The family banquet at Huaiyang Prince's Mansion ended at the first watch.
Yao Zheng was helping Yang Wang, who was slightly drunk, to rest. He always had his own bedroom and rarely went to the rooms of his wives and concubines.
Many people know that the King of Huaiyang has a mysophobia, and he especially hates the smell of powder on women.
Although Wang and others don't use makeup, they can't comb their hair without hair oil, so they still can't completely avoid it.
Especially now that he is older and more accustomed to sleeping alone.
The concubines of King Huaiyang are not very good, and they are all obedient.
When the King of Huaiyang was young, he was not very interested in women, but this is not a problem.
In addition, he has a daughter, is not lustful, and is more respected by others.
The people who serve King Yang are all older, and most of them are deaf and mute.
These people are still left by the eldest princess, and they are all extremely loyal.
King Huaiyang entered the room and asked everyone to retreat.
There were two lights on in the room, one on the table and one beside the bed.
The table is filled with all kinds of needlework, which are all birthday gifts.
It needs to be left in the house for a whole day and not put away until the next morning.
The silk and satin glowed softly under the candlelight.
One pair of shoes caught his eye. They were a pair of sleeping shoes with soft colors and looked very comfortable.
The King of Huaiyang reached out and picked up the shoes. They were as light as holding a cloud.
He particularly liked the soft pink interior.
He put his hand on it and stroked it gently, like stroking the wings of a bird with beautiful feathers.
This color was something he always wanted but couldn't have.
But this pair of shoes is fine, it won't let outsiders see it, and it only has this color on the inside.
When you wear it on your feet, no one knows about it except you.
King Huaiyang sat down and took off his shoes.
He put on his right sleeping shoe and then took it off again.
Then he took off his socks and put them on barefoot.
The look on his face at that moment was extremely satisfying.
This pair of shoes is a little big, and he has gotten used to it over the years.
However, this pair of shoes seems to fit the feet better than other shoes.
It's so soft, light, and... pretty.
It took a few days for Yao Ruowei to find out that her father liked her birthday gift very much.
But she was too embarrassed, as if she was anxious to show off.
The King of Huaiyang is usually very kind to outsiders, but he is extremely strict with his own children.
But this was enough to make her happy, and she came to Xu Chunjun's house to express her gratitude.
As Xu Chunjun listened to Yao Ruowei's story, the doubts in his heart grew bigger and bigger.
This confusing feeling is actually very dissatisfying. Xu Chunjun is a determined person, but he still feels that his thoughts are a bit contradictory.
It feels like there is a mist not far away, and there are some vague things in the mist that look specious.
Maybe there is a monster hidden in the fog, or maybe there is none.
But just because it is unclear, people have to be careless)
On this day, Zheng Wuji went to court to hear a case in which a mother beat her maid to death.
The trial was not completed until after noon.
Xu Chunjun kept the food hot in the pot until he returned to the backyard and ordered someone to bring it to him.
When Zheng Wuji was eating, he noticed that Xu Chunjun was a little absent-minded, so he asked her: "What's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"
Xu Chunjun shook his head and said, "No, I was just thinking about something."
"What is it that makes my wife so embarrassed?" Zheng Wudun was curious, "As far as I know, nothing has troubled you so far!"
"You eat first! I'll talk to you after dinner, and I'm just looking for someone to discuss it with." Xu Chunjun smiled.
Zheng Wuji is very considerate. Even the smartest person actually doesn't like to fight alone.
Xu Chunjun has always been a very independent woman, but Zheng Wuji made her learn to rely on her.
Zheng Wuji is very (this chapter is not finished yet!)
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After finishing the meal, I rinsed my mouth and ordered the maid to put away the dishes.
Then he took Xu Chunjun's hand and said, "You feel tired easily now, so lie on the bed and talk to me!"
Xu Chunjun lay on the pillow and thought about what he was going to say: "I told you, don't laugh at me for being suspicious."
"How could it be? My wife is so smart, she will be alert when she sees clues." Zheng Wuji touched her head and said, "Tell me, what did you find?"
"Actually, I'm very undecided about this matter," Xu Chunjun's tone couldn't hide the hesitation. "When I calm down and think about it, I feel that my suspicion is too ridiculous."
"The more you say that, the more I think about it." Zheng Wuji said with a smile, "What is it that makes you so uncertain?
"It's like this. A few days ago, Yao Ruowei asked me to make a pair of sleeping shoes for the King of Huaiyang. You know this."
"Of course I know, you are still tired."
"What you don't know is that in order to make it more appropriate, I asked Yao Ruowei to use a pair of old shoes worn by the King of Huaiyang as a demonstration. I found some problems with those shoes.
"The shoes don't stink, right? Does King Huaiyang have sweaty feet?"
"You made me laugh. Listen to me carefully."
"Okay, I won't tease you anymore, just tell me."
"When I put my hand in and explored the inside, I found that the shoes were much bigger than the feet of King Huaiyang)"
"why is that?"
"Ah, I'm also very confused. It's just bigger, so why should it be much bigger? It's obvious that small feet wear big shoes, but who would do that?"
"The King of Huaiyang is short, and he must have low self-esteem because he has to wear big shoes."
"We have met her, do you think she has low self-esteem?"
"I don't think that a person like that is probably used to others looking up to him."
"In addition to this, I also heard Yao Ruowei say that the King of Huaiyang takes special care of his shoes. No one is allowed to handle the shoes he has worn, and a special servant must take them away."
"This is really strange. Is there anything special about his shoes?"
"And Yao Ruowei also said that Yao Zheng's wife once wanted to make shoes for King Huaiyang and secretly took a pair of King Huaiyang's shoes. But not long after, Yao Zheng's wife fell ill and died. Before she died, she told Yao Ruowei
, stop making shoes."
Zheng Wuji didn't answer immediately after hearing this. His brows furrowed slightly, obviously thinking.
"So, these shoes are actually the King of Huaiyang's reverse scales?" Wuji sneered, "Why are they so tightly guarded?"
"So even though Yao Ruowei only asked me to make one pair of shoes, I still made two pairs, one of which was specially made in a soft color, with pink on the inside." Xu Chunjun said, "I did this because I wanted to test it further.
Yao Ruowei came to thank me today and said that his father liked those two pairs of sleeping shoes very much, especially the pair with pink lining."
