As long as she stands tall enough, her sister's husband will not dare to take a concubine.
Of course, she hopes that her sister's husband is a kind man who loves her wholeheartedly.
The rules in the palace are not stricter than in the palace, so you can take a closer look.
"Wei Chen has met the Imperial Concubine."
Under the steps of the pavilion, a peach-like young man greeted Jiang Xinyue: "Miss Jiang, please be polite."
I didn’t forget Jiang Xinyan either.
The young man was wearing a pink dark-patterned robe, and the patterns on the robe were outlined with silver threads, flashing dazzlingly in the sunlight.
Paired with that pretty pink face, it makes people feel good.
Jiang Xinyue glanced at her sister first, and saw that she returned the favor with a smile on her face, but there was a hint of disgust and impatience in her eyes.
This person is Pei Zhishuo, the eldest grandson of Pei Zhongshu, and Pei Wu's half-brother.
"Master Pei is exempt from the courtesy."
Jiang Xinyue's voice was soft and sweet: "I just heard Mr. Pei claim that he already has a position in the imperial court?"
Pei Zhishuo glanced at the innocent and lovely girl Jiang Xinyan, a flash of disappointment flashed in his eyes, but when he looked at the charming Jiang Xinyue, his eyes could not hide the amazement.
He showed a more upright posture: "Returning to the words of the Imperial Concubine, I am now a doctor in the Ministry of Rites."
At a young age, he was already a fifth-rank doctor in the Ministry of Rites. It was said that he had not relied on his family's influence. He had taken the imperial examination and was assigned to the Ministry of Rites by the court after he passed the imperial examination.
He is a promising young man, handsome and unrestrained, and has a prominent family background. It is no wonder that the literati in the capital listed him as one of the eight talents, which made the young girls in the boudoir secretly admire him.
In this regard, Jiang Xinyue still appreciated her sister's determination and did not jump in just because the family's conditions were excellent in all aspects.
Thinking of what her sister said, suspecting that he had some ulterior hobby, she smiled even more tenderly: "Master Pei stepped forward to answer his question."
Pei Zhishuo didn't get what he wanted, so he raised his feet and walked up.
"Your Majesty, don't be impulsive, don't be impulsive..."
The emperor arranged a surprise at the dinner. Thinking that Jiang Xinyue had accepted the gift of apology from him, he wanted to test whether he could enter the gate of Changchun Fairy Hall.
Unexpectedly, he saw another beautiful young man who seemed to be having a great time chatting with his Yue'er just halfway through.
Wang Dequan grabbed the emperor's dragon robe: "Your Majesty...that is the eldest grandson of the calligrapher Pei Zhong. The Pei family has been inquiring about the Jiang family recently, and they intend to let the young master Pei marry the imperial concubine's sister as his official wife!"
The younger sister of the Imperial Concubine is now in the pavilion, standing next to her elder sister.
"The Imperial Concubine may want to test her future sister-in-law in school."
"Pei family?"
Emperor Xuanwu's anger turned into confusion: "The Pei family wants to marry the Jiang family?"
If he remembered correctly, the Pei family and the Jiang family were fighting to the death before, and Yue'er and Pei Zhongshu's granddaughter Li Guifei were fighting to the death.
How do you say getting married means getting married?
"Mr. Pei's clothes are really nice. The embroiderer in the mansion is very good at embroidery."
Pei Zhishuo raised his hand, and a good-smelling perfume spread out, with a smile on his lips: "If the empress likes it, I will immediately arrange for the embroiderer to tailor new clothes for the empress after I return to Beijing, but..."
"Just what?"
The moment the aroma wafted out, Jiang Xinyue and Jiang Xinyan felt their faces turn red and their hearts beat faster.
There’s something wrong with the aroma!
But Pei Zhishuo still looked like a gentleman, but his eyes lingered on Jiang Xinyue unscrupulously: "It's just that the empress must report your measurements to Wei Chen, so Wei Chen can let the embroiderer make it!"
If a young girl who is inexperienced in the world feels her heart beat faster when she looks at him, she might think that she has fallen in love with this person.
But Jiang Xinyue was not a simple girl. She covered her nose with her hands and showed an expression that she was about to vomit: "What does Master Pei smell like? It stinks so much."
? ? ?
Pei Zhishuo was so frightened that he took several steps back. He raised his hand and smelled his sleeve in horror, but he smelled it was clearly fragrant. He looked up in shock: "This..."
But he saw the charming, charming Imperial Concubine covering her mouth and whispering together with Jiang Xinyan. The two of them looked at him with eyes filled with conflict and scrutiny.
It was just that kind of... unfriendly look, and while speaking, he also made a few laughs that were a bit like mocking.
Jiang Xinyue: The main focus is to play a little girl who bullies good students in school.
She glanced at him from head to toe with a very unscrupulous look, whispered to the people next to him, made an unpleasant laugh, and finally winked, with a sour and mean face that couldn't help but laugh.
Pei Zhishuo's pretty face immediately turned red, not from shyness, but from embarrassment.
He had never been treated like this among women.
He was a little confused for a moment: "No...Empress...Weichen...Weichen doesn't smell bad..."
"Huh……"
The more anxious he was to explain, the more Jiang Xinyue pulled Jiang Xinyan back a few steps, looking like she was about to faint from the smoke.
He whispered: "It's not that you have bad body odor... it must be bad breath, right? It's so disgusting. Such a handsome man actually... tsk tsk tsk... what a pity."
Pei Zhishuo covered his mouth with lightning speed, almost starting to doubt his life.
He hurriedly stepped back and covered his mouth with his sleeve: "Weichen...Weichen will leave first."
He didn't take advantage, but was caught off guard by Jiang Xinyue's series of reactions and ran away.
Even Jiang Xinyan gave her a thumbs up: "Sister, why didn't I think of this method before?"
Jiang Xinyan felt a chill as soon as she thought of Pei Zhishuo's deliberate encounter with her on the boat that day, and how he looked at her mother with such sticky, disgusting eyes that day.
I was just suspicious at first, but today I saw that he was showing this disgusting attitude toward Sister A, so I can be sure...
Pei Zhishuo... likes to play with other people's wives.
Jiang Xinyue chuckled: "This kind of person who uses his skin to confuse people's hearts, what matters most is his appearance and other people's evaluation of him. As long as you call him ugly or smelly, he will not be able to accept it and will collapse."
That is what people in later generations often say: the defense has been broken.
It shattered his self-confidence from the bottom of his heart, more than anything else.
"Why does the Imperial Concubine not seem to like Mr. Pei very much?"
Wang Dequan watched Pei Zhishuo's panicked steps away, and then looked at Jiang Xinyue's sarcastic expression. Although he couldn't hear clearly what they said, he was certain that the imperial concubine must be teasing people again.
In this regard, Wang Dequan felt that the imperial concubine's rank was at the pinnacle and unrivaled.
Emperor Xuanwu also saw clearly and thought to himself that he had to be careful about Pei Zhongshu at night. If he asked for a marriage in public, he would not agree.
Yue'er and her sister didn't look particularly satisfied.
