Ning'an Hall.
Fuying didn't know how long she had been sitting in the pavilion, but she kept craning her neck to look outside. Finally, a familiar young figure came into view.
The girl stood up with a smile on her face full of joy: "Pei Yan, you are finally back."
The sun was quite bright today. Pei Yan saw the thin sweat on the little princess's forehead and couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth: "Your Highness, have you been waiting for me?"
Fuying's voice was soft: "Yes."
The afterglow of the setting sun hits the girl's black hair, her almond-shaped eyes shining with divine light, her charming smile, her slender eyelashes are so fleetingly beautiful, her little pear dimples are playful and cute, and her snow-white skin is smooth.
Like a crisp, every move stirs the heartstrings.
Her petite body is as slender as a willow, and she still has a childish and innocent atmosphere. She looks at him tenderly and sincerely. She is more tender and warm than the Qihua Yaocao and the vast mist in spring, blowing around her like a spring breeze.
everyone.
Pei Yan understood at this moment why everyone was willing to get close to the little princess.
All the dark and worldly thoughts in his heart disappeared at this moment. He hid everything perfectly and became a loyal and pure slave in the eyes of the little princess.
"I left you some chestnut cake and rose cheese. They are new styles in the imperial kitchen. I think they are good. Come and try them." The girl took Pei Yan's hand and introduced them happily.
Pei Yan ate all the two small plates, which made other palace residents in Ning'an Hall envious of him.
The little princess treats people very well, and she is also very kind to the servants in the palace. Unlike Princess Pingyang, who always likes to put on a high air. Everyone doesn't like the little princess, but the little princess never pays special attention to anyone.
Pastries.
This morning, the imperial kitchen delivered fresh pastries. The little princess tasted a small bite of each style, picked out the two most delicious ones, and said she would leave them to Pei Yan.
This little slave is truly a blessing that has been cultivated in several lifetimes. He is so lucky to be so favored by the princess!
Fuying looked at the empty plates with bright eyes: "Do you like these pastries? I knew you would love to eat them."
The girl who asked herself questions was so confident that she was so happy that she never came down.
Pei Yan swallowed hard the last mouthful of sweet and greasy rose cheese. His lips and teeth were filled with the sweetness he usually hated most, but there was no trace of it.
He raised his head and showed a pure and innocent smile: "Your Highness actually knows that I like to eat these? This is really the best chestnut cake and rose cheese that I have ever tasted!"
Fuying's smile became even wider, revealing a cute little tiger tooth: "As long as you like it."
When the other palace people had retreated, the girl waved to Pei Yan to sit down.
The young man seemed a little frightened: "Your Highness, with such a humble status, how dare I sit on the same bed as you?"
Fuying didn't take it seriously, moved her body slightly, and gave up her seat beside her: "Didn't you say that day that you would use my power in the future? You don't even dare to sit with me, how can you intimidate others?"
Pei Yan said no more. He moved a few steps and sat down obediently. He put his hands on his knees. He was extremely obedient. He looked down at his head softly and did not dare to move at all.
Fu Ying came closer to him, looked at his exquisite side face, couldn't help but stretched out her hand, touched his chin, and raised it: "Pei Yan, can you smile at me?"
Pei Yan's Adam's apple moved, his eyes were deep, and every breath and breath was filled with the fragrance of hibiscus flowers on the girl's body, and he responded: "Yes, Your Highness."
Then, the young man showed a smile. This smile was like making a cup of precious Junshan Silver Needle. The curling white smoke slowly emerged from the tea. He was the smoke that he couldn't hold.
Fuying praised from the bottom of her heart: "You look so pretty when you smile."
Pei Yan suddenly said: "Your Highness, are you looking at me or Lan Zhaoyi?"
All the girl's thoughts were easily exposed. A blush quickly appeared on her cheeks. She was slightly embarrassed and her eyes began to dodge: "That's because I didn't realize that you and my mother look alike before. If I had discovered earlier..."
"What will happen if His Highness finds out early in the morning?" Pei Yan asked curiously.
Fuying lowered her head hastily and said in a very low voice: "Then I will definitely watch you smile every day, keep looking, keep looking..."
The more she talked, the more lost she became.
Pei Yan touched his face: "Actually, it is not as similar as His Highness thought, but the look in his eyes and the charm of his smile are somewhat similar."
Fuying subconsciously pressed her knuckles against his chin slightly, with a hint of eagerness in her eyes: "Then just smile more, okay?"
Knowing that the little princess was not interested in him, Pei Yan's cheeks were still hot and his ears were slightly red, and he responded: "Okay, no matter what your highness asks, I will do it unconditionally."
……
Changle went to the palace today to meet with the Holy Emperor. According to the private discussion of the maid in the study, the brother and sister had a big fight, and the eldest princess threw away her sleeves with anger on her face.
Yuan Qi did not accompany the eldest princess into the palace today. When she heard that her master came back, she became furious and hurried over.
As soon as he entered the room, he was almost hit on the head by a flying inkstone. Fortunately, he ducked out of the way, otherwise he would have suffered a bloody head.
"Your Highness, please don't get angry! The doctor has told you not to get angry in the past few days!"
Yuan Qi panted and persuaded Changle to stop smashing things in her hands. She frowned and finally sat down.
Yuan Qi immediately ordered people to come in and tidy up the mess on the floor. When the door was closed again, he stood quietly with his hands down, respectfully and without speaking.
Sure enough, Changle spoke angrily: "Yuan Qi, do you know how confused my brother is this time? He actually asked the queen to host the spring festival for him. In this way, the queen accepted the congratulations of all the people.
The world is obviously owned by my Fu family, when will it be his turn to be so rampant with the Xie family?"
Yuan Qi seemed very indifferent: "Your Highness, it's just a big ceremony. It's just a formality. It can't represent the real thing. If you climb high, you will fall again. It's not a good thing to let the queen be proud for a while?"
Changle sighed, feeling helpless that her brother was often confused. She knew the queen's ambitions but blindly indulged them. She didn't understand, let alone understand.
Today, she verbally rejected her brother's ridiculous idea, but she only heard him ask herself in surprise: "Changle, do you know that the Queen is going to host the Spring Festival for me?"
She was so angry that her brother would always forget that she was a princess, an eldest princess who was deeply loved by the late emperor, and a princess who once wrote and drafted the priesthood beside the dragon throne.
Her world is as broad as those of the men in the court, and even higher than them, allowing birds to fly. It does not become narrow because she is a woman living in a deep house and compound, but she has to support her husband and teach her children without hearing anything
Important events in the court.
This chapter has been completed!