Chapter Twenty-Eight: Princess Changping

The men mingled on the terrace, and the women watched through the screen in the building. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info

Here are the families who sit here, and the second young master Zhuo Yiyu and the third young master Zhuo Yicheng were led to the terrace wine table by another small man. The wine table is placed along the marble, and the two rows of tables are neatly placed opposite each other. At the end is a large bookcase in the center. After the book case is a Tan Qinghu.

Zhuo Yihan and the others were led by the guys to the building on the front of the second floor.

There was a wall between the compartments, but there was no wall to the place where the man lived below, only a large screen. There is also a distance of about one zhang between the screen and the railing, which is used as a passageway.

Zhuo Yihan led everyone to sit in the screen, the two maidservants stood on the left and right of the screen, just blocking the gap to come in, and the maid on the left took the charcoal fire handed in by the servant, put it in the center of the room, and gently dialed it with iron tongs.

Zhuo Yihan sat at the table and gently removed the veil. Zhuo Yirou and a few others also took it down.

The maidservant brought tea and snacks.

Zhuo Yijia picked up the purple sand teapot on the table, poured a cup of water, and handed it to Zhuo Yihan.

"We're closer here, and we're on a high place, so we can see clearly and no one else notices. Zhuo Yihan took the tea and whispered with his head sideways. Obviously, it was the first time Zhuo Yijia came here to introduce her.

"It's a good place. Zhuo Yihan nodded, and took a sip of the tea that Hongshan had poured after he got up.

"Now it's the sons and buddies in the audience who are learning by themselves, and there will be Mr. Xue Xue coming later, and asking questions. Every year Mr. Snow is different, but since the past few years, Mr. Snow has been held by the Taishi. Zhuo Yihan said carefully.

Now the Southern Shang Dynasty has not established the prince of the East Palace, but it has already set the prince and the prince.

Zhuo Yijia looked out hazy through the screen and nodded.

There was no speech in the room, and there was silence.

"Sister, I'll go out and have a look. Zhuo Yirou stood up and gave a salute to Zhuo Yihan.

The elders in the family are not there, and everything is taken care of by the eldest sister Zhuo Yihan.

Zhuo Yihan nodded, "Go out and bring a veil, don't stay too long." ”

Zhuo Yirou responded and withdrew from the screen with the maid.

There was a commotion outside.

"The courtiers have seen Princess Changping, and the princess is blessed with Jin'an. Zhuo Yirou's voice came from outside the house.

Zhuo Yihan raised his head slightly when he heard the sound, then his eyelids drooped, and he didn't speak quietly. When the other girls in the house saw this, they didn't make a sound.

"It's Yirou, get up, what kind of salute do you and I do. With a smile, Princess Changping stepped forward and helped Zhuo Yirou, and Zhuo Yirou got up.

Listening to a soft girl from the aisle outside, Zhuo Yijia looked at the screen as calm as water, but the brocade in her hand couldn't help but clench.

"I was just talking about going outside, and I ran into the princess, but it was a coincidence. Zhuo Yirou smiled and said affectionately.

"You go around, come back to me and sit down, I haven't seen you for a few days, let's talk about it. Princess Changping said softly, making people feel dignified and elegant, unconsciously close.

"Yes. It's coming. For the kindness of Princess Zhao Yingxue of Changping, Zhuo Yirou couldn't help but be a little happy. Even the sound is very happy.

Princess Changping nodded, and walked to her own compartment.

Some of the ladies in the compartment also came out to salute like Zhao Yingxue when they heard the words. It was still early in the morning, some of them didn't come, and they couldn't see the people in the screen when they were standing in the passageway. Some of the troublesome people didn't come out to salute.

The seats here are extremely exquisite, the Zhuo family is next door to the Sun family, these two are the top two families in the Southern Shang Dynasty, and then go to the Sun family, it is the palace compartment.

When Emperor Ming Xian was still a prince, he had a side concubine and gave birth to two sons and a daughter. He later passed away. After ascending the throne, he has not married a concubine until now, and naturally no heirs have come out. The only daughter is Zhao Yingxue, the princess of Changping outside.

Zhao Yingxue had already walked outside the screen of Zhuo's house, and Zhuo Yihan was still sitting on the stool, holding his cheeks with his hands, not knowing what he was thinking, and there was no sound.

Looking at the hazy sound and shadow of walking past outside the embroidery screen, Zhuo Yijia's hand unconsciously tightened.

Suddenly, a snow-white soft apple touched Zhuo Yijia's hand holding the handkerchief.

"Are you afraid?" Zhuo Yihan looked sideways at Zhuo Yijia, his eyes were as gentle as water.

Zhuo Yijia came back to his senses, turned his head to look at Zhuo Yihan, and did not speak. The movement of the hand slowed down.

Zhuo Yihan spread out Zhuo Yijia's hand, I don't know when Zhuo Yijia's hand oozed a layer of fine sweat, Zhuo Yihan took out the handkerchief in his hand and gently wiped Zhuo Yijia's palm.

"It's okay, we're all here. What is there to be afraid of. Zhuo Yihan soothed while rubbing.

This kid hasn't even been out of the door for so many years, and now when he comes out, he must be frightened when he sees the noble princess in the palace.

"It's me who lost my temper. Zhuo Yijia quietly watched Zhuo Yihan wipe his hands, and his voice was a little dark. Didn't say much else. She was afraid that she would not be able to control her emotions as soon as she said it.

Except when her father died? When was she Zhao Jingshu afraid? It's just that hatred enveloped her emotions, so she couldn't control her gaffe.

"Cut, isn't it that no one is afraid of ignoring anyone? I haven't seen you afraid of the humiliation of the second sister, it turns out that the big ice cube will also be afraid. Zhuo Yiyun on the side was holding a piece of dim sum and talking sarcastically.

Zhuo Yihan glanced up at Zhuo Yiyun, and when he saw Zhuo Yihan's eyes, Zhuo Yiyun flattened his mouth and stopped talking.

"Yingxue, the persimmon cake you sent me last time was really good. A woman laughed next door, calling Princess Changping's name.

"You like it, I'll bring it to you next time. Princess Zhao Yingxue's voice sounded softly.

"Don't say anything else, Yingxue, your virtuous and gentle, among the women I have seen, there is no one who can compare to you. ”

"It's sweet in your mouth. ”

After that, there was a low laugh next door.

It was Sun Yuruo, the second lady of the Sun family, who spoke. is a friend of Jinlan with Princess Changping, closer than ordinary people. Zhuo Yihan leaned closer to Zhuo Yijia and explained softly.

Zhuo Yijia's eyelids drooped, nodded, and did not answer.

Of course she knew whose voice it was. It's also a familiar person. She also said to her gently: "Sister Jingshu, you are the best-looking and most virtuous woman I have ever seen!"

At that time, Zhao Jingshu lightly pointed at the tip of her nose and said with a smile, "Your little mouth is the sweetest." ”

Oh, she used to like her sweet and cute nature.

It turned out that she was not Zhao Jingshu, but a princess.

Thinking about it, there was a commotion in the field. The originally quiet women's room also began to chatter.

"Here, the second prince, they're here!"

"Which one?"

"The one in the crescent-colored robe. ”

"He didn't come last year, did he?"

"I came last year, but you didn't. ”

"The fifth prince is followed by that one!"

"The famous Jade Son of Kyoto!"

"Hey, really, the world is unique!"

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