Tomorrow is the day when Fang Qingxi enters the palace as an official, and the Fang Mansion is much more lively than before. Since Fang Zhiling entered the palace as a concubine, the Fang family's status in the government and the opposition has made a further leap, and the Fang family has become the largest family in the capital for a while. The honor that Fang Zhiling brought to the Fang family could no longer satisfy Fang Weizhong's slight ambition at this time, and Fang Qingxi still became the key.

Returning from Qingyanju, Fang Qingxi was already exhausted, and Wan Xin hurriedly instructed his subordinates to prepare bath water to relieve Fang Qingxi's fatigue.

The screen of the magpie announcing the morning blocked the scene of the inner room, and Fang Qingxi bathed and changed clothes under Wanxin's service.

"Miss."

"Huh?"

"The rosary should have almost everything to prepare, but when you enter the palace tomorrow, you have to send gifts everywhere?"

"Don't be in a hurry to do this matter, first put your things in your residence, and then find time to send them after you meet the nobles in the palace."

Previously, Fang Qingxi embroidered a few clothes according to the preferences of several favored concubines in the harem, and she originally planned to give them as gifts when she visited various places after entering the palace.

"Miss, just now the concubine Niangniang sent someone back to the house, saying that the young lady should not go to the residence of the concubine Niangniang after entering the palace tomorrow, so as not to gossip about others."

"What do you think about this?"

"The slave maid thinks that the identity of the concubine is noble, but no matter what, she is a young lady from the Fang family, how can there be a reason for the younger sister to enter the palace and the sister not to come forward?"

"There are rules in the palace, and my sister is a concubine, how can she ignore the palace rules and etiquette? Besides, there are so many pairs of eyes staring at her in the palace, and it is difficult for her to see me. ”

What kind of place is in the palace Fang Qingxi didn't know, Fang Zhiling was a proud woman, and she would not show her fragile side in front of outsiders.

"Miss, I'm afraid that life in this palace is not very easy, and the slave maid is afraid of ......"

"Wanxin, you and I grew up together, you can't know my character very well, although there are many unexpected things happening in life in the palace, it doesn't mean that we can't live tenaciously in that place."

Fang Weizhong instructed Fang Qingxi a lot in Qingyan Ju, and the various forces in the palace Qingxi already knew it, and Fang Weizhong's instructions were always in her mind.

The palace is a hell where countless women have been buried, and at the same time, a paradise where countless legendary lives have been buried. Every woman who enters the palace has a chance to choose heaven or hell, but most women are always unwilling to give up their immediate interests, and finally end up in hell.

In the palace, it is the best policy to protect yourself, as long as people are still there, they are not afraid that there will be no chance to turn over.

Wan Xin noticed the strange look in Fang Qingxi's eyes, she believed that her young lady had already made a plan, and since this was the case, she could no longer worry.

"Wanxin, tonight you and the rosary will put the work in our hands away, and let's get together by the moonlight."

"Miss, do you want to invite the eldest young master over?"

Wanxin remembered that Fang Tianqi said that he would come to practice for his own young lady, and seeing that the sunset was gradually covering the sky, Wanxin was really unsure whether to invite Fang Tianqi over.

"The eldest brother has been busy with the affairs of the DPRK and China in recent days, let's not disturb him, tonight is just a small gathering of Rong Ge."

Fang Qingxi has always disliked extravagance and waste, and this time it was even more so, Wan Xin, who had been instructed, hurriedly ran to the rosary to discuss how to prepare for the evening gathering.

In the evening, the other subordinates in the Rong Pavilion were sent back early by Wan Xin and the rosary, and only the three masters and servants were left in the entire courtyard.

On the stone table in the courtyard are delicately made snacks and fruits, which are Fang Qingxi's favorite foods on weekdays. The two girls prepared the things early, and Wanxin even took out the peach blossom brew buried under the tree the year before.

Under the moonlight, Fang Qingxi stood under the tree with a jade flute in his hand, and the sound of the flute mixed with the faint earthy fragrance permeated the night in this late winter. Occasionally, the wind blew, and the fox fur raised an arc, and the thoughts of the people under the trees had long since disappeared.

Wan Xin sat on the stone bench with her chin in her hands, looking at the young lady standing under the tree, enjoying the beautiful music by herself. The rosary went back to the house and took a few small pestles, and took another cloak and draped it on Wanxin's body.

"It's windy outside, be careful."

Seeing that the rosary cared so much about herself, Wanxin's heart warmed, and the previous mustard also disappeared at this moment.

"Only a cape? Miss there ......"

"The cloak is roasting in the inner room, and I'll change it when the young lady is free."

"It's tizzy at night, don't let Miss get sick."

"Don't worry, Miss has me to take care of you here, I don't see that your face is very good, otherwise go back to the room and rest."

"I'm fine, Miss finally has the idea of admiring the moon, how can we be subordinates to ruin her interest?"

Wan Xin pressed her temples as she spoke, her appearance was in the eyes of the rosary, the rosary poured a cup of hot tea for her, and then came to Fang Qingxi's side and whispered a reminder.

"Miss, it's cold at night, go back to the room with the slave and maid to change clothes."

The sound of the flute was stagnant, and Qingxi couldn't help but sigh, and the interest in playing the flute today was probably gone.

Accompanied by the rosary, Qingxi went back to the room to change her clothes, and when she came out, she found that there was obviously one more person in the courtyard, that person, how could she forget?

"The king, the prince?"

Seeing Wu Zhen appear in her courtyard, Qingxi was surprised but also worried about the turmoil caused by Wu Zhen's arrival, Fang Weizhong told her more than once that as a female official, she should not have too close relationships with members of the royal family, and she didn't want to cause unnecessary trouble.

Noticing the unnaturalness in Fang Qingxi's eyes, Wu Zhen knew that she had some scruples. Did she really think of him as a flood beast?

"This king passed by Fang's mansion and was attracted by the sound of Miss Fang's flute, and I hope that Miss Fang will not be surprised."

"The prince is serious, but this night is heavy, and the prince is leisurely and elegant."

"Isn't the second lady also admiring the moon and cooking wine in the middle of the night?"

"When I had nothing to do, I had a small gathering with the maids, but I never wanted to disturb the prince."

Fang Qingxi deliberately kept her distance from Wu Zhen, she thought that Wu Zhen's mind would definitely know what she was thinking, and she would not embarrass her here.

Wu Zhen had already heard the meaning of Qingxi's words, but he didn't plan to leave. He tried his best to come to Rong Pavilion, how could he leave so easily?

"The wine in the courtyard of the second lady is very fragrant, I wonder if the young lady can enjoy the king's cup of wine to eat?"

"Isn't the prince slapping his face like this? How can the prince not be allowed to taste wine? Prayer beads, open the flowers, Wanxin, go to the house and bring the blanket of the lynx that the eldest princess has rewarded, and I will sit on the ground with the prince. ”

Seeing that Wu Zhen had no intention of leaving, Qingxi was not entangled in this. Wu Zhen, the person she already regarded as a friend, she didn't dislike him, did she?

After receiving the order, the two maids hurriedly went to prepare, and Wu Zhen saw that Qingxi was not disgusted with his existence, and a smile gradually appeared on his face.

"But the prince wants to listen to music?"

"This king has never heard you play the piano, and today by the moonlight, I don't know if I can enjoy my face?"

"Since the prince wants to listen to the music, Qingxi plays it, and I ask the prince to wait for a while."

Fang Qingxi's piano sound is not something that anyone can hear if they want to listen to it, in Qingxi's heart, her piano is played for her confidants, not for the dignitaries to find fun. She was willing to play music to Wu Zhen, just to repay her previous kindness, Wu Zhen gave her a lot of help during this time, and she should try her best to repay this kindness.

The sealed jar was opened, and the aroma of wine, which had not been strong before, suddenly filled the air. Fang Qingxi and the others temporarily put aside their status and rank, honor and disgrace, and sat on the ground one after another. The guqin played an intoxicating tune under the green and agile hands, Wu Zhen closed his eyes and listened, regardless of drinking, the fluctuations of each string had deep emotions in it, and Wu Zhen was definitely the one who understood her and read her. The so-called confidant, I'm afraid it's nothing more than that.

As soon as the song was played, everyone present was amazed by Qingxi's piano skills, Qingxi put the guqin on the ground, turned to Wu Zhen and said:

"Lord Wang, Qingxi is ugly."

"Miss Fang Er's piano skills are really wonderful, wonderful!"

This is the first time Wu Zhen has heard Fang Qingxi play the piano, and he still remembers the scene when he was attracted by Qingxi's flute at Fang Weizhong's birthday banquet last year, and he had to admit that Qingxi's understanding of music has reached a certain level. Such a woman should not have been buried in the palace.

"Qingxi is not talented, the prince should not be surprised."

"Isn't it very boring for you to say that you say this, this king does not like those who blindly promise, and the people of the royal family do not like it either."

"What the prince said, Qingxi is taught."

The mention of Qingxi in Wu Zhen's words had already been taken to heart, and she was very grateful that he could tell her this at the right time, which would be of great help to her life after entering the palace.

"I'm going to enter the palace tomorrow, how are you preparing?"

"Everything is in order."

"The queen mother's side has already said hello, and I won't embarrass you if I want to come to her old man's house."

Wu Zhen had already heard about the last time Qingxi entered the palace to choose, he had already sent a letter to Li Qinhan to ask Li Qinhan to take care of her, and he had been there more than once after the Queen Mother, but fortunately, his mother was not too ruthless, and finally promised not to embarrass her.

"Actually, the prince doesn't have to be like this."

Wu Zhen's kindness is already in her heart, but she doesn't want him to have a dislike with the Queen Mother because of her relationship, thinking that in the eyes of the Queen Mother, she is already a red face and a disaster in the country of cholera, and she can't afford such a crime.

"This king is not for you, the queen mother's temperament is too strong, it is inevitable that she will have disputes with the concubine in the palace, the queen mother's foundation is unstable, how can this king let her offend the eldest princess's forces?"

"The prince shouldn't have said this to Qingxi, isn't the prince afraid that Qingxi will inform the eldest princess of this remark?"

"You won't."

Meeting Wu Zhen's slightly firm eyes, Qingxi was in a trance for a moment, and his watery eyes in the moonlight made her almost addicted.

The strangeness between the two was seen by the two maids, and the two looked at each other and already had a countermeasure in their hearts.

"Lord Wang, this is a snack made by the young lady herself, you can try it."

Wanxin brought a plate of dim sum to Wu Zhen, and Wu Zhen and Qingxi realized that each other was wrong, and quickly withdrew their gaze.

"Lord Wang, I'll send the piano back to the room first."

"Okay."

Fang Qingxi returned to the inner room accompanied by the rosary, and only Wu Zhen and Wanxin were left in the courtyard. Staying with such a cold-tempered prince, Wanxin was afraid that one would accidentally annoy the prince.

Wu Zhen noticed Wan Xin's nervousness, but he was not interested in her.

"What is your lady's favorite thing on weekdays?"

"Huh?"

Leng Buding was asked by Wu Zhen like this, Wan Xin was startled at first, and then found out that something was wrong with her, and hurriedly replied carefully:

"Back to the prince, Miss, she likes to play music the most on weekdays."

"Is there anything else besides?"

"Miss, she also likes to play chess on weekdays."