Chapter 38 Zhongyuan
"What's going on out there?"
Shen Tingnian woke up and turned over on the bed, lazily and wanted to lie down for a while, Xiaoxiao, who was guarding outside the bed tent, hurriedly approached, put away the bed curtain, and replied: "It was the provincial government and the steward who brought someone to repair the canopy." β
"Didn't he take care of the distribution of the money in the palace?" Shen Tingnian's voice was still muffled in the soft pillow, but his thoughts were running uncontrollably.
Xiaoxiao's eyes swept from the back of her bare neck to her jade-like back, but her mouth answered neatly, "I said that I came to send the money, and by the way, I robbed this job." β
Changxinyuan's work has also reached the point where it has to be done in a hurry? Shen Tingnian turned her neck, and told too many small stories before falling asleep, causing her dreams to be full of scenes of wandering and watching flowers, and she didn't sleep well at all.
After quietly emptying his head and lying on the bed for a while, Shen Tingnian opened his eyes, and saw Xiaoxiao standing at the head of the bed, his eyes did not dare to look at her, and his face was slightly red.
Shen Tingnian only has a light green belly pocket on his upper body, which is covered with a thin quilt and is pressed by her, and her body is exposed, she is also greedy for cold when she is asleep, and often asks people to cover a few quilts, for this reason, Min Yun is the one who keeps vigil the most in Changxinyuan.
"Where's the shoots?"
Usually Zhiya waits for her to get up, and Shen Tingnian just asked casually, but Xiaoxiao mistakenly thought that she didn't like to serve herself, and her face turned white again.
"She said that she wanted to supervise the work, for fear that they would touch the flowers in the courtyard...... "Xiaoxiao tried to keep her voice calm, but the movements of dressing for Shen Tingnian were stupid and stiff.
Shen Tingnian lowered his eyes slightly, saw her reaction in his eyes, and sighed secretly...... It's a clever and cute girl, but she has too many thoughts.
After putting on the bottom shirt and trousers, Min Yun led two palace maids in, one was responsible for combing her hair, the other was responsible for makeup, Shen Tingnian sat in front of the windowsill, looking at her orchid grass with peace of mind, after entering the palace, she never took care of herself, everything was done by others, as long as she stretched out her hand, someone would hold her hand into the basin, and someone would wring her clean when she raised her hand...... This is the reason why countless palace ladies enter the palace every year and look forward to being selected.
"Niangniang, do you wear a crown today?" The maid asked.
Most of the concubines in the palace will wear crowns, but Shen Tingnian is an exception, she only wore it once, it was the canonization ceremony of Taisun Jieyu, Min Yun and others all knew her habits, but today's occasion is special, in the Midyear Festival, all the concubines in the harem have to perform a sacrifice in the first hall.
Shen Tingnian was just about to shake his head, Min Yun had already taken a whole piece of his head and came out, Xiaoxiao was holding a dark dress on the side, she usually didn't even bother to wear a bun, she just pulled a bun, inserted a few hairpins and went out, it seems that she can't hide today.
Resigned to fate, he hung his head and left them at their disposal.
Full crown, Tian'er, flower hairpin, earrings, neck ornaments...... Powdered, eyebrows painted, lip grease dotted, more than an hour passed.
When Shen Tingnian opened her eyes, the first thing she saw from the smooth copper mirror was the stunned gaze of Min Yun and others behind her, she blinked, and moved her head a little uncomfortably, is her head too delicate this time, or she is dazzled, even she thinks that the woman in the mirror is too beautiful.
Min Yun coughed lightly twice, and was the first to come back to her senses, only a pair of eyes were still shining, Shen Tingnian had a very brief look at her in the mirror, and at that time she didn't understand what kind of expectations the woman standing behind her in a low-key manner had placed on her.
Shen Tingnian, who had never dressed up like this, didn't know how amazing she was at the moment, until she entered the Luanyi Palace, and the hall was full of people, and her eyes fell on her, and the scene was abruptly quiet for a moment.
Shen Tingnian felt that the dark-toned dress was not ostentatious, so he walked up to Zhao Jingyi by himself, put his hands in front of him, squatted down, and waited slightly before Zhao Jingyi opened his mouth to call her up.
"We are talking about the dance ceremony to be performed at the festival, and it just so happens that you are here," Zhao Jingyi looked inch by inch from the crown on her head to her dress, and she smiled kindly and said, "Why don't you take the lead in the dance." β
Shen Tingnian didn't speak immediately, but recalled in her mind the thick book of palace rules, which she had lit and copied for a few days before she memorized it.
"The concubine is not worthy of virtue, she can't take this position, and she asks the mother to take back her life."
"Niangniang is just joking with you, but you take it seriously."
Almost as soon as her voice fell, the Taisun beauty Yu's voice was slightly sharp, and Shen Tingnian was close to her, so she subconsciously frowned, and tossed it early in the morning until now, her patience has been greatly tested.
At this time, if she still jumped out of the bottom line of personal stimulation of her patience, Shen Tingnian pinched each other with both hands in her sleeves in a dignified manner.
She only turned her face slightly, and the Taisun beauty Yu Shi made a small movement of her mouth in excitement and nervousness.
"His Royal Highness the Taisun has arrivedβ"
The elongated chanting broke the silence in the temple.
Pu Yangxu came in with a hand behind his back, and didn't take a few steps before he stood still, as if he was a little surprised by the full people in the hall, and took the lead in raising his eyebrows, "How-" Shen Tingnian, who was unprepared to be turned around, shook his eyes, and he paused before he said it all, "So many people." β
"All the high-ranking concubines are here, and each person is only allowed to bring one attendant."
Pu Yangxu didn't look at Zhao Jingyi who replied to him at all, his eyes were fixed on Shen Tingnian who was a few steps away, there was a reason why he was shaking, her facial features were already good-looking, after wearing the crown, her smooth forehead was exposed, and her eyes looked particularly beautiful, and the tassels on Tian'er dangled next to her small ears, reminding him of the flexibility of biting up.
Fortunately, Shen Tingnian happened to be in front of Zhao Jingyi, so except for a few people who were close, others had not noticed his swaying.
"It's not too early, is Your Highness here to lead everyone away?"
Zhao Jingyi maintained her dignity and asked again, Shen Tingnian naturally moved a step sideways at the same moment, and she caught Shen Tingnian's movements in her afterglow, so she took two steps forward.
Pu Yangxu lowered his eyes and then glanced at his concubine, Zhuyu was in front, he glanced over, and he had already turned around, "Let's go." β
He strode forward, and all the concubines soon lined up to follow, in fact, according to the rule, Zhao Jingyi was qualified to take a step forward and stand side by side with the grandson.
But his posture didn't look like he needed someone to stand beside him, Zhao Jingyi smiled politely, silently took a step behind and followed him, never leaving his back.
Across the front of the Taisun side concubine Ye, the Taisun concubine, and the Taisun Zhaoyi Shu, all Shen Tingnian could see was the back of Pu Yangxu's crowned head.
She stared at it a few times, a little bored, thinking that the back of her head was really full of arrogance.
When I arrived at the Fengxian Palace, I met a group of people from the Imperial Palace.
This was the first time Shen Tingnian had met the crown prince.
A middle-aged man who can set off his son with an excellent appearance, like a fairy.