Chapter 21 Cousin of the Immortal

Zhao Ying couldn't inquire about the news of Weiyang Palace, and she didn't bother to inquire about it.

Emperor Zhaoning would be angry and annoyed, which was expected by her, so there was no need to inquire about it.

If you let the Queen Mother know that she can even hear the news of Weiyang Palace now, wouldn't she be guarded against?

But when she got up early to make up, Hua Chun saw that her eyes were dark, and the girl's hand that put powder on her paused: "Didn't the princess sleep well yesterday?" ”

Not really.

Zhao Ying only hummed with a sad face: "Right now, let's cover it with more powder, don't let people see it." ”

But she was born white, her skin is delicate, and she bumpers lightly on weekdays, and she immediately flushes red, and she can't go down for several days.

Finally, after putting on makeup and having breakfast, Xiao Gong'e from Weiyang Palace came to pass the word that the Queen Mother had asked her to go.

Zhao Ying knows it.

The old queen mother did not give up looking at the concubine for her because of Emperor Zhaoning's anger, but intensified it.

In her previous life, she was ignorant, but she also remembered it clearly.

On the second day after Emperor Zhaoning lost his temper in Weiyang Palace, the Queen Mother passed Song Yunjia into the palace as if nothing had happened, and arranged for her to meet him in Weiyang Palace.

Thinking about it now, in fact, it's not that I want to fight against Emperor Zhaoning, but I'm afraid.

The Queen Mother wanted to marry her as soon as possible before Emperor Zhaoning did something more ridiculous and outrageous.

And whether it is Xue Xianting or Song Yunjia, they are rare talents among the younger generations, and they will become pillars of the imperial court in the future.

In addition, Xue Xianting's family is a hereditary title, and Song Yunjia is the nephew of the Queen Mother, no matter how disliked Emperor Zhaoning is, he must always have some concerns, and he may not really treat the two of them.

This is probably the reason why she obviously likes Shen Mingren, but she still has to painstakingly arrange for her to meet Xue Xianting and Song Yunjia.

Zhao Ying sat on the sedan chair, looking a little absent-minded.

Seeing that Weiyang Palace had arrived, she didn't plan to take Huichun and Shuxia in at all, so she sent two people to wait at the palace gate and entered the palace gate alone.

Before entering the temple, he could hear a clear and warm voice coming from the temple.

Zhao Ying stabilized her mind, and Xiao Gong'e next to her lifted the bamboo curtain, and she stepped sideways into the hall.

Lang Jun, a young man sitting on the Huanghuali official hat chair on the left-hand side, turned around and looked at her.

Those eyes were clean and clear, without the slightest impurity.

The miserable green boy, his face is like a crown of jade, his spirit is leisurely and elegant, and he is as warm as jade.

Zhao Ying stepped forward to salute, and when she stood up, she bent her eyebrows and eyes and looked sideways to call her cousin.

Song Yunjia got up and greeted her.

The queen mother seems to be very satisfied with a pair of children, after all, they are talented and beautiful, and they are all her flesh and blood relatives, how happy they are, their eyes are full of love: "Yun Jiacai has eaten with me, I have to go to eliminate food, you can go shopping by yourself." ”

Song Yunjia's face did not change, but the center of his eyebrows was almost invisible.

Zhao Ying didn't have the heart to respond, and saw the Queen Mother go, so she called Song Yunjia to go out of the palace together.

Weiyang Palace is very large, come out of the main hall, go to the right hand side, go to the southeast direction, there is a flower garden, there are many varieties, and they are all famous and famous.

Zhao Ying liked to come here to play when she was a child, and when she was happy, she came to enjoy the flowers, and when she was unhappy, she came to make trouble, picked and folded at will, and the Queen Mother also went with her.

The two of them didn't say anything all the way, until they walked out and there was a place where there was an arrow, Song Yunjia took a deep breath and called Yuan Yuan: "Do you know the intention of the Queen Mother?" ”

Zhao Ying walked a little forward, her figure was slightly stunned, and then she returned to normal, still walking forward with brisk steps, but did not answer his question.

Song Yunjia was helpless: "Yuan Yuan." ”

"Didn't my cousin guess it too? Or ......" she paused, and finally turned back to look at him, "Have you seen Xue Xianting?" ”

The helplessness on Song Yunjia's face became even heavier: "Then you still come over?" ”

"I promised the Queen Mother to see the horse, why didn't she come?" She tilted her head.

Song Yunjia in memory is always like this.

He doesn't seem to be angry, and even if it's embarrassing, he can always laugh it off.

His luxury and refinement are just two extremes with Xue Xianting.

If Xue Xianting is a model of a noble son in this red world, then Song Yunjia should be an immortal, he does not belong to this mortal world.

Do not eat the fireworks of the world, and always tolerate the world with great love.

Such a person can only be watched from a distance, and not profane.

Nominally speaking, although he is Zhao Ying's cousin, Zhao Ying and him might as well be close to Xue Xianting.

After all, no one wants to be around the "immortals" all day long, and being instructed and preaching is a trivial matter, and the important thing is that they are always afraid of tarnishing others.

So she came back to her senses: "But I didn't expect the Queen Mother to ask me to see my cousin today." ”

The smile diluted the helplessness on his face, Song Yunjia paced, but invisibly enlarged his steps slightly, only two steps, and then compared with Zhao Ying: "Listen to what you mean, Xue Xianting can, I can't?" ”

Zhao Ying was stunned: "Cousin still has the heart to joke with me?" ”

She lowered her head, covered her lips and smiled: "Cousin, help me fool the past." ”

Song Yunjia's apricot eyes were very similar to his mother, the cleanest and most harmless, and he narrowed slightly at this time: "I thought you really wanted to get married, but don't you listen to what you mean?" ”

His breath stagnated slightly: "You are still young, is it the Queen Mother who forced you to look at the horse?" I can help you persuade you......"

"It's not." Zhao Ying sighed in her heart.

Obviously he is the same age as Xue Xianting, but he always looks like an elder.

Concern, pity, and then always be polite.

"Didn't I get hurt before, the Queen Mother just wanted me to look at each other, and I felt that I had to meet the right and hearty person, and I got married, and there was someone who loved me."

The corners of her lips rose, but she smiled sincerely: "She just prayed for blessings and returned to the palace, so she worried about my affairs, I didn't want her to be disappointed, and I didn't want her to always worry about me, so I agreed, first to tell her to be at ease, and then talk about it after a while." ”

Song Yunjia's eyes changed a few times, looking a little obscure, staring at her for a long time, before he let out a long sigh, raised his hand, and rubbed the top of her head: "Yuan Yuan will feel distressed when he grows up." ”

This posture is really similar to Zhao Chengyan!

Obviously a person of the same generation.

Zhao Yingxu dodged: "Don't always rub me, I don't grow taller when I look back, Uncle Huang also likes to rub my head when he sees me in the past two days, it's really not long, are you responsible?" ”

Song Yunjia smiled: "Have you seen His Royal Highness King Yan in the past two days?" ”

She hummed: "Yesterday, I saw Xue Xianting, and I also saw Uncle Huang coming, and I had a good blind date banquet, and Uncle Huang also made peace with me." ”

It's like a coquettish little girl.

Song Yunjia's face changed slightly, and he was silent for a long time before he remembered to teach her a lesson: "Don't talk nonsense, arrange the elders." ”