Although his Marfa and Prince Yu are confidants and friends, after all, there is a difference between the monarch and the minister, and Zhu Ji did not dare to rely on his identity, so he got up early the next morning.

The things in the room were all sorted out by the head of Qi yesterday, and two maids were also assigned for the bamboo basket to send, called cutting spring and dyeing autumn. Hearing that Prince Yu had already gotten up, Zhu Zhen thought that since he was in someone's house, he naturally wanted to go to ask for peace, but the door had not yet come out, but there was a maid outside and said: "Zhu Zhen girl can be in the house, our family Fujin has come to see the girl." ”

This is terrible, Prince Yu Fujin personally came to the door to condole, and Zhu Ji hurriedly went out of the house to greet him. The woman under the stairs, with faint eyebrows and autumn water, does not look like a Manchu woman, but looks like a Jiangnan woman who walked out of the ink painting. Somehow, Zhu Zhen felt as if he had seen her somewhere.

Zhu Zhen hurriedly walked down the steps, and Fu said: "The slave and maid ask Fu Jin for peace, but I don't have time to greet him, and I hope that Fu Jin will forgive his sins." ”

The Siluk clan didn't care much, gently helped the bamboo basket up, and said: "After you are an old friend of the prince, what kind of slave and maid are not slaves, even the prince called 'uncle', how did you come to me and become 'Fujin'?" Although Zhu Zhen looked at her as disgusted, her words were soft and gentle.

Shyly smiled, Zhu Zhen said softly: "If Fu Jin doesn't dislike it, Zhu Zhen will boldly call 'aunt'." ”

Seeing that the bamboo basket was not twisted, Xiluk liked it in his heart, and responded to the bamboo basket, with a smile on his face, took the bamboo basket's hand and patted it, and said, "Let's go into the house and talk." ”

Zhu Zhen smiled and nodded, and followed the Siruk clan into his room.

Siruk is very easy to get along with, Zhu Ji saw that her eyes were faintly a little swollen, thinking about it, it was this Fujin who cried in Prince Yu's house yesterday. Although the two have only been together for a long time, Siluk is easy-going, friendly, gentle and gentle, so that Zhu Ji doesn't like it, and he can't help but sigh for her.

Dye Qiu entered the house, greeted the Siluk clan, and inserted the newly folded branches of Yueji into the colored porcelain vase on the table.

Zhu Zhen looked at the look of affection in Siluk's eyes, and said, "What kind of flowers does Aunt Fu like?" Talk to Zhen'er, and Jin'er also broke a few branches and sent a bottle to the aunt's house. ”

Siluk smiled and said, "When I was young, I liked cold plums, and I often painted some plums and snow, but now that I am older, it is gradually fading." ”

Zhu Zhen smiled: "Where is the time to cherish flowers and love flowers?" Now the plum blossoms are not visible, and at the end of the year, Ji'er must break a few branches with his own hands to honor his aunt. ”

After talking again, the topic turned to Prince Yu, and he said on the side: "Miss Fang Cai Zhuzhen wanted to go to the prince to ask for peace, but it happened that Fujin came." ”

Siluk nodded with satisfaction, praised the bamboo basket for being sensible, and said that when he came out, he carried the bamboo basket to the main house.

Prince Yu was awake, his complexion was a little better than yesterday, and the three of them gossiped for a while, and then it was time for lunch.

Prince Yu is not in good health and can't get out of bed, so he asks someone to serve him and lean on the bed to eat a few bites. Today, the Siluk clan was supposed to serve Prince Yu with a meal, but he asked the bamboo basket to take it down, and listened to the bamboo basket's proposal, set up a small table, and the Siluk clan sat aside to eat with Prince Yu.

Prince Yu was in a good mood, and he used it more than usual, but even so, it was only half a bowl, and Rao was like this, and Siluk was also very satisfied. After serving Prince Yu to rinse his mouth and clean his hands, Siluk beckoned the bamboo basket to sit beside him and accompany him to use some of it. Although she shouted "uncle" and "aunt", but in the end, the identity was different, and Zhu Zhen did not dare to rashly share the table with her. During this meal, Prince Yu and Fujin were always smiling.

I went back to the house in the afternoon, and after the lunch break, Zhu Zhen had nothing to do, chatted with Dye Qiu, and asked casually: "Does the prince like sunflowers very much?" I see a lot of plants in the garden. ”

Dye Qiu said: "Back to the girl, the prince planted these sunflowers because Fujin likes them." ”

Over there, Jian Chun put away the clothes, walked over and said: "The girl doesn't know, in the name of Fujin's boudoir, there is a word 'Kwai ', so the prince often plants a few sunflowers in the garden, and the days are long, and it has the current scale." ”

I see, Zhu Zhen nodded his head, this is not an uncommon thing, it seems that Prince Yu and Fujin are still very affectionate.

In the evening, Babel found the house of the bamboo basket, and the two of them quietly retreated.

Babel said: "I just came from the second uncle, and the second uncle's expression is much better, it seems that I left you right." Between the eyebrows, it has calmed down a lot.

Zhu Zhen poured him tea and said, "That's fine, it's just ......"

"How?" Seeing Zhu Zhen, Babeile frowned and said, "If you have anything to say, you can say it directly, there is no one else here." ”

Zhu Zhen paused and said: "Slave and maid, there seems to be something in the prince's heart, so he is lazy, if he doesn't solve the knot, although there is an improvement at this time, I am afraid that the condition will recur." ”

Hearing this, Babel calmed down for a while before he said in a deep voice: "It's not that I don't notice it, it's just that the second uncle is very thoughtful and never wants to say anything to anyone." On weekdays, you see that the second uncle is kind and kind, but his temper is also very bad, he refuses to say, and no one can persuade him. ”

Hearing this, Zhu Zhen sighed and stopped talking, this Prince Yu is really amazing. If a person has no will to survive, then he is a Daluo Immortal, how long can he be saved?

Seeing that Zhu Zhen frowned and calmed down, Babeile looked at her carefully for a while, got up and patted her shoulder, and said, "Don't worry about it, there will always be a way, and it is rare for you to have this heart." ”

Zhu Zhen looked up at Babel, bit his lower lip, blinked twice, lowered his eyes, did not shake his head, and did not nod.

Prince Yu's body seemed to be getting better day by day, and on this day, he was carried to the courtyard to bask in the sun and enjoy the flowers. The bamboo basket accompanied him, occasionally tucking him into a blanket.

The courtyard was very quiet, and the people who had sent Prince Yu to wait outside. Prince Yu said softly: "Girl, although Uncle is sick, this eye is fine, a few days ago, although Yinxi often ran here, but these days, he has become more and more diligent." Uncle knows in his heart that he is afraid that he is thinking about you! ”

Zhu Zhen smiled lightly: "What is Uncle Fu making fun of Zhen'er?" Babel is worried about his uncle's body, which one can't see it? When he was in the palace before, Lord Belle was anxious every day, but if he couldn't fake it, what did it have to do with Ji'er? ”

Fuquan shook his head with a smile and said, "You girl, you don't know people's hearts, even your aunt has seen the clues, but you don't know half of it?" ”

Zhu Zhen served Prince Yu and drank a sip of warm water, and said, "Aunt Fu has never seen it a few times, how can you see it?" Look at Zhen'er, it was Uncle Fu who was so bored that he was panicking, so he was looking for fun on Ji'er. If Uncle is bored, get better quickly, and Ji'er will accompany you to walk on the street! ”

Prince Yu smiled and said, "If your body is not good, where can you still get out of this mansion?" I often think about the plum blossoms in the palace, and I haven't seen them for a long time. ”

"Plum blossoms?" Zhu Zhen "giggled" and laughed, "If you say that the plum blossoms in the palace are the best blooms in the good lord**, and when the year comes, the bamboo basket will fold a few branches, and ask the eighth master to send it to Uncle Fu to take a look?" ”

Fuquan was a little silent, and it was only when the topic of Zhu Ji had passed that he heard him sigh suppressedly, "um", and did not speak again.

Seeing that Prince Yu seemed to be less interested, Zhu Zheng said: "It's been a long time since I came out, so I'll call someone to serve my uncle and go back to the house." ”

To the surprise of Zhu Zong, Fuquan asked, "Ji'er is sixteen this year." ”

Zhu Zhen nodded and said, "Uncle Fu remembers it accurately, Zhen'er is sixteen this year." ”

"It's also a big girl, Zhen'er, Uncle begs you something." Fuquan's expression became solemn.

Zhu Ji hurriedly said, "Uncle, what are you talking about?" What do you have to do, just tell Ji'er, Ji'er is a junior, how can you afford this word 'ask'? ”

"Zhen'er, Yinxi, this kid, I have watched him grow up since I was a child, since the emperor sent him an errand, he has been devoted to state affairs, and I have never seen him care about anyone. Now seeing him like this, no matter how careless the uncle is, he can see that it is unusual. If you say that the two of you are also a good match, it's just that Yinxi has already married Gege of Guo Luoluo's family, if you marry in the past, you will be wronged a little. But Uncle has been getting along with you these days, and he can see that you, a child, are not the ones who care about these individuals. Yinxi's hard work over the years, Uncle saw it in his eyes and hurt in his heart, and now, he couldn't take care of him for a few days, so he wanted to find someone who was kind to him to accompany him. Girl, do you understand what Uncle said? Fu Quan spoke very smoothly, and his voice was extremely soft, but he hadn't said so many words for a long time, and after taking a breath, his breath was a little panting after all, but his eyes were unusually bright, and he looked at the bamboo basket fixedly.

Zhu Ji wanted to pretend to be stupid again, but in front of such straightforward words, he couldn't pretend to be a little angry, and whispered: "Uncle Fu is wrong to love, Uncle is not an outsider, Uncle Zhen'er doesn't want to hide from Uncle Fu, when Ji'er entered the palace, he only wanted to be able to go out of the palace peacefully, go home and live a stable life with Mafa, Amma, and Eniang, and marry people, and should not be reconsidered." ”

Hearing this, Prince Yu was a little surprised, and he said: "'Should you not reconsider'? What do you mean by this? If you don't want to get married, your family will depend on you? ”

Although Zhu Zhen was a little weak-hearted, she nodded, her situation after leaving the palace had been analyzed clearly, what she had to do at that time was to convince Zhu Zhen's family, if she couldn't be convinced, then she had to roll up the silver and escape, she couldn't accept this kind of thing.

Seeing this, Prince Yu's heart was a little messy, and things were a little beyond his imagination, after all, in this era, even if he was enlightened, he didn't agree with the saying that women don't marry. After a while, he said: "Yinxi, this child, should be worthy of you." ”

Zhu Zhen said softly: "Uncle Fu is serious, Babeile is a prince and a dragon, it should be that Zhen'er is not worthy." Uncle Fu's temperament is also clear to Uncle Fu, and I am afraid that he will follow Marfa's temperament and just seek to be at ease. ”

After that day, Prince Yu has been depressed, which made Zhu Zhen feel a little guilty in his heart, but he didn't want to take his life into it, he was not a saint after all. So every day, I just tried my best to make Prince Yu happy, but with little success. The Siluk clan didn't know what was going on between Prince Yu and Zhu Zong, and only looked at Zhu Zong's words and deeds these days, and his heart became more and more fond and distressed.