Chapter 332: Finding a Home
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Wen Yaojia's eyebrows moved, and she faintly felt in her heart that what Yang Qinghuan said would not be a good thing at all. But her face was still impassive, she smiled at Yang Qinghuan lightly, and said softly: "Princess Su said this, she is really tormenting the slave." All the slaves and maids are the faces given by the prince. Princess Su, you and our princess are a family, and you can't stand being angry, Princess Su, you say this. ”
Yang Qinghuan didn't care what Wen Yaojia said, smiled and said slowly: "You shouldn't see me outside, the eleventh brother has already entrusted me with your affairs!" ”
Wen Yaojia was obviously stunned, and she couldn't come back to her senses, "Entrust it to you?" What has our Highness entrusted to you? ”
Yang Qinghuan smiled and said, "Your marriage! Brother Eleventh has mentioned to me more than once, you are the person who has been with him for the longest time, and now that you are so old, you must have a good home. However, Xiangwangfu really can't find any suitable candidates. So, I'll do it. I've still looked for you very carefully, have you heard of Li Ji, a member of the household department? Oh, by the way, you're often in the boudoir, so naturally you don't know. Yang Qinghuan spoke eloquently, not allowing Wen Yaojia to speak at all, "Although he is from a poor family, he is also a very promising person. Now that Jiulang is in charge of the household department, he values him very much, so he will naturally focus on promotion. Their family has a simple population, no mother in the early years, and only an old father. He is also an only son, and you will be in charge of the house directly after you enter the door, the same thing you are doing now. ”
Wen Yaojia listened to Yang Qinghuan's words before and after, and her face turned green. His face was calm, but his fingers couldn't help but twist together. From the bottom of her heart, she felt that what Yang Qinghuan said to her was humiliation, a great humiliation. But at this moment, what can she say, she really has nothing to say. When he was about to come, he only asked Yang Qinghuan in a daze: "Your Highness, is that really what you said?" ”
Yang Qinghuan nodded as a matter of course, and smiled at Wen Yaojia, "Isn't that the original word!" You also saw that the eleventh brother married the seventh sister of my family. A pair of beautiful people envied the entire Luoyang City. But you can't just care about your own love, whether the people in the house are or not. You see, Zhu Yi next to my seventh sister is about to get married. followed by bamboo branches and bamboo hearts, all of which are to be married. In the past, there was no one in your house who was in charge of these things, but now that you have a hostess, it is natural that you will not delay your good years. ”
Wen Yao's hands trembled angrily, but she still gave Yang Qinghuan a smile, "Since this is the case, then it is really annoying that Princess Su has to worry about such a trivial person as a slave and maid." ”
Yang Qinghuan smiled more and more gently, and stepped forward affectionately, grabbed Wen Yaojia's arm, patted her and said, "The eleventh brother and my seventh sister are all your own siblings, and you really don't have to be too polite with me." ”
Wen Yaojia was full of anger, silently listened to Yang Qinghuan say a lot of words, and when Yang Qinghuan left, she didn't dare to slack off, only waiting for Lu'e to tell her that Yang Qinghuan had left the yard, she suddenly poured the shower in her hand on the ground, with tears in her eyes, and turned into the house.
Yang Qinghuan came out of Wen Yaojia, and did not return to Yang Qiqi, and directly said goodbye and left the Xiangwang Mansion.
As soon as Yang Qinghuan walked out of the door of Xiangwang's Mansion, the little maid sent out by Zhuxin came to talk back to Yang Qiqi.
"Princess Su proposed marriage to Miss Ayao, saying that it was a man from the household, and the slave didn't hear it too clearly...... As soon as Princess Su left, Miss Ayao turned her head and poured the shower on the ground, looking very unhappy. The little girl learned all the expressions of the two of them.
Yang Qiqi smiled when he heard this, and said, "You are a well-spoken person, Zhuxin, promote her to be a second-class maid." ”
Zhu Xin responded, asked the little maid to go down to receive the reward, turned his head and asked Yang Qiqi again: "Princess Su is in charge of this, are we ......?"
Before Zhuzhi finished speaking, Yang Qiqi shook his head and said with a smile: "Just ...... I don't know. Yang Qiqi understood Yang Qinghuan's intentions, Wen Yaojia's identity was too sensitive, and Yang Qinghuan didn't want her to interfere too much, and then cause any unnecessary trouble. Yang Qinghuan's kindness, she deserves it.
In the evening, Murong Zhao took care of his errands, and as soon as he returned to Xiangwang's Mansion, he met Lu E, who was waiting there early in the morning.
Lu E's eyes were full of tears, and after asking Murong Zhao for peace, she immediately stopped him from going to the main courtyard, and said, "Your Highness, you should go and take a look at Sister A-Yao!" ”
Murong Zhao frowned and asked Lu E, "Ah Yao? What's wrong with her? ”
Lu E simply told Murong Zhao about Yang Qinghuan's coming, "Sister Ayao said that now that she is annoying in Xiangwang's Mansion, it is better to pack up your things and leave early, and she is packing her luggage at this time." However, there is something to ask Your Highness! Your Highness, Sister Yao has been by your side for so many years, you can't just let her go like this. ”
Murong Zhao's eyes were heavy, he pursed his lips and didn't say anything, and thought for a moment before leaving with Lu'e.
Originally, as soon as Murong Zhao returned home, he must have been going to see Yang Qiqi non-stop most of the time. This was the first time that she was asked to leave by Lu'e, and she went elsewhere in the inner courtyard.
Zhu Xin knew the ins and outs of this matter, and when she heard that Murong Zhao was invited away by the people from Wen Yaojia's side, she said to Yang Qiqi with some peace of mind: "Princess, Your Highness will go to Ayao's side when she returns home." I don't know how A-Yao will sue His Highness! I don't know if His Royal Highness will think that Princess Su is meddling, and her hand is stretched into the inner courtyard of King Xiang's mansion. ”
Yang Qiqi smiled slightly, and said calmly: "It's okay to do whatever they want, if he can really be at the mercy of A-Yao, then I have nothing to say." ”
Zhu Xin couldn't react to the meaning of Yang Qiqi's words, but Yang Qiqi didn't want to say anything anymore.
On the other side, Murong Zhao entered Wen Yaojia's house. On the table of the Eight Immortals in the room, there were meals for noon and evening, and the meals were not touched.
Wen Yaojia shed tears and packed her baggage. Hearing the sound of Murong Zhao entering the door, she just pretended not to hear it.
Murong Zhao frowned and stood at the door, holding his arms and watching Wen Yaojia move neatly, without saying a word.
Wen Yaojia clearly felt that Murong Zhao had already entered the door, but there was no movement for a long time, she was obviously a little overwhelmed, and she was also idle and absent-minded when she packed up her things. This terrible silence made her feel inexplicably empty, and she couldn't see what Murong Zhao was thinking at this moment.
In the past, Wen Yaojia still felt that she had some weight in Murong Zhao's heart, or that he liked her, and he was special and different from her. But at this moment, Wen Yaojia suddenly lost her confidence.
She squeezed the clothes in her hand tightly, turned to look at Murong Zhao, her voice was dyed with heavy crying, and said, "Your Highness really plans to drive Ayao out of the mansion, right?" ”
Murong Zhao's expression was faint, there seemed to be a smile on the corner of his mouth, and he looked very solemn, "How did I say that I just returned home today, and I heard Lu E say that you have to pack up your baggage and leave." ”
Wen Yaojia cried aggrievedly: "Didn't His Highness go down to Princess Su and say that he wanted to choose a suitable person for me?" Princess Su came here today for this matter. Since His Highness wants me to go, what else can I say? When Wen Yaojia spoke, she carefully paid attention to Murong Zhao's expression with the corner of her eye.
Murong Zhao heard Wen Yaojia's words, his face was unwavering, he looked very calm and indifferent, and smiled: "Ah Yao, you are old, you can't keep delaying like this, not only you, but even Lu'e and them, but whenever you are old, I will naturally make decisions for you." ”
Wen Yaojia originally thought that these were all made by Yang Qinghuan on his own initiative and under the banner of Murong Zhao. She didn't believe that these could really be said by Murong Zhao to Yang Qinghuan himself. Wen Yaojia's heart was twisted by this sentence, and she said stupidly: "Your Highness, did you really say such things to Princess Su?" You, but you said this to me to cover up for the princess? ”
Murong Zhao smiled and said, "What do I have to hide for the princess?" She has been busy with Zhuyi's marriage for a while, how can she have this kung fu. Moreover, it has been three months since the princess entered the palace, and now the middle feed in our house is still in your hands, what can the princess manage? ”
Wen Yaojia couldn't help but take a step back, and said, "Your Highness, are you really in a hurry to marry me off?" ”
Murong Zhao bowed his head and said, "Cousin, you should also think about your life, you really shouldn't put your mind on an unworthy person." ”
Wen Yaojia's heart was sour, her eyes crackled, and if the beads were broken, she choked up and said: "Your Highness, I, I will return the key to the princess, I will no longer be nosy, please, don't dare me to go out." I don't want to get married, I just want to serve you and the princess for the rest of my life. ”
Murong Zhao lowered his head and said lightly: "If you feel that you are too anxious, I will delay this matter a little longer." But A-Yao, even Lu Nucheng began to worry about your business. You are my relative, and you are also the princess's relative, and we naturally hope that you will be well. ”
Wen Yaojia knelt on the ground in a dejected manner, and didn't listen to what Murong Zhao said, but kept shaking her head and said, "No, no, no, I have always been by your side, Your Highness, I have been with you for so long." You marry and start a family, you say that your heart can't give me all of it, it doesn't matter, I don't want anything, and I don't want you to see me more. As long as you can stay in Xiangwang's Mansion. Slaves and maids don't live in this courtyard, even if they live in a group house, as long as they let the slaves and maids ......"
"Ah Yao," Murong Zhao reminded Wen Yaojia in a deep voice, "Cousin, you wasted all your time on me needlessly, you should have your own days." As for the Wen family's affairs, Xiao Qi and I are all in our hearts, and we will return you a palace road. For the sake of the present, you must always have a good home. ”
Wen Yaojia stepped forward on her knees crying, hugged Murong Zhao's knees, leaned on his legs and cried, "No, no! No one but you is my home! ”。