I wonder how much weight I have in the other person's heart?
Seemingly feeling something, Empress Zhang sighed softly, softened her tone, and recalled that rarely used name.
"Jiaojiao, my mother knows that you live a very tired and miserable life, but there is nothing you can do about it. Who asked you to be born into the royal family? If you don't persevere, there will be no place for us, mother and daughter, in this huge harem.
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"My son understands."
Noon.
Xia Houzhi declined the offer to stay for dinner, got up and left.
"This child is becoming less and less close to me."
In the palace, Queen Zhang held up her handkerchief and wiped the corners of her eyes.
Aunt Li quickly consoled her: "His Highness will understand your good intentions one day."
"Oh, I hope so."
Just after leaving Luanfeng Palace, the attendant came to report.
"Your Highness, Mr. Li sent several invitations to invite you to a small gathering at Fuqing Tower. He said that he had prepared a little surprise. Please be sure to appreciate it."
"Surprise?" Xia Houzhi held up her chin and thought for a long time, unable to remember what happened today in her previous life.
However, that's not surprising.
After her rebirth, she made many different decisions than before, and the direction of the situation was obviously constantly changing.
Mr. Li...
In my impression, he is not a very unpleasant person.
Anyway, idle time is idle, she nodded happily: "Prepare the car."
An hour later, Xia Houzhi regretted it.
Sure enough, one shouldn't have high hopes.
What a surprise, they are still those boring gold and silver jewelry and antique jades.
Nothing new.
The key point is that the officials who came with Li Shilang are still very noisy. From the beginning of the banquet to now, they are making her head buzzing.
"...the admiration of the lower officials for the prince is like a torrential river, endless, like a majestic mountain range, soaring into the sky..."
Xia Houzhi turned the ring on her hand, wanting to hit someone.
"My lords, please continue, I will go out and take a breather!"
"Hey, Your Highness——"
The leopard's tail and fish's gills stand outside, one on the left and one on the right, like door gods.
All the officials looked at each other, silently retracted their steps, and closed the door.
Xia Houzhi was not in a hurry to leave. She picked up a bottle of wine and wandered to the second floor platform.
Sitting sideways on the carved handrail, overlooking the lively street scene around you, you drink alone leisurely.
I have to say that the yellow orange wine from Fuqinglou tastes good, is refreshing and delicious, and has a sweet aftertaste. It is worth the trip.
After half the pot was down, she licked her lips, but she was still not satisfied. She was about to ask someone to bring another pot, but when she glanced back at something, she paused slightly.
On the opposite floor, facing the window, a man and a woman sit facing each other.
The woman held a fan in her hand and half covered her face, so her appearance could not be seen clearly.
The man has black hair tied up in a crown, high eyebrows, deep eye sockets, and a cold profile as clear as a knife.
At this moment, the corners of his lips were pursed tightly, showing a rare feeling of embarrassment.
"belch."
Xia Houzhi burped, her eyes narrowed slightly, and a look of interest appeared in her eyes.
She suddenly remembered that Duan Chuiwen was actually from a pretty good background. His father, Duan Ting, had outstanding military achievements and was granted the title of Marquis. Although his power was later reduced and he was not reused, he still had the false reputation of being a Marquis.
It’s so hard to imagine that the eldest son, who is the legitimate eldest son, can’t just stay at home, but instead goes to work in Dali Temple.
If he had worked a little harder and obtained the title of Crown Prince early on, the wealthy ladies in the capital would not have been left to his own choosing, and would have fallen into the situation of meeting each other.
How sad and deplorable!
Thinking of this, a heart of gratitude suddenly surged.
With some drunkenness, Xia Houzhi stepped on the railing, stepped on one foot, flew her clothes and flew straight to the opposite side.