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    Wu Jie was sitting alone in a carriage, and Gao Zimo rode beside the carriage.

    After coming out of the mansion, it took only a short time to arrive at Prince Fu's Mansion.

    Passing through the market on the way, Wu Jie's mood fluttered, and she didn't know where Yuan Jing was now.

    He appeared in Jinwu City at this time, which always made her very uneasy. Jinwu City seemed to be gathering wind and clouds, and it looked like something big was about to happen.

    So she contacted her father in a hurry, and dealt with her "death affairs" early, and then both father and daughter returned the house, leaving this mess behind.

    The carriage traveled unimpeded all the way and entered the gate of Prince Fu's Mansion. Stopped in a small square.

    Wu Jie got out of the car and followed Gao Zimo, with the steward of Prince Fu's Mansion leading the way.

    The two walked along the winding corridor. Looking from the porch hung with crocodile curtains, the gardens on both sides are full of trees, and various seasonal flowers are in full bloom.

    Wu Jie couldn't help being amazed, carefully identifying the flowers, they were colorful and delicate, as if they were real.

    Gao Zimo gave a low laugh, leaned out of the corridor, folded a peony flower and handed it to Wu Jie.

    Wu Jie took it, and sniffed it with her nose. It still had a fresh fragrance, and it turned out to be a real flower.

    She knows that some rich and noble families like to use brocade colored paper to make flowers of various colors and decorate the winter garden, which is lifelike. But never expected that the flowers in Prince Fu's mansion were all real.

    "There is an underground hot spring flowing here, which is warm and warm all year round, so all the flowers are in full bloom and the vegetation is evergreen." Gao Zimo explained.

    The steward in front couldn't help bragging: "This Baoxiang Garden was specially designed by skilled craftsmen back then, and it cost tens of thousands of dollars. Now the place that the prince and the girl see is not top-notch, and the place where the banquet is held today The Xingchen Pavilion is the best scenery, and the prince can watch it carefully."

    "I also heard that the Xingchen Pavilion has a unique scenery. It is still above Lingyun Pavilion and Zhaixing Pavilion in Capital City. It will be a feast for the eyes later." Gao Zimo smiled warmly.

    After arriving at Xingchen Pavilion, Gao Zimo was led into the main hall. But Wu Jie, as a maid, cannot follow her in.

    In addition, a female official from the palace led Wu Jie to the side hall. This is where the female relatives gather. Most of them are wives and concubines of officials who come to the banquet. Judging from the attitude of the female officials in the palace, they probably regard her as a maidservant in the inner house.

    Wu Jie didn't want to attract too much attention, so she sat down in a remote corner.

    After a while, the boy next to Gao Zimo named Bai Lin came in, leaned in front of her, and said in a low voice, "Young lady, come with me."

    Here's your chance! Wu Jie immediately got up and left the table.

    After passing through two side halls, one arrives at an exquisitely decorated attic.

    The banquet in the main hall was over, and all the officials who came to congratulate and pay homage had almost left. Prince Fu only brought a few distinguished guests who could talk to him, and they were here to drink tea and talk.

    Gao Zimo's clear voice came: "I have always admired Prince De for a long time, but unfortunately I didn't have the chance to meet you in Dongyue last time." I really didn't see Prince De twice.

    A resonant voice sounded: "Haha, I didn't expect Gao Shizi to be the same. Gu and Prince De also hit it off. There is such a great talent in the remote place of East Vietnam."

    It was Prince Fu who spoke.

    Father is indeed here! Wu Jie held back the tears that were about to burst into her eyes, and kept herself calm.

    Be calm, there is still a tough battle to fight! Now that we are meeting in full view, it's time to test my acting skills, and I must not miss a single flaw, so that everyone can believe in my identity as Zihui.

    Fortunately, my father has always been quick to respond and has a good understanding with him, so he will not lose his temper and expose his true identity.

    After waiting for a while, a maid greeted her and brought Wu Jie inside.

    Through the small door on the side, Wu Jie quietly entered the main hall and stood behind Gao Zimo.

    She looked around the hall, and the first thing she saw was Prince Fu sitting on the central throne. Wu Jie blinked her eyes. She had heard that Prince Fu was fat and fat, but she never thought that he would become this fat. His whole body was like a mountain of meat, spread out on the throne.

    Most of the wide and comfortable seat was occupied by him, making the figure next to him even more slender.

    It was a slender woman, her long black hair was tied with a jade hairpin, and she was wearing only a long jade green dress, such light makeup and no makeup, but a natural coquettish attitude, which made people unable to take their eyes off .

    Such an outstanding beauty, the one who can sit here must be Prince Fu's concubine.

    She was lowering her head, concentrating on the plate of grapes in front of her.

    With a slight movement of her slender fingers, she peeled off the crystal clear flesh. She raised her hand, thinking that she would feed it to Prince Fu beside her, but she didn't expect it to be delivered directly to her own mouth.

    Uh, what a concubine with personality.

    He looked at the smiling Prince Fu next to him, and then at this maverick beauty. Wu Jie had to sigh.

    As if sensing her gaze, the concubine raised her head, and her eyes, as clear as a god, swept her around, like a spring of ice, Wu Jie's heart felt a sense of coolness for no reason.

    Taking a closer look, the beauty has already lowered her head and continued to deal with the grapes.

    Prince Fu was talking and laughing, his eyes fell on Wu Jie, he had noticed a beauty brought in by Gao Zimo's attendant just now, raised his glass and said with a smile: "Your Majesty is also a romantic person."

    Gao Zimo immediately explained: "My lord, please don't get me wrong. This girl is not a maidservant, but a girl named Zifen from Prince De's mansion. She was originally a maid by the princess's side. She just arrived in Jinan because she fell into the water and was separated from the fleet. Wu, I want to meet Prince De..."

    Wu Jie showed a respectful and shy smile just right, but she was stunned when she glanced over.

    Following Gao Zimo's words, Prince Fu's face suddenly turned livid.

    He raised his wine glass and used the movement of drinking to cover it up, but he couldn't escape Wu Jie's eyes.

    At the same time, the beauty next to Prince Fu raised her head again, and glanced at Wu Jie with a half-smile, her gaze was as cool as ice and snow.

    Wu Jie was surprised.

    At this moment, noisy footsteps came from the other side, and the eunuch who passed on shouted: "Prince De, the special envoy of East Vietnam, has arrived!"

    In an instant, all doubts in her stomach were forgotten, and Wu Jie was full of excitement.

    She was looking forward to the handsome and gentle middle-aged man who appeared in the east of the main hall. As he walked into the hall, Wu Jie stepped forward and said the words she had prepared.

    "My lord, Zifen is back, I am Zifen! You..."

    In the middle of speaking, Wu Jie suddenly got stuck.

    She stared at the man in front of her, and a chill surged through her heart. Although the room was as warm as spring, it was as if she had fallen into a cold cellar.

    Who is the Prince De in front of you?

    Standing on the main hall, Wu Jie felt a fear of doubting her life.

    The man in front of him had a handsome appearance and an elegant demeanor, and his shiny black mustache added to his elegance. Nine points similar to his own father, but he is not his father! ! !

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