Chapter Fifty-Seven: The Lady of the Red Face

Xiao Ye's childishness is not only because of his little teacher, but also because he has been with Ningxi for a long time.

Ningxi will naturally find a way to help him, there is a little teacher with his cheerful heart and a Ningxi who should bear everything for him, except for the stars and moon in the sky Ningxi has no ability to pick it off for him, and the rest should all be handed over to his fourth cousin, which is also a gentleman type, comparable to Du Xiaogongzi.

Since Ningxi went to Yong'an Palace last time, she learned that the queen's mother had never left the palace, and with her mother by her side, Ningxi rested her thoughts.

Ningxi has not asked for greetings for many days, naturally she is afraid of what she is afraid of if she has the emperor's golden words and jade words to make a holy decree, and even if she doesn't, what is she afraid of, she is not afraid of anything!

Ningxi, who was lying on the bed, suddenly felt that she was quite shameless, and she dared to confront the queen earlier, she was disrespectful in ancient times, but fortunately, she could fight her father.

Before she experienced the crossing, her parents left her when she was young, as if they had never given birth to her daughter.

Coming to this father's love and mother's love for many years, and her father is still a hussar general of the dynasty, and her mother is the sister of today's prime minister.

Thinking about Ningxi's pride like this, the bed was not bad immediately.

"Poria cocos, Poria cocos, come to serve the palace to freshen up."

Poria has just tied her hair, and the emperor doesn't know which one is crazy, and it's not time for the next dynasty.

"This is a rest."

Xiao Chengyan saw her thoughts at a glance, opened his mouth to explain the reason why he didn't go to the morning court today, and raised his hand to rub her hair by the way.

"Your Majesty, are you a devil?"

This is her freshly combed hair, it won't be possible to rub it lightly, why is it so hard that she has to comb it again.

Xiao Chengyan came over early in the morning not to rub her hair twice, he still held the poem he wrote last night in his hand, knowing that he didn't need to go to court today, he had nothing to do last night and read a few more idle books, but unexpectedly, the sudden inspiration in the middle of the night caused him to get out of bed in a hurry in the middle of the night in his underwear and didn't even put on a coat to the outside without even holding the lamp nearby, for fear that this sudden flash of inspiration would disappear after a flash of inspiration.

Ningxi saw that he came to send him a love poem early in the morning, and the joy in his heart covered the irritability of being messed up with his hair, and now he didn't even have the heart to take care of his hair, so he took the page directly, and the eldest girl's family received a love letter, which was the first time that someone confessed.

Ningxi didn't open it first, anyway, it was already her own, she wanted to keep it for herself, and now she should go to the inner hall for breakfast, and she was a little hungry.

Someone accompanied Ningxi's appetite increased, in the past, she ate and let Poria and them together, except for the occasional face-saving sitting down to eat, they were afraid of inconvenience to the master, so they always stood aside and waited.

Ningxi has a very open appetite to eat more than the emperor, and just after the two of them finished eating, the palace people came to the Qingxin Palace and told them that Lord Xie Chengshou had something to do, and Xiao Chengyan returned to the Qingxin Palace.

Xie petitioned An to give him a seat, and began the above-mentioned reasons for entering the palace.

After the two finished discussing, Xie Cheng knew that the emperor was now looking up to that noble concubine, so he said a few more words,

"The emperor and the concubine are really in love, which is enviable!"

The plaice is deeply affectionate, Xiao Chengyan is reminiscing about this word, there is affection, but it is not deep.

Ningxi must be the same for him.

Having said that, he should envy him Xie Cheng is right, they have been married for many years, and the couple is still warm and sweet all day long, Xie Cheng seems to have grown up in a sugar jar.

"What envy does Yanqing have, why did your Mrs. Xie come to learn martial arts with you recently?"

Xie Chengzhi went up to the emperor and teased him, although his wife's temper was like a tigress, but he liked the tigress, hum!

Young and ignorant, he felt that he liked a woman who was gentle like water, and since he met his wife, he knew that loving someone was not bothered by those rules and regulations, just because of her, no matter what kind of appearance and temperament and character were because of her.

Xie Cheng remembered the final purpose of today's face, and changed his words:

"The emperor still remembers the Taoist priest that the three of us met back then......

Xiao Chengyan naturally remembered that the Taoist priest couldn't help but know divination and medical skills, and for some reason he preferred to live in seclusion in the mountains.

"Back then, the Taoist priest was a hexagram for the emperor, and the hexagram said that you were weak for three thousand water, and you only took one scoop to drink, and now it seems that this scoop is a laury concubine."

Xiao Chengyan glanced at him meaningfully and asked:

"Why do you keep mentioning the concubine today?"

Uh-

"Ning Honghui, as the cousin of the concubine, has always cared about my relationship with her, you, who are not related to the concubine, say it, there is something to hide from me!"

Xie Cheng said dumbly, he just didn't have enough brains, and Xie Cheng didn't know that Ning Honghui let him face the saint because he was shallow-minded, and the emperor also knew him.

I don't know where the rumors came from, saying that the concubine Niangniang is a charming reincarnation and is very loved by the emperor, and even the pregnancy period has to dominate the emperor.

Ning Honghui was told by his wife that these unbearable words smashed his favorite set of tea sets, his cousin's well-behaved should have been loved by men, and the emperor's favorite was a fox, it was just nonsense.

If you go again, there are those who are bold and vain, saying that if the concubine is the prince, she will definitely be made the crown prince of the dynasty.

The people's remarks were too extreme, and after tea and dinner, they changed the version of the story, and insisted on giving Ningxi the name of the demon concubine who caused chaos in the palace and brought disaster to the country and the people.

Xie Cheng called the emperor away, and there were also rumors on the side of Ningxi that the prime minister's wife entered the palace to ask to see him.

The eldest aunt rushed back from the remote Zhuangzi of the Ning family for this matter.

Ningxi is ridiculous by everyone's imagination, if it continues to be passed on, will it be a bit mythical?

Ningxi listened to her own affairs as a story, and when the prime minister's wife saw that her niece looked like she had nothing to do with herself, she instantly wanted to twist her ears angrily, and this indifferent appearance was no different from her husband. What she said didn't care about was not that her husband didn't care about her baby niece, it was the appearance of these two uncles and nephews when they met their own affairs, which made you angry.

The prime minister's wife said that she twisted her ears and actually pinched them gently, if her son had already fried meat on a bamboo board, she was ruthless in the face of Jiaojiao, "Uncle Xiao, nephew, I didn't believe it in the past, but now I look at you like this, I really look like your uncle." ”

Ningxi affectionately pressed against her aunt's arm and smiled stupidly.

According to folk legends, the foolish people who have noses and eyes, and don't know the truth of the matter, really think that their Jiaojiao is the kind of unreasonable, coquettish and willful eldest lady.

Look at our delicate little daughter, it should be seen by people, the hat of the red-faced concubine is not just casually buttoned.