Chapter Ninety-Seven: What a Regret
The news spread quickly.
His Royal Highness the Crown Prince went down to Yun Fengyi's house, but came out in a blink of an eye.
And the face is ugly.
And since then, more than ten days have passed, and His Royal Highness has never set foot in Pingle Garden again, let alone called her to meet in Zhaohua Palace.
What is the difference between this and Guo Liangyuan and Lin Fengyi's treatment?
Originally, everyone thought that although Yun Fengyi was from a low background, she was the only woman His Highness took the initiative to want, so it would be different.
Who knows it's still the same.
Most of the people in the East Palace immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
Especially Concubine Chen and Lin Fengyi, after hearing the news, they completely fell into their hearts, and even wanted to listen to a play to celebrate.
Although everyone is not favored by the prince, it is different.
Concubine Chen has a noble background, and Lin Fengyi has the support of the queen's mother. Although Guo Liangyuan was born in a small official family, he was also rewarded by the emperor to the crown prince in a serious draft.
Only Yun Dai is different.
She has no background, no backer, and the only thing she can rely on is the favor of His Royal Highness the Prince.
If she doesn't even have pampering, then what else does she have?
Can she still stay comfortably in the East Palace?
Scold.
A smile appeared on Concubine Chen's face.
On the same day, the ice in the ice bucket in Yun Dai's house was cut off.
The weather is getting hotter and hotter, and if there is no ice bucket in the house, it will be hot and hot, and it will be difficult to sleep at night.
Knowing that squeaking non-stop is even more irritating.
In ancient times when there was no air conditioning, no refrigerator, no ice buckets, life was sad.
Yun Dai didn't expect it to be so hot here.
She was wearing a short blouse, knee-length gauze trousers, sitting cross-legged on a chair, holding a puff fan to fan the wind.
It's naturally rude to wear it like this, but there is no one else here, only two palace maids, so it doesn't matter. It's hot to death, and the long and thick skirt is really unbearable.
Yuzhu and Forsythia were also sweating, and they sprinkled cold water from the well on the ground to cool down.
"Why hasn't the ice come here yet?" Forsythia put down the barrel and asked outside, "Liansheng Lianyun, where did you go to play?" ”
Lian Sheng Lianyun ran in sweating profusely, with a sad face: "Said that today's ice ran out, tell us to bear with it and send it next time." ”
"What?" Forsythia said angrily, "I haven't heard of ice being enough for the little masters in any year, it's obviously deliberate!" ”
"Well, what then?" The little eunuch was helpless.
The chores of the East Palace are all in charge of Concubine Chen, and if they don't give it, can they still rob it.
Yun Dai hula hula shook the big pu fan and said, "If you don't have it, you don't need it, isn't there a melon and fruit, and there is sour plum soup, sit down and drink a bowl." ”
Yuzhu smiled: "The little master is not too hot, and the slave is not hot either." ”
She used to shake the fan for her, but Yun Dai didn't want it, saying that she was shaking it cool.
Forsythia went to the kitchen to get sour plum soup and melons and fruits, but he came back empty-handed, with an ugly face: "The kitchen said that there were no such things, and they were all used by His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and Concubine Chen." ”
The situation in the small kitchen Yun Dai knew that Aunt Mo Chun would not be so mean, and nine times out of ten it was ordered by Concubine Chen.
This is to see that she does not have the favor of the prince, and the autumn queen is settling.
Yuzhu said: "Let's go early tomorrow, forsythia, don't be angry, go and wash the clothes." ”
"It's so hot, how do you wash it?" Forsythia couldn't do it, so he shook his hand and left.
It's really embarrassing.
She used to work in the Ceremonial Bureau, where did she suffer from this.
originally thought that he would have a future when he was transferred to Pingle Yuan, but who knew that the master here would not be favored by His Royal Highness, and he was still a dou who couldn't be helped.
What a regret.