The queen said angrily: "Your Majesty, after drinking a few glasses of wine, you started talking nonsense again, and you scared Yun'er. She is only ten years old, and it is too early to talk about marriage. I want to keep her with you for a few more years."
The emperor regretted: "You have been considerate and considerate at such a young age. Compared with the queen when she was young, the education of the Tan family has always been good."
The queen and the prince were confused, wondering where the emperor's regret came from.
The imperial concubine's brows moved, and her eyebrows gradually furrowed.
No, how could the emperor have such thoughts?
This is just a small episode.
After a while, the hot wine that Tan Yun mentioned was served, and a pot was placed on the table of the emperor, empress, imperial concubine and prince.
The emperor took a small sip first. It was warm and just right in his mouth. Then he drank it all in one gulp. He tapped the wine bottle with his index finger and said, "Let's just say she is a considerate person."
If these words spread, it is estimated that the threshold of Chengenhou Mansion will be broken tomorrow.
Because of the emperor's intimate gesture, those ministers who were ready to impeach the prince secretly stuffed the papers back into their sleeves.
Okay, the emperor is eager to protect the calf, so he will let the prince go tonight.
The prince returned to his seat and had a peaceful night.
As soon as he sat down, he saw Song Chi coming back. His heart moved and he told Feng Youxi: "Go and call Song Chi."
Feng Youxi agreed and hurried to invite him.
Song Chi was replying to Yin Ruzhu. Hearing the prince's message, Song Chi stood in front of the prince before he had time to sit down.
He was tall and tall, and he immediately cast the prince into shadow.
Feng Youxi winked at him, which made his eyes twitch. He didn't see it at all. He only lowered his head sadly. His disappointed cousin disliked him.
The prince turned the wine cup and asked with a smile: "What's wrong? He looks like an eggplant beaten by frost."
Song Chi had nothing to be embarrassed to say, not to mention that he was facing the prince. He said honestly: "I just gave my cousin some food. My cousin thought the venison I roasted was not delicious, so she ate half of the plate of roe deer roasted by His Highness."
"Sit." The prince raised his eyebrows, and the smile on his lips spread to the corners of his eyes. He extended his hand to invite Song Chi to sit down, poured him a glass of wine with his own hands, and slowly pushed it in front of Song Chi, "What's so frustrating about this? Didn’t she say that she likes to eat roe deer meat? She doesn’t like to eat venison, so that’s why she said that the venison you grilled is not delicious.”
Due to Zhen Qingyin's temperament, she didn't outright dislike Song Chi. She even bluntly said that his roasted venison was not delicious. After she was done with it, she didn't comfort him, and allowed him to come out to see people with a dejected look.
This means that he hunted the roe deer meat, roasted it with his own hands, and accidentally ate half of the plate before venting his anger on Song Chi, right?
Thinking of her annoyed expression, he was in a good mood and put aside the impeachment of the ministers and the two spies.
Song Chi was flattered and picked up the wine cup, and said unconsciously: "My cousin always loved to eat my roasted venison and always praised me. She didn't want to compare with the prince's cousin, so she would dislike me. It's okay to dislike me, I don't know. Why aren't you happy yet? Ah, no, don't get me wrong, cousin, she was probably frightened when she heard me say that I asked the prince's cousin for the roe deer meat. My cousin has always been timid..."
At this point, Song Chi realized that he had told the prince a lot about his cousin, so he quickly stopped and stopped mentioning her.
The prince clinked glasses with Song Chi and took a sip of wine with a smile.
He knew why she was suddenly upset.
But he couldn't say.
"Feng Youxi, take these barbecues and heat them up. I want to treat Mr. Song to some."
Feng Youxi responded and called the eunuch to heat up the barbecue.
The prince asked: "Did Miss Zhen get hurt from the fall?"
"It looks like it's okay, otherwise I wouldn't have dared to eat barbecue." Song Chi came back to his senses and secretly wondered, "How did my cousin know that my cousin was wrestling?"
"In the evening, you two stood conspicuously at the entrance of the camp. I passed by when I was patrolling alone. I saw you walking ahead. Miss Zhen chased you and fell. My eldest cousin ignored her, and it was the guard beside him who helped her back to the tent."
Feng Youxi slandered, His Highness is really good at making things up, as if he saw it with his own eyes.
Song Chi straightened up. If the table hadn't been too short, he would have jumped up: "Song Jian! How could he let the guards belittle my cousin... When I get back, I will go to my father to sue him! What a shame, I thought, when he comes back At that time, he gave his cousin a box of jewelry as a gift. He regarded her as a real cousin, but he thought he meant it, but he didn't expect that he would not be able to help her if she fell!"
The prince's eyes suddenly darkened.
Song Jian, give her jewelry?
In this way, when Song Chi went to see Zhen Qingyin, Dong Susu was no longer there.
The eunuch serving the meal presented the roasted meat.
Song Chi tasted everything. He ate happily, but his face was gloomy: "No wonder my cousin ate half the plate in one go. Who did the prince's cousin learn his craftsmanship from?"
The prince took a few bites casually, but he was annoyed and tasteless. Only thinking about Zhen Qingyin's change of face could make him take two more bites.
"I learned it from the eunuch who served as the diners. If you want to learn it, I'll lend it to you for two days. Once it's baked, you can give it to your uncle and aunt to try and make them happy too."
"Thank you, cousin!" Song Chi was slightly surprised. When the prince's cousin mentioned learning cooking skills, he didn't seem to be shy at all, as if it was not a shameful thing to be near a chef.
He couldn't help but sigh, His Highness the Crown Prince has a broad mind!
The prince couldn't find any useful information from him, so he sent him away after he had eaten to his heart's content.
A dancing girl knelt down next to him, pouring wine for him. She accidentally stepped on the hem of her clothes and threw herself into his arms.
He leaned back, and the dancer threw herself on the ground. Before she could shyly confess, Feng Youxi and two eunuchs stepped forward, covered the dancer's mouth, and dragged her down.
The prince knelt down and sat back down, his expression unchanged and his posture holding the wine unchanged, as if nothing had happened.
This kind of woman who wants to spend his money and beg him to support her with fine clothes and food should find another man to marry. He is poor and cannot afford to support her.
The emperor took in this scene: "..."
Queen: "..."
Imperial Concubine: "..."
They doubted that after the spring hunting was over, would the prince be able to find a good concubine?
The ministers shook their heads one after another. His Royal Highness was so puzzled. When would the East Palace have a little grandson?
The young ladies secretly rejoiced that His Highness the Prince was clean and self-possessed and had extraordinary concentration. Such a husband made their hearts even more excited!
The bonfire party lasted from the beginning of the Youshi period to the end of the Xu period. The emperor left the banquet after being drunk, and the ministers were so busy that they all dispersed in twos and threes.
Song Xiang didn't know how dangerous the day was, so he had a great time. He returned to the tent and chattered to Zhen Qingyin about interesting things at the party.
She was soaking in the tub, speaking in an unorganized manner, saying one thing here and the other, mentioning the dancer seducing the prince, with two little flames burning in her eyes: "...How can my brother, the prince, be such a lecherous prodigal? Humph, I only see me. The prince's brother leaned back, and the dancer fell down, and her embrace failed.
Hey, the eyes of the little ladies next to me are all bright, and they want to eat my prince brother alive! Hey, my brother, the prince, doesn't look down on those vulgar fans. Only fairies in the sky are worthy of him. Hehehe, my prince brother..."
Every sentence blew the prince away.
Zhen Qingyin listened expressionlessly and snorted secretly.
The prince is not lecherous, he is stingy and stingy, and he is reluctant to spend money on his concubine.
Later in the original article, he wanted to collect any type of beauties into his harem.
