Rong Baobao came to the Prime Minister's Mansion much more diligently than when she returned to her natal family in name only. The Prime Minister's Mansion was already quite familiar with how to receive the Queen.
Her favorite large cherries have been placed in the glazed waterside pavilion. After washing, they are dried one by one with a clean white cloth. The skin is covered with a thin film, and the juicy pulp inside is vaguely visible. The fragrant fragrance overflows, making people salivate.
"Empress, don't you want to ask? Brother Shou'an went out early in the morning. I don't know when he will come back." As soon as he dismissed the servants, Rong Baobao yelled for Fang Zhimei to fly the kite, and Fang Zhimei had no choice but to Tell the truth.
"He won't go to whoring, right?" Rong Baobao said angrily. If that's the case, then he doesn't know when he will come back.
"Who would go to a place like that early in the morning? He is not a hungry ghost." Fang Zhimei said dissatisfiedly, doesn't this have a bad reputation?
When a man goes to Goulanwashe to socialize normally, no one will say anything, but if he goes there early in the morning and looks impatient, it will be very unpleasant.
"I've heard people say that sects like Tiandao Sect are very strict and emphasize the need to be pure in cultivation. He must have been very depressed for so many years in the mountains. Once he returns to the world of flowers and flowers, with no one to control him, he will naturally indulge in sexual activities." The baby analyzes worriedly.
"Who did you listen to... Hei Ji and Bai Ji again?" Fang Zhimei met these two people last night.
Sometimes Rong Baobao is too lazy to leave the palace, so he will ask Fang Zhimei to stay with her for a while. He also has some contact with Black Princess and Bai Ji, but he cannot be said to be familiar with them. He only remembers them. The other one prefers heroic stories in the world.
"Of course, they have experience in the world and are well-informed. They have seen many of these things." Rong Baobao frowned slightly, pinched a crisp and tender cherry and placed it on Yan Hong's lips: "Since ancient times, beauty has been a disaster, how many times A hero died because of his beauty, and his reputation will last forever. As his friends, we cannot bear to see him sink and must save him."
"It's a bit serious that this person will be extinguished after death... and will be infamous for ten thousand years." Fang Zhimei has never heard of anyone who has been infamous for ten thousand years because of whoring, but Rong Baobao's suggestion made Fang Zhimei have some associations, and then he became a little interested. .
"You forgot..." Rong Baobao lowered his voice and pointed carefully to the palace next door. Fang Zhimei nodded understandingly, then stretched out his fingers to cover his lips.
"Shush". The death of Langya King Qin Heng from the wind is indeed a taboo topic, and the Queen Mother is not happy for anyone to mention or discuss it.
For Rong Baobao and Fang Zhimei, what they care more about is not wanting to make Qin Shouan unhappy. Whoever's father has this incident will not like it when someone mentions it in front of him.
"Have you thought of anything?" Fang Zhimei held the needle and thread in his hand and continued to tinker with the three-legged one-eyed toad kite. He glanced at the needle that passed through and then at Baby Rong.
Baby Rong seems to have two brains. Sometimes he has wild and wild thoughts, and sometimes he has a flash of inspiration and comes up with some normal ideas.
Baby Rong then took a bite of the cherry, shook his head thoughtfully, and then asked strangely: "Why does this cherry have a pit?"
"That's not a pit, it's rice candy. The juice of this kind of cherry is too full. After the pit is dug out, the juice will not be so sweet when it comes out, so you have to put a millet candy in to block it. After absorbing the juice, the millet candy will be hard and brittle. It's crispy and delicious." Fang Zhimei explained that some seasonal fresh food is not convenient for tribute to the palace, but Rong Baobao can eat some rare things that are not available in the palace in the Prime Minister's Mansion.
"Tell me, what is the solution?"
"This starts with a palace secret again." The man next door went to a prostitute early in the morning, and he didn't know when he would come back. Rong Baobao just told stories to pass the time.
She told the story of how the late emperor went to Junhai and met Tang Qingwu. As for what happened to the Tang family later on, I'm not talking nonsense. After staying in the palace for so many years, Rong Baobao still has some sense of restraint no matter how he does whatever he wants.
Fang Zhimei was able to keep up with Rong Baobao's thoughts, and gradually showed a pensive expression. She had also heard about some of the late emperor's romantic deeds, but not as detailed as Rong Baobao. For example, it was the first time she knew Tang Qingwu's name.
"You mean, when the late emperor went to Junhai, he originally had the desire to indulge in sex, but he stopped when he met Tang Qingwu?" Fang Zhimei couldn't help but wonder, what kind of beauty is this Tang Qingwu? Can a man see all the beautiful women in the city as if they were nothing but her?
"You are quite clever." Rong Baobao praised Fang Zhimei while eating cherries. Fu Boleli and Qin Shou'an were the only smart ones. Fang Zhimei and Chen Ruosu were about the same, only slightly worse.
"Then who can make Brother Shou'an only have eyes for her?" Fang Zhimei looked at Rong Baobao suspiciously. After Rong Baobao carefully dressed up, the beauty's posture was gorgeous. Her fingernails were lightly dyed with cardamom juice, and petals cut from gold foil were attached. Her coat was light and thin, and the myrobalan inside was faintly visible. Her long pleated skirt was slit. At the hem, half of a white jade-like calf is exposed when walking around.
Did you come prepared today?
"Hmph...look at how petty you are." Rong Baobao sneered,
"My mother once said that if you care too much, you will look at problems too narrowly. That is to say, tolerance determines vision."
"You...ask the Queen for advice." Fang Zhimei did not refute her for the time being. In fact, she somewhat understood Rong Baobao's idea, and just wanted to confirm whether her guess was correct.
"The point is not to let brother Shou'an only have eyes for anyone, but to make him have no one else. As long as you are like Tang Qingwu, and the stunning beauty in the city is just a vulgar pink, he will not be interested in the women in Goulanwashe. Naturally, the body and mind will not disappear, and the stink will last for thousands of years." Rong Baobao said proudly.
For the sake of being a close friend, Rong Baobao reluctantly used the Queen's vision and wisdom to improve Fang's affairs. The main thing was to have one more person and more strength to prevent Qin Shou'an from going the same way as his father.
"I don't have that ability." As a woman, no matter how arrogant and arrogant she is, she dare not say that she can compete with the legend that can blind the late emperor to the city... Rong Baobao and Fang Zhimei also thought of it. It's a piece of cake, but it's a pity that just thinking about it doesn't seem to be of any use.
"You should try your best, I'm still a little angry with him." Rong Baobao still can't forget the fact that Qin Shou'an grew up in a different way and looked nothing like when he was a child.
When he was growing up, he never considered informing Baobao Rong? Such a big belly won’t disappear in just one day.
While he was watching his big belly disappear day by day, he never thought that Baby Rong liked it so much. Would she be sad next?
He simply didn't take her to heart. It's like a pair of childhood sweethearts who made an agreement to marry only you when they grow up. But one day the girl discovered that he had disposed of the thing that was used to carry on the family line without permission.
Should girls still get married? Still marry or not? Don't cry loudly: "Mom, I promised to marry you when I was a child, just because I don't have what you have. Now that everyone has none, let's forget about being sworn sisters!"
"Can this be achieved with hard work?" Fang Zhimei rolled his eyes at Rong Baobao. Rong Baobao was really arrogant. He actually thought that she was just angry and didn't want to do this. He didn't think that she and a woman like Tang Qingwu would have the same relationship. gap.
"Don't think that Tang Qingwu is like a fairy... The late emperor probably just didn't have much knowledge. In addition, Junhai is not as good as the legend says. The stunning women there may not be worth putting in Longyin City." Rong Baobao said nonchalantly.
Even though he was used to Rong Baobao speaking freely, Fang Zhimei couldn't help but look around. Is it possible for you, a guy with a suspicious head on his neck, to evaluate the late Emperor?
"Let me tell you something that's not too secret. The princess next door is Tang Qingwu's sister." Rong Baobao couldn't let Fang Zhimei be too unsure of herself.
Fang Zhimei was surprised, but felt confident. It's not that she thinks her appearance can surpass Tang Wanrong, but that Tang Qingwu's image is too vague and hazy, and no one has seen it before, so naturally it feels difficult to compare with her.
Tang Wanrong often saw people who would not put pressure on her to be above the clouds and out of reach.
"It's a pity that you don't have much flesh on your body." Rong Baobao looked at Fang Zhimei. In terms of appearance, Fang Zhimei was indeed impeccable.
Especially the enchanting feeling between the eyebrows and the subtle temperament, but there is the seductive charm of a little vixen hidden behind it.
The main difference between Fang Zhimei and Rong Baobao is as an old saying goes: Friendship is priceless, not worth as much as a few pounds on the chest.
"Bah, some people like to eat big pears, some like to eat small honeydew melons, everyone has their own preferences. We can't eat delicacies from the mountains and seas every day. We can't live without rice and pasta for a day." Fang Zhimei said unconvinced.
Rong Baobao stood up, put his hands on his hips, straightened his body, and walked up and down in front of Fang Zhimei in a majestic manner.
Fang Zhimei was funny and angry. He bit off the needle and thread, moved to another place to sew and mend, and ignored Baby Rong.
"By the way, something happened last night." Fang Zhimei rolled his eyes and remembered what happened last night.
"Tell me." So Fang Zhimei brought Ao Aojiao, the third prince of Nanhai Kingdom, to his door last night. Then Qin Shou'an said that he had a crush, but he was under pressure and could not confess it because of his identity and background.
"It can't be me, right?" Fang Zhimei's brows twitched, and he twisted his neck stiffly, and saw Baobao Rong looking up at the slightly gloomy afternoon sky with a worried look on his face.
"I don't want it to be me, but besides me, who else can make a prince feel the pressure?" Rong Baobao raised his hands to cover his face, looking at Fang Mei through his fingers.
This kind of thing is difficult to be sure even if you are as confident as Baby Rong. After all, it is someone else's idea. She is just Baby Rong, not a bug baby.
"He's not crazy, why would he care about you? Don't forget that you are the Queen!" Fang Zhimei said through gritted teeth.
It's all...it's so obvious, everyone...normal people will definitely think it's Fang Zhimei! Growing up, Fang Zhimei and Qin Shou'an played very well. Although the two houses were separated by an alley, no one had ever mentioned the marriage between the two families. Naturally, it was because the entire Longyin City knew that the palace was absolutely We will not allow the marriage between the prince's palace and the prime minister's palace!
"It's just because I'm the empress that I feel pressure! If I were just the illegitimate daughter of so and so of the Rong family, what kind of pressure would I have? A daughter of the Rong family can marry the late emperor, the emperor, and of course the prince. "Baobao Rong was so confused that he felt that the mood he had before coming was all messed up by the sudden news, and he couldn't sort it out.
"You don't think it's you, do you?" Rong Baobao suddenly realized that Fang Zhimei wasn't talking about this just to communicate with her.
"No... I'll just tell you, maybe Brother Shou'an's crush is someone like Tang Qingwu. He has already regarded us as nothing, so don't be sentimental." Fang Zhimei said angrily.
Only then did Baby Rong put down the palms covering his face, feeling really worried. If the person he likes is Fang Zhimei, Rong Baobao will be able to accept it.
But if you don't know him at all and you don't know about the little vixen who crawled out of nook and cranny, it will be unacceptable.
Doesn't that mean that their so-called childhood sweethearts are just wishful thinking and passing by?
A young woman's mind is always complex and changeable. Rong Baobao was angry that he had grown up to be someone else, and was not really ready to have a child with him, but...but she had always felt that he was either with her or with his wife. Mae, there will be some special relationship.
If he really turns out to be sentimental now, Baby Rong will never play with him again. At this time, Fang Sande, the second housekeeper of the prime minister's house, shook his fat body, ran from a distance, stood outside the bead curtain and reported that Prince Langya had returned to the house.
"Hurry up and fly the kite!" Rong Baobao was stunned for a moment and then urged Fang Zhimei impatiently. Fang Zhimei quickly checked the kite, and found that the backyard of the Prime Minister's Mansion was quiet with no wind, the water was calm, the flowers were silent, and there were only the footsteps of two women moving anxiously.
Fortunately, Fang Zhimei had an idea and directed the servants to bring in firewood and burn it in the backyard, and then gradually the wind came in.
The three-legged one-eyed toad kite finally flew into the sky carrying a signal. ......... Qin Shou'an returned to Haitang Chunwu and distributed the snacks to the three maids. He also hired a steward to arrange a new residence for Huai Yu. This kind of improvement in treatment naturally aroused discussion.
The reason is well known to everyone, except that the maids and the young and beautiful steward ladies will be envious and will not cause any disputes.
The prince is not yet married, so he must have a bed-heating maid to serve him, regulate yin and yang, activate blood and disperse qi, which is better than lingering in the flower streets and willow alleys all day long.
Prince Langya's palace has its own special secrets. Although everyone didn't say it explicitly, they always felt that since the old prince's incident, it would not be good for the prince to go to those places often.
As for Huaiyu's previous marriage, as long as she handles her husband's family outside the home and doesn't cause any scandals that would cause the Court of Admonition to write a few books in the name of moral integrity, no one will care.
Qin Shou'an took some strips of deer meat, wrapped it in white cloth, put it in his arms, and then jumped up on the wall. The servants in the Prime Minister's Mansion were busy cleaning up the extinguished fire.
Because the wind was blowing at high altitudes, the kite was high and low. Fang Zhimei was afraid of damaging the kite, so she and Rong Baobao were pulling the string of the kite to put the kite away.
Seeing how hard they were doing it, Qin Shouan jumped up, his clothes fluttering, his robes flying, he reached out to pick off the kite, and landed calmly next to them.
"The clouds are still in the spring, and the power of flying is still weak. The breeze is like a trustworthy one, and the white clouds will eventually fly together." Qin Shou'an smiled slightly and returned the kite in his hand to Fang Zhimei: "I have seen the Queen."
"Brother Shou'an means to borrow the care of your empress to help him achieve great success." Fang Zhimei's understanding of poetry is much better than that of Rong Baobao, because Rong Baobao doesn't like to read books, and at most he only reads newspapers.
Fang Zhimei looked left and right, as if because of the meeting between Rong Baobao and Qin Shouan, the gloomy weather had changed, and a ray of sunshine leaked out of the clouds and fell on the three lanes and seven lanes.
The hair accessories reflecting on baby De Rong's head are filled with colors, making her seem to be immersed in a glamorous halo.
There was a faint smile on her delicate brows, which was three parts happy, three parts shy, and three parts charming. There was still some beauty blocked by Fang Zhimei, who was not allowed to be perfect in front of Qin Shouan.
"Why are you going...I've been waiting for you for a long time." Rong Baobao suddenly remembered what Qin Shengjun said in the morning.
"When you really meet a man like him," even though she didn't want to have a baby with him, the feeling was indeed a little different from the emotions that came to her mind when she communicated.
So her tone was a bit coquettish, as if she would act coquettishly and complain if he waited for a long time when we made an appointment to meet.
"I bought deer meat strips." Qin Shouan didn't report them one by one. He went to too many places today, so he opened the cloth bag and showed it to Rong Baobao and Fang Zhimei.
"We are not children anymore." Fang Zhimei smiled, because she likes to eat deer meat strips, and Rong Baobao loves to eat weird things like belly meat.
Rong Baobao didn't seem to realize this. While looking at Qin Shou'an, he pinched a piece of deer meat and put it to his mouth and sucked it gently.
What are you sucking on a stick of meat? Fang Zhimei was no longer so pretentious and elegant as a lady, so she stuffed it into her mouth and chewed it a few times before eating it.
"The three of us finally got together again." Qin Shou'an opened his arms, only to find that the two women were looking at each other, slightly shy and reserved. Then he waved his hands a few times in embarrassment and looked up at the weather.
He had almost forgotten how old he was, could he still be hugged by him like he was when he was a child?
"Eight years have really passed by in a flash." Qin Shou'an said with emotion,
"The baby has become a queen, it's really unexpected."
"You can't take it seriously." Rong Baobao twisted his body slightly, a little shy, and replied subconsciously, then quickly said: "I mean, we don't care about this identity." Fang Zhimei blinked. , I have a little suspicion that Rong Baobao means: Brother Shou'an, don't think that I am the queen, don't care about this... You must not put pressure on me, don't think that we can't be together with this status.
After all, Rong Baobao was very confident just now that Qin Shou'an's undeclared lover was her.
I don’t know who it is, are they trying in a roundabout way? Or ask directly? Fang Zhimei was a little undecided.
If she and Qin Shou'an were alone, she would pretend to be curious and ask directly. The main reason was that Baby Rong was here... If it was really Baby Rong, Fang Zhimei could definitely provide the Prime Minister with a whole year's worth of sour juice and vinegar. .
