectation that Zong Zhengtang would think this way, but she understood her thoughts very well.
Seeing that she didn't speak for a while, Zong Zhengtang smiled and said: "It scares you. Are you the same as them and think I am a weirdo? You don't want the glory and wealth, but you are thinking about such things."
"How could it be?" Huan Ci hurriedly shook his head. She just felt that Zong Zhengtang was so different from before that it would inevitably make her sigh.
Zong Zhengtang looked at her quietly and said calmly: "Actually, I still have something I want to do. But speaking of it in detail, Fu Shen mentioned it by chance. I think it's very good."
"What's the matter?" Huan Ci suddenly became curious.
Zong Zhengtang sighed softly: "It's just a fantasy. He once mentioned that he wanted to set up a unique school, and he also said that he would recruit female students. At that time, I was thinking, if he really opened a school, then I would
It would be a good thing to become a wife."
Huan Ci blinked in surprise and felt his heart pounding.
"Tang'er, your idea is really great." She held Zong Zhengtang's hand happily.
Why hasn't she thought about setting up a school? Her father left so much money, but she finds it boring to take care of the affairs of the house every day, and often wants to find a new thing to do. In this case,
Why not set up a school?
Zong Zhengtang looked at her unexpectedly, but he didn't expect that she was also interested. She was about to speak when she suddenly saw Zhao Jin running over in three steps and two steps at a time, and said in Huan Ci's ear: "Your Majesty, your Majesty is coming this way.
.”
"Why are you here?" Huan Ci frowned and soon saw several people walking towards this direction in the distance.
Everyone who was watching the show also saw them and hurriedly stood up to greet them.
However, Zong Zhenglu and Fu Shen did not come over, and stood by the lake without knowing what they were talking about.
"I'll go over and have a look." Huan Ci helped Zhao Jin stand up and was about to go over. Zong Zhengtang then stood up and said, "I'll go with you."
Because they were nearby, no one was interested in watching the opera and looked over there intentionally or unintentionally. Even the little girls singing in the opera began to be absent-minded.
Huan Ci and Zong Zhengtang walked past together, and suddenly saw a woman in costume walking that way. The man seemed stunned when he saw them coming, and then walked faster.
Huan Ci secretly wondered, and he and Zong Zhengtang looked at each other, and the movements of their feet became faster. At this moment, the woman approached them, a cold light flashed in her sleeves, and in an instant a short knife appeared in her hand.
"Be careful." Huan Ci shouted loudly.
Seeing that the tip of the knife was about to touch Zong Zhenglu, Huan Ci wanted to push her away, but his foot slipped and they both fell into the lake.
The lake water was cold in winter, and Huan Ci felt the biting cold all over her limbs, so cold that she almost lost consciousness.
She heard someone in the crowd screaming, the singing stopped, and people jumping into the water.
She struggled desperately to grab something that could save her life, but in vain.
Suddenly, someone hugged her tightly from behind and whispered in her ear: "Aci, don't be afraid."
This voice seemed to have magic power. Huan Ci calmed down almost instantly and no longer fluttered like before.
Maybe it happened in an instant, but she felt that after a long time, she was finally brought ashore. Someone took a clean cloak and wrapped it around her. Huan Ci felt so flustered that her body shook into chaff.
"Hurry and ask for the imperial doctor." Fu Shen picked her up and walked towards the main room as fast as flying.
Huan Ci clutched his clothes tightly and buried his head on his chest, tears flowing uncontrollably. In his ears, he could hear the voices of everyone subduing the assassins, and occasionally someone shouted orders to protect His Majesty.
She took the last moment to clear her mind, tugged on Fu Shen's clothes, and whispered: "Xuan Mo, let's go and see how His Majesty is doing."
Fu Shen glanced at her gloomily, and said to Lan Fu with a cold face: "Go and watch."
After the two of them returned to the main house, people in the yard stared at them in surprise.
Fu Shen's face became even more unkind, and he scolded coldly: "What are you doing standing still? Go find some clean clothes and boil some hot water."
Everyone dispersed in a hurry, leaving Fu Shen still guarding her by the bed. Huan Ci was so cold that his teeth chattered, and he watched helplessly as the man tore off her clothes one by one and threw them on the ground.
"Are all the people who came here dead?" The man was so angry that it was rare that even Huan Ci found it strange.
"Didn't you let them go?" she whispered while trembling.
Fu Shen looked back at her with a sharp look.
Huan Ci curled his lips, feeling a little more aggrieved than before, and his tears flowed more cheerfully: "Why are you so mean?"
Fu Shen was stunned for a moment, his expression softened a lot in the blink of an eye, and he pulled another layer of quilt around her, "Aci, I didn't mean it, I was just worried."
He found a handkerchief from the bed and wiped Huan Ci's tears, and said softly: "Stop crying, it's all my fault."
Huan Ci snorted softly and leaned her head on his shoulder, crying silently. Only then did she realize that the man's clothes were also soaked.
"Hurry up and change your clothes, be careful of catching a cold." She quickly raised her head and said.
Fu Shen looked down at his embarrassed appearance and quickly stood up from the bed. Two maids stood aside holding clean clothes, and they both smiled secretly when they saw this.
Not long after, someone came in with a bathtub. Huan Ci soaked comfortably for a while, and she felt much better. After she got dressed, Fu Shen returned to his usual elegant demeanor, and he hugged her and walked to the bed.
go.
The imperial doctor had been waiting outside for a long time, and now he finally came in. He smelled the fragrant aroma in the inner room and walked forward respectfully.
The imperial physician who had just come with him was called over to serve the emperor. Someone was calling someone in a hurry, so they guessed what must have happened.
As soon as he entered the room, he saw Fu Shen pacing uneasily, and when he saw him, he quickly pulled him over.
"Can you please help me, the doctor?"
The imperial doctor quickly stepped forward to observe Huan Ci's face, asked her if she had any symptoms of abdominal pain, and then took her pulse attentively.
After a long time, he finally breathed a sigh of relief and smiled happily: "It doesn't matter, it's nothing. Madam, just stay well and cover yourself, as long as you don't catch a cold. If you are really worried, Wei Chen is writing a prescription.
The custodian wife will not be affected by the cold."
