Chapter Ninety-Five: Another Mansion
"Why do you want to go out and set up another mansion?"
Ping Yao turned around and saw Yun Yi standing under the tree.
Ping Yao washed a cup: "Do you want to sit here and have a cup of tea?" The best West Lake Biluo Spring. β
Yun Yi sat down like a stream.
Ping Yao was about to pour out his pot of tea and make a new one.
Yun Yi stopped her: "You're welcome. Don't spoil these good teas. β
"What are you afraid of, there are."
Ping Yao smiled, but still poured out the tea in the purple clay pot. Refill with tea leaves and pour boiling water to brew.
Yun Yi didn't speak again.
When a guest comes, you have to change to a new tea reception.
It's the rule.
Since she met Ping Yao, Yun Yi had never seen her so well-behaved.
The mist is steaming with the aroma of tea.
Yun Yi took a cup of tea handed by Ping Yao and took a sip gently. The fragrance of tea is in the heart and spleen.
Ping Yao smiled and asked, "How is it?" β
"It's fragrant."
"The main thing is that the tea is good," Ping Yao poured himself a cup as well, "When it comes to drinking tea, I think of Shen Bishui." I hadn't drunk the tea she brewed, but I had heard of her reputation. That night, under the jasper pot, watching her make tea, her actions and behaviors were beautiful like works of art. I'd love to try her tea. β
Yun Yi put down the teacup: "This is a bit difficult. Shen Bishui now lives in the Song Mansion. β
Ping Yao asked in surprise: "Song Cong married her?!" β
Yun Yi shook his head: "The Song family is a hairpin family, how could it be possible to let Song Cong marry a civilian woman?" Shen Bishui only entered the Song Mansion, but he followed Song Cong without a name or a point. β
Ping Yao was anxious: "However, if it weren't for Shen Bishui when he was at the post station, Song Cong would have died a long time ago." β
Yun Yi is accustomed to it: "The grace of saving lives is forgotten in a blink of an eye, and in the end it can't withstand the bright future." β
"Even the Song family, which is full of loyal martyrs, can't it be exempt from vulgarity?"
Yun Yi raised his head and met Ping Yao's eyes.
She obviously knows more than anyone else that the present world is turbid, how can she be so naΓ―ve now?
Yun Yi shook his head lightly: "There is no one in this world who can escape the world. Even the old general Song gave up his childhood sweetheart and married the prime minister's daughter to sit in this position. β
Ping Yao bowed her head.
That day in the post station, Song Cong was in the rain of arrows in the sky, and his dark eyes were heavy and could not be dissolved. The affectionate look appeared in Ping Yao's eyes again.
"However, I believe that Song Cong will do it."
Yun Yi doesn't argue with a little girl about emotional issues.
He wisely chose to take a sip of tea and said lightly: "Maybe." β
Maybe Song Cong will be an outlier.
But even if Song Cong marries Shen Bishui, it has nothing to do with him.
Just seeing that Ping Yao was caught in the relationship between Song Cong and Shen Bishui, unable to extricate himself, Yun Yi stopped what he was about to say.
Ask later.
The matter of leaving the palace is Jiang Henghuan in charge.
On the day he left the palace, Jiang Henghuan came to the Suqing Palace early in the morning, and sat down at Yun Yi's dinner table.
Ping Yao added dishes and chopsticks to Jiang Henghuan: "Why did you come so early?" β
"I'm sincere." Jiang Henghuan unceremoniously picked up the chopsticks and ate them.
While eating, he took chopsticks and directed his subordinates to load their luggage onto the carriage.
"You can give me a closer look. Those are all the treasures of the prince of Da Zhou, do you know? It's more than 30 pairs of Su Yu's calligraphy and paintings. Broke it and cut off your heads! β
The people below were scolded, and they were honestly afraid, and they didn't make a sound at all when they carried things.
Ping Yao ate a shrimp bun and said to Jiang Henghuan with a smile: "Your trick is good." β
"you, who's the fox? Who is the Tiger? β
It sounds like a tongue twister.
Ping Yao smiled: "Naturally, His Royal Highness the Prince's luggage is a tiger. You're a fox. β
Jiang Henghuan lifted the table and stood up: "Bah, what are these goods?" I am the second prince of Dachang. β
Ping Yao looked at the suitcases: "There are several cities in there." β
Jiang Henghuan walked out of the Suqing Palace without looking back.
Ping Yao laughed in the back.
The Prince's Mansion is very close to Dachang Palace.
The luggage was loaded into the cart, leaving three wagons behind.
Yun Bi walked up to Ping Yao's side.
Ping Yao was made a concubine, and she had two palace maids around her to take care of her share.
Yunbi recommended herself and happily ran to be with Ping Yao.
There is also a vacancy.
The palace maid of the Suqing Palace stood silently in the courtyard, bowing her head. didn't want Ping Yao to pick them.
Obviously, at the beginning, they were all subordinates who served Yunyi.
How could it be Ping Yao's turn to serve?
The atmosphere was a little awkward for a while.
Only Ping Yao couldn't feel it. Human nature, what's so embarrassing?
No one stood up, and as soon as Ping Yao wanted to say no, Yun Bi was fine.
Anyway, when she came out of the Suqing Palace, she was not in Yunyi's mansion. It doesn't matter to her who takes care of her.
Before Ping Yao's words could be spoken, she saw a girl in the first row walking out of the crowd.
When Ping Yao saw the girl, she was stunned for a moment and looked at Yun Yi behind her.
It was the palace maid who stopped her in front of the Tai Hospital that day, Rui'er.
At that time, she felt sorry for Yun Yi and blamed her for her ruthless appearance, and Ping Yao still remembers it.
Now he is willing to come to her as a maid.
It is estimated that he doesn't want to stay in the Suqing Palace, and wants to follow them out of the palace so that he can continue to see Yunyi.
Ping Yao guessed Rui'er's thoughts, and nodded generously: "Okay." β
It's fun to help others, so why not, right? Ping Yao thinks she's quite kind.
Rui'er's heart is not on Ping Yao. And Yun Bi has a lively heart and often surrounds Ping Yao.
"Sister Ping, are you going to ride in a carriage with His Royal Highness the Prince? It's better to take one by yourself. Yun Bi pointed to the two carriages in front of the main road outside the palace.
Ping Yao glanced at it casually: "I'll take one by myself." β
On a hot day, the carriage was stuffy. Who wants two people to ride in a carriage.
Jiang Henghuan was outside, and when he heard this, he went up the steps and said to the courtyard: "Which stupid person asked the question?" So ignorant of the rules. β
"Are you Ping Yao's maid?"
Yun Bi nodded.
"No wonder," Jiang Henghuan looked at Ping Yao mockingly, "what kind of master is there, what kind of maid there is." β
Ping Yao ignored him, as if talking to himself: "My subordinates are defeated, and they are embarrassed to talk about me." β
Jiang Henghuan chose to automatically block Ping Yao's words.
turned his head to teach the bullying little palace maid Yunbi a lesson.
"You stupid minion. Ping Yao is the concubine of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. Although you are her maid, the biggest master is His Royal Highness the Prince. How can you ask her if she wants to ride in a carriage? You should ask His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. β
Jiang Henghuan looked at Yun Yi triumphantly.
How about it, be righteous, and support you.
Yun Yi smiled: "The second prince doesn't know, all my affairs are up to Ping Yao." β
Jiang Henghuan couldn't lift it in one breath, and coughed violently.
Ping Yao turned his head and glanced at Yun Yi behind him.
The smile on the corner of her mouth is still the same, but her eyes are clear and rational. There is not a trace of fluctuation.
This girl is really free and easy. (To be continued.) )