This was the first time he entered Chu Zhiyi and Lian Suisui's bedroom and looked at the furnishings in the room without leaving any trace.
There is a bead curtain separating the inner room from the outside. After entering, a finely crafted bed almost fills the room. Next to it is a dressing table with several lacquerware boxes on the table, which should contain things for women to dress up. .
The room was simply decorated, a little different from what he had imagined.
Chu Zhiyi was sitting on the large bed, looking very weak...
Is there any other benefit to abandoning him and choosing a cripple, apart from overpowering him in terms of seniority?
King Cheng glanced at Lian Suisui mockingly.
When Chu Zhiyi coughed, she quickly handed over the handkerchief and water...
From a place where Lian Suisui couldn't see him, his raging eyes glanced at Lian Suisui.
Chu Zhiyi narrowed his eyes.
"You go out first."
Chu Zhiyi suddenly spoke, and even Suisui thought they had something to say that was not convenient for them to say in front of her.
"Okay, I'm right outside the door. Call me if you need anything."
"Uncle Emperor is lucky. Auntie Emperor is gentle and considerate, and also knows medical skills. She can take care of Uncle Emperor just right."
King Cheng spoke in a strange manner.
Chu Zhiyi smiled.
"Thanks to King Cheng and Princess Cheng for making this possible."
"If you and your wife weren't ignorant, I wouldn't be able to get this advantage."
King Cheng choked.
"Uncle, please stop teasing your nephew."
Chu Zhiyi didn't know what he thought of and couldn't help laughing.
"I heard that Princess Cheng is pregnant. You will be a father soon. Congratulations."
King Cheng felt a little awkward. He hadn't touched Weng Ling'er for a long time, but she happened to be pregnant. He had doubts about it, but the date of diagnosis by the imperial doctor was indeed around the time they were there.
However, this child came at the right time. He blamed Weng Ling'er for not knowing the general situation and ignoring Weng Ling'er. Mr. Wengge had some objections and refused to help him solve this trouble.
It happened that Weng Ling'er was pregnant, and Mr. Wengge was happy and helped him put in a good word in front of his father, who handed the case to him for him to handle.
It would be much more convenient for him to handle it.
King Cheng's face showed the joy of becoming a father for the first time.
"Thank you, uncle."
"When will the eleventh brother plan to get married?"
Chu Jing'an groaned and said with a naive smile: "I don't know yet."
"Is there a girl you like?"
Chu Jingan did not deny it.
"The girl from Shouchang Houfu is worthy of the eleventh brother!"
King Cheng joked, feeling envious and jealous in his heart. He had tested the attitude of Shouchang Houfu before getting married. If he could marry a girl from Shouchanghoufu and get help from Shouchanghoufu, he would have a better chance of winning.
Unfortunately, Shouchang Houfu refused.
He can plot against Lian Suisui, who has no background, but he dare not plot against Shouchang Houfu. After all...if Shouchanghoufu is offended and becomes an enemy instead of trying to win over him, the gain will outweigh the losses.
What if Chu Jing'an wants the throne?
King Cheng felt a big stone in his heart.
"Third brother, we are all men. It's okay to joke a little, but don't say this outside. It will ruin the reputation of other girls!"
"You're getting married before we get married? Don't worry, my uncle and I won't tell anyone. Why don't you go tell your father and ask for a marriage? It would be more dignified."
Chu Jingan shook his head.
"No, third brother, please don't tell your father. He hasn't nodded yet. I don't want to use imperial power to force him..."
This spring, he made several appointments with Song Jiyue to play polo together. Out of ten times, the other party only agreed three times, and each time he was in front of others. In private, he was unwilling to have too much contact with him, and he did not show much enthusiasm for him.
Chu Jing'an thought, maybe he was too unmotivated and people looked down on him?
King Cheng smiled and said: "Okay, then I wish my eleventh brother a beautiful woman in my arms!"
Chu Jingan laughed and laughed.
"I think the Queen's Aunt is more interesting. Uncle Jiu, you don't know. When I accompanied my third brother to the Lian family to celebrate the Sixth Ceremony, the Queen's Aunt actually asked me to help her catch snakes. She wasn't afraid at all, so I didn't see her. Live with such a woman!"
Realizing that he had said the wrong thing, he quickly corrected himself.
"But that is all in the past. At that time, the third brother was not willing to marry, and the emperor's aunt was not willing to marry. Fortunately, they were not forced to get together. The emperor's aunt and the ninth uncle raised eyebrows. It was the right cup that met the right lid. , let’s put it this way…”
King Cheng had a fake smile on his face, and Chu Zhiyi sneered.
There seemed to be a smell of gunpowder between the two.
Damn it, we're talking about the wrong topic.
"The emperor's aunt did not choose her nephew, but she chose the emperor's uncle. The emperor's uncle must be outstanding in a way that the nephew cannot compare with."
King Cheng's eyes fell unceremoniously on his disabled legs.
Chu Zhiyi sneered and replied: "That's natural. The Queen's house is clean and there are no birds or birds to disturb her."
"Isn't it because the emperor's uncle is helpless?"
Subtext, the emperor's uncle can't do it.
Chu Zhiyi said politely: "I don't need you to worry about it, my dear nephew, if you are weak-minded."
His face was full of the filial expression of a good nephew.
King Cheng: "..."
In the first round, Cheng Wang lost.
"Ahem, what's that? Uncle Ninth, I haven't finished my errand yet. Third brother, I remember you just said you haven't finished yet? Let's leave quickly, don't disturb Uncle Ninth's cultivation..."
King Cheng reluctantly stood up and said goodbye with fists in his hands.
When I walked out of the room, I saw Lian Suisui.
"Auntie Huang, don't you regret it?"
Lian Suisui: "..."
She is clueless, what does she regret?
Chu Zhiyi stopped at the door, rocking the wheelchair with both hands, and waved to Lian Suisui.
This man is sick.
Lian Suisui walked around King Cheng, walked to Chu Zhiyi, and asked in a warm voice: "But what's wrong with you?"
She showed with practical actions that she had no regrets. King Cheng clenched his fists and strode away.
"Third brother, wait for me!"
Chu Jing'an chased after him.
"Third brother, you and the Emperor's Aunt... ah, no, what do you mean to the Emperor's Aunt?"
He is very conflicted, with his third brother on one side and his ninth uncle on the other. It would be terrible if the third brother is really interested in Aunt Ninth.
"No, don't think about it."
King Cheng denied, "I still have something to do, let's part ways!"
He rode far away on horseback and thought it was funny.
Why would he be jealous of Lian Suisui?
He rides very fast.
"Miss, be careful!"
The maid hurriedly pulled, and Song Xiaolan was not hit. However, a jade bracelet she was holding fell to the ground and broke into pieces. She raised her hand and slapped the maid.
"Something that fails to accomplish anything but fails to accomplish anything!"
The maid covered her face, not daring to show her grievance.
"Miss, I didn't do this on purpose..."
Song Xiaolan looked in the direction of the sound of horse hooves and saw only the back of King Cheng, but his identity could be seen from the embroidery patterns on his body.
"Becoming a king?"
Her face showed joy.
When King Cheng came to test and want to get married to their Shouchang Hou Mansion, she eavesdropped outside the door. Her mother refused, which she felt was a pity.
Later, she and Song Jiyue went to Jingshan Temple to offer incense. The carriage broke down on the way, so they met him again.
Song Jiyue is blessed amidst all the blessings. She doesn't want such a good marriage and is not willing to give it to her!
She raised her feet and chased in the direction where King Cheng left.
"Hey, miss, you have to pay for this bracelet..."
Seeing that she was about to leave, the vendor hurriedly chased her out to stop her.
Song Xiaolan, who was blocked, asked unhappily: "How much is it?"
The vendor looked at what she was wearing and held out two fingers.
"Two taels of silver."
Song Xiaolan choked.
"Two taels of silver? Why don't you go and grab it?"
Seeing that she found it too expensive, the vendor bent down and picked up the broken jade bracelet and said, "Miss, look at my material. It comes from the Western Regions. A bracelet made of fine jade material, if placed in Jubaozhai , it’s not too much to ask for twenty taels of silver, I only want you to have two taels of silver, it’s not much!”
