Volume 1: Spring of Hua Tang Chapter 30: Leaving the House
One day after Sanchao returned home, Qingxi moved into Chaolan Garden.
She only selected three maids to serve as servants in Chaolan Garden, and she had no intention of getting involved in the affairs of the royal palace, so she told Uncle Zhong and Ting Meng that whatever happened in the past would be done in the future.
Uncle Zhong and Ting Meng both felt that something was wrong. There were some things that the princess still wanted to ask about, so they both expressed their thoughts tactfully.
Qingxi smiled faintly: "His Highness and I have discussed this matter. There is no need to discuss it further. Let's just do it." After saying that, he asked Yueying to get some gifts and distribute them to the two of them. He was very generous.
Uncle Zhong and Tingmeng had no choice but to give up and leave. As soon as they left Chaolan Garden, Uncle Zhong whispered to Tingmeng: "Our princess has an idea. I only hope that Your Highness can get along with her husband and wife, and that Qinse will be harmonious."
Ming."
Ting Meng's eyes were slightly lowered, the corners of her mouth slowly raised, and she said softly: "Your Highness is sincere and kind to others, so naturally he will not treat the princess lightly."
Uncle Zhong glanced at her sideways, nodded, and said seriously: "Ting Meng, are you eighteen this year? In the past, His Highness was not in the palace all year round, but now that there is a princess in the palace, there are some things that should not be delayed. Looking for opportunities, I
Just mention your matter to the princess, you will definitely get married."
When Ting Meng heard this, her cheeks turned red and her expression was very unnatural, but she still said calmly: "Uncle Zhong, you know that I have no relatives. To put it bluntly, the palace is also my home. Ting Meng is not married.
Intend."
Uncle Zhong smiled kindly and said, "You kid, you can just say some silly things in front of me. You can also work as an errand in the palace after getting married!" He looked up and saw Xiao Yizheng coming to Chaolan Garden.
Then he hurriedly said: "This matter will take a long time, so there is no rush at this moment."
Xiao Yizheng approached, and after the two saluted, they reported some of Qingxi's arrangements for the palace's internal affairs. When Xiao Yizheng heard that Qingxi was unwilling to take over the palace's internal affairs, he nodded clearly: "Just do what the princess says.
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The two of them took the order and retreated.
When Xiao Yizheng entered the room, Qingxi was sorting out the books brought from Ling Mansion. Yueying was assisting at the side and happened to hand her the booklet compiled by Qingsong. "Hey, what is this? Why doesn't it have a name?"
Qingxi glanced at it and suddenly snatched it away. She could read such an unseemly book by herself, but she couldn't let Yue Ying laugh. Her move not only made Yue Ying more curious, but also made Xiao Yizheng, who had just entered the room, become more curious.
His eyes fell on the booklet.
"What are you doing?" he asked as he approached.
Qingxi raised her head to see him, and immediately stuffed the book in her hand into a pile of books on the desk, then stood up and saluted, and said a little dissatisfied: "Why was no one notified His Highness when he entered the room?"
Xiao Yizheng looked at her performance and understood that the booklet stuffed with books might be a secret that she didn't want to know. He sat on the bed calmly, deliberately picked the top book, opened it and read it.
He wrote lightly: "You only left three maids. They are all busy tidying up and there is no manpower to inform you."
On the one hand, Qingxi was afraid that he would open the booklet, but on the other hand, she had to pretend that nothing had happened. "I can't use so many people, and I don't want to make a noise in Lanyuan." As she said this, she was also sitting on the other side of the table.
While sitting down, he continued to pack the books, and reached out to naturally hold the booklet in his hand.
Although Xiao Yizheng had no intention of inquiring into her secret, he still took a look at the booklet with intention: it had a white cover, and there seemed to be three words mentioned on the cover. Qingxi's movement was too fast, and he only skimmed off the word "mei". Sister? Him?
He frowned, what a kind name.
Yueying served tea and saw the two of them reading and tidying up. Although they didn't communicate much, the scene was very harmonious, so she quietly left the room. It wasn't until dinner time that she entered the room to ask for instructions.
Xiao Yizheng was still sitting there reading, as if he hadn't moved his position; Qingxi was actually leaning on the sofa and reading quietly. She rolled her eyes and thought that these two people didn't look like Meng Gourd. "
"Prince, aunt..." She quickly stopped talking and called again: "Princess, dinner is ready, do you want to pass it on?"
Xiao Yizheng slapped the letter together, stood up and said: "Pass it on!" When he walked past Yueying, he stopped and said with a smile: "I'm afraid your girl also hopes that you won't change your words."
Yueying felt a chill go down her spine. Although he smiled, she was not sure whether he had any deep meaning in what he said or whether he was dissatisfied with it.
"Your Highness is absolutely right, it is what I ordered." Qingxi's voice sounded clear, and she didn't think Xiao Yizheng would mind this matter.
Xiao Yizheng looked back at her, as if that was indeed the case.
He finished his dinner in Chaolan Garden, and the palace also started lighting lamps. Qingxi knew that he would never stay in Chaolan Garden, and seeing everyone busy thinking that the prince would stay overnight, he couldn't help but feel tired for them, but he didn't
What can I say?
Xiao Yizheng saw that she was always staring at the busy maids. Not knowing why, he said, "If you want to go somewhere tomorrow, I can accompany you."
He did not have a formal official position in the imperial court, but because of his status as a prince, as long as he was in Shangdu, he would participate in all court affairs in the palace. But for this wedding, the emperor gave him a five-day holiday.
Tomorrow is the last day.
"Huh?" Qingxi retracted her gaze and paused. After fully understanding its meaning, her eyes shone with joy: "Is it really okay?"
Seeing her unable to hide her expectation, Xiao Yizheng felt something in his heart, put away his smile and said, "Fake."
Qingxi's smile condensed on her lips, and she glared at him with no concealment of disappointment. Feeling that she had been tricked, she stood up in a hurry. This movement was too fast, and her knees hit the chair legs, and she was torn apart.
With a frown, she subconsciously lowered her head and covered her knees. Seeing this, Yueying quickly leaned over and gently said to her: "Princess, can't you be more careful?"
Xiao Yizheng also stepped forward, knelt down, reached out and pinched her knee gently, and said seriously: "It's okay, don't worry."
Qingxi complained a little that he was looking for pleasure for no reason, so she frowned and raised her legs and took a step back: "Thank you for your concern, Your Highness. I don't dare to let Your Highness accompany you anymore."
Seeing that she was angry, Xiao Yizheng stood up with a smile and shook his head: "That's okay. You and I will go alone tomorrow."
Qingxi looked at him full of doubts, what do you mean?
He cleared his throat and said: "Father asked me to handle some matters. I won't stay overnight today. You should go to bed early."
After Xiao Yizheng left, Qingxi rubbed her knees and thought about what Xiao Yizheng said just now. Could she really go out alone tomorrow?
Soon, the attendants from Zhengzeyuan came and said that the prince had sent him a good potion for bruises. Qingxi took the bottle of potion and listened to Yueying keep saying that the prince was very sorry for the girl, thinking about where to go tomorrow.
It feels more appropriate and my mood feels inexplicably smoother.
Early the next morning, Xiao Yizheng sent someone to report that a carriage escort had been arranged, and the princess could make her own arrangements and leave the house at any time.
When Qingxi Chu first heard about it, he thought for a while and weighed whether it was appropriate to leave the house on his own. The attendant added: "The prince also ordered that the princess does not have to worry. If she feels uncomfortable, she can not take the attendant to protect her. In short, it will be the same as before.
Can."
Qingxi's heart skipped a beat. She thought that in the past, she often wore men's clothes and traveled with Yueying. Now it is really inconvenient for a princess to travel, so why not let others know that she is a princess? Just like not letting others know that she is a princess before.
It's the same as the Ling family girl. Thinking like this, he made up his mind, but he can't go too far, so just take Yueying out for a walk after lunch.
During lunch, Yueying inquired that the prince had left the palace, but Qingxi didn't take it to heart. Yesterday, he had said that it would be good for them to go alone. So, she had lunch alone, took a nap, and then exchanged with Yueying.
After getting dressed, he got on the carriage, told the guards not to follow him, and left the palace in a very low-key manner.
"Girl, where are we going?" Yueying dragged her cheeks, looking helpless. The girl who became the princess didn't seem to have the consciousness of being a wife, and the uncle didn't seem to want her to become a wife either. Is it good or not?
What? She was confused.
Qingxi thought for a while and said firmly: "Let's go to Mei Jing Tower!"
She hadn't been to Mei Jing Tower for a long time. Why not go and sit there, it was not ostentatious and there were stories to listen to?
When the two of them were sitting by the window on the second floor of Meijing Building facing the street, Qingxi looked at the lush blooming crabapples behind her and sighed: "It's been a long time since I sat in this corner and admired the blooming flowers!" She liked sitting there.
Watching the bustling people coming and going, listening to the world's strife in this teahouse.
"I haven't seen you go out these days. Is your sister-in-law keeping an eye on you?" The table next door burst into laughter.
"Boss Zhang, this batch is definitely high-end fabrics. Is the price easy to negotiate?" This place is always a bargaining battlefield for merchants.
"Everyone, have you heard that this pill seems to be ready to be used again?"
"Really? Is this news reliable? There has been no war here for a long time?"
"Who knows? There is also talk that Danda will send a mission to Shangdu."
"By the way, Prince Na Heng's wedding a few days ago was really lively! It is said that Princess Na Heng is as beautiful as a flower, with both political integrity and talent."
"That's natural. Think about what kind of treatment King Heng received. As the beloved son of the Holy Emperor, this wife is naturally chosen from among thousands."
"With the birth of a princess in the Ling family, there is a bright future for the family. Master Ling will be promoted to the position of Minister of the Ministry of Household Affairs, and the Ling family's courtier will soon join the Dali Temple. He has a bright future!"
"Hey" someone lamented and said in a low voice: "The Holy Lord loves King Heng so much, I wonder what the prince would think?"
You can always hear news from all directions in this small Meijing Tower. Whether it is true or false, if someone is here, there will be a story.
Qingxi lowered her head and took a sip of tea, held her chin, tilted her head toward the window, and listened. There were some things she knew, and some things she didn't know. Experience told her that she couldn't believe it all, but she couldn't believe it all either.
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In the past, whenever she returned home from Mei Jing Tower, she would always be the first to find Qingsong to check on things she heard that were of interest to her, ranging from court policies to what flowers were blooming in a certain family's garden. As long as she found something interesting, she would
Du Wen. Sometimes Qingsong was pestered by him and couldn't help it, so he made nonsense remarks and laughed at himself for knowing something about Zhang's family's shortcomings and Li's family's shortcomings.
Yueying sat across from Qingxi, listening to the discussions around her, as if she heard something related to the Ling family, and wanted to remind her to pay attention, "Girl, I seem to have heard something about the master and the young master!"
"Just listen to it, don't let it go to your heart!" Qingxi smiled faintly. She could guess what was said in a few words after hearing a few words. She just came here to relax for a while, and she didn't want to waste time thinking about it.