Chapter Twenty-Three: This Matter Has Nothing to Do with the Wind and the Moon
On the way back to the Old Summer Palace, Hongli didn't speak, Xiao Feng knew that he was upset, and he didn't talk much. Two people waved a long horsewhip, roaring all the way, rolling up the loess all over the sky.
It's a pity that the wind can blow away the dust, but it can't blow away the pain in the heart, and Hongli keeps circling the picture of the deep love between Xi Guifei and Hongday's mother and son. It was a knot in his heart that he would never break. He asked himself repeatedly, if he could put down his body, like Hongday, he would please and welcome, and even coquettish and pretend to be filial, would Eniang treat him kindly, and would he be intimate with him?
It's not that I don't realize that my resentment stems from jealousy. He was jealous that Hongyang could call his own Eniang, and he was jealous that Eniang remembered that Hongli liked Pu'er, but he didn't know what this in-law's son liked.
But he hated himself even more for not being Hongday, he couldn't learn that kind of look, and he couldn't pretend. All the resentment accumulated in his heart, Hongli really hated that he couldn't fly with the wind like this flying dust, far away from the hustle and bustle of the world.
Jin Lan walked in lightly, saw that the eldest brother was already asleep, and said in a low voice: "Fujin, when the prince came back, he went straight to the study, as if he was angry." ”
Panyu knew that Fu Jin must want to accompany Hongli at this time, so he said thoughtfully: "Fu Jin go and talk to the fourth master, the concubine is here to take care of Yonghuang." ”
Lan Xin shook his head and gently stroked his eyes: "Crying like this, I'm afraid that my master will be more upset when I see it." The things in the palace are inextricably linked, and it is not quiet to come back, so it is necessary that the master dislikes us. You also bruised your palm, so it's better to go back to your room and rest earlier. When passing by the study, give the master tea to moisten his throat. ”
Since Fujin said so, I hope that the language is not good and insists on something. "The concubine has retired."
Jinlan sent Panyu out, and was about to retreat. But she heard Fu Jin tell her: "Call Zhilan over, I have something to ask her." ”
"Got it." Jinlan moved softly to cover the door.
When he was about to walk to the study, Panyu stopped and said to Le Lan: "You go and serve a cup of tea, I'll wait here for the tea to come before going in." ”
Lelan blessed his body, and retreated in a cheerful response. When I turned to the pantry, I seemed to see Xiao Feng shaking in. She was overjoyed, and hurriedly stopped and tidied up her clothes, for fear of being a little indecent.
Xiao Feng just went in and found that Zhilan was there, and a smile appeared on his expressionless face: "Sister Zhilan, why are you here?" ”
"Where else can I be if I'm not here?" Zhilan said casually: "When you are a slave, isn't it just to shake here all day long!" Turning his mind and mentioning his spirit again, Zhilan smiled and said, "The prince is back?" ”
"Returned." Xiao Feng nodded, and his expression was a little more restrained: "The prince is in a bad mood, and as soon as he comes back, he goes straight to the study, and he hasn't even been to Fujin." No, I'm afraid that the fourth master will be thirsty, so let's see what good tea is there for the fourth master. ”
"Yes, the water is just boiling." Zhilan pursed her lips and smiled gently: "Let me come." The fourth master likes Longjing the most, if you want to reduce the fire, add some honey to tune it, and it is best to moisten the throat. ”
Xiao Feng thanked again and again: "Sister Zhilan is worthy of growing up with the prince, and she understands the prince's mind the most. ”
Zhilan's cheeks were flushed, and her snow-like skin was thinly reflected, which was very good-looking: "you, isn't it just to save you a cup of tea, and you can say it nicely." ”
"But isn't it, except for Sister Zhilan, who else can understand the prince's mind so well. To say something disrespectful, even Fujin may not be clear. Xiao Feng likes to see Zhilan smiling, and his heart is happy, and there is no door on his lips, and everything slips out of his mouth.
Glancing at Xiao Feng, Zhilan's face was a little gloomy: "Don't talk about these things that you don't have, you are gossiping, if it falls into the ears of others, you may not be able to arrange what kind of words." I don't want to be like Mei Yan, saying that she was kicked out without even packing up her things. ”
"Yes, yes, yes." Xiao Feng said again and again: "I just didn't mean to say it, look sister, you are in a hurry." If you don't like it, you don't dare to say it in the future. Besides, there's no one here! While speaking, Xiao Feng and Zhilan unconsciously glanced towards the door, and happened to find Le Lan standing there.
"You're so bold to stand here and eavesdrop." Zhilan's arrogant voice was quite majestic: "Who asked you to come, and what do you want?" If you don't tell the truth, I will punish you well. ”
When Le Lan heard this, his face immediately changed color: "Sister Zhilan misunderstood, Fang Fujin wants to serve tea to the prince and let the slave and maid prepare." When the slave and maid walked outside the door, they saw that their sister and Xiao Feng were there, and they didn't dare to disturb your talk, so they stood silent. From beginning to end, the slave didn't eavesdrop on anything, and I hope my sister won't misunderstand. ”
"No?" Zhilan snorted coldly: "It's not like you say it, just follow me to see Fujin." ”
Le Lan knew Zhilan's temper, and in addition to apologizing again and again, he didn't even dare to say half a hard word. The slave really didn't eavesdrop, and she knew that she shouldn't break the rules and make her sister unhappy. However, Fang Fujin is still waiting for the slave maid to serve tea to the prince, and begging his sister to spare the slave and maid this time. ”
Xiao Feng thought that Zhilan avoided Fang Fujin, and he must be angry, and resented Lelan to suppress her with Fang Fujin. I had to persuade: "Sister Zhilan, don't be angry, Lelan is the most honest and well-behaved on weekdays, and she will definitely not dare to do such a thing." Xu Fangfu Jin is really in a hurry, for the sake of my thin noodles, forget it. ”
"Okay. Since you feel so, forget it this time. Zhilan responded very easily, as if giving Xiao Feng a lot of face.
Le Lan breathed a sigh of relief in his heart and thanked him tightly. smiled gratefully at Xiao Feng again, and his eyebrows faintly revealed the thoughts of his little daughter.
Zhilan saw that Le Lan was about to make a move, so she stopped and said, "I don't need you to come, I have already prepared the tea for the prince." He pointed to the purple clay pot that was resting in Xiao Feng's hand: "Didn't you say that Fang Fujin was waiting, why don't you go quickly." ”
Xiao Feng felt strange in his heart, and was about to speak, but was stopped by Zhilan's sharp gaze, so he had to echo: "Go quickly, don't let the prince and Fang Fujin wait too long." ”
Le Lan thanked him again and again before retreating with tea.
Seeing that she was walking away, Xiao Feng hurriedly asked, "Didn't you say that the fourth master likes Longjing the most?" Sister Zhilan, how did you let Lelan go to Fengpu'er? ”
Zhilan's eyes turned into a smile, and her delicate face was full of spring: "If it is prepared for Fujin, it is naturally the best Longjing." Ke Lai Lan was presented to Fang Fujin, and it must be the best in Pu'er. The things in the house can be done but not solved. Seeing Xiao Feng's confused face, Zhilan said mysteriously: "When I prepare this dragon well with honey, you can present it to the prince, and it will be clear." ”
Xiao Feng was suspicious, although he guessed that Zhilan had ulterior motives, but he really couldn't see clearly what kind of intentions he was motivating. I wanted to ask something more, but it was Jinlan who walked in.
"Sister Zhilan, Fujin invites you to come over, I have something to say." Jinlan blessed the blessed body: "At this time, Fu Jin is sleeping with the eldest brother in the inner bed." ”
"Got it." Zhilan carefully mixed the honey tea, smiled and said to Xiao Feng: "It's almost over, you go and serve tea." Be sure to answer your questions. Before Xiao Feng could come back to his senses, Zhilan had already turned around and left.
Looking at Zhilan's back, Xiao Feng couldn't tell what it was like. He liked Zhilan, even though he had always known that Zhilan didn't look down on him as a little entourage. What's more, he didn't fail to guess that the only one who could occupy a place in Zhilan's heart was the prince.
With tea, Xiao Feng came to the study without delay. Before he could walk in, he saw the side Fujin Ulanala clan walking out with red eyes and tears streaming down his face. Behind him was Lelan, who was gray-faced, trembling all over, and whimpering lowly.
"Side Fujin." Xiao Feng frowned, worried, "What's wrong?" Are you alright? ”
Pan Yu glanced at Xiao Feng, and when he saw him holding the tea cup, his heart suddenly became much clearer. She smiled, tugging at the twitching corners of her lips, trying not to be too ugly: "Aren't you all ready, and come and ask me." ”
Xiao Feng was stunned for a moment, and then understood something: "Side Fujin, you misunderstood, this tea is a ...... prepared by Zhilan"
"That's good." Pan Yu wiped away the tears on her face and said as usual: "She grew up with the fourth master, and she must know the spleen and stomach of the fourth master." The tea she prepares must be superb. ”
"Side Fujin ......" Xiao Feng suddenly felt that the more he said, the more wrong he became, and he didn't dare to say more easily.
Pan Yu's cold face numbly maintained a smile, and called Le Lan: "Let's go, go back and pack your things." ”
"Lord Wang." Xiao Feng stubbornly called out, and finally realized that the fragments of the purple clay pot and the fragrant Pu'er tea were all over the place.
"You go and prepare, and tomorrow morning, you will go back to the palace." Hongli clasped his hands together and kept beating his forehead, as if he was distressed. I couldn't swallow this breath in my heart, and my mother's heart was just pounced on others, and even his usual and proper side Fujin would make him uncomfortable at this time. "The emperor is sick with a dragon, where does this king still have the heart to stay in this Old Summer Palace to escape the summer and enjoy the scenery."
"Yes." Xiao Feng put down the teacup and responded respectfully.
"You go and tell Fujin." Hongli let out a long breath, thinking of the dead Fucha clan. "At the mouth of the storm, there should be something up and down in the house. Tell Fujin, Fucha's funeral, everything is simple. Hongli didn't want to be too wronged by Yonghuang, so he added: "According to the decency that Fujin should have." ”
"Got it." Xiao Feng rarely saw the prince frowning like this, and he was curious about what the prince saw in the Heart Cultivation Palace. Bending down to pick up the debris on the ground, Xiao Feng remembered Zhilan's words, and hurriedly said, "Fourth Master, drink Longjing to moisten your throat." ”
"You don't have to have Pu'er in the back house, and this king can't stand that smell the most." Hongli still felt puzzled, and he couldn't take care of it, so he had to sprinkle his resentment on Panyu. Even if he was angry, he still felt that his heart was full: "Go ahead, this king wants to be alone." ”