Chapter 12 Indistribution

Xiao Yuanfeng listened to Shufei's promise and was overjoyed. Soon, Xiao Yuanfeng's eyes dimmed again: "Mother, what if she is selected as the crown princess?" His worries are not superfluous, and Shen Sirong's talent and appearance are naturally first-class. It is not surprising that the prince will like it.

"Don't worry, as long as there is no accident, the crown princess will be Shu'er."

"Shuar?" Xiao Yuanfeng was a little surprised, but when he thought about it, Wang Shu was not impossible. Her appearance and temperament are extremely weak. All the concubines in the East Palace are weak and beautiful, so it is not surprising that Wang Shu is in line with the prince.

It was not until Xiao Yuanfeng finished his meal that he left the palace.

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This time in the palace is not as usual, and it is not easy to get the prince to treat each other. All the ladies have hollowed out their minds in their costumes. Naturally, the Shen family is no exception.

Shen Shiyan's ambition in his life is to be a good official in the history of Changliqing. He has paid too much for this goal. He also has the expectation that his daughter can be selected as the crown princess this time, even if she is not the imperial concubine, it will be beneficial to him. He is not extremely eager for power, he just wants to do more for Changli.

He entrusted this matter to Wang, and Wang had this thought, and now he was even more careful. She ordered people to ask for a lot of money to hire the most famous craftsman in Xijing to tailor clothes for the Shen family.

Shen Sirong was also called to the front hall, but when she arrived, Shen Siyi had already measured the size. She saluted Wang, but Wang did not respond to her, but waved his hand casually. The master stepped to Shen Sirong and took the ruler in his hand to roughly compare it.

Miss. He is..."

After following Shen Sirong's freehand shouting voice, Shen Sirong hurriedly turned his head and motioned her not to speak with his eyes. Wang, who was sitting on the top, saw Shen Sirong's small movements and hooked the corners of his mouth faintly. As soon as the master left, Wang's family had an attack.

"Is this the girl you brought back the other day?" Wang raised his eyebrows and looked at the freehand. Shen Sirong raised his head and looked at Wang.

"Yes." Taking the opportunity to answer, Shen Sirong took a small step to the side and blocked Wang's freehand vision with his figure. Hearing Wang's question about her, there was a "crock" in his heart. She heard Sister Chunliu and the wet nurse mention this lady and knew that Wang was a difficult role to serve. At this moment, she was even trembling in her breath for fear of taking another breath.

"Huanpei, teach her the rules." Wang said this to the maid beside him, but his eyes never left Shen Sirong. Seeing Huanpei coming over, Shen Sirong was slightly stunned. It was in a moment that his freehandwriting had been slapped twice. Huan Pei was about to slap him for the third time when he was pushed away by Shen Sirong.

"Mom, why are you angry with a girl?" Even if there is anger in her heart, she can't show it on her face. The depression gathered in his throat was suppressed back by Shen Sirong.

Wang Shi snorted coldly and stood up: "You didn't teach her the rules well, so I'll hand it in. Did she interrupt when the master spoke?

The freehandwriting was still young, and she cried as soon as she was beaten. As soon as Wang said this, she knelt down with a "plop": "Madam, I forgive you. I don't know the rules of freehand writing. It has nothing to do with the young lady. Be careful next time."

Shen Sirong looked at the freehand and his cheeks were red and swollen, and there were still tears hanging on it at this moment. Busy pulling her up. Blessed Wang: "Please forgive her this time."

Wang didn't say anything anymore. She just wanted to give Shen Sirong a look. Humph, she still remembered the last time about Liwang. Shen Siyi looked at Shen Sirong's lowered eyebrows on the side, and her heart blossomed.

"Huanpei, go and take the new jewelry box in my room to the front hall." Huanpei heard Wang's order and walked to the back hall. When he was about to turn the corner, Huanpei looked down at the heart of his right hand, which was also red.

Not long after, Huan Pei came to the front hall with the jewelry box. She put the jewelry box on the table, and Wang asked Shen Siyi to open it.

"Wow..." Shen Siyi was fascinated by the things in the jewelry box. Shen's family is not a small family, and she has seen a lot of jewelry, but the things in this box are extremely delicate.

Wang looked at Shen Siyi's happy appearance and said dotingly, "Look at what you like and choose a few that are eye-catching." Shen Siyi put the things in the jewelry box on the table at a time.

She looked at it and picked up a few things in her hand and played with them: "Mom, is this used when entering the palace?" Wang nodded and immediately called Shen Sirong to let her choose a few.

Shen Sirong knew that Wang Shi was talking about the scene. When she approached, she did not choose, but waited aside. When Shen Siyi chose and retreated aside, she went up to get it. There are not many ornaments left on the case, and those with better workmanship have been picked up by Shen Siyi. Shen Sirong really doesn't care about these. She doesn't have any expectations for her to enter the palace. It's just a task that she has to go...

She took a few simple headdresses and left. On the way back to Xiaoyuan, she followed Shen Sirong without saying a word. As soon as she entered the garden, Shen Sirong asked Chunliu, who was trimming flowers and plants, to go to her room to get anti-swell medicine. Hearing this, the wet nurse hurried up to check Shen Sirong's body. Shen Sirong blocked the wet nurse's hand and moved sideways. Only then did the wet nurse see the wound on her freehand face.

"Nanny, let's go to the house first!" After saying that, Shen Sirong pulled his freehand into the room. Shen Sirong twisted a sweat towel and gently wiped his cheeks.

She wanted to do it herself, but she raised her hand but was pressed by Shen Sirong. Chunliu brought the medicine at this time, and Shen Sirong dodged and asked her to give medicine to her freehand.

The wet nurse helped Shen Sirong sit down, looked at the thin sweat on her forehead, picked up the fan beside her and fand it: "Miss, what's going on?"

The freehand was stained with medicine and sip his mouth. Hearing the nurse's question, he thought for a moment and said, "Madam is too bullying. Don't you have to go to the palace to choose the crown princess? Miss Siyi's object is much better than ours." After saying that, the freehand wrote a peek at Shen Sirong and saw that there was no strange color on her face, so he was relieved.

"I didn't even care about the tailor, so I fooled him a few times." No, the freehand has added a sentence.

The wet nurse knows that this house has always been like this to Shen Sirong, and it didn't matter before, but if the lady is favored this time, she will have a support...

Looking at the sad face of the wet nurse, Shen Sirong was a little helpless. Naturally, she knew what the wet nurse thought, but Shen Sirong never wanted to rely on anyone.

"Okay, I'm a little tired. Go back to my room to have a rest and call me at dinner." After saying that, Shen Sirong went back to his bedroom. Shen Sirong took out the ornaments he had just selected from his sleeve as soon as he returned to the room. Two hairpins, one gold-plated double-ring hairpin is exquisite but tacky, and the other is a jade hairpin, which looks nothing special. Looking further, there are a few green colors shining in the hairpin.

A few days later, the craftsman sent new clothes. Wang sent someone to ask her to go. Shen Sirong didn't want to have any more twists and turns, so he sent Chunliu to get them. When Chunliu took it back, the fabric and color of these new clothes were almost no different from what she usually wore. It is also in line with the identity of Miss Shen, but it must make people feel extremely ordinary.

The wet nurse also looked over, and her face suddenly looked a little gloomy. She proposed, "Miss, we still have some silver taels left this month. Why don't we go out tomorrow?" I will also buy you more good items. She read this sentence in her heart and couldn't say it. Shen Sirong's inattention made people anxious for her.

When Shen Sirong heard the words, he closed the book in his hand and nodded slightly to agree. First, she couldn't bear to brush the nanny's mind anymore; second, she raised her eyes and thought that it was time to look for a few books tomorrow.

The next day, the weather changed from the drizzle of the previous few days, and some sunshine came out in the morning. After the rain, even the air was a little sweet. After lunch, Shen Sirong went out with his freehand and wet nurse.

"Miss, why don't you bring Sister Chunliu today?" I haven't visited the West Capital yet. I still can't hide my child's heart when I go out. I feel it around, and my face is full of a smile unique to children, which is simple and transparent. The wet nurse felt that her freehand writing was not regular and wanted to scold her, but she was stopped by Shen Sirong.

Shen Sirong looked at her innocence and was envious. Since she knew the truth, she has never smiled so happily and sincerely. She replied, "I'm afraid the lady will come to send a message again. It's troublesome if you don't see anyone going back."

He nodded as if he didn't understand, and in a blink of an eye, he was attracted by the vendors selling silk handkerchiefs on the roadside.

Along the way, as long as the wet nurse saw the cloth shop and jewelry shop always pulling her in, Shen Sirong also went to see several stores as she wanted, and finally only bought a few cotton cloths.

"Miss, what are you doing with this cotton cloth? Can you wear this? Let's take a look at the new silk. Shen Sirong didn't answer. He paid for the silver and handed the wrapped cotton cloth to Freehand: "Take it and go back to make some new clothes." After saying that, Shen Sirong walked out of the cloth store.

The freehandwriting took over the cotton cloth and stood still. The wet nurse had chased Shen Sirong out and shouted, "Miss, this... you can look at something else..."

She didn't want to buy anything for herself when she went out today. She just happened to remember that she hadn't added clothes since she entered Shen's house, so she entered the store.

Shen Sirong came out of the cloth shop and looked back. The wet nurse and freehand writing were not far away. She turned to the right road and entered a narrow alley, where there was a study called Qingxinzhai. Although the place is a little remote, there are many kinds of books, so there are many guests. She has nothing to do in the house all year round, so she often comes here to find some miscellaneous books to pass the time.

Shen Sirong walked to the door, took a look at the plaque with blue-green handwriting on the black background, lowered his eyes and lifted the corner of his skirt and walked in. But she didn't expect that someone was walking out quickly. She hurriedly retreated to one side and hit her left arm. As soon as the center of gravity moved, she stretched out her right hand to hold the door panel, and her eyebrows had some inconspicuous twists and turns.

The person who bumped into her was Xiao Yuanqi who came out of the palace. Xiao Yuanqi had a headache because of being elected as a concubine these days, and today he was free to go out for a stroll.