Eunuch Zhao left first, and after a while, Zhen Qingyin and Song Xiang, Zhen Yuanyuan, said they needed to go to the toilet, and then got off the cement platform.
After carrying the person, Feng Youxi asked Eunuch Zhao to watch the wind, stuffed a small cloth bag to Zhen Qingyin, and said quickly: "It is made of cement. The girl on the high platform saw it. The Emperor Longyan was very pleased. His Highness the Crown Prince invited the girl to take credit in front of the Emperor." , and said that the cement prescription was something that the girl saw on an original copy of an ancient book. The girl had given the solitary ancient book to His Highness, and His Highness presented it to the Emperor. This is the replica of the 'Original Ancient Book'. Let the girl go back and have a look."
As soon as they met, she heard Feng Youxi say such a long list. Zhen Qingyin was stunned for a moment before she realized what he meant. Every sentence was confusing, and the CPU in her brain was about to burn out.
She couldn't believe it.
Why did the prince help her hide the origin of the cement prescription?
Why not investigate the origins of colored glaze and cement?
Forget it, no matter what, she was about to die anyway, so it didn't matter what the truth was.
Zhen Qing was determined, hugged the small cloth bag in her arms tightly, and said uneasily: "Don't worry, father-in-law, I understand, I won't delay His Highness the Crown Prince's important events."
Feng Youxi: "..."
I always feel that Miss Zhen is smart enough but not clever enough.
What's the big deal?
Is it a big deal to deceive the king and behead him?
Staring at Zhen Qingyin's "wise as foolish" face, Feng Youxi felt aggrieved for His Highness and opened his mouth. He wanted to ask Wei Yi and then Song Jian, but finally chose to keep his mouth shut for the sake of colored glass and cement.
It doesn't matter that Miss Zhen is not smart enough. Your Highness's intelligence is enough for them both. It just so happens that Miss Zhen's fortune is evened out by His Highness.
The two are truly a match made in heaven.
"After the girl read it, she burned the book as firewood."
"Don't worry, father-in-law, I won't have to worry about it." Zhen Qingyin nodded with her head buried.
Feng Youxi couldn't bear her excessive cowardice, so he said goodbye and left in a hurry.
Zhen Qingyin slowly raised her head, glanced at Feng Youxi's back expressionlessly, turned around and returned to her tent.
She read the entire book word for word, tore it out one by one, threw it into a charcoal basin and burned it.
There was a kettle placed on top of the charcoal basin, and bubbles were bubbling in the kettle.
Zhen Qingyin padded her hands with a wet handkerchief, lifted the kettle, and poured a cup of ma milk tea. She blew the ma milk tea and meditated.
Feng Youxi's actions showed that the prince, empress, emperor, including the imperial concubine, might summon her one by one. This was to allow Feng Youxi to come in advance to make a confession.
She sighed.
The prince is too impatient.
Why don't you wait for her to die before taking credit for her?
At that time, it was her mother, the Yin family, who enjoyed the benefits.
This is part of the legacy she left to the Great Yin family, and it can be used as a life-saving talisman at critical moments.
"elder sister!"
"cousin!"
Two crisp and soft calls came from outside the tent.
Zhen Qingyin put away all expressions and put on a calm smile.
The next moment, the curtain was raised, and Zhen Yuanyuan and Song Xiang came in one after another. Song Xiang jumped up and said happily: "Cousin, let's go horseback riding! I also want to hunt!"
"You're not allowed to go! You're not as tall as a horse's legs, and you have a bad temper. Be careful if the horse gets angry and kicks you!" Zhen Qingyin nodded her forehead and spoke sternly.
Later, she would have to tell Song Xiang's maid and grandma to keep an eye on her, lest the little girl couldn't control herself and secretly ran away to ride a horse.
The joy on Song Xiang's face turned into frustration. He compared his hands with himself, and then compared his hands with Zhen Yuanyuan's standing face, whose expression became even more depressed.
She held her little face, looked up at the roof of the tent, and howled in despair: "When will I grow up!"
Zhen Yuanyuan laughed and said deliberately: "Sister, let's go horseback riding. It's such a long journey to the grassland. If we don't ride a horse and have fun, wouldn't it be in vain?"
"I won't go. I don't like riding horses. You can find another girl." Zhen Qingyin was too lazy to go. The chance of running into Wei Ji was too high.
She raised her hand and poured a cup of horse milk tea for each of them.
The temperature is a bit hot.
Song Xiang couldn't get used to drinking. She liked sweets and put them down after two bites.
Zhen Yuanyuan blew the tea cup and sipped it slowly. She liked to try new things and new foods and was full of adventurous spirit.
The three of them sat for a while and chatted. Zhen Yuanyuan and Song Xiang couldn't sit still.
Zhen Yuanyuan ran out first and made an appointment with other ladies to ride horses together. It would be better if she could hunt prey.
Zhen Qingyin told her to pay attention to safety and not to be left alone. Zhen Yuanyuan agreed wholeheartedly, and the horse galloped away with her without a trace.
Song Xiang dragged Zhen Qingyin and wanted to go out in a carriage with her - although she might be laughed at, she insisted.
In front of you is a vast expanse of grassland, with mountains and woods nearby, and I heard there is a lake in the distance. In this situation, how can you hold your legs and not go out and run around for a while?
Zhen Qingyin was so troubled that she couldn't do anything. She just came to seek death. She should die as far away as possible so as not to scare her mother.
The two were about to board the carriage when a palace maid ran over panting, saluted in a hurry and said: "Miss Xiang, hello, Miss Zhen. Miss Zhen, the Queen has invited you."
coming! Zhen Qingyin failed to escape in time by carriage, so she grabbed Song Xiang's hand and dragged her to meet the queen with him.
"It's Sister Zisu. I have stage fright. Can I take Song Xiang with me?"
With the little girl Song Xiang here, the queen could not say anything to let her enter the East Palace as a concubine.
When Zi Su heard Zhen Qingyin call out her name, she felt good in her heart. Seeing her timidity, she felt pity for her. She thought about it and smiled and said, "It doesn't matter, the imperial concubine is here too. She was talking about Miss Xiang just now."
Zhen Qingyin's scalp felt numb.
There are two giant Buddhas in the harem.
There must have been some misunderstanding.
She gritted her teeth, what on earth was Wei Ji talking nonsense in front of them?
Song Xiang was at a naughty and mischievous age. He was unwilling to restrain his hands and feet in front of the empress and concubine. He was reluctant, but he had to protect his weak and timid cousin, so he puffed up his small chest and held Zhen Qingyin's hand, as if To give my cousin some courage.
Zhen Qingyin curved her lips and smiled.
Sure enough, with Song Xiang here, the queen and the imperial concubine only looked at Zhen Qingyin with their eyes and chatted about daily life. They did not mention cement or concubines, but they asked about the "unique ancient book".
Zhen Qingyin took a rough look at it, but she didn't have a photographic memory, so she answered a few words with the same accuracy. After asking more questions, she said with a look of panic: "...it's an only ancient book left behind by my grandfather. I don't know how many years ago it was kept in the box. The pages of the book were yellowed. I came across it when I was drying the book. When I saw the cement, I couldn't believe that there was such a wonder in the world, so I mentioned it to His Highness casually. His Highness had good vision and skill, so he really made it. Because it was not a masterpiece by a famous artist. I just read it casually and took a rough note of it, so please don’t blame me.”
The queen was much more enthusiastic than the last time they met at the prince's birthday banquet. She took Zhen Qingyin's hand, looked at it carefully, and smiled gently: "I just wanted to chat with you. Don't be afraid. If you don't remember it, you won't remember it."
She called Tan Yun and introduced the two of them, "This is my grand-niece from my natal family, named Tan Yun. I have long wanted to meet you and play with you."
