225: Sought after
Liao's mother's words can be described as an empowerment for Shen Qihuan. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info
"Yes, I'll go find the prince. Shen Quehuan raised his feet and was about to leave, when there was a sound of please in the courtyard, it was Changru.
Shen Que calmed down and hurried over. opened his mouth and asked: "Do you know about the prince's son?"
As soon as Changru heard this, he knew that the maid who was interrogating had confessed, his eyes swept to the side, and he ordered: "You go down first, I have something to say to the young lady." ”
The servants in the house retreated, and Shen Quehuan grabbed Changru's arm: "Aren't you quite familiar with the emperor?
Changru glanced at her, sat down on the Taishi chair calmly, and said without yin or yang: "You don't need me to help you." ”
Shen Quehuan's heart moved, thinking that Qi Linyu had made a big move, so he hurriedly leaned over: "Did the prince think of a way?"
Changru's heart was tired and bitter, and he looked at Shen Qihuan deeply: "The prince doesn't need it." ”
"Huh?" Shen Quehuan was slightly stunned, staring at Changru's face suspiciously, trying to see something from his expression, "What do you mean?"
Changru's expression was very strange, and it took a while to hear him breathe a sigh of relief, and said the shocking news: "Wang Lu also handed the saint a marriage proposal yesterday, and he wanted to ask Wang Qingchen for marriage. ”
If you want to say that the Wang family wants to marry someone as a daughter-in-law, you don't need to ask the emperor's consent at all, they just need to go to the woman's house to propose marriage like a folk, Shen Qihuan didn't react for a while, and there was a pimple between the two eyebrows. "Marriage? Does Wang Lu want to marry Wang Qingchen a princess?
In a short period of time, Shen Qihuan only thought of this layer, but Princess Shang could not participate in court politics, and Wang Qingchen, the champion of the court, regretted his career.
"He might as well go and be a princess. Changru stared at Shen Quehuan, I don't know if it was Shen Quehuan's illusion, she always felt that Changru seemed to look down on her very much today.
Shen Quehuan: "Isn't Wang Qingchen still a knight? Then why did Wang Lu go to ask the emperor for advice?"
Changru hated that iron could not become steel, and his finger poked hard at the door of his head: "The Wang family has taken a fancy to you, you fool." ”
Shen Qihuan pointed his finger at himself, "Me?" After a pause, he suddenly realized what Changru had said, "Teng" stood up and shouted, "Me?"
There seemed to be a big lantern shining overhead, and Shen Qihuan had a feeling that there was nothing to hide, and she could be sure that it was not happy.
She sat back on the chair and squeezed into her not-so-bright head, "It's over, it's over, it's dead, the emperor must have given Shen Yanjun in order to appease the prince, maybe he will talk about Wang Qingchen, I really have to marry Wang Shilang's second goods...... Forget it when you're dead. ”
Thinking of this, she became a little impetuous, kicked the stool leg hard, and squinted her eyes and taunted her: "You still have the face to scold others for being second-hand." ”
Shen Que choked happily: "He is either a second commodity or a villain, I have already made it clear to him, I didn't expect him to wait here to intervene, now it's okay, it's me who is difficult to ride a tiger, despicable." ”
"It's not you who are riding a tiger now. Changru said sarcastically, "You ordered to bring 3,000 peach blossoms, and now you can be regarded as saving the day." ”
"What do you mean? Can you talk without beating around the bush, when is this happening?"
Changru: "I mean, last night King Huai also came out to join in the fun, and knelt directly in front of the emperor and said that he wanted to marry you as a concubine." He spread his hands in front of Shen Qihuan, "Now that you are a strange commodity to live in, it is better for you to pick one of these three waves of people, if the emperor really declares that he is asking questions for his father, he can give you a thing or two for his father." ”
Shen Qihuan turned her head sideways, and there were three thunders on a sunny day, which smashed her so much that she didn't even have the ability to think, and the corners of her mouth buzzed for a while, and she couldn't say anything.
Changru didn't want to look at her, and sighed secretly: "Other people's families have daughters and hundreds of families are considered to be one of the blessings in life, and I don't know where to offend the sacred ...... for my father."
Shen Qihuan was thinking about King Huai at this time, she didn't dare to seriously investigate, whether this was a disguised rescue or something else, but she knew that when Changru mentioned "King Huai", she was surprised in her heart that it was completely different when she heard that the Wang family proposed marriage.
She was a little distressed and a little at a loss.
In fact, according to the current situation, being the concubine of the Huai Wangfu is not only a matter of killing one stone, she can not only get closer to the imperial power, but also to Chen Xiangyun, so that she is closer to the truth.
But why......
Shen Qihuan couldn't help but raise his hand against his heart, the suffocation and discomfort in it were really clear.
Reason was restored into his head, and a bright purple figure flashed through his head uncontrollably, like a sun breaking through the clouds.
Although Changru came to her to vent his anger, but seeing her dejected appearance was unbearable after all, he sighed, "Since the emperor now knows that you are such a person, this matter will not be easily passed, if there is still no one in this to relax, the emperor is bound to come to ask the meaning of the Shen family, after all, the Shen family is still the head of the Hou family, before the emperor announces that he has entered the palace, I need to know what you think in your heart." ”
"What do you mean by the prince?" without pausing or thinking, the words containing the subconscious blurted out as if they had not gone through the brain.
Although Changru had already had a bottom in his heart, he was also shocked by Shen Qihuan's state of mind.
She was not like this before, her temperament was too cold, after the fall of the Jiang family, her bones and blood were more like ice, no one could easily walk into her, and she didn't want to come out herself.
If this incident had happened a year ago, Changru would have been very sure that Shen Qihuan would have to weigh these three people carefully, and it was very likely that the person he would choose in the end would be Qi Yanting.
The closer you get to the circle of the enemy, the more you can understand the truth through clues, which is Jiang Qian's style of doing things after bereavement.
But now, she herself has not found out that her state of mind has been subtly changed by some things, she has at least realized one point, there are many shortcuts to revenge, but her heart to die is gradually weakening, she wants to see the truth, and she will not hesitate to give her life if she is forced to do so, but only in the case of necessity.
She was actually fascinated by the scenery on the road to revenge.
At noon, news came from Xifu that Miss Five's biological mother, Aunt Chen, was seriously injured and died. The cooking of the concubine's future affairs in the wealthy mansion is sloppy, although Aunt Chen gave birth to two sons and a daughter for Shen Hongcheng, and was favored by him for half his life, but it was also like a flower into the mud, and it fell silently.
The sacrificial field where the Shen family placed the concubine was far away from the official clan field, roughly on a barren hillside, and the name was not marked on the tomb, and I didn't even know which grave to cry about afterwards.
A strong man who was in charge of red and white things wrapped the man in a mat and carried it out through an inconspicuous door. Funeral on the same day, burial on the same day. Those who have children behind them are only allowed to take filial piety behind closed doors for one day, and in order to prevent bad luck, they must sound firecrackers to dispel the ghosts.