It's the end of the year, and the capital is very lively.
Even though it was snowing, the people still happily went out to buy new year's goods. They passed by them in carriages and shared their joy together.
Lu Qing rubbed his eyes and then yawned delicately.
"What do you want from Princess Heng? You look very anxious."
Lu Qing couldn't figure out why Zhu Qingjia wanted her, but she agreed since she wasn't very busy these days.
Ji Qin gave Mrs. Tang to Lu Qing, and took a blanket to cover Lu Qing: "If you feel sleepy, just squint for a while, and I will call you when I get there."
Lu Qing obediently closed her eyes and took the opportunity to catch up on some sleep.
She had been sleeping well these past few days, but Yan Fuguang seemed to have been stimulated by something last night and made a fuss for a long time, so her sleep time was delayed.
Lu Qing felt better after getting some sleep. She opened her eyes as soon as she heard Ji Qin's voice.
After getting off the carriage and being blown by the cold wind, I completely woke up.
The maid led her into the house, but before she could see anyone clearly, a beautiful figure rushed over and hugged Lu Qing warmly: "You are finally here!"
Lu Qing couldn't resist, so she quickly asked: "Is it urgent? Am I late?"
Zhu Qingjia nodded solemnly: "It's urgent! It's a big emergency!"
So anxious, Lu Qing immediately said seriously after hearing this: "What do you need me to do?"
Zhu Qingjia took out the story book she had half written, pretending to be distressed and said: "I got a story book, but I lost it after reading half of it. I really want to know what's next, but I can't find who wrote it. What's next? How will it develop? I was so anxious that I didn’t sleep well for several days..."
She rambled a lot, and Lu Qing was stunned as she listened.
"Talkbook?"
Are you in such a hurry? No one around her was very enthusiastic about the dialogue, and Lu Qing basically didn't watch it, so she couldn't understand Zhu Qingjia's urgency for a while.
Zhu Qingjia explained seriously: "This is my hobby. I am usually the only one in our house. The prince doesn't like to talk to me, so I can only pass the time by reading the storybook. I like this storybook very much, but after reading I couldn’t find a friend to chat with, so I thought of you in a moment of urgency, would you mind?”
Of course Lu Qing couldn't say anything that she minded, but she felt even more sorry for Zhu Qingjia.
Doing everything alone is very lonely.
She asked seriously: "Do you want me to chat with you after reading it?"
Zhu Qingjia carefully probed: "Will it disturb you? I'm not in a hurry. You can take it back and read it. We can talk later."
Lu Qing looked at the thickness of the storybook. After thinking about it for a moment, she said, "I'll read it when I get back. I'll talk to you today."
Anyway, she came here. Even though she didn't understand why Zhu Qingjia asked her to come here, she wanted to be friends with Zhu Qingjia.
Zhu Qingjia breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Actually, I'm not here to find you just for this matter." If this is really the case, she is too ignorant.
Lu Qing was curious, could it be about another story book?
"Do you still remember the Shunkang Hou Mansion?"
"Remember, I'm going to celebrate their old lady's birthday."
Zhu Qingjia picked up her wine bottle and poured a cup: "Then you should still have an impression of her granddaughter Zhao Ruoling, right? I heard that they still don't give up and want to send her to the Prince's Mansion."
Lu Qing's hand holding the storybook paused: "Who did you listen to?"
"Mrs. Wang."
Lu Qing knew that this woman liked to gossip, and she was skeptical: "Is what she said credible?"
Zhu Qingjia nodded: "I think it's credible. And even if it turns out to be false, you should be more vigilant now."
Lu Qing and Yan Fuguang are a couple in Zhu Qingjia's eyes. She doesn't want to see the couple she likes having their relationship ruined by outsiders.
And she was only halfway through her story, so she didn’t want her fantasy to be shattered halfway through.
"That's all, and then I'll prepare a cart of wine for you. You can take it home later and keep it for the New Year."
Lu Qing came in a daze and left in a daze.
When I came, I brought nothing with me. When I left, I brought half a storybook, a piece of bad news and a cart full of wine.
On the way back to the house in the carriage, Ji Qin looked at Lu Qing worriedly: "Will Miss Zhao really enter the house?"
Lu Qing didn't know either. She had a gut feeling that most of what Mrs. Wang said was false, but for some reason she still said, "I don't know either. Isn't His Highness the one who decides this matter?"
Seeing that she was not very interested, Ji Qin changed the subject: "What is it about the story book that is so exciting that Princess Heng never forgets it?"
Lu Qing opened it, and it was amazing that this book didn't even have a name.
She glanced briefly: "It seems to be about the maid and the young master. I'll take a closer look when I go back. I can chat with her next time I meet her."
At this time, Zhu Qingjia from Prince Heng's Mansion was humming a ditty while tasting wine.
She really wanted to write the story of Lu Qing and Yan Fuguang, but halfway through writing, she didn't know what to write next.
Alan smartly suggested that she ask more questions from Lu Qing, and Zhu Qingjia thought of this reason.
"I have a hunch that this story will be very popular!"
Alan, the only one who knew that Zhu Qingjia wrote storybooks and earned a lot of money from it, was very happy for her: "Everyone likes to read what you wrote!"
Zhu Qingjia smiled brightly: "Thanks to Concubine Wei for providing me with inspiration, otherwise I wouldn't be able to write this year. When I make money, I will share half of it with her!"
Yan Qinghuai happened to step through the door. He glanced at Zhu Qingjia's smiling face and asked casually, "For what? Who should I give half to?"
When he asked the question, he knew that the answer would not be him, but when he actually heard Zhu Qingjia say coldly that it was not him, Yan Qinghuai was still very unhappy.
He couldn't get angry, so he came and sat down next to Zhu Qingjia: "I told my mother and concubine that I don't want to take a concubine."
After hearing this, Zhu Qingjia said lightly "Yeah": "Then what? Isn't this your choice in the first place? Whether you want it or not, you alone have the final say."
"I alone have the final say? You are still my princess, don't you also have the final say? Do you think I am the kind of person who doesn't respect his wife and only wants to take concubines? Even if I want to, I will definitely give it to you explain!"
Seeing his angry look, Zhu Qingjia couldn't help but smile.
Yan Qinghuai wondered: "What's so funny?"
"No, I think you're right. If you want to take a concubine, tell me again. I'll bring you back to you in all glory."
Yan Qinghuai didn't mean it at all. He felt like he was punched in cotton, feeling depressed.
The two broke up unhappy again.
Zhu Qingjia patted her face after he left: "Be strong, it's no big deal. I still have many stories I want to write. I can't just depressed myself to death..."
On the other side, Lu Qing, holding up her story book before going to bed, felt more and more something was wrong.
"Why is this so familiar..."
