(920) Hesitation
Seeing that the gate of the Yeyue Courtyard was still locked, and it was impossible for the imperial brother to be inside, the princess Wang Qing thought for a moment, and did not plan to leave immediately, but instructed the female officials around her to look around the periphery of the Yeyue Courtyard.
Concubine De is really ...... It's too worrying, the imperial brother can only find Shangguan Fei to go out for a walk at this time, isn't this a little sad and helpless? Wang Qing was thinking so in her heart, and when she reached the corner of the left hand on the periphery of Yeyue Courtyard, she saw three backs sitting in a row dozens of feet away.
Wang Qing recognized it at a glance, and the somewhat thin back sitting in the middle was her second brother, the second prince Wang Hong.
Whether it is a familiar person or not, you can get it by looking at the back. Facing the row of heads in Huayang Palace before, Wang Qing only felt dizzy, but now facing the three people sitting with their backs to this side dozens of feet away, after she recognized her second brother Wang Hong for the first time, she immediately recognized that it was about Shangguan Fei on the left, and the one on the right was Jia Zhong, the chief eunuch of Huayang Palace.
Seeing that these two people accompanied the second prince on the trip, Wang Qing was worried, and ordered all the palace maids to stay in place, only taking her confidant female official with her, and walking towards the three people sitting side by side in the distance.
The second prince, Wang Hong, sat upright on the small horse, with his shoulders flat and his back straight, as if he was not sitting on a rough horse, but a throne that shocked the vastness of the country, shouldered the heavy responsibility of the people, and symbolized the supreme power.
In fact, this kind of sitting posture is a compulsory course in the study of every prince and nobleman, standing, sitting, speaking, and walking are all knowledge, all of which need to show the momentum after becoming famous. But he's fishing now, is it so solemn? Fishing in this way is much harder than going directly into the water and fishing with a net, which obviously deviates from the original purpose of fishing and leisure!
When Wang Qing walked to a distance of about ten steps from his second brother Wang Hong, he looked at this younger brother of the prince who was used to doing this, but in fact his heart was quite soft. I can't help but make a few jokes in my heart.
Looking at the two followers beside him, Shangguan Fei, the flag leader who was born in martial arts, shrank his back slightly, obviously losing the upright posture he usually had when he stood at the door. On the other side, the chief eunuch of Huayang Palace was even more out of honor. Lift one leg up and elbow the elbow. The palms of the hands support half of the face, and the back is hunched like a shrimp.
Even if you don't look at the face, you can see from this back that this little eunuch in Huayang Palace should be full of depression at this time.
Wang Hong sat between the two, and the solemn and solemn sitting posture clearly distinguished his special identity. In fact, he didn't make much of a gesture, and this sitting posture was learned and maintained for several years when he was a child, and he had already integrated into his soul. The so-called one's temperament is obtained in this way, and it can be naturally leaked without restraint.
But when Wang Qing was about to call the emperor's brother, she heard the emperor's brother suddenly sigh. The sigh was obviously very deep, and she could hear it so clearly from a few paces away. Obviously, the imperial brother has accumulated a lot of depression for some things in the past few days, Wang Qing's eyes moved slightly, and he slowly stopped.
The three people sitting there really started talking.
The first to open his voice was Jia Zhong, the chief eunuch on the right, who heard the deep sigh of the second prince. Immediately put down his upturned legs, sat upright, and then turned his face sideways and asked in a respectful voice, "Your Highness." But tired? Why don't you be a servant and go back to your dormitory. β
Shangguan Fei, the flag leader on the left, also straightened his back, and then echoed: "This outside is empty on all sides, just a wisp of wind, it is not as warm as in Huayang Palace." Your Highness has been out for a long time, and it's time to go back. β
"If you don't come back, it's annoying." The second prince shook his head, and after a moment of silence, he said, "But I still have to go back, I just want to calm down, but I can't calm down." β
In front of henchmen. The second prince has always let go of the identity and self-proclaimed identity that he always feels a little tongue-inducing, and his tone of voice is more easy-going. However, because of this, the feelings in my heart are revealed without much constraints. It's good for his body, and probably because of it. He just ran out of the dormitory, just to vent the depression in his heart.
After the second prince finished speaking, the two people who were fishing with him who were bored with him were also silent.
Of course, they knew what the second prince was bothering about, but for His Royal Highness's troubles, these two subordinates were even more powerless, and they were ashamed of their trust and dependence on His Highness, and they somewhat desecrated the "duty" of their henchmen and attendants.
The second prince moved the hand that was in his sleeve, the appearance of the sword wound in the palm of his hand had been retracted, and it had itched badly in recent days, according to the imperial doctor, this was the surface of the regrowth of the wound muscle, and it was impossible to scratch it. Rubbing his palms lightly on his knees through the fabric, feeling more comfortable, he breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "What if Aja is also transferred?" I really can't do anything about it. β
Jia Zhong didn't speak, just lowered his head, and he was even more reluctant to leave the second prince in his heart.
He is a palace slave left behind by the harem of the previous dynasty, and he has seen those filthy struggles in the harem battles, and when he was transferred to Huayang Palace in the early years, he still had those thoughts hidden in his heart. But to his great surprise, His Royal Highness, who was the second in the crown prince, but was actually very likely to become the crown prince in the future, was actually a benevolent master who was extremely considerate of his servants.
Because of this, he gradually let down his guard, changed some of his previous attitudes towards harem affairs, had a different hope for his future, and truly handed over his loyalty to his master.
If he were to be transferred away at this time, he would not know and was afraid to know, whether he would return to his previous state of life. In the harem, no matter what position he is in, he is a slave, but after he came to Huayang Palace, he didn't know what reason he relied on, in short, he firmly believed that being a slave could also be a choice and a difference.
But now once he leaves Huayang Palace, this kind of slavery that makes people feel lucky seems to have become a mess. The glimmer of hope for the future that I have finally ignited will also be extinguished in the chaos of no choice.
There is a certain atmosphere in Huayang Palace, so that the palace slaves in charge actually have a sense of belonging, which is really a brilliant thing in the royal harem.
But the brilliance is about to be dissipated right now.
Maybe it's because this kind of atmosphere can't last forever in the environment of the royal harem! Whoever manipulates the dispersion is only a matter of time.
If even the prince is unable to shelter him, what can he, a servant, ask for, and don't make trouble for his master anymore, so as not to be even more ashamed of his master's kindness in the past.
Jia Zhong was silent. Shangguan Fei on the side opened his mouth, he stared at the hand of the second prince in his sleeve, and said slowly: "Change some new people to come in." It's not necessarily a bad thing. β
The second prince looked slightly stunned and looked at Shangguan Fei. Didn't speak.
Shangguan Fei said solemnly: "Was Your Highness scratching your hands just now?" β
I didn't expect him to change the topic so quickly, the second prince was surprised, and said slowly: "It's just a light, hidden in the sleeve, and you can see it." β
"I won't see it next time." Shangguan Fei's tone when he said this was still a righteous and righteous tone, "Your Highness's side really needs a few rigid slaves and maids to serve, otherwise you will be a little laissez-faire." The speed at which this wound in His Highness's hands heals will drag on for a few more days. Forgive the offense of the humble duty, His Royal Highness's body is weaker than ordinary people, and the slightest carelessness can cause a lot of damage, I hope His Royal Highness will endure the unhappiness for a while and cherish his body. β
The second prince's intact hand was still holding the fishing rod steadily, and the hand with the sword wound was poked out of his sleeve, and he rubbed his forehead with his index finger, and said in a muffled voice: "You are also about to be affected by those people who were trained by Concubine De, why are you talking so much." Verbose! β
He heard it, Shangguan Fei didn't suddenly change the topic, he was still talking about the same thing. It's just a clever trick to make a sound.
However, the few words he said to rebuke Shangguan Fei were actually just jokes. Like his usual behavior of rubbing his forehead, if he stays in Huayang Palace, it will definitely attract a circle of palace slaves, and it will be annoying to give him a long and trivial advice. And in front of the two servants in front of him, his casual action would not detonate their tension.
Shangguan Fei still knows him well. Shangguan Fei, who truly respects him as the Lord.
But although he knew it in his heart, he didn't simply expose the matter. Hang down your hand and rub your forehead. He turned his face to look at Jia Zhong and asked slowly, "It's really like what he said." You can see I'm scratching my hand, too? β
"Your Highness is holding the fishing rod in one hand, so it seems really impossible to scratch your hand, but ......" Jia Zhong's gaze dropped slightly, "His Highness spread his palm and pressed it on his knee, and the jade pendant hanging on His Highness's belt was just there, and it could be used for finger scraping." β
When the second prince heard this, his eyebrows moved, and he shook his sleeve with his injured hand, pretending to be surprised and said, "Can your eyesight penetrate the sleeve?" β
"Your Highness is making fun of the minions again." Jia Zhong heard that the second prince was joking, and he was also amused in his heart, and his smile overflowed: "Although the slave endured it and didn't make a sound, he was staring at it all the time!" If you see that His Highness really scratches it with his hands, the slave will have to become a nagging woman. The reason why the minion didn't talk much, he also thought, just a little light, nothing will happen, right? Sometimes the itch is really harder than the pain, so you have to find a way to soothe it a little. β
"Aja's thoughts are also my thoughts, if you put aside the current nest of brains in Huayang Palace to think about this problem, hey, it's unbearable." The second prince also showed a smile on his face, turned his face to look at Shangguan Fei and said, "Just lightly, what is it?" Those imperial doctors are also used to making a fuss in front of me, and some of their words cannot be taken seriously. But my palms are really itchy! In the past, when cutting melons and cutting hands, there was no such itching method when the small wound was healed. β
Seeing that the second prince had already said this Cheng dΓΉ, Shangguan Fei didn't want to say more, so he only added in a deep voice: "It's better to be careful, Your Highness hurt your hand this time, and the wound is too deep, if you don't recuperate carefully, in case you leave anything ......"
The more Shangguan Fei's words came to the end, the more hesitant he became, for fear that he would commit a great crime of disrespect between his words, and sometimes he would say such a thing, which was really like a magic effect. The words involved a prince, and Shangguan couldn't help but feel jealous.
However, before he finished speaking, there was naturally a person whose identity was more suitable for discussing this topic to take over his intermittent words, and said in a reasonable and well-founded tone fluently: "Shangguan is reasonable, this injury is in the hand, and you must not be careless." Brother Huang, you will use these hands to hold the pen to share the burden for your father and emperor in the future, how can you not cherish it. β
As soon as they heard the pleasant voice of the woman coming from behind, the three masters and servants who were chatting and complaining to each other were stunned for a moment, and then stood up and turned back together, their movements tacitly almost the same. When they saw who the woman behind the interjection was, the servants on the left and right sides of the prince lost the fishing rods in their hands, and they were about to bow down.
Wang Qing immediately waved her hand, exempting the two from being restrained. Jia Zhong and Shangguan Fei followed the way they used to greet the princess in Huayang Palace, bowed deeply, and then took two steps back with their hands down, standing behind the prince. They all had a natural smile on their faces.
Wang Hong lost the fishing rod in his hand for the third time. He looked very happy and shouted, "Sister! β
Wang Hong recognized the female official next to the eldest sister Wang Qing, who was the eldest sister's confidant. Very dependent. In such an environment, Wang Hong reverted to his idle habits. removed the imperial word in front of my sister's title, and the topics of conversation were quite arbitrary.
Wang Qing was a little surprised, how could his younger brother be so happy when he saw him, as if he hadn't seen him for a year. But being infected by her younger brother's cheerful face, Wang Qing's mood was suddenly raised, and she responded with a smile.
Although the two siblings were not born to the same mother, and the age gap between the siblings was only half a year. But the younger brother Wang Hong did not trust his sister in front of him because he was a boy, but respected his eldest sister very much. And her sister Wang Qing also has a bit of a sister's demeanor, from childhood to adulthood, she has taken a lot of care of this half-brother.
When he was a child, Wang Hong's health was worse and he was managed more, all thanks to his sister Wang Qing, if there are any delicious and interesting things, he can always find a way to quietly share his younger brother's share. Sometimes Wang Qing was punished for this, but she endured the punishment. I never thought that my brother was a drag oil bottle and cut off contact, but I still risked being punished, thinking that Fa'er would make my brother happier.
Build relationships as children. Although it was simple, the friendship became extremely solid as I grew up.
After the surprise and joy of the coincidence in a different place, Wang Hong smiled slightly, glanced at the princess and maid who stayed in place not far away, and then thought of a question, and asked a little worriedly: "Sister came to me all the way?" β
"You just saw it." Wang Qing pretended to be angry, but after reproaching, her face quickly softened and she sighed lightly. Said slowly: "I went to your dormitory just now, and I was originally looking for you to relax. I didn't expect you to run out first. I've seen all the newcomers in your palace. I know you've been a little aggrieved these past few days. But I really can't imagine that you have run to the vicinity of Yeyue Courtyard in your heart, what is there to do here? β
Wang Hong didn't explain, but just smiled and said, "Sister, don't be angry about this little thing, I've only been here once or twice." β
"This is a place for sinners, how many more times do you want to come?" Wang Qing pursed her lips helplessly. This younger brother, whenever he comes to her, his face can always be several times thicker, and he automatically ignores some of her advice. If you care about him, most of the time it becomes a fart.
Glancing at the three fishing rods on the ground, Wang Qing showed slight doubts on her face, and asked casually, "Are you fishing?" Don't want to fish like that? β
When Wang Hong heard this, his smiling face quickly turned into a helpless expression, but he replied honestly and directly: "We are fishing for shrimp." β
"Shrimp fishing?" Wang Qing was surprised, "Aren't all shrimp caught by nets?" β
As a princess living deep in the palace, it is already very good to know that shrimp are caught with nets, but you can't expect to be more detailed.
"It's a grass shrimp the size of a pigeon's egg, and you can catch it." Wang Hong smiled and explained, "Of course, you can also use a net, but it is impossible to have this tool in the palace, and your brother and I are only allowed to use this kind of Sven way to catch shrimp." β
The last two words of Wang Hong's words were deliberately lengthened, and Wang Qing was happy to hear it, covering her lips and smiling.
Princess Wang Qingshao is in her prime, her body hair and skin are in the best period of a woman's condition, a cotton brocade jacket can't cover the curves of her figure, the neck skin is smooth and flat, and the cheeks are delicate and revealing a healthy flush. Her nose and lips have been inherited by her father, she was born upright, and she looms powerful when she is not smiling. And her eyebrow bones and eyes have been inherited by her mother, the lines are extremely soft, and when she laughs, she is so vivid that it is fascinating.
Of course, Wang Hong likes to see the smile of this beautiful sister. At this time, the two servants behind him, although Jia Zhong was a palace man, saw such a bright smile in his eyes, and also felt that his heart was full of flowers, and he only wished that he could guard this flower to water it, catch insects, and serve it carefully, which was a great fulfillment of life, and he did not expect to be one step closer; As for Shangguan Fei, who was born in martial arts, seeing such an intoxicating smile, his heart suddenly jumped wildly, and he hurriedly lowered his head, not daring to think about it anymore, lest he lose his manners.
Even Wang Hong doesn't see the eldest sister every day, and the Shangguan, as a servant, has even fewer opportunities to see the princess, and this smiling face is as precious as a midnight meteor, fleeting. Although Shangguan Fei knew the difference between his identity and the princess Yunni, he really shouldn't have the slightest thought, and he was indeed extremely self-disciplined to stop his thoughts, but he was still very likely to lose sleep tonight.
Among the many servants and maids in the harem. Of course, there are also people with excellent appearances, but the love of the world can not be constructed with just a beautiful shell. Sometimes it's just a coincidence. Wonderful.
With a smile, he gradually saw a little abnormality from the furnishings on the ground, and said, "I heard the servants and maids in your dormitory say that you have been out for a while, why haven't you caught a single shrimp?" β
Not only did there be no shrimp in sight, but next to the three small ponies on the ground, there were only fishing rods thrown indiscriminately. The bamboo basket that was ready to be filled with shrimp did not know where it had gone. These three people said that they were here to fish for shrimp, but in fact, they didn't even have the necessary tools for shrimp fishing, and Wang Qing, who had just listened to their conversation, could see that these three people were obviously not interested in shrimp.
It's just that in addition, Wang Qing couldn't see whether the younger brother and his two servants picked out the cold palace to fish for shrimp here, and whether he really hid something else. Although there are doubts, it is difficult to see clues.
Seeing the questioning expression on the eldest sister's face, Wang Hong quickly had a helpless look on her face, shrugged her shoulders and said, "If you catch it, you will throw it down again." Anyway, I don't expect the group of slaves in the dormitory to be obedient and help me cook shrimp. β
At this moment, Shangguan Fei, who was standing behind him, interjected and said respectfully, "His Royal Highness the Second Prince." You can't eat shrimp now that your hand is shallow, and I have just consulted you about it. β
Wang Hong's eyes were sideways, and he groaned: "Having said that, if I had known that I would meet the princess here, I should have left those shrimps behind." After saying this, he turned his gaze back to Princess Wang Qing's face, and said with a smile: "Sister likes shrimp meat the most, you must know the size of grass shrimp." Nearly the size of a pigeon's egg, this shrimp peels out. Dip the mung bean flour and roll it twice in the oil pan and fish it up, it is red and shiny. Crispy on the outside and loose on the inside, that taste, tsk......"
Wang Hong's wording is half truthful, half deliberately exaggerated and amused. After Wang Qing heard what he said, a pair of beautiful eyes really lit up.
But at this moment, among the two servants standing behind Wang Hong, this time Jia Zhong suddenly spoke, and cautiously reminded: "Your Royal Highness the Second Prince, forgive the slave for daring to say a word, if Concubine De knows that you are fishing for shrimp here in Yeyue Courtyard, even if you don't cook shrimp, I am afraid that all the slaves and maids in Huayang Palace will not escape punishment." β
This scoop of cold water splashed ......
Wang Hong's face was slightly gloomy, and he wanted to throw out a sentence casually: It is best to drive away those slaves and maids.
But he soon thought that in this way, the last few old people in Huayang Palace would be completely dispersed, which he did not want to see. The expression on his face changed for a moment, and the corners of his mouth moved, but in the end he didn't say a word.
The scene suddenly froze.
"That's it, don't mention those bad things." It was still the princess Wang Qing who played a round out loud, patted the shoulders of the prince's younger brother with the grace of the eldest sister, shook his hand hanging in his sleeve again, tested his temperature, and it was normal, then he sighed and said: "Brother, Concubine De Niangniang has worked extremely hard to raise you, and the grace of your stepmother is more important than the mountain!" She is so nervous about you, you can't blame her. But...... If you let things go on like this, your life will not be easy. β
It's okay not to mention it, as soon as he mentioned this, the second prince Wang Hong had a melancholy look on his face, and suddenly his eyes flashed again, and he looked at the eldest sister and said expectantly: "Brother almost forgot, I haven't consulted Sister Elder Haven't asked about this matter." It's easier for a woman to ponder a woman's mind. Sister, you must help your brother with this, and think of a way to deal with the concubine. β
Wang Qing threw away her younger brother's hand and said a little unhappily: "Concubine De's mind is not so easy to guess, you look down on your sister." β
After a slight pause, she looked at the disappointed look on Wang Hong's face, and slowly said: "Don't fish, go back to Huayang Palace with my sister, find a comfortable place, sit down and think about it slowly, this matter is not in a hurry." β
Wang Hong folded his hands in his sleeves, and did not say a word or move.
He was frail and afraid of cold since he was a child, and he was used to holding his hands in his sleeves to keep warm, and later when he grew up to a certain age, he began to learn royal etiquette, and he restrained this habitual small action that did not quite match his identity. However, in the last half a month, because of the injury on his hand, the imperial doctor also advised him that he needed to raise his hand often to prevent the wound from becoming congested and help the external creation to close.
It's just that in the atmosphere of words in front of him, he stood still with his sleeves folded so much, which was a gesture that did not conform to the etiquette of the royal family, not only did not reduce his identity and temperament as a prince, but also added a layer of indifference to deliberately keep a distance from others.
Wang Hong is used to hiding his hands with his sleeves closed, and he doesn't mean anything else. He didn't even notice it. Such a gesture is easy for others to misunderstand his mood.
But for Wang Qing, her close and friendly brother occasionally shows such a side, and this unconsciously revealed indifference will quickly expand in her heart. It's impossible to ignore.
Maybe that's the difference between a prince and a princess, right?
The emperor's younger brother is weak, even if he can't be the prince because of this. In a few years, it will be time to confer the title of fief. At that time, he will be able to support at least hundreds of thousands of civilians in the capital to worship, and at the same time, he will have to cultivate the temperament of a vassal king, guard against others to protect himself, be indifferent, keep a distance from others, and no longer have the same frolic without many scruples as now.
And although she is a princess. When you get married and leave the palace, it is actually the fate of a husband and a woman.
Seeing that Sister A's eyes suddenly had a gloomy meaning, Wang Hong was a little unclear, so he was willing to speak up, and asked slowly: "Sister, what's wrong with you?" Brother just hasn't calmed down, and he doesn't want to go back for the time being, are you annoyed? Is it because my brother doesn't listen to persuasion? β
Wang Qing came back to her senses, shook her head slowly, and said softly, "Brother." What you don't want to do, Sister has never felt sorry for you. I just thought of something else and got a little distracted. β
Wang Hong did not continue to ask Wang Qing what was distracted. just softened his tone a little softer: "Sister, my brother knows that you are a delicate person, which is your advantage, but sometimes you just think about things too deeply and hurt your mind too much, which is not good for your health." β
Wang Qing knew that this was her younger brother caring about herself, and her heart warmed when she heard the words, but her face didn't show much, but she just urged with what she had just said: "You should say more about yourself." You've only grown stronger. With a sword in his hand, he lost weight back to his original appearance. My father looked worried. You don't know how to take care of your body yet. β
"Well, how many times has this been said. What is it to be able to accept this sword for the mother. Wang Hong sighed softly, paused slightly, and finally said that he would give up protesting for the time being, and obediently follow Sister A back.
Jia Zhong is a permanent eunuch in Huayang Palace, and if he goes out with the second prince, he will definitely be inseparable. So the work of cleaning up the shrimp fishing equipment was handed over to Shangguan Fei, with his flag and waist card, even if he did not borrow the power of the prince, he could pass through a large area of the harem without hindrance.
However, just when Shangguan Fei picked up the third fishing rod, he seemed to have encountered a small problem while he was reeling in the line.
The fishing hook seemed to be entangled in the underwater weeds, Shangguan Fei dragged it casually, but he didn't pull it, and he couldn't help but let out a soft "huh".
Wang Hong, who had already walked away a few steps away, glanced sideways, walked slowly, and asked jokingly: "Could it be that in this kind of shallow pool, there is a big stupid fish that even you Shangguan Fei needs to use some strength to pull up, and actually swallowed the bait of the shrimp fishing by mistake?" β
Jia Zhong, the chief eunuch of Huayang Palace, who was on the side, seconded in a low voice: "Maybe the hook sank to the bottom of the pool, just hanging up the rotten shoes that I don't know who lost......"
As soon as Wang Hong's master and servant joked to this point, a few steps away, Shangguan Fei struggled with his wrist and still pulled the fishing hook entangled in the bottom of the water out of the water. The phantom flickered, and the hook brought out of the water was neither a stupid fat fish, nor a garbage and rotten shoes casually discarded by a heartless palace slave, but seemed to be ...... A baggage!
Obviously, this burden has been soaked under the water for some years, and the dirt in the water has precipitated on the outer layer of cloth about the blue background, and it is gradually turning black. On top of the dirt, there is another layer of wet moss, making this burden look more like a ball at first glance.
The game of Kemari was popular in Nankoku for a long time, and it was also divided into two types, one for bare feet and the other for horses. The balls used in barefoot keju are made of cowhide sewn and wrapped in animal hair, which is elastic and soft to the touch. This kind of game can be played by single player and multiplayer, and it is difficult to ensure that it will not be brought into the palace for the palace slaves who live in a closed environment to play in private.
Although the burden that is now "fished" by Shangguan Fei with a fishing rod is a ball, as long as you look closely, you will find that it is probably not a Keju ball, because it has been soaked underwater for a long time, and the shape of the ball is still stiff and not rotten.
The balls used in the horse are made of bamboo, which is more physically supportive than the hair follicle ball, but if it is soaked in water for several months, it will rot and fall apart, and it is obviously impossible to wrap the bamboo balls in this baggage.
Seeing this ball-like burden pulled ashore by the fishing line, even Wang Qing stopped and watched curiously.
Jia Zhong couldn't help but speculate curiously: "Could it be the money jar that the slave and maid secretly hid?" β
Wang Hong didn't like him either, and made up an argument: "Who hid the money and hid it under the water?" β
Shangguan Fei, who was closest to the mossy baggage, pestled the pestle with the fishing rod in his hand, and then replied: "It's a hard object inside, but it doesn't feel like porcelain or anything like that." β
Wang Hong put away his joke. He thought that this was near the Cold Palace. He hadn't heard of some of the dirty things that happened in the harem before, and some of the stories in the cold palace were even more stinky. Remember all this. He didn't have any good ideas about this burden that had been caught on the surface by chance.
"Be careful." Wang Hong said a word to Shangguan Fei, who leaned over and was about to unpack.
Shangguan Fei nodded. The cloth on the outside of the bag had been soaked in the pool water and was close to the edge of rotting, and he only scratched his fingers. The bag was like a bun cut by a knife, revealing what was wrapped inside.
Shangguan Fei's gaze paused slightly on the things in the baggage, and suddenly the person took a step back, his eyes showing astonishment.
Immediately afterwards, Wang Hong also saw the things in the baggage clearly, his eyebrows twisted slightly, and the next moment his body moved, blocking in front of his sister Wang Qing. and made a gesture towards Shangguan Fei not far away.
Shangguan Fei quickly understood the meaning of the action in his hand, moved his steps, and kicked the burden back into the pool.
Wang Qing only glanced vaguely at the package that was about to be opened, and her vision was blocked by her younger brother Wang Hong, and the curiosity in her heart was not gone, so she asked: "What is in the baggage?" β
Although Wang Hong didn't want his sister to be frightened, he knew that it was not good to hide it too tightly, so as not to worry his delicate sister, so he whispered frankly: "It's a skull, it should be left over from the battle of the former court." Sister, don't be afraid. β
Directly looking at the skull, this is the same as telling someone else that there is a skeleton on the ground. The impact on people's minds is very different.
Moreover, although Wang Hong did not hide it, he still made some embellishments in the words he paraphrased. The reason why the skull in the rotten cloth bag could scare Shangguan Fei backwards was because the white bone skeleton was very small and not like an adult.
The remains or skulls of small children can cause more mental stimulation to women. Wang Hong is also jealous, if he doesn't hide it at all. With his weak and kind state of mind, the princess sister, I am afraid that he will be greatly hurt.
Although Wang Hongxin carefully made a buffer in the wording. As soon as she learned that the burden was actually a skeleton, Wang Qing's heart twitched slightly. Sure enough, I didn't ask a word more.
Wang Hong saw that his sister's face turned pale, and comforted him again: "Sister, don't be afraid, it's just a dead thing, and even if there are really souls and foreign objects in this world, this person who died in vain is not our harm, and it can't hurt us." β
Wang Qing pursed her lips and nodded. She also quickly reminded herself in her heart that as the daughter of the emperor's family, how could she be as timid and afraid as ordinary children? But despite this, her hands hanging in her sleeves were clenched unconsciously, and her face, which was slightly pale from fright, did not recover the natural flush of her previous smile.
Wang Hong stared at the female officer beside the princess's sister, and said solemnly word by word: "When the palace was fishing for shrimp, a toad was hung, and the leprosy squirted out, which scared the princess. That's all you see standing by today, understand? β
The lady-in-waiting officer trained by the princess herself, and her mental agility is by no means comparable to that of ordinary palace maids. Hearing that the second prince said this strictly, the female official who followed the princess immediately understood it thoroughly, and nodded her head with a very serious expression: "Slave and maid remember, please rest assured Your Royal Highness the Second Prince." β
Wang Hong glanced at the group of princess entourage slaves and maids who stayed a long distance, and saw that their expressions were as usual, as if they did not know. It is estimated that even if he saw what happened here, he only vaguely looked at it, and did not recognize the strange things that he caught from shrimp fishing here.
Wang Hong's face softened slightly, took one of her sister's hands and held it, slowly rubbed her fingers that were clenched tightly because of her fright, and said warmly: "Today, my brother was wrong, and he shouldn't have come here, so he caused Sister A's fright." Sister, if you blame your younger brother for a few words, you can express your frustration. β
"If you are unhappy, you can use others to be angry, what are you talking about." Wang Qing frowned slightly, because she heard that the package caught in the pool was a skull, she felt a little uncomfortable, but she was reluctant to blame her brother for this. There was also blame in her tone now, but she was still blaming her brother for not cherishing himself, not because of the skull.
However, compared to just pursing his mouth to support his courage, now that he has vented some irritability, his heart is indeed more comfortable.
It can be seen that the younger brother usually endures it tightly, so he has such a careful understanding of the results of forbearance.
Thinking of the style of the new palace slaves in Huayang Palace, who were selected by Concubine De, they were more respectful but actually indifferent in their hearts, obviously what his younger brother was not happy to see, Wang Qing sighed again, his face softened, and he said softly: "Even if it's your fault, my sister can't bear to blame you." However, the cold palace is indeed not a good place to come, let's go back, and you won't come here often in the future. β
Wang Hong smiled slightly: "Sister, I'll listen to you this time." βββ
(To be continued)