The willow silk hangs lightly, the spring breeze warms the heart, the water flows on the small bridge, and the fragrance of tea floats. The faint sound of the piano in the pavilions and pavilions is intoxicating. You can vaguely see the beauty like jade, with the charming smile on the lips.
"Uncle Huang is really in a good mood." Sima Rong said with a smile, "My nephew is really envious of me."
The pink sleeves of the woman playing the piano fluttered in the wind, revealing the emerald green bracelet on her wrist. Reflecting the bright spring sunshine, her slender fingers caressed the strings, and the melodious sound of the piano was mesmerizing.
A chuckle was heard, and a man in plain clothes beside the table raised the wine glass in his hand and said with a smile: "Sima Rong, the wine in Zuihualou is very good. You might as well sit down and have a drink."
Sima Rong smiled and said: "How dare my nephew compare with the emperor's uncle? My nephew is really envious and jealous of the emperor's uncle. Emperor's uncle, if you can help your nephew solve a problem, my nephew can sit down and accompany the emperor's uncle happily."
Have a good drink of the wine that Zuihualou is famous for."
Sima Yixuan smiled softly and said, "What is it that gives you such a headache? Tell me."
"It's not that fatal Cong Yi'er." Sima Rong sat down opposite the man in plain clothes, with a frustrated look on his face, and said bitterly, "I really don't know what my father is thinking, but he insists on me marrying Prince Cong's wife.
Cong Yi'er is my wife. Apart from being annoying, that silly girl really can't find anything acceptable. When I went to the palace today and met me, she even got angry and shouted that she didn't want to
Marry me, and the most disgusting thing is that she looks at me with pity. It is really disgusting. How can such a woman become my crown princess?! I really need to temper her temper, so,
My nephew would like to ask the emperor to do a small favor and ask Miss Dierun from Zuihua House to help my nephew properly discipline Cong Yier."
The woman playing the piano chuckled, stopped playing, and said jokingly: "Second Prince, you are really good at joking. You actually asked the future Second Crown Princess to restrain her temper in a brothel where fireworks are waiting. What a joke.
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"I'm not joking, I'm serious." Sima Rong said seriously, "And I just said that she should come here to relax her temper, but I didn't say that she should serve men here. Father has said it first, so she must
She wants to be my crown princess. Moreover, even if I dislike her very much and wish she would disappear from my life immediately, it is impossible for others to get involved with her. Naturally, I just want her to do some hard work here. Look at her,
How can she survive without relying on Prince Cong's Mansion? If she knows that without Prince Cong's Mansion as a backer, she has no chance of survival, she will naturally restrain her temper and remarry into the palace, so that she will not become a laughing stock in the eyes of others.
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The woman playing the piano smiled and said: "Poor Cong Yi'er, if she really goes to Zuihua Tower and does what the slaves do, I'm afraid she will have to live and die. Second Prince, you are really good at torture."
people."
Sima Rong said with a smile: "That's why I asked Uncle Huang for help. With him here, Cong Yi'er will only suffer a little hardship and won't lose anything. And with Miss Dierun here, nothing will happen."
The man in plain clothes just smiled and drank, not talking. He was sitting on a soft chair, a little lazy, a little leisurely, as if everything in the world had nothing to do with him, and only the wine in his hand could make him care. His eyebrows were slightly raised.
There are some invisible thoughts locked up, as if he is careless about everything but he is well versed in it.
"Master, that sedan seems to belong to Prince Cong's palace." Li Shan's eyes were sharp and he saw a sedan coming this way from a distance. He walked around this way to reach the main road leading to the palace. "Looking at the sedan behind that, it should be Cong's."
It's funny, this is the one she was sitting on this morning, and the one in front seems to be Mrs. Cong's, are they going to the palace again?"
The Wangtian Pavilion in Zuihua Tower is the highest point in the capital. Apart from the imperial palace, the pavilions here are the highest. You can look at the surrounding scenery from a distance and you can naturally see everything on the spacious avenue in front of the pavilion. Moreover, Prince Cong's Mansion
Their status also makes their sedans different from others, more luxurious and eye-catching.
"Uncle Emperor," Sima Rong frowned and said softly, "My nephew really wants your uncle to do this for me. If they go to the palace or the queen's place, I'm afraid something will happen again. You also know that now
My father loves the newly established queen the most. Cong Yi'er is the queen's niece. If she cries and makes a fuss, my nephew will definitely not be able to rest in peace——"
"I don't like people who hold power in the court the most. It's fun to tease the people in Prince Cong's mansion. Okay, let Cong Yi'er stay at Zuihua Tower for a few days." Sima Yixuan said with a smile and raised his head.
With the wine glass in his hand, he said to the woman playing the piano, "Die Run, go and invite Cong Yi'er to come. You can also let the girl Xing rest for a few days."
The woman playing the piano smiled softly and said coquettishly: "You two uncles and nephews are really good at making things difficult for others. How can you invite her here in this glorious day?"
"I know that Miss Dierun's lightness skills are unparalleled. Even if it's a busy city, how can it be difficult to live with Miss Dierun?" Sima Rong smiled slightly and said, "For Miss Dierun, it's definitely a piece of cake."
Dierun smiled softly and said, "Okay, for the sake of Prince Xuan, I will help you just once."
"Thank you, Miss Dierun." Sima Rong said with a slight smile.
As soon as his figure flashed, Dierun was no longer in Sima Rong's sight. Sima Rong smiled softly and said, "Uncle Huang, you are so lucky to have such a confidante to accompany you. You are much happier than Uncle Xun Huang. Although Emperor Xun
My uncle has a beautiful wife and concubine by his side. How can he be as free as you?"
Sima Yixuan smiled faintly and did not comment.
In just one glass of wine, Die Run returned to Sima Yixuan with a smile. His clothes were not messy, his face was not tired, and his soft voice was full of coquettishness.
I have robbed the second young lady of Prince Cong's residence. This is a crime that requires beheading. Prince Xuan, you have to bear the responsibility for Dierun."
Sima Yixuan smiled softly and raised the wine glass in his hand. Dierun drank the wine from the glass in his hand, smiled coquettishly, and leaned gently into Sima Yixuan's arms, with charming eyes.
Seeing this, Sima Rong smiled knowingly and said, "Since the emperor's uncle has already helped his nephew, the nephew will not disturb the emperor's uncle. The beauty is like jade and the wine is intoxicating. My nephew wishes the emperor's uncle to be like this every day."
Sima Yixuan smiled faintly, held Dierun in his arms, and completely ignored the other people standing there.
Sima Rong knew Sima Yixuan's temper and his tendency not to act according to common sense, so he immediately left Zuihua Tower with Li Shan and Liu He.
"Master, that Dierun's Qinggong is really good. Even if the slaves took off their shoes, they wouldn't be able to catch up. They could actually take Cong Yi'er away in broad daylight. I'm afraid even Mrs. Cong doesn't know that Cong Yi'er is no longer in the sedan chair."
Even though the slaves were watching carefully, they didn't see how Miss Dierun took Cong Yier away." Li Shan said with an expression of admiration, "It's just a weak woman from a brothel, but she actually
If there is such a good Qing Gong, why would you want to live in a brothel?"
"Her Qing Gong is not very good, but in your eyes it is good, but compared with the emperor's uncle, she is nothing compared to the emperor. She was taught by the emperor's uncle, and she has mastered one and a half of his martial arts skills. When you see her, you will feel
It's unbelievable." Sima Rong said coldly, "In the Daxing Dynasty, who can beat the emperor's martial arts? If the emperor hadn't been obsessed with martial arts, maybe my father would not be the emperor of the current Daxing Dynasty.
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Li Shan and Liu He looked at each other and said nothing.