A quarter of an hour later, a court lady quietly walked into the flower hall, and the Empress Dowager was sitting on the main seat to burn incense.

The maid listened for a while at the window outside the hall, and then came to report.

It's about brother and sister being harmonious and polite, and the princess admired Mr. Xu quite a lot when talking.

Empress Dowager listened and told the maid to go down without staring.She took some freshly made incense from the treasure box with an incense spoon, and asked casually, "What do you mean by the granddaughter of the Ai family?"

Can you really obey like this?

Mother Chen said: "Maybe it's because I saw the tall and handsome young master and admired Ai when he was young, but I can't say for sure."

Although there is a saying between cousins and cousins, Empress Dowager has been in business for many years, and inside and outside the Hall of Compassion, it is difficult for even a mouse to get in, and it is okay for the princess to meet outsiders.What's more, Empress Dowager doesn't seem to intend to hide this matter.

Mother Chen secretly guessed what the Empress Dowager meant: "Your Majesty is kind and kind, and she wants to match up this pair of young children. But the old slave looked at it, and this Mr. Xu seemed too inactive and not stable enough. Can he really take on this important task?"

The Empress Dowager didn't even raise her head: "Well, the Ai family sees it too."

"Calm and intelligent, worthy of use. It would be a pity if the younger generation who can work for the Ai family die in Beijing."

There was a hint of pity in Empress Dowager's tone, not much, how much affection could she have for her grandnephew whom she met for the first time?

She fiddled with the Buddhist incense and lit it herself, rather regretfully said: "Friar Zhu Quan personally made the best one, no one else can compare to it."

Empress Dowager's face was blurred in the curling white smoke, she said unhurriedly: "Let's see what the emperor will do first."

More than half an hour passed, and the maid outside knocked on the door, saying that Empress Dowager invited them out.

Xu Yao said slowly: "My sister and I hit it off right away, I don't know when it will be."

Rong JIan's scalp was numb, and he didn't know how to answer this question.

He had been listening to this man just now, drank some tea, then wiped his mouth with a handkerchief, and dropped it on the ground inadvertently.

Xu Yao leaned over to pick up the handkerchief, and praised: "My cousin's embroidery is so exquisite. The handkerchiefs and sachets I carry are all embroidered by my sisters. Compared with you, I really can't compare."

Rong Jian sighed lightly, he really couldn't stand this person anymore.

He stood up and looked down at Xu Yao with a calm expression: "Mr. Xu, the princess doesn't do needlework. And since the girls in your family are pampered, why do they still do these things?"

He bent down slightly again, took the handkerchief back from Xu Yao's hand, picked up a pair of scissors on the Duobao Pavilion, twisted the handkerchief into several pieces, and threw it aside.

Xu Yao was stunned.

Rong Jian said: "This piece is already dirty and can't be used."

For a moment, Xu Yao thought that the softness and innocence shown by the princess just now was just a dreamlike illusion.

Before going to Beijing, he was told many times by his grandfather that his aunt, the Empress Dowager Xu, would support him, and that princes and ministers would look up to him because of his status as a foreign relative, but these were not true.The nobles in the capital are like a cloud, so they must be cautious and plan ahead, if they are a little careless, if they make a wrong move, it may be a catastrophe.

And the princess is golden and noble, she is a noble person in the sky, and she may not be able to look up to herself at that time.

But after entering Beijing, Xu Yao received countless banquets from dignitaries, Empress Dowager also looked at him highly, and even the princess worshiped and respected him.

He is not the only son in the family, he is only better than the word "di", but he is not the one who is valued the most.

It's time for him to flourish.

How can these be fake?

Sure enough, the next moment, the long princess pursed her lips and smiled to herself, and said softly: "This time I had a very happy conversation with Young Master Xu, and I am waiting for the next appointment with Young Master."

Xu Yao was in a trance.

After the figure of the long princess disappeared, he picked up the few pieces of torn handkerchiefs, thinking in his heart that when he got married in the future, he should let the princess embroider one of these for him.

After returning to Changle Hall, Rong Jian didn't tell anyone about it, not even Aunt Zhou.

He has to think carefully about what to do.

The Empress Dowager's move was somewhat unexpected.Even from Rong JIan's point of view, it was too rash and aggressive. No one from the emperor and ministers even dared to mention the long princess's marriage. They were afraid that a bad one would cause trouble, but the queen mother directly brought people into the harem.

Aren't you afraid that the cheap emperor will go crazy?

Rong Jian thought about it for a long time, but couldn't figure it out. It was impossible to go out again today. Aunt Zhou was not here, so he simply unloaded the pearl hairpin by himself, and then let someone put the water on him. After taking a bath, he lay on the soft bed in a daze, dazedFell asleep.

When woke up again, it was already dark.

When Rong Jian opened his eyes, he only felt that the surroundings were dark, and the night was groggy, as if it was pressing on him.

He got up, but he still hadn't recovered.

That night.

After a while, Rong Jian finally woke up. He thought that he had only slept in the afternoon, so he probably wouldn't be able to fall asleep at night, and he was still idle, so why not get up and read a book.

Suddenly, the windows rattled.

Is it the wind?

Rong Jian leaned over with some doubts, put his elbows on the window sill, and pushed the window sash out with great effort.

Unexpectedly, the resistance suddenly lost, Rong JIan lost his strength, and the whole body fell on top of it, almost falling out.

A tall osmanthus tree grew outside the window, and the fallen golden osmanthus covered the window sill outside, Rong Jian whispered something unlucky, but heard someone calling himself.

"Your Highness."

He was startled, looked up, and there was a figure on the osmanthus tree.

It's Akino.

Mingye is tall, but when he stood on the branch of the laurel tree, he was as light as a cat. When he stretched out his hand to support Rong Jian, the branches and leaves only swayed slightly with his movements.

Rong Jian was a little dazed: "You, why are you here?"

When the cold wind blew, Rong Jian suddenly felt a chill, only to realize that something was wrong.

After taking a bath, he only put on a piece of clothes casually, a plain chest-length skirt, covered with a thin sand beanie, which would be transparent to the light, and couldn't even cover his shoulders, chest and back.The lace on the chest is also loose, but very long, winding and hanging down on the vermilion floor.

In a hurry, Rong Jian pulled the green ribbon to cover his face, with his arms across his chest, looking at Ming Ye in panic.

Ming Ye seemed to know nothing, he asked: "What's wrong?"

Rong Jian blushed not only because she was worried about revealing her identity.Although he is not a girl, but even in modern times, wearing big pants and an old man's vest to walk up and down the dormitory upstairs, revealing a lot of places, not as shameful as the current clothes, he vaguely said: "Well, the faceIt doesn't look good without makeup."

Ming Ye lowered his eyes, and his eyes fell on Rong Jian's side face. His earlobe was very white, and there was an obvious pierced ear. It was one of the few places where flesh could be seen all over his body.

He didn't look away, and said seriously: "Why? Your Highness is so beautiful."

Rong Jian's face became even redder, and his heart trembled violently. He didn't know what Mingye meant, and he didn't want to think about it, because they didn't meet each other with their real identities.

He wanted to change the subject: "Why are you here?"

Mingye stretched out his hand, opened his fingers, and a pendant fell down, hanging between Mingye's fingers, shining brightly under the moon.

Rong Jian tilted his head, not knowing what it was.

Ming Ye said: "I found His Highness's earrings, and I want to return them to His Highness."

Earrings, what earrings?

Rong Jian was still not very impressed, he wanted to take a closer look, and leaned out his upper body.

He heard Akino casually say: "What did Your Highness do today, have you read the book?"

Rong Jian thought for a while, then shook his head: "I dealt with a very annoying person."

Ming Ye lowered his head and saw Rong JIan's thin back, with snow-white flesh covering the slender, butterfly-shaped shoulder blades, trembling slightly.

The shadow of the tree swayed, and the sweet-scented osmanthus fell on Rong Jian's temples and on his back.

Akeno stretched out his hand and carefully brushed away those fallen flowers that were almost weightless.

Rong Jian looked up at him.

In the night, under the moon, the young man on the osmanthus tree.

Ming Ye said: "If you are not happy, Your Highness should not deal with it."

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The young man who made his heart tremble.

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