In an elegant courtyard on the east side of the front yard of the Marquis of Anping, an almost dark inkwell lies on one side, and on the shore is a bookcase made of a monolithic boulder.

A few willow leaves were swept by the wind, swirling and falling onto the bookcase. In the inkstone, in the pen wash, they are all occupied by fallen leaves, and no one takes care of them.

A maid of about seventeen or eighteen years old, with a high bun, walked into the courtyard gate, and when she saw the messy bookcase, her brows furrowed, and she glanced sideways at the little girl before stepping into the house.

Outside, a young man is standing by the window with his hands behind his back.

"Shizi." The maid stepped forward and whispered to the man's back.

The young man's figure did not move, only a faint "um".

"Madame told the slave maid to inform you, you should enter the palace with the marquis to thank you."

For a long time, without getting an answer from the person in front of her, the maid couldn't help but raise her head slightly.

Shizi still had his back to her, as if he had maintained this posture all along, so that she could not get a glimpse of his expression at the moment.

The maid's gaze fell on the hands of Shizi overlapping behind his back, and he saw that the two slender white hands were clenched into fists, and because they were too hard, the two fists were unusually pale.

The maid's heart jumped, and her face was worried.

The prince must not be satisfied with this marriage, Najia and the princess knew that the prince had no intention of her, why was she so domineering, and she forced each other with a holy decree!

Pity their sons, in the future, they will not only have to face the delicate and domineering Princess Jiahe every day, but also become a royal concubine, and there will be no place to display their talents.

I don't know how long it took, when the maid was about to remind the prince again, the son finally responded.

"Go tell Mother and I'll be here later."

The maid breathed a sigh of relief, then bowed down and exited the room.

Passing through the courtyard, the maid glanced at the messy bookcase again, and as the time passed, there were more and more fallen leaves on it.

The maid moved her steps, walked to the side of the servant, and scolded softly: "The son of the world is good, you dare to be so lazy?" Seeing this bookcase, I don't know how to clean it up? This is the favorite place of the world, if he sees it, no matter how good his temperament is, he will definitely punish you heavily! ”

The little guy took two steps back in a panic, and bowed his head and said: "It's the prince, the prince said that he won't have to clean up here in the future, he won't use it anymore-"

The maid's anger stagnated, and then all dissipated, turning into a sense of sorrow. She cast a complicated glance in the direction of Shizi, and after retracting her gaze, she ignored the little servant and walked straight out of the courtyard.

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In the main hall of the front yard, the Marquis of Anping has changed into his court clothes and is waiting for his son's arrival with Mrs. Anping Hou.

Seeing the maid who came to talk back, Mrs. Anping Hou couldn't bear it, and asked first, "How is the son?" ”

The maid's face was embarrassed, and she hesitated and whispered: "Shizi - abandon his ink pool and rock book case. ”

Mrs. Anping Hou was stunned, and suddenly remembered that when Ze'er was young, she read Zhang Zhi in the book to learn from the pool, and the pond was black, and then Wang Youjun built a depression to wash with a pen, calling it the ink pool.

Ze'er admired it, specially ordered people to dig soil in front of the house to build a pool, and made a boulder into a bookcase, since then only in the wind and rain when stepping into the study, as long as the sky is clear, then sit by the pool to read and write, after many years of hard work, a pool of water gradually to deep black, like another party "ink pool"!

Ze'er attaches great importance to this ink pond stone case, and Mrs. Anping Hou is naturally very clear, and now he has abandoned them-

She suddenly asked, "Have you ever told the prince about entering the palace to thank you?" ”

"Yes, the prince replied that he would come later."

Mrs. Anping Hou stroked her chest: "That's good, I know that Ze'er will not be ignorant." ”

When the Marquis of Anping heard this, he couldn't help but say angrily: "Ze'er is already like this, you still have to persecute him!" ”

Mrs. Anpinghou's plain hand on her chest paused slightly, her willow eyebrows were upside down, and she squinted at Anping Houye: "Hou's words are so unreasonable!" Have I ever persecuted Ze'er? It wasn't me who drew Princess Jiahe to see Ze'er, and the holy decree wasn't invited by me.

Now that the purpose has been done, what else can we do? If you don't enter the palace early to thank you, if you are late, you may be unhappy with the emperor, and the Hou Ye will have to watch the palace cause trouble? ”

"You-" Marquis Anping stood up abruptly and pointed at Mrs. Anpinghou, but he couldn't speak.

Seeing that his face was full of anger, Mrs. Anping Hou was obviously extremely angry, and she didn't dare to tease anymore, thinking that entering the palace to thank the emperor only had to be carried out by the father and son, so she also stood up and said:

"Since Ze'er will come later, I'll go back to the inner courtyard first."

After speaking, no matter what the face of Marquis Anping was, he turned around and walked out of the main hall directly.

Passing through a hanging flower door, bypassing a stone carved shadow wall, and stepping on the hand-copying verandah in the inner courtyard, Mrs. Anping Hou led a group of maids and women into the main house.

Leaning on the tuise chair, a clever little maid hurriedly walked up and squatted down to rub her legs.

Mrs. Anpinghou felt the force coming from her legs, only to feel that the original soreness had been reduced a lot, she smiled and looked at Mama Liu on the side, and praised: "The maid trained by Mama is better than the side, look at how clever this is." ”

Mama Liu pursed her lips implicitly, and her face showed a little distress: "Madame has been busy all day today, and she is really tired." ”

Mrs. Anpinghou instantly made a bitter face: "It's not!" Ever since the decree was given, I have stayed in the front yard and never left! ”

Mama Liu didn't know what to think, the dim light in her eyes flashed, and she said tentatively: "I want the slave to say that it is a great thing to be married by the holy decree and marry the princess——"

Mrs. Anpinghou didn't notice Mama Liu's strange appearance, and when she heard this, she only looked at her, raised her chin slightly, and said with a bit of arrogance in her tone:

"If it is an ordinary official eunuch, or the second son of a noble family, it is also a wealth that splashes the sky, but my Anping Marquis Mansion is a hereditary marquis, and Ze'er has been crowned a son, the next generation of Anping Marquis is a sure thing, and the identity of the horse is just icing on the cake."

Mama Liu hurriedly laughed on the side: "What Madam said is that the slave maid is short-sighted-"

"But it's not bad to say it's a good thing." Mrs. Anpinghou's tone changed: "Once you become a concubine, not only Ze'er, but also the descendants of my Yun family will be able to become relatives of the emperor in the future." ”

Mama Liu's eyes lit up, and seeing that Mrs. Anping Hou was not disgusted with this marriage, she cautiously mentioned: "It is said that Princess Jiahe is quite favored by the emperor——"

Mrs. Anpinghou immediately laughed: "This is true! Among the princesses of the harem, Princess Jiahe is almost unmatched, and only Princess Jiarou can compare with it. And Princess Jiarou's mother is Concubine De's mother, but her position is one level lower than Princess Jiahe's mother, Concubine Wanguifei. ”

Mrs. Anpinghou's words, there is no longer the panic and sorrow when she first received the holy decree, and Mama Liu can't help but be happy.