Chapter 9: A man who is so generous
"Old lady, the old slave went to inquire, this slave was brought back to the Qilin Courtyard after the prince lost a bet with Song and Shen.
When the two of them walked out of Shou'an Hall, Mama Cui leaned over and whispered in Xiao's ear.
"Hmm."
Xiao nodded, and the scrutiny in his eyes completely dissipated.
Back in Qilin Courtyard, Zhao Zhixun suddenly felt a lot cleaner, he lay down on the soft and comfortable rattan chair, closed his eyes, he was busy with Zhou Fulin's affairs all this time, he hadn't closed his eyes and slept well for a long time.
Today's Qilin Courtyard is very quiet, Qin Tian and Yutang are not there, and the attendants who were originally guarding the east wall are not even visible at this moment.
Chu Wunian bit his lip, glanced back at the closed door, and finally raised his feet and walked towards the east wall. With a slight leap of his body, he climbed out of the courtyard wall.
She walked through the noisy streets, and with the instructions of Granny Weng before her death, she entered a pawnshop at the entrance of the alley, and handed a round carved jade pendant to the shopkeeper in front of the counter, and the phoenix on the tattoo was lifelike.
The shopkeeper's face was shocked, and he hurriedly lifted the curtain behind the counter and said, "The girl comes in with me." ”
"Half double!"
As soon as she saw the little girl inside, Chu Wunian ran towards her, and after eleven years, she could still recognize the little palace maid who had been crying beside her for several years.
"Little, little lord? Half of the pair looked at her as a squire and was stunned, and her watery eyes suddenly filled with tears, "The slave didn't expect to see you again in this life..."
I haven't seen her for so many years, she still loves to cry so much, Chu Wunian pulled her sleeves, wiped the tears from her face, and asked softly, "What about my imperial brother?" ”
When the palace was in chaos, the mother concubine asked Granny Weng to escape with her and Wei Changchao, and met Chiyuwei who had entered the harem on the way, so they had to flee separately in twos, half with the young Wei Changchao, and Granny Weng with her.
"Your Highness the Nine, Your Highness the Ninth and the slave maid are lost...", half-softening, not daring to look up at her.
"What's going on?"
Chu Wunian's whole body was frozen, and every day and night in the secluded court, she looked forward to seeing Wei Changchao again, he was her only relative in this world.
Half and twice intermittently, telling what happened after they separated.
When Chu Wunian returned to the Qilin Courtyard, there was still silence inside, Zhao Zhixun slept until sunset, and as soon as he opened his eyes, he smelled the fragrance of food on the tip of his nose.
"Lord Wang, dinner is ready."
Chu Wunian stepped forward with a robe and put it on him.
He stretched, his voice lazy, "Did the old lady send someone over there to embarrass you?" ”
"Nope."
Chu Wunian replied seriously.
"No wonder you sleep so comfortably." He nodded casually, then walked over to the round mahogany table and sat down, using chopsticks to eat.
After dark, Yutang ran back from outside, holding a heavy gold-inlaid box in his hand, "Master, this is the head you asked the little one to buy at Caidiexuan." ”
Zhao Zhixun asked him to take it to Chu Wunian, and instructed her, "Take it and wrap it, and take your master to Dingguo Mansion tomorrow." ”
Yutang on the side immediately sighed, he had never seen Zhao Zhixun spend money on any woman, he spent thousands of taels on a flower, and the head of the face was like holding a silver tael with white flowers in his hand, it was really generous to a man!
It seems that what the old lady has been looking forward to is about to come true!
And Chu Wunian was holding the heavy box, he always felt that this person was not at ease, and when he remembered what he said during the day to repay his kindness, his heart tightened for no reason.
The next day, Zhao Zhixun went to the morning court, and the coachman went to the Dingguo Mansion instead.
When I got out of the carriage, I saw that the vermilion ancient lacquer door was closed, as if the main owner of the house was not there.
Chu Wunian stepped forward with doubts, pulled the copper-colored iron ring and knocked on it, only then did the little servant come over and open the door of the mansion, and when he saw Zhao Zhixun standing behind her, he hurriedly opened the door, lowered his head and said: "The slave didn't know that the prince was coming, and he was disappointed, but the old man and the old lady were not in the house." ”
Zhao Zhixun smiled slightly, what he wanted was that Lin Zhande and Meng Shi were not in the house, his thin lips moved, and he asked, "Then Miss Lin is there?" ”
"Miss is here."
The little girl also knew a thing or two about his own young lady and him, and immediately led him to Lin Chuyin's yard.
"Miss, don't be sad, since the prince has rewarded that slave with twenty sticks, there must be no him in his heart."
In the Hanxiang Courtyard, Quezhi was holding a plate of peeled oranges and stood beside Lin Chuyin to comfort her.
"But he ran away when he saw me crying, and he didn't even look for me." Lin Chuyin was angry, and threw all the petals in his hand into the fish pond, with a sad face.
Quezhi was worried, his eyes swept forward, and he saw a prince wearing a brocade colorful auspicious cloud court dress walking this way, that elegant and handsome posture, can be called a stunning face, who else can it be if it is not the prince Xun who fascinated the thousands of ladies in Chang'an, she pulled Lin Chuyin's clothes, and exclaimed: "Miss, look, isn't the prince here?" ”
Lin Chuyin thought that she was fooling her son, but she raised her head, and her eyes that were still complaining suddenly lit up, "Brother Zhenglang!" ”
She walked lightly and ran towards him.
The delicate voice was a man who would feel numb physically and mentally when he heard it, but the person in front of him didn't feel it at all, so he only smiled at her and said hello, "Miss Lin." ”
"Brother Zhenglang, did you come to see me on purpose?" Lin Chuyin still flashed a pair of apricot eyes, looking at him with anticipation.
Zhao Zhixun's ink eyes were also glowing, but they were cunning and treacherous lights, "Naturally." After making Miss Lin cry that day, I couldn't help it, so I went to Caidiexuan to buy a pair of noodles and gave it to Miss Lin. ”
Lin Chuyin naturally believed it, and his face was full of surprise, but when his apricot eyes looked at him, his face was instantly gloomy, "Why are you again?" ”
She twisted her eyebrows, pouted, gritted her teeth, clenched her hands, and made a series of movements, all in one go.