The Four Princes' Mansion

Qi Mo was dressed in a gorgeous costume, rubbing the oily green wrench of his thumb in his right hand, and said in a low voice: "How is the investigation?"

"The subordinates confirmed that this person's name is Tao Yao, he is the guest of the king of war, and he has some friendship with the eldest prince and the Leng brothers and sisters, and has opened a few shops in Kyoto...... I heard that the fine salt was developed by him, and this person is very mysterious, and there are several secret guards around him to protect him, and the others have not been found yet. ”

"Merchant? Hum...... Interesting...... That handsome little appearance is quite attractive! Qi Mo's brows furrowed, and a seemingly absent smile crossed the corner of his eyes.

With the support of the imperial uncle and the eldest brother, it is no wonder that there is no fear! However, you will not be arrogant for long!

……

Nangong Keqing went to a few shops to inspect the circle, and saw the patient for a morning, and returned to the "Manyao Xuan" at noon.

As soon as I entered the courtyard, I heard Yuhe shouting: "Miss, come and see, the prince has sent a lot of rewards."

"What's going on?" Nangong Keqing looked at the mountains of boxes piled up all over the yard and asked.

"The prince said that you have contributed a lot to the development of fine salt to the imperial court, and these are all for Miss Xiang." Zhishu excitedly grabbed the words.

So it was, and there was a lot of reward, and ten chests full of them were placed in the courtyard, and there were all kinds of silk and satin, gold and silver jewelry, jewelry, and ornaments.

"That's what he said he was talking about?" Nangong Keqing muttered in her heart, a little lost.

"A few of you, pick a few if you like, and Miss will reward you."

Zhishu and the others were excited, some didn't dare, and some were a little eager, "Miss, this is the prince's reward for you." ”

"I know. The reward for me is mine, you pick! Pick two pieces per person. ”

When several people heard this, they stepped forward excitedly, and each took two pieces of jewelry, and put them in their arms as if they had found a treasure.

Nangong Keqing looked at the boxes of jewelry and silk satin, a little absent-minded, these are really good things that are one in a hundred, and any woman will be very happy.

Yuhe rummaged through the cabinets and helped Nangong Keqing sort out the styles and styles of dresses and accessories that Miss usually likes and put them in the bedroom, and the rest were stored.

In the study, Nangong Keqing was grinding ink, Qi Qingxuan was writing letters, the two hadn't entered the study together for a long time, and the last time was before going to Ghost Valley.

Nangong Keqing sat in the seat, looking at Qi Qingxuan's serious appearance with her head tilted, and began to be in a daze, but the corners of her mouth were full of smiles.

Not paying the slightest attention to Qi Qingxuan's approach, he looked curiously at her desktop, on which his portrait was impressively placed.

Qi Qingxuan's face showed surprise, she actually painted so vividly.

The painting is clearly divided into black, white and gray, so realistic, and the characters are expressive and temperamental, which is simply like a person who came out of the painting, too real.

He snatched the portrait and admired it, and couldn't help asking: "You painted this king so good, is this king so good-looking?"

Nangong Keqing came back to his senses, his pretty face was embarrassed and embarrassed, desperately trying to regain the painting, and kept shouting: "Give it back to me, give it back to me quickly."

Qi Qingxuan raised his arm, but he didn't plan to return it to him, he chuckled lowly: "This is the king painted on it, why should I return it to you?"

"This is what I painted, and it is mine." Nangong Keqing jumped up and down in a huff, intending to recapture it.

She was a little angry when she couldn't reach it, and she did everything she could, hooked her hands around his neck, jumped on his waist with all her might, and grabbed the portrait in his hand with one hand.

Qi Qingxuan looked at her blankly, stiff.

Nangong Keqing snatched back the portrait and got a little carried away, but she didn't know that their embarrassing posture was a bit ambiguous.

"Did you come down first?" Qi Qingxuan coughed twice to relieve the embarrassment.

Nangong Keqing jumped off his body in shame, and then turned around a little unnaturally.

……

A few months later, Nangong Keqing's four shops in King's Landing City were so hot that they flew and made a lot of money.

Developing the economy in a big city is different, and her current income is definitely more than two or three times that of Kyoto, the country of Liuli.

Nangong Keqing is quite satisfied!

"Miss, I heard that the prince's aunt is here, no wonder I haven't seen the prince in the past two days, why don't you go over and have a look?" Zhiqiu asked thoughtfully.

"How to get there? In what capacity does Miss go? Miss is just the prince's maid here! "Yu Ling is a little angry, is it appropriate to have no name and no points? It's all to blame on this prince!

"Oh! The slave knows that she is wrong! After knowing the autumn, they also began to sympathize with the county lord in front of them, but they could all see that the prince liked the county lord, and he liked it very much.

It's just that why is the prince reluctant to let His Royal Highness the county lord justify his name?

After getting along for more than half a year, they like His Royal Highness the county lord more and more, and sincerely hope that she can become the hostess here.

"It doesn't matter! Miss Ben didn't mind. ”

"Miss, the slave maid heard that this aunt has a daughter who is very beautiful, and the prince is ready to accept her as a concubine!" Zhiqiu didn't say a word, startled someone, and almost choked her with a mouthful of flesh.

"Ahem......"

Zhishu was so frightened that he hurriedly stepped forward and gently stroked Nangong Keqing's back, "Miss, are you okay?" Don't listen to Qiu Zhiqiu's nonsense, it was Aunt Feng Jiao's forced fortress to come in, our prince came to purify his heart and few desires, how could he accept her? Don't talk nonsense. After speaking, he also glanced at Zhiqiu fiercely.

After a moment, Nangong Keqing calmed down and asked faintly, "That woman also came along, right?"

Zhiqiu lowered her eyebrows, her heart beat suddenly, and she said the wrong thing again, will Miss be angry? "Yes, miss." Then he knelt on the ground and said to himself: "I'm sorry Miss, the slave was wrong, don't talk nonsense anymore."

looked at the little girl's self-blame and apprehension, and laughed for a while, "Okay, don't blame yourself, Miss Ben is fine!" You and Zhishu go to rest first! I just have rain and lotus here, and they can do it. ”

"Yes!" The two bowed and respectfully withdrew.

Nangong Keqing was boredom swinging, and he was in no mood to eat at the moment, so he was chatting with Chongyang from time to time.

"I wonder how our special forces can grow?" Nangong Keqing hadn't asked about this for a long time, and suddenly remembered, so she asked.

Chongyang stood by the side, seeing her frustrated appearance just now, and her heart was miserable.

He said lightly: "Girl, don't worry, everything is going on, it takes time, and if you want to hurry, you can't reach it." ”

"That's right." Nangong Keqing glanced at him, as if he had something to say, but he wanted to say it and stopped......

"What's wrong with you? I have something to say! It's not like you! ”

Chongyang pondered for a while, but still said: "Girl, do you plan to stay by the prince's side like this?" "He's worried about the girl!

Although it is a paper contract, anyone with a discerning eye knows that it does not explain the problem at all, and it can only prove that someone is just a black-hearted ploy in order to keep Nangong Keqing.

She was suddenly asked about such a sensitive topic, and she was a little uncomfortable, so she pretended to be confused: "What do you mean?" ”

Chongyang chuckled, bitter in his heart: "You know what I mean, avoiding is not the way, I'm worried about you." ”

Of course, Nangong Keqing knew that he was holding grievances for himself, but what could she do? Is it cheeky to ask? She couldn't.

She was a little overshadowed, and even her voice was a little lonely: "What can I do?" Cheeky to confess to him? Why don't you ask him, do you like me or not? To be honest, I can't ask. ”

"Girl, you are a woman who dares to love and hate, unlike those women who are raised in the boudoir, how can you look forward and backward like this?" Chongyang was a little angry, why did his girl retreat so much from her feelings?

Nangong Keqing casually put the fruit plate aside, a little helpless, "Maybe I'm afraid of being rejected, or maybe I'm a passive party in my bones, Chongyang, isn't this kind of thing that you men should take the initiative to?" "In the emotional world, whoever confesses first loses.

Chongyang shook his head and was noncommittal: "The prince is very good to you." He did not answer his words, but did not answer what he asked.

"I know. It is not easy for a person with such a noble identity and such an indifference and self-control to do this. "It's one thing to understand, but it's one thing to figure it out, and it's another thing to be able to do it.

After saying that, the relationship between each other was confirmed, don't you say that it will be ambiguous all the time? Or is it that the prince's liking for her has not reached the time of confession?

Since ancient times, men have chased women across mountains, and women have chased men across the veil.

Not long after, a group of servants came to the door of "Manyao Xuan", and the leader was Bai Fu, the apprentice beside the housekeeper.

And beside him stood a middle-aged woman, dressed in a pale green silk shirt, about thirty-five or sixteen years old, with a pointed face, slender eyebrows, and a very charming appearance, but there was a three-point fierceness under that beautiful appearance.

The middle-aged woman held her head high, her eyes squinted, and she looked Nangong Keqing up and down, "I heard that you are my nephew's guest?" ”

Nangong Keqing is a little depressed, she is the aunt of the big iceberg? Why is this person so arrogant, and his eyes are also unpleasant to look at.

However, he still maintained the minimum politeness: "You are the aunt of the prince." ”

Bai Fu raised his triangular head and looked angry, "This is the prince's aunt, why don't you come to salute?" ”

This person Bai Fu is the person in front of his aunt Feng Jiao, who can be said to be an eyeliner and a confidant, who is specifically responsible for monitoring whether there is a confidante or a woman around the prince.

Therefore, when she heard that there was a woman next to the prince, and she was very good to this woman, Aunt Feng Jiao couldn't sit still.

At first, she couldn't believe it, because the prince had never been close to women, and he wanted to marry his daughter Lu Yixu as a side concubine several times, but he refused.

What's more, her daughter was born with such a beautiful face, and no man would refuse.

So this time, she wanted to see which woman had bewitched his nephew.

In order to verify the authenticity, she came all the way to the truth, if it was true, what should her daughter do? She will never allow other women to occupy the prince.

Yuhe finished working from the back room, heard a commotion and ran out, and heard this annoying sentence.

"Why should I let my young lady salute? The slave and maid are afraid that you will not be able to bear it. Yuhe couldn't see that her young lady was wronged, so she took the lead and said.

"Rain lotus." Nangong Keqing shook her head at her, her current identity is not suitable to say.