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Thinking of this, Prince Yong's resentment towards the "evil woman" grew deeper. It was really the "evil woman" who misled him.
After a pause, Prince Yong said expressionlessly, "Let's go back to the palace first."
Zhang Pan'er felt even more shy after hearing this. Could it be that she was the one who returned to the palace first? With a slight response, Zhang Pan'er followed King Yong forward, her heart pounding non-stop, and her snowy jade cheeks were bright red. Like blood.
Prince Yong did not notice the strangeness of the beauty. He walked in the winding corridors of the palace with his mind in a mess. At the moment, he had no distractions and was only thinking about the supreme throne. However, Prince Yong's mansion had no heirs, which was a huge hidden danger.
Soon, a gentle figure appeared in Prince Yong's sight. His eyes lit up and he greeted him, "Sixteenth Uncle."
Shui Rong heard the sound and looked to the side. When he saw the person coming, his brows couldn't help but frown slightly. Since this nephew took office in the Ministry of War, he often delivered official documents to the Governor's Mansion. Everyone knew Sima Zhao's intentions.
Although Shui Rong was unwilling to respond, he was still his nephew after all. Now that he had taken the initiative to greet him, he had to keep up appearances, so he put his foot down on the carriage.
When Prince Yong came over, Shui Rong had a warm expression on his face and asked with a smile, "Prince Yong is also planning to go back home?"
We all want to go back to the palace, there's no need to talk nonsense.
Prince Yong heard Shui Rong's distant intention, his expression remained unchanged, still smiling, he stepped forward and said: "My nephew has no official duties today, so I will bring Pan'er to the palace to pay my respects to the Queen Mother."
As he spoke, Prince Yong called the beauty beside him and said in a clear voice, "Pan'er, come over and meet Uncle Sixteen."
Zhang Paner stepped forward and bowed, saying, "Paner greets uncle."
Its sound is like the fragrance of orchids in a valley, softening people's hearts and making them feel comfortable and relaxed.
Shui Rong looked at his nephew's wife who was bowing gracefully. She had high bunned hair, a face as beautiful as peach and plum, curved eyebrows, almond eyes with spring in them. She walked in gracefully with a graceful appearance that was indescribably pure and otherworldly.
Shui Rong also knew a thing or two about this Zhang Pan'er. She was the niece of the late Empress Zhang. The practice of marrying relatives to each other was very common in this era. Wasn't it the same with the Zhen family in the past?
Of course, Shui Rong had only heard of her once or twice, but had never seen her. At this moment, Shui Rong had a complicated look on his face. Although the beautiful lady in front of him was extremely beautiful, he was not someone who had never seen the world, so he would not be confused by her. However, she was his niece after all, and her appearance was about 60% similar to that of the late Empress Zhang. For a moment, she almost overlapped with the beautiful figure in Shui Rong's impression.
The power of white moonlight is extraordinary.
Shui Rong nodded slightly, turned his gaze to Prince Yong, and said in a clear voice: "Nephew, I have to hurry back home, so I'll go first."
That was just the person in his impression. There was no need to say "she looks just like you", not to mention that this beautiful lady Hua Xin was his nephew's wife.
Prince Yong looked normal, and said with a smile, "Sixteenth Uncle, it's still early, why don't you go to my nephew's house and sit for a while."
Shui Rong raised his eyebrows when he heard this. With his status and position, every move he made had deep meaning in the eyes of outsiders. If he went to Prince Yong's Mansion to sit around for no reason, wouldn't that make people think too much?
Thinking of this, Shui Rong refused: "No need, I have something important to do at home."
After saying this, Shui Rong said no more. Having already saved his face, he got on the carriage and drove away from the palace.
Prince Yong watched Shui Rong's carriage leave without saying anything. After all, it was common for his sixteenth uncle to be distant. Although he could not hide his disappointment, he had long been accustomed to it and asked Zhang Paner to get on the carriage of Prince Yong's mansion.
Inside the carriage, Prince Yong looked at Zhang Paner, who lowered her head and eyes, with his eyes flickering slightly. Prince Yong had already noticed Shui Rong's momentary absent-mindedness. As a man, or having been a man before, he understood why Shui Rong was acting strangely.
Zhang Pan'er lowered her head, feeling puzzled. Ever since her sixteenth uncle left, the prince had been worried, as if he was brooding over something, but she had no idea what it was.
Pursing her pink lips, Zhang Paner looked up at the young man and asked softly, "What's on your mind, my lord?"
Prince Yong groaned for a moment after hearing this, but did not answer. He then asked casually, "Pan'er, what do you think of Uncle Sixteen?"
Zhang Pan'er's heart paused when she heard this, and she looked at her husband with doubtful eyes. Although she didn't know why her husband asked about this, she still answered honestly: "I think Uncle Sixteen is quite kind."
The first impression given by Shui Rong's warm face is that he is as warm as a spring breeze. He looks like a kind-hearted person. As for his true character, we still need to get to the bottom of it.
Upon hearing this, Prince Yong nodded slightly, and said with a somewhat disappointed tone: "Our Sixteenth Uncle has a special status, but he always abides by the law. This makes me admire him. If I were in his shoes, I would not be so open-minded."
From being a prince adopted into the Beijing Prince's Mansion, although both were royal nobles, their statuses were incomparable. Apart from other things, even if he could not sit on the supreme throne, it would not be an exaggeration to be named a prince by virtue of the favor of the retired emperor. However, now he was only a county prince. Such a gap in status, if it were him, how could he not feel resentful.
On the other hand, Shui Rong has been law-abiding and has not shown any resentment since he was adopted. How can such a person not be open-minded?
Upon hearing this, Zhang Paner looked at Prince Yong thoughtfully with her beautiful, clear eyes. Normally, Prince Yong would never talk about outside matters in front of her, but now he not only mentioned it, but also praised it to the advantage of others. What did this mean?
Pursing her pink lips, Zhang Pan'er said softly, "I think Your Majesty is also open-minded."
Regardless of who is older or younger between the two, Prince Yong is her husband, so she naturally would not belittle him, and she is on his side in her heart.
Prince Yong chuckled, stretched out his hand and pulled the beautiful lady's hand, and said in a gentle tone: "Pan'er, I will need your help in the future, and you can't hide anything."
Zhang Pan'er felt the intimacy of her husband, her cheeks became more flushed, her brows showed tenderness and shyness, and she responded in a soft whisper.
As the prince's virtuous wife, I should do my best to help him behind his back. This is the wife's duty and there is no need for Prince Yong to make it clear.
Prince Yong looked at the shy and lovely beauty in front of him, a strange light flashed in his eyes, and he felt an inexplicable feeling in his heart. He had considered it before and had made a decision, but by doing so, he seemed to be sorry for this person who cared about him wholeheartedly.
However, if I cannot ascend to the throne, everything will be in vain. Letting Pan'er become the most noble woman in the world in the future can be considered as compensation to her.
Moreover, if he was useless at this time, wouldn't Pan'er be left alone in the empty room, feeling sorry for herself every night? How could he let Pan'er suffer like this? If he thought about it carefully, this was also for her own good. Anyway, Pan'er also felt that Uncle Sixteen was quite kind.
Under self-hypnosis, Prince Yong's remaining guilt disappeared, and the look in his eyes became more determined.
Chapter 217: Concubine Beijing: Lin Yatou is from the palace
Beijing Prince's Mansion, Ning'an Hall.
The Concubine Beijing was sitting on a soft couch on a high platform, with Yuanchun, Keqing, Yingchun, Tanchun, Xichun, Chaidai, and Xiangyun all there.
The hall was filled with jewels and jades, and crowded with people, creating a lively scene.
Yuanchun looked at the Beijing Concubine on the stage, and saw the gloomy look between her brows. She understood in her heart, her starry eyes moved slightly, pursed her pink lips, and said softly: "If mother is reluctant, I will invite my sisters to come to the mansion to play after a while."
Yesterday, someone from the Duke's Mansion came to inquire about Yingchun and others returning to the mansion. The intention was to bring them back. After all, Yingchun, Daiyu and others are the daughters of the Duke's Mansion. It is not logical for them to live in the Prince's Mansion for a long time, and it is not appropriate for them to stay in the Prince's Mansion for a long time. This is etiquette.
Now her sisters have packed their luggage, and when the prince returns, they will all leave. All she can do is wait for a while and then invite her sisters to stay in the prince's palace for a while.
Upon hearing this, Concubine Beijing felt relieved a little. She looked at Yuanchun with her beautiful eyes and was very satisfied. Apart from her age, her daughter-in-law was very good in other aspects. Even when it came to filial piety, she was very polite and decent, and there was nothing wrong with her.
Nodding slightly, Concubine Beijing turned her eyes to look at the room full of jewels and jades, feeling melancholy in her heart. The palace was deserted before, but she got used to it after a long time. Now that Daiyu and others have arrived, it has added a lot of popularity to the palace. Besides playing dominoes on weekdays, it is fun to watch these young and lively daughters. Life is much smoother than before. She is really reluctant to let them leave suddenly.
However, there is no other way and it is not good to force the person to stay.
If the palace is to be lively, it ultimately depends on the monkey. If the monkey has more children, the palace will naturally be lively. She could not tolerate the concubines of the old Prince of Beijing, but the more concubines of the new Prince of Beijing, the better.
Thinking of this, Concubine Beijing waved her hand and said, "Girl Yun, Girl Lin, come here."
Daiyu and Xiangyun, who were chatting, heard the call from the concubine and stood up and walked forward with lotus steps.
Concubine Beijing looked at the two's delicate faces, her expression gradually became gentle, she reached out and held their hands, and said softly: "You two go to the Duke's Mansion to have fun first, I'll have someone pick you up after a while."
Xiangyun was considered a young lady from the prince's mansion, and her uncle and aunt had already agreed to let her live in the palace for a long time, so the Duke's Mansion would not be involved. However, these sisters grew up together and had a very deep affection for each other, so Shui Rong let Xiangyun live in the Duke's Mansion for a while as well.
Let's not talk about other people for now. Concubine Beijing wants to keep these two goddaughters by her side, especially Daiyu. It's not that she likes Daiyu more, but she is the beloved sister of her own good son. As a mother, how can she not make some plans for her? Let her stay in the palace for now. Not only will it make the place more lively with one more person, but the monkey will also feel a little bit of affection for her.
Xiangyun and Daiyu both responded when they heard this, especially Daiyu, whose eyes were sparkling with stars and her heart was filled with joy. After all, what Concubine Beijing said was that she was reluctant to part with her two goddaughters.
What Daiyu didn't know was that Concubine Beijing didn't treat her as a goddaughter, but as her future daughter-in-law. However, it didn't matter, as it was almost the same and she felt sorry for her all the same.
Concubine Beijing nodded slightly, her eyes fell on Daiyu's frail body and the sorrow on her face. She groaned for a moment and said softly, "Miss Lin, you are not strong enough, you need to rest and nourish yourself. You should not stop eating bird's nest porridge every day. I will ask the warehouse to prepare some for you to take away later."
This girl looks good, but her frail figure is worrying. Not to mention the possibility of having offspring, she still has to raise her son first so as to figure out how to serve him in the future.
Daiyu had no idea of Concubine Beijing's little thoughts. She only thought that this was the concern of her godmother. She was deeply moved by her mother's teachings, and she responded softly with her willow eyes gradually becoming misty.
Seeing this, Concubine Beijing did not say much. After all, she knew that her beloved sister was a crybaby, and she let the monkey do the comforting herself.
At this time, Yuanchun smiled and said, "Mother, the Duke's Mansion is not short of bird's nests. Just let me know. There is no need to go through so much trouble."
Upon hearing this, Concubine Beijing frowned slightly, pursed her lips, and said in a clear voice as if to make a statement: "Miss Lin is from our palace, so she will be taken care of by the palace."
Sooner or later she will be her daughter-in-law, so how can she not be a member of the palace and need no one else to take care of her.
Upon hearing this, Yuanchun looked at the Dowager Concubine Beijing with her starry eyes thoughtfully. Even though she had acknowledged Daiyu as her goddaughter, it was still too far-fetched to say that Daiyu was a member of the palace. She had guessed earlier that her husband had taken a fancy to Daiyu, but she was still a little uncertain in her heart. Now the Dowager Concubine Beijing's words were like a declaration, which must be that she had noticed her husband's intention and was helping to cover it up!
Thinking of this, Yuanchun felt a little bitter. It turned out that the "mother and son" really had a mutual understanding, which made her seem like an "outsider". She was so upset!
However, Yuanchun was just complaining. Let's not talk about Concubine Beijing for now. Her husband must have treated her as his wife. Everyone had guessed it in their hearts. Yuanchun didn't care too much and just pretended to be deaf and dumb. So Yuanchun smiled and said nothing.
In the hall, Baochai looked at the happy scene with her almond-shaped eyes, and there was a slight sadness between her brows. She, who could not be seen in public for the time being, seemed like an outsider. Moreover, she was about to leave, but why didn't the prince say goodbye to her? Even if they met and exchanged a few words, it would be nice.
At this moment, the voice of the maid came from outside the hall, saying, "Queen Dowager, Princess, the prince is coming."
In Ning'an Hall, everyone's eyes fell on the curtains when they heard the words, and Baochai's slightly dim almond-shaped eyes also regained their luster.
In a moment, Shui Rong walked in, his eyes fell on the smiling Concubine Beijing on the high platform, and bowed and said, "My child greets his mother."
Concubine Beijing was pleased to see this, but her beautiful eyebrows slightly raised, and there seemed to be a hint of anger between her eyebrows. She said: "Miss Lin and the others are leaving today, and you came early. I don't usually see you coming to pay respects at this time."
Ever since Shui Rong took office in the Central Army Commander's Office, he usually came to pay his respects in the evening, or simply did not come. Today, when it was still early, Shui Rong came to pay his respects. How could Concubine Beijing not know the reason?
Good man, you just can’t bear to part with your beloved sister.
Hearing this, everyone understood the joking meaning behind the words and smiled.
Shui Rong naturally heard it as well. Looking at the slightly dissatisfied Concubine Beijing's jade-like face, he felt helpless. Please, you are the elder, please maintain your dignity and don't eat inappropriate condiments with a group of younger sisters.
With a light cough, Shui Rong moved closer and sat down next to Concubine Beijing. He put his arm around Concubine Beijing's arm, feeling it was soft and delicate. He smiled and said, "Mother, I don't have any official business today, so I came back early."
In fact, if Shui Rong is willing, it won't be a big deal for him to come back early every day. However, he won't tell the truth to Concubine Beijing.
Concubine Beijing was delighted by Shui Rong's affectionate behavior. Even though she knew that the monkey was just trying to coax her, she couldn't blame him. She glared at him with her beautiful eyes, too lazy to expose this poor excuse.
Shui Rong didn't care about the scolding of Concubine Beijing. She had a lot of experience and was much more tolerant than young girls like Baochai. His eyes fell on Daiyu in front of him. She was holding a yellow handkerchief in her bare hands and smiling secretly. She looked quite cute. He couldn't help but ask, "Sister Lin, have you packed your bags?"
Seeing the young man in front of her showing great concern, Daiyu felt a little warm in her heart. She looked at the young man with her willow eyes as bright as smoke and replied softly, "Everything is packed."
Shui Rong nodded slightly and said, "Now that we have packed up, let the people below get ready so that it won't get dark."
Daiyu frowned slightly when she heard this, and said softly, "Brother, you are so anxious. Forget it, it's my fault for talking too much."
Shui Rong was speechless. If you want to say something, just finish it. What's the point of saying only half of it? It sounds sarcastic and uncomfortable to listen to.
But I have to say, this is the taste of Sister Lin. After a pause, Shui Rong looked at the pretty Daiyu and explained patiently: "My dear sister, I am not in a hurry. It will take time for the people below to prepare. It will also take time to send you back to the Duke's Mansion after everything is ready. If it is late, it will be late for dinner, and it will not be good for you to have an empty stomach."
Shui Rong was right. When a group of girls travel, they have to prepare well. Besides, the Prince of Beijing's Mansion is quite far from the Duke's Mansion, so it will take time. He didn't urge Daiyu and the others to leave now, so there was no need to be in a hurry.
Hearing Shui Rong's patient explanation, Daiyu's eyes were filled with joy. She knew that her brother was not trying to rush them back, but she just wanted to hear his words of doting.
Princess Beijing didn't say anything when she saw this. She understood the style that young people liked. It was called interest. She pursed her pink lips and said softly, "Brother Rong is right. You guys go down and have a rest first. When everything is ready, I'll send you back."
When everyone heard this, they didn't say anything. They just responded and dispersed.
Shui Rong's eyes fell on a plump figure, which was faintly revealing a bit of resentment. His heart moved slightly, and he turned his eyes to Concubine Beijing and said, "Mother, I will go back to the room and change into loose clothes first."
Now that I have eaten the milk cake, I still need to comfort her a little.
Upon hearing this, Concubine Beijing spat in her heart. Don't think she didn't see the monkey's look before. Alas, the old and ugly can never compare to the young and lively ones.
Pursing her pink lips, Concubine Beijing waved her hand holding the embroidered handkerchief, bringing with her a soft and fragrant breeze, and said in a disdainful tone: "Go away, go away, I feel upset just seeing you."
Water soluble: "."
He didn't seem to have offended his mother! !