This is the first time Zhu Xinghe has come to the prince's mansion.

She has also heard more or less in the palace, although the mansions of the princes are not as brilliant and prosperous as those in the palace, they are definitely first-class.

Except for those who have not been given royal mansions like His Royal Highness, all the princes' mansions are much larger than the officials' mansions.

And the palace is the richest and most prosperous place, in fact, it is also the place where the saint, the queen mother and the favorite concubines live.

Other places are also very ordinary, Zhu Xinghe sometimes looks at the places where the concubines who are not favored and have lower status live, and they may not be as good as the places where the palace maids around the favored concubines live!

However, the Han Wangfu was beyond Zhu Xinghe's expectations.

The gate of the Han King's Mansion is quite imposing, and the majestic two stone lions stand at the gate. The vermilion gate is majestic and impressive, and the three big characters of "Hanwangfu" on the plaque are also mentioned by the royal pen himself.

But once you enter the door, everything is very different from the outside.

Inside the Hanwang Mansion, it is very simple. If you want to use Zhu Xinghe's words, it is a bit like the modern "cold wind" decoration style.

Fuchu is dominated by "black, white, gray, navy blue", and there is hardly any soft and mild decoration.

After entering the next mansion, there should be some flowers and plants planted around, or some ornaments should be placed around.

But after entering the door of this Han Wangfu, Zhu Xinghe could only see the weapon shelves placed in front of him.

Yes, apart from Ling Tianhan, who would put their own weapon shelves at the entrance door?

The place where you enter the door is like a martial arts arena, which makes Zhu Xinghe feel that there is a little lack of human touch.

Ling Tianhan was walking briskly in front, Zhu Xinghe paused, and asked his guards behind him: "There are these weapon racks at the front door, aren't you afraid of knocking on the guests who accompany the visit?" ”

He was noticed by Zhu Xinghe early in the morning, and at this time, Zhu Xinghe took the initiative to talk to him, and he introduced himself: "My name is Shuangxi." You said that we don't have any guests in the Hanwang Mansion on weekdays, so why do you want to do all those things about Laoshizi? ”

Yes, Zhu Xinghe forgot, everyone is afraid of Ling Tianhan, the "god of mourning", not to mention that he has just returned to Beijing, how can anyone come to visit him?

Shuangxi pushed Zhu Xinghe: "Don't be afraid, go inside." You are the princess's maid, and our prince will not treat you like this! ”

She didn't think that the prince could treat her how she was?

Walking further in, Zhu Xinghe only had one feeling: in this palace, it was really the same as Ling Tianhan's name, cold!

The placement in the main hall is just a simple set of tables and chairs.

The four pillars, though scarlet, were not decorated at all. Even the ceiling is simply painted with white paint.

There is not a single veil and satin decoration in the house, and even the paintings hanging on the walls are marching pictures. The side that should be blocked by a screen is also blocked by a map and a military map.

In addition to the ubiquitous shelves with swords, guns, swords, and halberds, Zhu Xinghe only had the illusion that she was in the military camp, not in a dignified prince's mansion.

Without waiting for a while, Ling Tianhan came from behind, and then handed Zhu Xinghe a more fitting dress: "You go to the back to change, it's inconvenient for you to follow me as a woman." ”

Zhu Xinghe nodded yes, and then walked to the back wing.

Who knew that in this huge cold palace, except for the two old ladies who were washed, there was no woman!

And Zhu Xinghe went all the way, the guards and family members on both sides lowered their heads and turned around, probably because they had already been told by Ling Tianhan not to look at Zhu Xinghe.

An old lady led the way for Zhu Xinghe in front: "The old slave has been serving in this palace for so long, and it is the first time I have seen the prince bring a woman into the door." ”

Zhu Xinghe's body is still young, so she naturally won't misunderstand the old lady's words, but explained: "It was Her Royal Highness the Princess who asked me to come." ”

"Huh-"

The old lady chuckled lightly and sent Zhu Xinghe into the wing: "If there is anything, the girl will call the old slave." Rest assured, although there are most men in this house, no one will offend the girl, and the girl will change her clothes with peace of mind. ”

Although the inside of this side room is very clean, Zhu Xinghe can still see that no one has been here for a long, long time.

After calmly changing into a light brown suit, and combing his hair into a man-like bun, Zhu Xinghe wanted to see what he looked like now, but he really couldn't find a mirror.

I can only look at my reflection in a basin of water prepared by this grandmother, and I really look like a man: she is smaller, and her body has not yet begun to develop, so she looks like a teenage boy, at most she is handsome, and she may not be considered a woman.

Sure enough, after Zhu Xinghe walked out like this, even the Shuangxi was a little admired: "Ah, where did this handsome little boy come from?" ”

Zhu Xinghe looked at Ling Tianhan and glared at Shuangxi, and Shuangxi stuck out his tongue and didn't dare to say anything more.

This Han Wangfu is really a bit too serious.

Zhu Xinghe has some sympathy for Shuangxi and them: it must be very hard for them to serve by the side of people like Ling Tianhan.

Ling Tianhan didn't stay in the mansion for more, and asked someone to find a horse for Zhu Xinghe, and then they set off.

To Zhu Xinghe's delight, Ling Tianhan did not change her to a batch of ponies just because she was a woman or because she was petite.

Zhu Xinghe, who was riding on horseback, was able to follow Ling Tianhan's footsteps closely, and the group of them went all the way towards the Huangzhuang on the outskirts of Beijing.

Although it is a suburb of Beijing, the capital is too big. It is to ride a horse to Huangzhuang, and there is also a distance.

Ling Tianhan also deliberately jumped on the road where there were not many pedestrians, probably because he didn't want to collide with pedestrians on this street.

Zhu Xinghe felt that Ling Tianhan's heart should not be without a little softness, right?

When I arrived at Huangzhuang, it was just dusk.

However, the inside of the imperial village was dark and dark, and there was no light at all.

Ling Tianhan dismounted, then frowned and looked at Shuangxi: "Didn't you tell them that this king is coming?" ”

Zhu Xinghe found out, and when he seemed to be in a bad mood, he would call himself "this king".

Shuangxi lowered his head, and his tone became serious: "I have said it a long time ago. Even if you haven't been notified, you shouldn't have no lights. ”

Indeed, although the saint is not in the Huangzhuang now, there should be people on duty in the Huangzhuang.

There was no light at all, so there was only one meaning: they did it on purpose for Ling Tianhan to see.