Everyone in the palace knows that the empress in Shuxiang Palace has a lasting grace.

With her blessing and care, in the palace, you don't have to stand on tiptoe, you have to be half a head taller than others.

Just now, the little eunuch who had a cold face and was reluctant to enter the room to serve, now with a smile on his face, neat legs and feet, diligently guiding the maid from the Shuxiang Palace to bring soup into the room.

Si Yingpi smiled and looked at the slightly older palace maid, with a low-pitched and small posture, "Auntie, you can put this hangover soup on the table, please let it cool. Some, the small ones are given to the master."

Huai Qing couldn't help frowning when she thought that this person had just been in the yard as a shopkeeper.

Thinking about working with people who are doing good things and hiding all the way in the future, feel a little annoyed in heart.

The palace maid bent down and put the soup down, stood up, and looked like she was going to leave, Si Ying said hurriedly, "Send off for my aunt."

"Auntie, take a step slower." Rong Ting's eyes were a little unbelievable, and his voice was tight and hoarse, "May I ask who ordered you to bring soup?"

His heart was beating violently in his chest, and his cool eyes showed a bit of fiery heat.

Is it what he thinks...

The dream last night was not a dream.

Otherwise, how could anyone in Shuxiang Palace come to bring him sober soup?

Except for Huai Qing and Si Ying, no one knew that he was drunk.

"It's the niece of the noble concubine, and the fourth girl ordered it." The lady in the palace turned her head and said, "She asked the servant to bring a message. Drinking hurts your body. The ninth prince should take care of his body."

Not a dream.

It was her who was last night.

The words she said...

Rong Ting remembered them one by one.

The Heart Lake had been lifeless for nearly half a month, but at this moment it had become living water again, and all limbs and bones were shaken by ecstasy.

She didn't lie to him, regardless of reality or dreams.

The teenager who used to be mature and self-sufficient on weekdays is now full of ecstasy in his eyes, and said to the old palace maid, "I understand. Thank you aunt."

...

After the palace maid left, Si Ying used an excuse to send her off and stopped staying in the house.

Inside the house, Huai Qing was facing Rong Ting, doing nothing.

Rong Ting faced the hangover soup with no expression on his face.

But Huai Qing looked at him and felt that there was a star smile in his eyes.

Like being silly.

Huai Qing, who has nothing to do, faces silly Rong Ting.

My heart is really terrified.

I like hangover soup so much, drink hangover soup directly, what kind of wine should drink instead.

...

Ting thought about all kinds of things last night, and his pupils were as dark as ink.

Can not call a person, only after losing, and then get.

Because once he gets it again, no matter what, he won't let it go again.

...

When the maid and aunt returned to Shuxiang Palace, Jiang Rao was facing the mirror, trying to find something to cover the scab on her lips after she was bitten. When the maid and aunt came, she turned to listen to her report.

The palace maid's aunt said: "The ninth prince is only accompanied by two eunuchs, one is taller and looks quite honest, the other is shorter and more clever."

Jiang Rao said, "Auntie can help me find out more about the personalities of the two eunuchs."

The place where Rong Tinglian lived was so lonely and remote, with the appearance that everyone could bully him, which made Jiang Rao feel uneasy about the two little eunuchs beside him.

Especially since Wang Zhou's example is in front of him, he dare not take it lightly.

She stuffed a purse containing silver money into the palace maid's hand, and sincerely pleaded, "If you have Aunt Lao, inquire more carefully. Especially if there is any bad news, you must report it to me as soon as possible."

Once there is a problem, she will find a way to replace the person.

Even if it is a deep palace, where she can protect him well, she must protect him without fail.

...

Not long after the palace maid and aunt left, Jiang Rao began to look in the mirror again, looking for something to cover the bite marks on her lips.

The mark doesn't hurt anymore, it just lays on the center of her lower lip, scabbed and a little eye-catching.

After failing to find a way to cover the tooth marks, Jiang Rao's chin was broken by slender fingers and rushed towards Concubine Yun's face.

Yun Guifei broke her face, looked at it carefully, and let go of her hand, "I gnawed on a bone in my dream last night? What a hard bone, how come my lips have been bitten."

Although Concubine Yun Gui was a veteran of sex, but in her eyes, her 12-year-old niece was terribly clean.

Seeing the small scabs on her lips, she didn't think about it.

Jiang Rao was worried that she would see some clues, but this worry quickly disappeared, and she went down along the slope that Yun Guifei gave, "I forgot what dream I had, bit my lip."

"Auntie," she said, pointing to the blood scab on her lips, "is there anything you can do to cover it with makeup?"

Concubine Yun Gui glanced at her, "It's hard to cover up, you're biting so hard. If it was me who treated you badly? I'm so hungry...how can I bite so hard."

"No..." Jiang Rao lowered her eyes, "I don't even want to go out."

Auntie did not misunderstand, but others may misunderstand.

Thinking of this, Jiang Rao suddenly remembered something, raised her eyes and said to Concubine Yun, "Auntie, can I stay in the palace for more days?"

"Naturally." Concubine Yun was overjoyed to hear that, "Are you reluctant to part with my aunt? I'll go write a letter to your parents."

...

When Jiang Siye received the letter, his temples were buzzing with anger.

"This Qin Yun wants to occupy our daughter without a daughter!"

The old father, who has not seen his daughter for several days, is on the verge of being irritable.

After reading the letter that Concubine Yun Gui handed out from the palace, Jiang Qin's mind vaguely thought of something.

I just don't know if it's a good time to talk to my husband about it.

Now that he is angry, telling him that the ninth prince has returned to the palace at this time is undoubtedly because of his anger, adding fuel to the fire.

Don't tell.

But I heard Jiang Siye say at this time, "The emperor invited me to go to the palace to paint for him, and I agreed to the contract. Three days later, I went to the palace to see Nian Nian, took her to a banquet, and then brought her out. , I always let her be with Qin Yun, I'm a little worried."

After hearing this, Jiang Qin's expression changed slightly, and said, "Master, remember, bring a few more servants."

Jiang Siye patted Jiang Qinshi's hand moved: "Madam is so worried about my safety."

Jiang Qinshi felt a little guilty and smiled back at him.

no.

What she is more worried about is the safety of the ninth prince who may become her son-in-law in the future.

If the fourth master finds out that the ninth prince is in the palace.

A few more servants could stop him.

Lest he endanger the prince and heir.

Jiang Qin's very cautiously told the servants who followed, "Be optimistic about the master."

...

Within two days, Jiang Rao met Jiang Siye.

The scab on her mouth has disappeared, but she can go out to see guests, but she is a little lazy and doesn't really want to go to the banquet. But seeing how her father wanted her to go, he couldn't bear to say no.

After leaving Jinling for too long, Jiang Rao really didn't know anyone.

At the banquet, found an inconspicuous corner and sat down, quietly waiting for the wine, vegetables and fruits to come up.

Jiang Rao's appearance was immediately noticeable in the crowd.

The posture is good, the person sitting there, from the side, from the back, no matter from which angle, the slender and slender shoulder and neck line looks beautiful.

When Shen Xiuying came here, she was immediately attracted to her attention.

He frowned instantly.

look familiar.

"Who is this girl? I haven't seen it before."

The maid next to her came back after inquiring, and said, "This is the fourth girl from Ning'an's Mansion. She has been traveling with her father since she was a child, and she just came back half a month ago."

Shen Xiuying saw that Jiang Rao was dressed very well, and as usual, she liked to play with such a wealthy eldest lady.

But for some reason, looking at Jiang Rao's face, felt strange in heart.

Not only does it feel familiar, but there is an intuition that hates to the bone.

Strange, feel disgusted at a glance.

Shen Xiuying didn't go to Jiang Rao's side. Instead, when several officials from the family were about to go to Jiang Rao's side, she pulled them to her side.

Jiang Rao was left with no one seated, separating her from the crowd, making it difficult for her to blend in.

Jiang Rao enjoyed herself, and peeled lychees with Ming Shao, and it was a lot of fun.

It's just that this scene, in the eyes of other noble ladies, is a bit pitiful.

Which girl is this? She has never appeared at various gatherings of noble ladies, but there are so many girls at the banquet today, she doesn't even know anyone, and she can't find anyone to talk to.

No one was looking for Jiang Rao, and Jiang Rao was so happy.

The chefs in the imperial kitchen in the palace are all very good, and many of the dim sum dishes made are very suitable for her taste.

As for what other people were thinking, she didn't care.

But let those noble ladies who don't recognize her look at her, the banquet is meant to be with people. She doesn't look for people to talk to, and she is timid, as if she doesn't dare to socialize with people.

They were waiting for her to introduce who she was.

So shy, is it because of his poor family background that he is afraid of being looked down upon by others, so he dare not say it?

Some people saw that Shen Xiuying was always looking at Jiang Rao, as if she knew something, and asked her secretly, "Second Miss, do you know, which girl is that?"

Shen Xiuying frowned, Jiang Rao's face and the face of someone she remembered faintly overlapped, the more she looked, the more they looked like.

It's just that the identities and status of the two are very different, so she couldn't confirm for a while whether they were the same person.

Maybe... just look alike.

However, he snorted from his nose, hated Wu Jiwu, and brought Jiang Rao's jealousy and dissatisfaction with the little maid next to the new emperor in his previous life, with a contemptuous tone, "It's just a girl from the countryside, who knows her?"

It was the person with such a face who got in the way of her and told her to be left in the wild in her previous life, and no one would collect her.

The banquet was set in the palace in the Hundred Gardens, just outside the door, and suddenly there was the sound of rolling chairs and noisy footsteps.

With sharp eyes, he said to everyone, "Several princes are here."

Shen Qinying's eyes quickly lit up.

Jiang Rao Peel Li

The speed of the branches also slowed down, and he found a handkerchief to wipe the wet fingers and the corners of his lips, and took care of the skirt.

Today, there are some lazy people who don't want to deal with those official ladies, but they can't be lazy. They don't care about their appearance and they lose face.

Hearing that the prince was coming, there might be Rong Ting, she subconsciously bit her lower lip.

Although the scab has faded, the presence is still strong.

In the past few days, she hadn't gone to see Rong Ting.

I went to inquire about the return of Si Ying Huaiqing's maid and aunt, and the two little eunuchs were innocent.

"Second prince, fourth prince, ninth prince."

At this time, several princes came in, and the ladies stood up and saluted.

Especially Shen Xiuying, knowing that the future new emperor is included, her attitude is extraordinarily respectful.

Today, she wore a cloud satin and green bottom sprinkled with pear flowers. She learned from the memory that the little maid liked to wear it. One or two points of attention.

However, Rong Ting didn't give her a straight eye, and there was even a bit of anger at the end of his eyes.

After looking around for a week, he finally stopped at the little girl in the corner who bowed her head in a salute.

Just now, heard her call him Ninth Prince along with others.

When saluting, the manners, the number of etiquette, the water is not leaking, and the slightest mistake cannot be picked out.

Seriously to the point of being a little cute.

Just seeing her there alone, alone, with a pile of peeled lychee shells on the small case, made her seem more and more like she was left out.

No one cares, they can only play by peeling lychees.

Rong Ting's eyes sank.

The gaze only looked down, controlled the wheelchair, and went to Jiang Rao's line.

There was no one by her side, but it gave him the convenience of moving forward.

His eyes were falcon-like and extremely sharp. He paused for a moment on her red lips, and saw what looked like white marks after the wound had healed.

His eyes darkened, and he suddenly smiled.

Magnetic Shen's sweet voice rang out.

"Don't you call me brother? Every year."