Chapter 67 Hidden Heart, Ask You If You Know

The clear sky lazily looked at Liansheng holding pink lotus, disappeared into the grass and wood path step by step, and curled the corners of her mouth with great sympathy. The little girl's life was very pitiful. At the age of five, she was sold to human teeth by her biological parents, and she almost fell into the wind and flower field as a bitch. It was also her time to run and met The son bought her and gave her to the outside stewards for several years. Three years ago, he installed the outer house set up by General Zhenguo to be a maid for Sanniang Anjin.

Liansheng regarded the son of the world as a life-saving benefactor and intended to marry her, but the son of the world treated her, but he eventually deliberately alienated her.

In order to say, at the time of Yizhou, many small jade and beautiful people's boudoirs, even if they learned that the son was suffering from a "hidden disease", there were no lack of elegant things to convey admiration through poetry and piano music, but the son of the whole family laughed.

Only in those years, the son was only ten years old. On a trip, he happened to meet Su's fifth mother - she was still a six-year-old little girl at that time. She was born round like a snowball. Maybe she went out with the eldest princess and met the old princess in front of the door. At that time, the son was in the carriage and lifted the window to watch from afar. Seeing Wu Niang's rigid blessing to the old princess, she couldn't help smiling. The smile was very real. No matter at that time or now, such a smile as the prince was rare.

Therefore, Qingkong also remembered Su's Five Niang.

The little girl who can make the world smile, but I don't know what she looks like now.

Thinking of this, the clear sky sighed heavily.

For several years, he also paid attention to the news of the fifth daughter of the Duke of Wei and learned that she won the first place in the Fanglin banquet for two consecutive years, and she yearned for it infinitely. When he heard that she was both talented and beautiful - only such a woman could be worthy of the prince of his family like a god!

Qingkong has already regarded Su's fifth mother as the concubine of the world. For this future mistress, he really can't wait to see her face immediately. Shouldn't she look like a round steamed bun like when he was a child? She must have grown into a fair lady.

I remembered that on the autumn eve of a certain year, the son drank alone to the moon. That night, he seemed to be a little drunk.

At night, I picked up a lamp and a candle, waved a painting with ink, and the woman's beautiful shade of flowers under the pen. Looking back, I only saw that painting once in the clear sky, and after that night, I had never seen it again.

At that time, he still wondered when the son had a pet. Obviously, she has always been reserved and estranged from those women, so the clear sky is extremely sure that the five women of the Su family, who can make the son really smile, are the only ones that are different from Wan Zi Qianhong, but who is the woman written by the son of the world?

After side-by-side attacks, multi-party verification and careful investigation, the clear sky completely ruled out the possibility that the prince has other heartfelt.

So, in his opinion, the son must have painted the appearance of Su's five women in his mind.

How can he not be curious and excited, and want to see Su Wuniang's true face?

What is hateful is that the son clearly knew his Xiyi, ignored it, and even made things difficult for him, put him in the pain of curiosity, and deprived him of the opportunity to see a talented woman again.

Qingkong clenched his fist and secretly grinded his teeth, with a grimace, but suddenly his eyes widened.

Huh? Who is the girl who followed Sister Rongxitang? It's really beautiful to be born.

Qiu Yue held the brocade box in her hand and was talking and laughing with the old princess's maid, sharing flowers and brushing the willows.

The clear sky couldn't help but come forward, and his anger subsided. A white face smiled so much that he could squeeze out the water and bowed respectfully: "I don't know what fairy wind I blew today, but I actually blew Sister Mandarin duck?" Having said that, the dark eyes only stared at Qiu Yue's pretty face, and suddenly flashed a sentence in his mind, "Red face is like a lotus, and plain skin is like fat."

"Oh, the sun came out in the west today, and the little clear sky that always praised me?" Yuanfeng apricot stared, but said to Qiu Yue, "Qingkong is the master's book boy. He accompanied the prince in the college for several years and regarded himself as a talent. In the past, when he saw us vulgar fans, he couldn't wait to avoid the detour, but he had never seen him so attentively. This was all stained with his sister's glory, and even I became A fairy daughter."

Qiu Yue looked at the clear sky curiously, squeezed her lips and smiled.

The mandarin duck said again, "This is the sister next to the fifth mother of the Duke of Wei. This time, there is something to be handed over to the son of the world."

As soon as she heard that she was Wu Niang's maid, the clear sky suddenly bloomed and quickly gave Qiu Yue to Guan Suiyuan.

"Just hand over the things, and I won't go in." Qiu Yue's enthusiasm for the clear sky was a little uncomfortable. She thought about how a polite and gentle master of the prince of Chu had such a sweet, childish and ridiculous book boy, which was too out of tune.

"Girl, you'd better go in person. If the prince has something to say, the little one doesn't know how to reply." The clear sky didn't want to miss the opportunity. He bowed his waist and asked again. He couldn't wait to drag Qiu Yue in.

"Sister Qiu Yue, let's go to meet the prince. Guan Suiyuan has a lot of rules, so I won't go in. I'll sit in the porter and wait for you." The eager attitude of the clear sky also aroused the curiosity of the mandarin ducks and couldn't help looking at him several times. The servants in Guan Suiyuan were all cautious. Although they used to treat people politely, they were a little indifferent. The clear sky was not always like this, but today it seemed to have taken the wrong medicine.

Qiu Yue can't be taboo any more, so she has to enter the courtyard door.

This time, Qingkong did not hand over Qiu Yue to other maids, but personally led her in. Along the way, her lips opened and closed, and did not stop.

"When the little one was far away in Yizhou, I heard of Wu Niang's talent name. The girl is used by Wu Niang, and she is also talented, right?"

"The little brother is really good at talking. I can't do it, but I just know a few words and don't be blind."

"The girl is really modest, which is both virtuous and talented." I don't know what rare things Wu Niang has to give to the prince, and why did the girl go there in person?" Is it a purse embroidered by Wu Niang herself? That's really precious." What, Wu Niang is in Rongxi Hall today?" Why didn't the fifth mother come to Guan Suiyuan to sit down? There are a lot of good tea here." Don't see the girl. Our two families are originally relatives and should have come and go frequently. If Wu Niang wants to come, Guan Suiyuan will welcome them at any time. That's right. The prince's chess skills are really good." What? In a few days, the prince and the fifth mother will go to the Buddhist temple together?

The clear sky finally stopped and stood under the green bamboo. Suddenly, it was annoyed.

Qiu Yue was inexplicable. Looking at this little boy who suddenly changed her face, she was full of doubts.

It's too much. The prince actually wanted to go out with Wu Niang, but he kept it secret and didn't want him to accompany him at all! The clear sky is infinitely wronged.

When Qiu Yue replied, presented a gift and left, the clear sky was still crying and had no consciousness of sending "relatives" out at all. She still came to her senses and sent Qiu Yue away.

"Sir, do you want to go to the Buddhist Temple with the five women of the Duke of Wei?" The clear sky couldn't help stamping his feet: "The little one should accompany!"

The son looked at the purse in his hand, the exquisitely stretched orchid pattern, and his expression was still calm, calm, and he simply ignored the words of the clear sky.

"Lord of the world!" Qingkong shouted heavily, secretly wondering whether he should lie on the ground and roll if he didn't agree. This opportunity, even if he played fools and destroyed himself, he must not let go of it.

The son of the world is as if isolated from the world, only looking at the purse.

Suddenly, he rolled up the corners of his lips and seemed to smile sarcastically.

What does it mean to send this fake purse to others? If it is perfunctory, it is not necessary.

The son squeezed his purse tightly in the palm of his hand, and suddenly, his eyebrows jumped.

I loosened the green silk rope on the purse and found that there was still something in it.

The green gauze is the foundation, the black bamboo is day, the clouds are stretched, and the water is gurgling, carrying the falling light to the east. There are several huts along the embankment, and there are smoke curling. This pen barrel yarn cover is like an ink scroll, only black and white. The composition is extremely elegant, but the needle and thread is not exquisite.

A kind of joy, mixed with sadness, suddenly spread to Yu's heart, and finally, the fingertips touched the needle and thread.

Hold the thin gauze in the palm of your hand and close to your mouth.

And the clear sky, which had been rolling on the ground, did not notice the change in the son's expression, nor did he notice that the son almost devoutly caged the green veil outside the pen holder.

"Lord, please let the little one accompany..." The clear sky was "rolling" to forget me, but suddenly I felt that my body was light.

As soon as I looked up, I saw Huidu's face and the black eyebrows with the word "eight".

"Gone go of me, Du, you reckless man!" Qingkong struggled, but it didn't fall into practice at all. It became a swaying sack and was held in his hand.

The son seemed to come to his senses and glanced at the clear sky, with a stretched smile on the corners of his lips: "Du, he is too noisy. Take him out to calm down."

The clear sky couldn't believe it and stared at his son. At a sound, he made a tragic cry: "Your son! You are so cruel..."

When the clear sky was solved and he was locked in an empty room to "calm down", Huidu turned back to the studio and was surprised to find that the son's deep eyes were still staring at the pen holder.

Huidu couldn't help looking at the pen holder--

Huh? How did the ink painting of the Wuzhu River made by the son of the world on that day become an embroidery set?

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This night, the wind and the moon are shining, and the bamboo shadows are shining.

For the scenery, it is another long night that can't sleep.

Simply lifted the gauze tent, took a light step, went to the red corridor of the inner court, and looked at the bright stars and moon, and a cluster of iris in the quiet evening wind.

In those years, King Kang was almost established as the East Palace, so there was also some grudge with the emperor. The queen was even more cautious about King Kang. In addition, Princess Pingle had such a temperament, and she became more and more unhappy. So he only curled the corners of his mouth and glanced at Ping Le: "How old are you? You are still so anxious. Naturally, you should be punished."

The "punishment" is not heavy, but just run an errand and go to the imperial dining room to get the "smart fruit" for all the noble women to enjoy.

Jin Liuniang's hands and feet were sharp, grabbed the leader, and got the clever gift from the queen. For a moment, she was in a good spirits and stared at Qin Sanniang with flying eyebrows to show off. The two parents are opposites, and the younger generation is naturally also enemies. What's more, this time the choice of concubine is still related to family honor and disgrace.

The situation is very clear.

In addition to the third prince, the second prince's biological mother is humble, has no support from other families, and is not treated by the emperor. Naturally, it is not a good match. Jin Liuniang is arrogant and believes that her grandfather is full of power, and her father is undoubtedly the future prime minister. As her, she should naturally match the third prince and the fourth prince.

However, according to my grandfather's analysis, 80% and 90% of the third prince's concubine settled the aunt of the Su family.

In addition to regret, Jin Liuniang, of course, wants to fight for the title of fourth imperial concubine.

Although Huang Wuniang was born in Jianning Houfu, Jianninghou is not as heavy as before. Huang Wuniang is not her opponent at all.

As for Zhuo's second mother, her father is just a descendant of her grandfather, and she took the position of secretary of the Ministry of Public Affairs. According to her grandfather's analysis, the crown princess has been married and has been infertile for many years. Zhuo's second mother should be the side concubine chosen by the queen for the crown prince, which is not a threat at all.

The only opponent is Qin's Sanniang.

Jin Liuniang glanced at Qin Sanniang, but said to Yijing, "In this year's Fanglin banquet, Ah Qin lost to A Jing in piano art. Every time he mentioned it, he was still unwilling, but today he won Ajing in this begging, but he won back a game."

This provocation is really obvious...

Qin Sanniang is quite arrogant, and she used to despise the rudeness of Xungui's daughter the most. Although she knew that Jin Liuniang was provoking, she disdain to distinguish it and only smiled slightly: "As the saying goes, no one is perfect, and Ajing's four skills are good, but this female red and stupid is also famous."

Yichen sat alone. When he heard that the two prime minister's daughters spoke with beautiful scenery, he was very dissatisfied and said lightly: "The fifth sister was originally young and not good at female red, but recently she has also made great progress. On this year's birthday, she embroidered a picture of her forehead. The so-called beggars also has a blessing element in it. The fifth sister is unlucky today.

Yijing is often provoked by Er Niang and San Niang at home, and she is used to it. Besides, her 18-year-old soul naturally does not care about a few cold words from Jin and Qin's two daughters, but with the elder sister's protection, she still feels very warm in her heart and immediately responds to a sweet smile.

Qin Sanniang frowned: "Does Chen mean that I'm lucky to win today?"

Yichen was not originally competitive, but he just looked at the beauty suffers and said a few words gently. He was also choked by Qin Sanniang's question.

Jin Liuniang's goal is to achieve, only to watch the play.

Yi Jing still smiled skillfully: "Sister Qin, my eldest sister didn't mean that. It's just that she won the blessing herself."

It turns out that although Jin Liuniang won the first place today, Yichen is not bad. She only slowed down a few breaths. On the contrary, Qin Sanniang, even fell behind Huang Wuniang, only the fourth.

Qin Sanniang's victory can only be aimed at the scenery. Compared with the good morning, she has fallen behind, let alone lucky.

Qin Sanniang suddenly blushed, but she also remembered not to lose her courtesy, so she had to gouge out the Su sisters fiercely with her eyes.

Jin Liuniang smiled happily and trembled, and did not notice that the queen frowned invisibly.

Yijing no longer quarreled with the noble women, but only talked to Yichen--

In fact, how to win or lose this begqiao is so important. Even this banquet is just a scene. The choice of the prince and concubine has always not only depends on the talent of the woman, but also on the family behind her, and has to be related to the needs of the government.

There is no point in arguing.

Yijing looked at the girls with different thoughts and sighed the sultry of the past.