Chapter 404: Staying in the East Palace
In the East Palace, because of the absence of the crown prince, it suddenly quieted down, and even the flowers in the garden looked a little listless under the bright sun.
Cheng Tong stared at Cheng Wei's post of coming to the palace to ask for a meeting, and the word "Xuanwei" made her look a little piercing.
Xuanweiββ
It's really nice to be able to hide in the Xuanqing Temple and avoid these nonsense things.
She felt that she was becoming more and more jealous of Cheng Wei, and sometimes she couldn't help but think, if Cheng Wei was still in the Bofu, would it not be her who was in the palace cage now?
Cheng Tong understands that if Cheng Wei is still the third girl in Huairenbo's Mansion, then the person who enters the palace must not be her.
Even if it is the crown prince Liangdi, she is not a concubine.
The palace maid next to her asked cautiously: "Master, the waiter who handed over the post is still waiting for a reply, do you see or don't see Xuanwei Daoist?" β
Cheng Tong came back to his senses, glanced at the palace maid, and said lightly: "See." Tell me to go down and prepare refreshments and use them when the Xuanwei Dao Elder comes. β
Speaking of this, he paused: "By the way, Daoist Xuanwei likes to eat jujube cakes without adding jujubes." β
"Yes."
The palace maid retreated, leaving Cheng Tong to sit in the empty hall and sighed.
What about jealousy? In the final analysis, Cheng Wei was able to enter Xuanqingguan by virtue of her own ability, and she had nothing else but the identity of a girl from Huairenbo's Mansion, who could she complain about being slaughtered by others?
Anger and complaining will only make her more unbearable and wolfish!
Cheng Tong stood up, slowly walked to the vanity mirror, sat down and picked up the conch, and carefully traced his eyebrows.
Even if you see people, you must always dress up and be spiritual.
So when Cheng Wei saw Cheng Tong, the former sister-in-law, and now the prince Liangdi, was a radiant appearance.
No, who is Cheng Wei, a Fu doctor, observing people's physical condition from the face is a basic skill, she only glanced at it, and knew that Cheng Tong's radiant appearance was just a mask.
"Third sister. Please sit inside. Cheng Tong took Cheng Wei into the room, and the two sat on the low couch together.
"The third sister is here to see Brother Yu, right?"
"Come and see Brother Yu, and come to see you."
Cheng Tong was stunned for a moment, and then sneered: "What do I have to look at." The left is just like this. β
After speaking, she instructed the palace maid: "Go and ask the nurse to bring the little emperor and grandson." β
After a while, Rong Xuan was carried in, and Cheng Tong took it from the nurse's hand and showed it to Cheng Wei.
Xiao Rongxuan is about to turn one year old, and his eyebrows and eyes have grown. is very similar to Cheng Ya, white and clean with a high nose bridge, and she looks solemn and magnificent, but unfortunately there is saliva at the corners of her mouth all the time, and her eyes are straight.
At this age, the difference between the little emperor and other babies is gradually obvious.
Cheng Tong took a soft handkerchief to wipe the corners of Rong Xuan's mouth, Rong Xuan was unconscious, but stretched out his little hand to hold Cheng Tong's fingers.
Cheng Tong's eyebrows softened, and he smiled at Cheng: "I haven't reacted before." Now he knows that he grabbed my fingers, so it can be seen that he didn't hurt him in vain, and he knows that I am his aunt. β
She entered the palace for some days, but the prince stayed in her house for the first three days, tossing her miserable, and never came again.
She knew that this was no favor.
What the prince likes seems to be tall and bright beauties, such as Sun Liangdi, the oldest person. This time I went to Qingliang Mountain to escape the summer, and the prince brought Sun Liangdi. There is also a good lady who entered the palace after the Double Ninth Festival last year.
Cheng Tong didn't really care.
Anyway, the prince doesn't like her, doesn't she hide others in her heart?
As long as you take good care of Brother Yu, stand in this East Palace, and live a peaceful life.
Once a person has a heart for someone or something. Regardless of the initial motivation, gradually become emotionally engaged. Cheng Tong has a little sincerity towards the stupid Brother Yu at the moment.
Sincerely, Cheng Wei can tell it.
She really didn't expect that Cheng Tong, who was younger than her, really loved Brother Yu'er, and didn't even dislike his stupidity.
Cheng Wei never hesitated to express his feelings, even when he grabbed Cheng Tong's hand. Said earnestly: "Cheng Tong, thank you very much." β
Cheng Tong withdrew his hand and snorted coldly: "What, do you think Brother Yu is closer to you than to me?" So Baba thanked me? β
"No, I think that even if it is me in the palace, I am afraid that the care of Brother Yu is not as thoughtful as yours."
Cheng Tong glanced at her: "I won't say good things, so don't say it." β
Cheng smiled slightly, coaxed Brother Yu for a while, cleaned his hands, and ate the refreshments brought by the palace maid.
The neatly stacked jujube cakes on the white jade plate made her stunned, and she couldn't help but look at Cheng Tong.
"The jujube cake in the palace is better than in the house." Cheng Tong was a little awkward.
She didn't take care of Cheng Wei's taste, but she just saw her enter the palace, so that she could see that even if she was in the palace now, she could still live well.
"It's really better than the cooks in Huairenbo's house." Cheng Wei took a small bite of the jujube cake, drank tea again, and half a day passed.
Cheng Tong glanced at her out of the corner of his eye and reminded: "It seems that it is not early." β
Is this person still waiting for her to take care of dinner?
Cheng Wei looked out the window and looked surprised: "I didn't expect it to pass so quickly, it's really not early." β
Cheng Tong took the tea and was about to send off the guests, Cheng smiled and said, "Since it's so late, why don't I stay, just accompany you." β
Belch?
Cheng Tong held the teacup in his hand and looked at Cheng Wei with a ghostly expression.
When did she and Cheng Wei have a good relationship so good that they could sleep together? How did she not know?
Cheng Wei felt that this might be providence.
Although she regretted Cheng Tong's entry into the palace, it was precisely because Cheng Tong was in the East Palace that she could find an excuse to stay overnight. You must know that if you want to summon Cheng Ya's soul, you must choose it in the middle of the night.
"I'm not used to sleeping with other people." Cheng Tong pinched the pastel tea Gu.
"I'll get used to it." Cheng Wei licked his face and said.
Cheng Tong was dumbfounded.
How did Cheng Wei say such a hooligan?
What does it mean to sleep and get used to it, she, she won't have any special fetishes, right?
Seeing Cheng Tong's vigilant face, Cheng Wei sighed: "Actually, I miss my big sister, and I want to burn paper and put a few pillars of incense on her wherever she goes." β
Cheng Tong was shocked: "This is not allowed in the palace!" β
"I know, but the old people say that if you want to send paper money to your deceased relative, it is best to send paper money to her grave or in the place where she died. The eldest sister was buried in the imperial mausoleum, and I didn't have a chance to go, because I didn't see the last side of the eldest sister when I left, and I didn't even have a place to worship in the future, so I felt very uncomfortable. β
Hearing Cheng Wei say this, Cheng Tong was relieved.
She said that it was just an excuse to want to sleep with her or something.
This realization inexplicably made Cheng Tong a little unhappy.
Hmph, she's not uncommon.
"Fourth sister, you can help me once." Cheng Wei pulled Cheng Tong's sleeves.
After hesitating for a while, Cheng Tong reluctantly nodded: "Okay, but you have to be careful, you can't let others find out." First of all, I don't want to accompany you. β
That's it, while the prince is away, she will be a good person for once. (To be continued.) )