Chapter 2 The palace gate waits
Guo's heart moved, and he stepped forward to support his mother-in-law: "Mother, let's go." Pen Γ fun Γ Pavilion www. ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ γ ο½ο½ο½ο½β
Mrs. Jin didn't think about pushing her away: "The master and your husband can't see it, how can you see it?" β
Guo's face darkened: "Daughter-in-law is worried about your body, who knows when that Jingtian will leave the palace?" β
Mrs. Jin said impatiently: "With his identity, he can't stay in the palace for more than an hour." β
Guo had nothing to say.
Master Jin stopped her: "I'll go with Cheng'er, you wait at home." β
Mrs. Jin raised her head and glared: "Aren't you not sure about it?" β
Lord Xiaojin also stepped forward and persuaded: "Although she is a daughter, she is an official of the court after all. My father and I always have an excuse to see her, my mother is Mrs. Fate, how can there be a manager who observes her from close range? β
"Yes, yes, she is not a lady of the back house, there is no reason to have close contact with you, but our grandfather and son can use the convenience of the officials to chat with her. You can rest easy at home. I'll be back to you as soon as I have news. β
Mrs. Kim hesitated.
Guo Shi persuaded again: "Mother, if she is really not, she may not be willing to see you..."
β... Well, you guys hurry up, go quickly. β
The two were kicked out of the room.
Mrs. Jin sat on the cool floor under the window in a daze, staring at the moon flowers and trees outside the window.
Guo Shi carefully sat on the side and accompanied, and he was also a little distracted.
The room full of maids held their breath and did not dare to make a sound.
Third Miss, oh, Third Aunt, Jin Xi'er, is a piece of meat that was dug up from Mrs. Jin's heart, and she is not allowed to mention it.
"You say," Mrs. Jin suddenly said, "Is it Xi'er?" β
Guo Shi hurriedly came back to his senses: "Daughter-in-law... Ignorance. β
Mrs. Jin stopped talking, and said quietly for a long time: "This month, the seasonal flowers are so luxuriant..."
Outside the window, there are three seasonal flower trees, one bright red, one pure white, and one tender yellow. The branches are luxuriant, about to grow to the roof, the flowers with the big mouth of the bowl, the petals are stacked, and the fragrance is overflowing, suppressing the branches, and the beauty is warm and fragrant.
A thought flashed through Guo's mind inexplicably: it was all covered by the light, and it should have been cut a long time ago.
"yes, it's beautiful."
This is Jin Xi'er's favorite flower.
Lord Jin and Lord Jin got on the horse and quickly came to the vicinity of the palace gate, dismounted and straightened his coat and hat, suppressed his beating heart, and walked calmly to the palace gate. Ask the familiar guard: "That Wei Jingtian, did you come out?" β
The guard smiled and shook his head: "Not yet." Why did Lord Kim come to inquire about this? β
Lord Xiaojin was stunned: "Who else?" β
The guard gestured to the side not far away.
The father and son looked along and saw a handsome figure standing not far away, looking at the Tianzhi Gate where the foreign ministers must pass in and out.
Lord Jin suddenly sank his face and snorted coldly.
Lord Xiaojin sighed: "Dad, I'll go say hello." β
"Say hello!"
The mellow and delicate Lord Jin can only control his uncontrollable anger when he faces this person.
"Dad, he didn't want to do it back then."
"I don't want to see him."
"I just asked in the past, and he must have found out when he went to court..."
"Hmph."
Lord Xiaojin walked towards the man who was also dressed in court clothes and had not changed.
The man looks like he is in his early twenties, Yan is like jade, beautiful and picturesque, a pair of starry eyes are staring at the palace gate, and his eyelids don't blink for a long time, obviously wandering.
"Han Shizi, are you-"
Han Qian, the prince of Yanping Hou, suddenly reached out and grabbed Lord Xiaojin's hand, and his eyes burst into infinite light: "Brother Cheng, it's Xi'er, it's Xi'er who is back." You saw it, you saw it, right? Right? She's Xi'er! She's Xi'er! β
Lord Xiaojin felt a pain in the back of his hand, and patted Han Qian's hand: "Let go, let go, pay attention to the body in front of Tianzhi Gate." β
Han Qian let go of his hand and took a deep breath: "Brother Cheng, I'm rude. She's Xi'er, isn't she? β
Jin Cheng was displeased, and said secretly, if you want to say who is more familiar with Xi'er, compared with my brother, of course, you are familiar with your childhood sweetheart and later shared the same bed. Are you not even sure?
"My father and I are here to wait for the sky."
Han Qian was stunned and lowered his head.
"You haven't returned home yet?"
Han Qian shook his head and looked at the palace gate again, his face full of confusion: "I'll wait for her." β
"Hmph," Jin Cheng laughed, "I'm not afraid that your two ladies will not be happy to hear it?" I'm angry and ignore you. β
"Brother Cheng, don't laugh at me." Han Qian smiled bitterly: "Back then, I didn't want to-"
"Yo yo, people just can't help but chatter. Han Shizi, well, your wife came to pick you up, but I don't know which one. β
Jin Cheng raised his chin coldly to the other side, Han Qian looked over, the blue-topped carriage with the Han family crest stopped on the side of the avenue, and saw a green-clothed maid jumping down, putting a stool on the stool to support a pair of thin white hands.
Jin Cheng sneered: "Han Shizi is so beautiful, Mrs. Zun cares about you a lot." β
After speaking, he brushed his sleeves and left.
"Brother Cheng, Brother Chengβ"
Jin Cheng returned to Lord Jin with a belly full of anger.
Lord Jin stared at the palace gate without squinting: "Let you go, just be angry." β
Jin Cheng snorted: "It's time to come out." β
"It's time to come out, the emperor shouldn't have anything special to say to her." Lord Jin's face suddenly turned grim: "You say, will the emperor recognize her, and then ask about the years of it?" β
Jin Cheng was stunned: "Probably not, we are not very sure." The emperor only met Xi'er once, and only asked one sentence, and the nobles forgot how much they were. β
Lord Jin turned white in a hurry: "However, if she is really ββ, and don't say whether the emperor can recognize her, if she doesn't explain it today, he will be exposed by others in the future-what should I do?" β
Isn't the crime of bullying the emperor to hand a knife to kill someone?
"What should I do?"
Jin Cheng was about to panic, and turned his head to look at Han Qian, but saw that he was supporting his daughter, who was more delicate than flowers, which was really an eyesore. If this kid dies right away...
Master Jin panicked: "Then should we look for her?" Will it cause her trouble? β
Jin Cheng also panicked, gritted his teeth and said, "Dad, we are already here, and we asked the guards about Jing Jingtian..."
At this time, it is too late to cover up.
"Well, wait until someone asks, and then think of countermeasures."
This time, we must protect Xi'er.
It seemed like a long time, and then it seemed like a moment.
There were footsteps and faint laughter from inside the palace gate.
Lord Jin and Lord Jin hurriedly ran forward, and on the other side, Han Qian's heart beat faster, shook off the woman's little hand holding him, and also ran over.
The delicate woman with a slap face like a lotus in the water was stunned for a moment, and her eyes suddenly swelled with water, but unfortunately the man had run away and no one was watching.
The woman bit her lip and wanted to follow, but when she saw the guards standing straight at the palace gate, as well as Lord Jin's father and son, she bit her red lip again and stopped in place. The thin white neck struggled to stretch forward.
I saw three people walking side by side from the palace gate. Strangely, on either side were a woman dressed in red and green, and in the middle was wearing a scarlet military attache robe with a silverfish bag around her waist. Tall and beautiful, she smiled slightly and said something to the woman next to her with a smile on her face.
Beautiful eyebrows, bright eyes, handsome nose, light red lips, not stunning, but there is a kind of flamboyant and restrained contradictory beauty.
This look...