Xinyu opened her mouth, but in the end she couldn't say any words of comfort.
The estrangement between the imperial concubine and His Highness the King of Qin did not happen in a day. Over time, the affection had already worn away, and the relationship between biological mother and son was no better than that of a passerby.
Just when Xinyu was silently remembering the indifferent mother-child relationship between the imperial concubine and the King of Qin, a maid outside called out: "Your Majesty, Your Highness the King of Qin wants to see you."
The imperial concubine and Xinyu looked at each other with disgust on their faces: "What is he doing here?"
Xinyu advised: "Mother, it's better to meet her."
The imperial concubine picked up the wide-mouthed bowl, held the mouth of the bowl to her lips for a moment, and uttered two words coldly and lightly: "No."
Xinyu knew that the imperial concubine had a stubborn temper, and if she said she wouldn't see her, she would definitely not see her. She didn't say anything to persuade her, she just said yes, turned around and went out, ready to persuade the person blocking the door.
No matter how weak the relationship between mother and son is, it is still better than becoming enemies.
Xinyu walked outside the palace gate and saw Xie Huiming, who was as tall as jade and stood facing the wind. His appearance was first-rate.
But how come such a good King of Qin and such a good imperial concubine can't quarrel after just three sentences?
She sighed endlessly, calmed her mind, walked to Xie Huiming and saluted: "I have met Your Highness. Your Majesty, I am a little tired today and have rested. Please forgive me."
Xie Huiming's expression was stagnant, he grinned with difficulty and said nothing. He walked into the bright spring light, feeling as desolate and lonely as autumn.
Xinyu exclaimed anxiously, but Xie Huiming walked quickly, and before she could say anything, he was already far away.
She originally thought that Xie Huiming would ask a few more questions as usual, asking how the imperial concubine was doing, how she was eating, and how she was feeling. Unexpectedly, today he didn't ask any more questions and just left.
She smiled bitterly and shook her head. This was a good time, and even if she didn't become an enemy, she would become an enemy.
Xie Huiming walked under the setting sun, but felt no warmth at all.
He couldn't remember when his relationship with his biological mother became so estranged.
Was it when he received praise from his father for the first time in his enlightenment studies?
Was it when he hunted prey on his own in autumn and was rewarded by his father?
Was it the first time that he was praised by his father for his outstanding performance in handling errands?
Or when he got married to the princess his father chose for him, but didn't obey his mother's wishes?
He held his forehead in pain.
He is a concubine and the second son, so he should not have any unwillingness or ambition.
But his unwillingness and ambition, amidst the indifference of his mother and concubine and the praise and praise from his father, grew bigger and bigger and became more and more out of control.
It doesn't matter that he is the second son of a concubine. He is more capable and virtuous than the eldest son, and is more able to accomplish the task of mending the sky with the sun.
It doesn't matter if his mother-in-law is not a queen, as long as he is here, he can earn the supreme honor for her.
But what he couldn't figure out was why the attitudes of his mother-in-law and his father-in-law towards him were so completely opposite.
Even though he was not the most beloved son of his father, he was the only son and only child of his mother-in-law. Why could he never be seen in her eyes?
When she looked at him, there was only disgust and hatred.
It seemed that his existence was the greatest shame in her life.
He slowly held his hands, clenched them tightly into fists, slowly walked out of the palace gate, and boarded the long-awaited carriage in despair.
The boy driving the carriage turned his head and asked through the silent carriage curtain: "Your Highness, where are you going?"
Xie Huiming leaned heavily against the car wall, closed his eyes for a moment, and then said in a muffled voice: "Go home."
The sky has completely darkened, and lanterns are lit under the walls of the square. The faint light of the stars is like fireflies in summer, shining with a faint yellow light, illuminating a few bluestone slabs nearby.
Under the dim light of the lanterns, snack stalls were set up along the walls of the square. The fragrant hot air filled the place and greeted the lanterns. The faint light became more and more hazy.
The cries of vendors can be heard endlessly, and the soft and fragrant smoke of fireworks penetrates the rising and falling car curtains.
Xie Huiming leaned against the car wall, narrowing his eyes slightly, thinking about what happened in Hanxiang Hall today.
He felt that what he said to excuse the prince was accurate and not inappropriate, but for some reason, it made his father furious.
It was a fact that Xie Mengxia stayed overnight in the Jiaofang. It was wrong for him to hide the fact, but it was also for the sake of Xie Mengxia's face.
Could it be that the saint no longer cares about Xie Mengxia, his eldest son, and doesn't care about his shamelessness.
While he was in a trance, a burst of crisp fragrance swirled into the car with the wind. The smell was familiar yet unfamiliar, and he suddenly opened his eyes.
"Stop." Xie Huiming suddenly raised his voice.
The boy driving the carriage hurriedly reined in his horse and asked through the curtain, "Your Highness, what's the matter?"
Xie Huiming lifted the car curtain and looked at the row of steaming snack stalls under the wall of the square.
In the dusk, people eating at the stalls were sitting or standing, holding large sea bowls in their hands, and a white heat steamed on their faces.
Xie Huiming glanced over and saw a snack stall. He reached out and nodded: "Go buy two ancient buildings."
The boy was stunned for a moment, and finally came to his senses. He quickly went to buy two ancient buildings and ran back again.
Gulouzi has just come out of the pan. The layers of crispy and fragrant pie crusts are shiny with oil. Pieces of roasted mutton are wrapped in the gaps between the pie crusts. The flavors of mutton and various spices are mixed together. A strange fragrance filled the car.
Xie Huiming took a slight sniff of the pervasive fragrance, but did not eat it. He just wrapped the two ancient buildings in oil paper, raised his hand and knocked on the car wall twice: "Let's go."
The Prince of Qin's Mansion is in the Sixteenth Prince's Mansion, not far from the palace city. He drove through the lively and noisy streets, turned two corners, and drove to the front of the mansion in the night.
Seeing that Xie Huiming had no intention of getting out of the car, the concierge opened the side door of the carriage very wisely and welcomed the carriage into the house.
The carriage drove until it stopped in front of the second gate of the palace. Beyond that was the place where the female family members lived in the inner courtyard.
Xie Huiming helped the boy get out of the car and said calmly: "Get out of the car."
After walking through the hanging flower gate, the two gatekeepers saluted, and carefully looked at Xie Huiming, who was not squinting. His whole body was cold. When he walked past, the surroundings were a bit colder. Although he looked worried, he saw that Without getting angry, they walked into the inner courtyard and couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief.
A short, fat woman took a breath and smelled the scent of mutton and pepper still lingering in the air. She wrinkled the tip of her nose: "Sister Wang, do you smell it? It's the smell of an ancient building."
The woman surnamed Wang is not tall, but she is thinner. She has a skinny face and is quite serious. She looks very suitable for this equally serious palace of Prince Qin.
"Don't talk nonsense. How could His Highness eat such crude food?" Mrs. Wang huffed and puffed her arms. She felt that her unsmiling Highness was a bit colder than before. When he just walked over, she was so agitated that her arms were raised. Goosebumps.
"Yes, that's right. Your Highness is like an immortal." The short, fat woman said with a smile, looking in the direction where Xie Huiming disappeared.
In her eyes, His Highness, who is like an immortal, doesn't eat in such a crude old building, but doesn't need to eat at all.
What does that sentence mean? Drink dew in the morning and look at the moon at night. Yes, immortals don’t need to eat.
But the fragrance of the ancient building is real, and it still lingers to this day.
The short, fat woman took another breath and said with perseverance and reluctance: "Sister Wang, it's the ancient building."
Mrs. Wang glanced at the pudgy old woman: "I know you are a dog-nosed person, so you don't have to tell me again and again."
The short, fat woman touched the tip of her nose and changed her words angrily: "It's not that His Highness is not a womanizer. He didn't even enter the inner courtyard for ten days and a half. All the concubines and concubines in the Mansion have become Is it a decoration? Why has His Highness been resting in the inner courtyard for the past three days, and I don’t know which concubine he is resting in."
Mrs. Wang's eyes were a little colder, and she gave the short and fat woman a cold look: "Where is Your Highness resting? Can you, a handyman like you, ask me? If you don't know how to write the word "transgress", sooner or later you will have to Beaten to death."
The short and fat woman trembled, but she didn't show any fear on her face, and her words were even more unblocked: "Hey, there are no outsiders, I just chatted with my sister, I heard There is a peerless beauty hiding in the maple forest in the inner courtyard at night. Eight times out of the ten times that His Highness came to the inner courtyard, he stayed at her place to spend the night. Sister, you have been working in the palace for a long time, have you ever seen her? I heard that she is amazingly beautiful. God."
When Mrs. Wang heard this, she slapped the short fat woman on the shoulder hard and screamed in a low voice: "You're going to die. Even the people around His Highness dare to gossip. If something really happens, don't say I won't take care of you."
The short, fat woman knew that there was nothing she could say this time. She also knew that haste makes waste, and she couldn't push too hard and expose her flaws. She just rubbed the sore shoulder from being slapped and said with a dry smile: "Hey, sister is wrong, don't say it anymore, don't say it anymore."
It was completely dark, and the lanterns under the eaves of the corridor lit up one after another, illuminating the winding bluestone road.
The blue-gray stone slabs are carved with shallow lotus patterns, which are firstly anti-slip and secondly decorative. Walking on such a stone road with lotus flowers every step of the way, the deep inner courtyard becomes less lonely and uncomfortable.
When Xie Hui left the palace at the age of sixteen next year, he was granted the title of Prince of Qin. When building the Prince of Qin's palace, everything was in accordance with the prince's regulations. There was no overstep or disrespect in the least, and there was no compromise in the slightest.
It's very much like him, his ambitions are hidden in his indifference, and he doesn't know when he will show his sharp claws.
He stepped on the tiny pieces of light, and the endless lotus flowers on the ground became alive and fragrant in the light and shadow.
Xie Huiming walked through the corridor of the carved beams and painted buildings, and played with the birds hanging in the cages under the corridor. He looked up and saw the gurgling green water next to the jagged and strange rocks, the green leaves of the trees, and the clusters of gorgeous flowers. He had never paid close attention to it. The beautiful scenery passed by.
He paused in his steps and was stunned for a moment.
