Zhaohua took off the mink blanket, looked troubled, got up and left.
Before leaving, her eyes wandered and she warned Zhu Sijia in a low voice. It was not difficult to hear that she was angry in her tone:
"Ms. Zhaoyi, for the sake of our mutual understanding, I, Zhaohua, swore to God that I would never reveal a single word of what you said today. I will treat it as if it goes in with one ear and out with the other. Yuan Zhi He is your younger brother who I have watched grow up, and I know better than you, an outsider, what kind of person he is."
"Xuan Zhi originally intended to suppress him. He is full of treasures but has no chance to advance in the officialdom. As a dignified prince, he can only condescend to the Imperial Academy and become a minor doctor. He is happy and prosperous even if he is not depressed."
"You can be angry and suspicious of him because of his deliberate cold treatment of you before he came out of the cabinet, but you can never doubt his character. During the heavy snow last year, he saved people and almost cost the Kongyi Palace's family fortune. In exchange for What is it? How could such a compassionate person like him take advantage of and harm his own people?"
Zhu Sijia slowly exhaled. It seemed that her reminder today was in vain.
She knew that Zhaohua and the Yan Xiu brothers had a close friendship, and their friendship was thicker than water. It was impossible for Zhaohua to accept this fact in a short time.
But how many men born in the royal family are really clean and innocent?
Don't say that you don't take the lives of the people in your eyes. There are countless precedents of killing fathers and usurping the throne, and killing each other. Without any ambition and means of self-protection, how can you survive through the wind and rain?
Zhu Sijia was a little disappointed, but she didn't blame Zhaohua. She pursed her lips and smiled bitterly, saying goodbye to Zhaohua: "I only follow the teachings of the emperor. I am not feeling well, so I will not see the emperor off."
On the way back to the princess mansion, Zhaohua felt vaguely regretful.
The words she said to Zhu Sijia just now were a bit harsh, especially the sentence "You are an outsider".
He had always said that he regarded her as a family member, but he did not expect to say such harsh words in a hurry today.
Zhaohua had always understood Scarlett's good temper, and even if he made an offensive joke to her, she would laugh it off, but she had never shown such a disappointed look to him.
I really went too far this time, only considering Yan Xing's reputation, but not putting myself in Zhu Sijia's shoes.
On several occasions, if she took a wrong step in the palace, she would be in danger of being destroyed.
The more Zhaohua thought about it, the more she struggled, but she did not have the courage to immediately turn the carriage back to the palace to apologize. After much thought, she had no choice but to order the carriage to be driven to the government office where the prince-in-law usually worked, so as to find some comfort from him.
When they arrived at Pingkangfang, Zhaohua was told that the prince-in-law was out patrolling the city again today.
"Strange, he is not on duty today, so why is he still patrolling the city?" Zhaohua sat back in the carriage glumly, "Maybe the cat demon incident is over. There may be remnants of the Wang family's daughter in the capital. He needs to pay more attention."
The carriage drove back to the princess mansion.
…
Tai Chi Palace.
Yan Xiu was dealing with the memorial, and a dragon guard secretly asked for a meeting.
"Oh?" Yan Xiu put down the Jade Guan Langhao pen and tapped the memorial with his fingers, "Are you sure you can see it clearly?"
The dragon guard replied: "My subordinates are sure that the person is the consort. The eldest princess went to the palace early today to visit the empress. The consort then left the palace. He first went to Pingkangfang and explained some things to his subordinates; then he went in again. I changed my clothes at a clothing store in Qinrenfang; finally I left everyone behind and entered a home in the south lane of Shili Street, where I hugged a woman and entered the house."
Yan Xiu thought thoughtfully: "It's not a good place to raise people in Shili Street. Shili Street is crowded with people and is the most accessible place in Xijing."
It seems that he wants to secretly execute the foreign concubine for the sake of the royal family's reputation.
The Dragon Guard was pleased with himself: "I'll do it now."
Yan Xiu: "Wait a minute, did I tell you to take action?"
The dragon guard was ashamed: "Then what should I do with the outer chamber according to Your Majesty's wishes?"
Yan Xiu picked up the brush with a slightly hardened tip and carefully dipped it in the inkstone: "Continue to stare at Marquis Guangping. Don't alert anyone for the time being. I have my own plans for the eldest princess."
The dragon guard took the order and retreated.
That night, Yan Xiu summoned Zhu Sijia to sleep in Tai Chi Palace for the first time in a long time.
This period of time for Yan Xiu was really a bad one, with everything going wrong. But today she had her menstrual period early, so she could only sit in the dormitory of Tai Chi Palace and look at each other and smile.
"I can finally understand what Mr. Zhu said." Yan Xiu had just finished bathing and changing clothes, and his whole body was exhausted, but now he could only hold Zhu Sijia and look at the plum blossoms to quench his thirst.
Zhu Sijia: "What are you talking about?"
Yan Xiu: "When a person is unlucky, his teeth will become clogged even if he drinks cold water."
Zhu Scarlett comforted him: "Then your Majesty, just drink hot water."
Yan Xiu: "...Cicada's words are really beautiful."
Zhu Sijia put her head close to his chest and said half-jokingly: "What should I do? I am not in good health and cannot help His Majesty. Why don't I bring in my sisters to help His Majesty solve his problems?"
Unexpectedly, these words hit Yan Xiu hard. He suddenly lowered his face and slapped her thigh unceremoniously: "Don't make such a joke next time."
Zhu Sijia was slapped so hard that half of her legs were numb. She pursed her lips and said aggrievedly, "I know I was wrong."
Yan Xiu seemed to have thought of something, and held her chin, looking at her delicate mouth with evil intentions: "Cicada, just use your mouth if you know you are wrong."
…
The tenderness didn't end until he was fully satisfied.
Zhu Scarlett's cheeks were so sore that she could hardly close her lips, and she was weak to speak. Yan Xiu knew that he had gone too far this time, so he hugged her from behind and apologized sincerely:
"If Cicada doesn't like it, I won't force you like this next time."
Zhu Sijia still ignored him.
Yan Xiu added: "This way, if it's convenient for you, I'll take your place next time -"
"Your Majesty!" Zhu Sijia interrupted him in time, burying her head in the quilt, "How can you say such a thing sanctimoniously? You are shameless, and you want to be shameless."
Yan Xiu smiled evilly: "Whoever wants face in the world, the emperor is the one who is least likely to want face. The more shameless the emperor, the more holy and wise he is, Cicada, don't you think so? ?”
Zhu Sijia really underestimated Yan Xiu's shamelessness. She never expected that she was confused in her last life, and she was also confused in this life, and she actually got on Yan Xiu's thief ship.
Recalling the evaluation of him in the history books of his previous life, as well as his cold and cold attitude when the two first met, Yan Xiu now - he might as well be that big ice cube again.
It was getting late, and before going to bed, Yan Xiu deliberately narrated to her what happened in Zhaohua Mansion. When she came to her, the nobles of the palace became ordinary people.
What a joke, the consort’s outer chamber was her work, how could she not hear what he meant?
Although Zhaohua was angry with her today, it was extremely unfortunate and unbearable for such a thing to happen to any woman.
If a woman with no heirs could leave quickly, a woman like Zhaohua whose children were almost at school age would not give Zhu Sijia the pleasure of gloating over misfortune.
