Zhen Qingyin was already stunned, sitting there stupidly, holding the wine cup with her left hand.
His hands were empty.
I don't know whether it was the smell of alcohol or the piercing gazes from around her, but her porcelain-white cheeks felt hot.
The system rolled on the spot as if it had been injected with chicken blood, and a little bee laughed and made a goose cry.
【Host! Host! Great, you’ve completed your wine serving task! Ahhhh, what kind of magical hero is this? He actually takes the initiative to help you complete your mission! Host, look, look, you and the hero are destined to be together, why are you hesitating? Come on! Seduce him! 】
What seduction?
Zhen Qingyin is too lazy to pay attention to the unethical system.
She put down her silly left hand and pursed her lips, feeling extremely unhappy.
Some taboos, once broken, are like opening Pandora's box.
That line "Mission accomplished: 1/10" upset her more than witnessing the private meeting between Xiao Hao and Wei Yi.
I have obsessive-compulsive disorder, and I really want to punch that 1 back to 0.
As for the envious, jealous and hateful glances from the ladies of the aristocratic families around her, she didn't care at all.
They will see clearly in the future that she has no intention of competing with them for the prince's rotten cucumber.
Zhen Yuanyuan trotted to her side and asked anxiously: "Sister, are you okay? Are you hurt?"
She took Zhen Qingyin's arm and looked at it. There were no marks on the sleeves.
He also wanted to roll up her sleeves for inspection, but because it was in public, he lifted them up a little, revealing a section of her wrist that looked like a jade, and then he hurriedly put it down again.
Zhen Qingyin smiled: "No problem."
The queen and the imperial concubine asked her to come forward, expressed condolences, and after remembering her face, they called the imperial doctor and ordered the maid to take Zhen Qingyin to the side hall to diagnose her pulse and check her injuries.
It was hard to reject such hospitality, not to mention that these were for other people to see, so Zhen Qingyin did not refuse, lowered her head, and left with the imperial doctor obediently.
The queen sighed inwardly.
This little lady looks so petty.
The imperial concubine was happy.
She knew best that the son she gave birth to was very mysophobic, and few people could get close to him, let alone snatch the remaining wine that the young lady put to his mouth.
The prince was eighteen years old and there was no one in the connecting room. She was afraid that he would not like women. After seeing this scene today, she finally saw the light.
The imperial concubine beamed with joy and asked Mrs. Chao Guogong beside her: "Miss Zhen, is she your niece? How come I have never seen her before? She is pretty, well-behaved and docile. Why didn't you bring her into the palace earlier to give her to me?" Look. When did she and the prince meet?"
Mrs. Chao Guogong was thinking about her niece and said with a smile: "This child has been honest since she was a child, but she is a little timid. She is afraid of bumping into the empress when she enters the palace. This time, she also sees that she has grown up and has learned some rules, so I am bold. I made the decision and sent her a post, bringing it to say hello to the two empresses, and to gain some knowledge on the way."
It’s good to be honest, and the imperial concubine’s smile became even brighter.
An honest little lady who doesn't act like a monster is most suitable to be a concubine.
Mrs. Chao Guogong paused, then continued: "When she was young, she often came to live in the Duke's Mansion, and she has known His Highness the Prince for a long time. I remember that His Highness the Prince attended a private school in the Duke's Mansion for a period of time. Shi Qingyin happens to be studying in our house. She is so low-key that the prince may not even remember her name."
The more the imperial concubine listened, the more satisfied she became.
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Zhen Qingyin didn't know that she was attracted by the imperial concubine and wanted to take her as the prince's concubine.
After the imperial doctor saw her, she claimed to be frightened and hurriedly left the palace.
Zhen Yuanyuan was a little disappointed because she didn't have time to say goodbye to Wei Yi, but her sister was frightened, so it was natural to take care of her first.
After coming out of the palace gate, Zhen Shilian was holding a hand warmer, waiting outside the carriage, talking to a few boys.
Zhen Yuanyuan took care of Zhen Qingyin's fragile porcelain and carefully held her arm. When she saw Zhen Shilian, she shouted happily: "Daddy!"
Zhen Qingyin called out: "Second uncle."
Zhen Shilian strode over and asked in surprise: "Why did your sisters come out first?"
As the three of them got on the carriage, Zhen Yuanyuan complained in a low voice.
The prince scared his sister and almost hurt her!
snort!
Zhen Qingyin acted sensible and sensible: "It's nothing. The prince was drunk, and I wasn't hurt. I only hurt my face a little bit, so I said I was frightened. Second uncle, don't worry."
In fact, she hated it so much that her teeth itched.
Fifteen years of keeping a low profile was ruined by the prince, and the prince also unintentionally completed the system's task. Look, the system was so proud that he is still doing the figure eight dance.
Zhen Shilian rubbed Zhen's round head and then Zhen Qingyin's head: "Qingyin has been wronged."
Children who are too sensible will always suffer more grievances and suffer more losses.
Zhen Yuanyuan took the initiative to stretch her head over and give it to her father. She nodded repeatedly with indignation and asked, "Dad, why haven't you returned home yet?"
"It gets dark early in winter. I resigned from my job and heard that you two sisters went to the palace for a banquet. I was worried about you walking at night, so I came to take you home."
The two sisters felt warm in their hearts.
"Daddy is so kind!"
"Thank you, uncle."
After returning to Zhen's house, Mrs. Zhen's second wife, Xiao Yin, was waiting at the second gate. When she saw them getting off the carriage, she ordered the mothers-in-law to give them each a warm hand stove.
Mrs. Zhen and Mrs. Zhen have the same surname, Yin, and are not related by blood. It was a coincidence arranged by their cheating best friend.
The government calls them Da Yinshi and Xiao Yinshi respectively.
Xiao Yin has a long face and has always been serious, but looking at her behavior, it can be seen that she is a very considerate wife and mother who is cold on the outside and warm on the inside.
Zhen Shilian shook his wife's hand and asked with concern: "Is your wife cold?"
Little Yin slapped him away with her backhand, glared at him angrily, and walked to Zhen Qingyin's side in a few steps: "Qingyin, Second Aunt and Yuanyuan will take you back."
"Thank you second aunt, thank you Yuanyuan." Zhen Qingyin smiled.
She has a cool and cold temperament, and never bothers with others over trivial matters. With her ability to refuse and give in, what needs to be done has already been done.
Entering the courtyard of the main house, Zhen Qingyin stopped and asked Xiao Yin and Zhen Yuanyuan to go back early.
When she turned around, she realized that her second uncle had been following them and escorting them.
The family of three in the second room were talking while returning to their own yard. Zhen Yuanyuan was jumping up and down, and her silver bell-like laughter added a touch of life to Xiao Sa's winter night.
Zhen Qingyin stood there and watched for a while.
It's like seeing a childhood dream materialized in reality.
When she was a child, she had dreamed that if her father had not died when she was born, their family of three would have been as happy as her second uncle's family.
Everything about Zhen Yuanyuan is the perfect life she imagined.
Not only did the second uncle and the second aunt dote on Zhen Yuanyuan, she also happily doted on Zhen Yuanyuan.
In a sense, when Zhen Yuanyuan achieves perfection, she achieves perfection.
In this way, she was satisfied.
So, why should she listen to the system, attack the male protagonist, stab him in the face, follow the plot, and do things like ransacking homes and losing heads?
The Da Yin family is living well now and should not be implicated by her.
"Let's go back."
Zhen Qingyin turned around and took the maid back to her small courtyard.
She straightened her spine.
There is still a tough battle to be fought tomorrow.
