Feng Youxi laughed happily.
But the atmosphere in the tent was rather strange.
Zhen Qingyin used her eyes to signal the prince to avoid suspicion and get out quickly.
The prince noticed her hands, his eyes narrowed, he held her wrists distressedly, raised them to his lips and blew on them: "Does it hurt?"
This injury should have been caused when she pushed the stone at the entrance of the cave.
He led her to escape all the way. He was injured all over his body, but he protected her without hurting her at all. Wang Linyuan was so brave and blocked two stones, causing several holes in her flawless white hands.
He turned around and called Feng Youxi.
Feng Youxi hurriedly opened the curtain, stretched his neck and came in and asked, "What are your orders, Your Highness?"
"Let Wang Linyuan stay in jail for three more days."
"……yes!"
Zhen Qingyin struggled to break away from the prince's hand, her eyes silent: You are so pretentious! You, a person who has had a knife stabbed into your stomach and back, come and ask me if the small wound that will scab off soon hurts, that’s fine!
She had to speak, her voice soft and timid, slightly choked with sobs: "Your Highness, please go out first? Men and women can't understand each other. I'm timid and afraid of people's words."
The prince put his arms around her shoulders, bent down to pick up her soft satin shoes, and placed them on the pedals: "What are you afraid of? Your innocence has been lost to me. You are alone. Who dares to say that you are gossiping and alone..." ...I sent him to Yazhou to pick lychees!"
Zhen Qingyin ducked to the side.
It’s over!
He took the lie he told before seriously!
She was so anxious that she hid at the other end of the bed, kicked off her shoes, and quickly went behind the screen to wash up.
Fortunately, the prince was not shameless and did not pursue him.
The prince wanted to follow him, but when he saw a graceful and slender figure reflected on the screen, he blushed first, fearing that he would appear timid in front of Zhen Qingyin, so he stopped.
After standing for a while, he heard the sound of water and his ears felt hot for no reason. The prince coughed and said, "Qing Yin, I'm going to take care of some things. I'll come back later to have breakfast with you."
Zhen Qingyin ignored him.
The prince came out of the tent, his face and ears caught the wind, his gentle smile slowly disappeared, and he gradually turned serious: "Go and call Xie Yuanzheng to come."
Feng Youxi agreed and ordered the young eunuch to convey the message to the emperor.
"Go and cook a bowl of Bizi soup, quietly so that no one can see you."
Feng Youxi: "..."
He looked as if he had been struck by lightning, and his face was distorted.
Bizi soup, who should drink it?
After being stabbed like that, you can still do something to carry on the family line. Your Highness, you are really good!
The prince returned to his tent, took the time to meet with several imperial sisters and younger brothers, received a wave of sympathy and comfort, and finally met Tan Yun.
Tan Yun came on behalf of the Queen. Because the Queen did not sleep well last night and the Emperor did not allow anyone to disturb her, the Queen has not yet gotten up.
The prince's face glowed brightly and he expressed his gratitude to his mother. Seeing that Tan Yun was about to speak but hesitated, he asked with a pleasant look, "What do you want to say to me?"
Tan Yun suddenly flashed a pair of big eyes, puffed up his cheeks and asked: "Prince's cousin, I heard that during this assassination, you and Sister Zhen never left each other and supported each other. You saved her, and she also saved you?"
"Well, yes." The smile on the prince's lips became gentler.
"Then, you can be regarded as having experienced life and death together, and you can be considered friends of life and death."
"Naturally." It was not only a life-and-death friendship, but also a life-and-death promise, but the prince was embarrassed to tell this to a child.
Tan Yun carefully probed: "I heard that you want to marry Sister Zhen?"
"Who told you?" the prince asked knowingly.
It must have been the conversation between the queen mother and the concubine, and she must have heard it.
"Hmph, I not only know that you want to marry Sister Zhen, but I also know that you want to take her as your concubine!" Tan Yun held it in for a long time, and finally took the courage to say this in an accusing and contemptuous tone.
The prince's eyes darkened slightly.
Hey, in order to protect her position as a good concubine, she had to drag her into a concubine for three months and was stabbed twice.
This time she had to help her find the position of crown princess.
He is a hard worker.
He asked slowly: "Does Yun'er think Gu should take her as his concubine?"
"Hmph!" When Tan Yun heard this, he raised his face angrily, showed the prince only two nostrils, and scolded angrily, "How can a young lady be willing to be a concubine? Unless she has no choice. Who doesn't want to marry a good husband? Be a real wife and be on par with your husband? Sister Zhen is well-educated in poetry, and she was born into a marquis' family, and she still lives and dies with you. How can such a little lady be willing to be a concubine? You are humiliating her by treating her as a concubine! "
The prince was startled.
Did he humiliate Zhen Qingyin?
However, he was born in the royal family and was taught by his father from an early age. His thoughts were naturally different from those of ordinary people.
He laughed nonchalantly: "How can it be humiliating to be a concubine for an orphan?"
It was obviously a matter of great wealth and glory, otherwise those ministers would not have sharpened their heads and sent their daughters to the harem.
His mother-in-law is an imperial concubine. Could it be that the emperor is also humiliating his mother-in-law?
Tan Yun is ten years old this year. He is somewhere between a child and a girl. He has a lonely and brave attitude, and does not think carefully when speaking. He only wants to fight for Zhen Qingyin.
"Cousin, have you heard about Mr. Liang Jingwen selling his concubine?"
The prince's slightly red pupils suddenly darkened.
More than 20 years ago, Liang Jingwen won the first prize in the examination. He had two major hobbies in his life. One was a book-loving maniac. Impatience, not seeking improvement;
Second, he was lustful. He was a good calligrapher. He once sold his calligraphy to seek money and exchanged his calligraphy for concubines. During his more than 20 years as an official, he had more than a dozen concubines.
He was not from the capital, and the official residence allocated to him by the court could not accommodate his family, so he later bought a private residence. Last year, they had two grandchildren, and the family really couldn't move around. The children's wives complained, so they sold ten concubines who were old and lustful and had no children to their name. Then they bought the house next door and opened it up. Connected to form a big house.
This matter was spread and reached the prince's ears because the censor, who was watching hundreds of officials, impeached Liang Jingwen for being unkind and unjust, violating the law, and secretly taking in more concubines than the number stipulated by the law.
As a result, Liang Jingwen was demoted one level and became the laughing stock of the capital. However, he seemed not to care and continued to go his own way. He bought a new beauty and brought it back to his home. He kept it by his side as his maidservant and enjoyed the pleasure of adding fragrance to his red sleeves. The undesirable old concubine may be sold to someone else or given to a friend.
It is hard for the prince to imagine that Zhen Qingyin and Liang Jingwen's concubine are the same kind of people, allowing their husbands to abandon and buy and sell them at will, which is equivalent to a small house worth not much money.
Although his concubine was of high rank, equivalent to the rank of officials of the previous dynasty, and no one dared to sell her, she was still a concubine. In the eyes of others, no, in his own eyes, she was inferior.
When he looked at Tan Yun, he felt that for the first time in his life, his three views had been overturned, and he temporarily lost the ability to speak.
Tan Yun also looked at him. Seeing that his face was not good-looking, he finally became afraid after realizing it and couldn't help but shrink his neck.
"Prince Cousin, why do you think so of me? I'm just saying casually, Sister Zhen is willing to die for you, and you have shed your blood for her. She is the only one in the world who can be treated like this by you, right? Isn't she? Is it worthy of you to marry me back and become the crown princess?"
