It was almost noon after the prime minister went to sleep peacefully. What happened in the past few days made Hua Xuanji unable to digest, and she was no longer in the mood to eat.
After finding a servant to get a bucket of water and washing himself thoroughly, he changed his clothes and walked towards the Prince's Mansion on foot without asking the housekeeper to prepare his horse.
No matter who is the emperor, the people will live their lives as always. Anyway, to them, it doesn't matter who is the emperor, as long as the country can live in peace and the people are safe, he is a good emperor.
Because I always ride in a carriage, I always feel that the distance between the two places is not too far. Who knows, walking is so strenuous, my ankles are a little sore, but I still can't see any shadow of the Prince's Mansion.
It was noon at this time, and the sun was so hot that it felt like my skin was being burned, which was extremely uncomfortable.
In desperation, Hua Xuanji had to find a small teahouse and ask for a bowl of tea.
The inn is very exquisite, and the air occasionally carries the fragrance of flowers, which is very pleasant.
Because all the workers were taking a break at noon, the teahouse with only six wooden tables was now fully occupied, with melon seeds and skins scattered on the floor. Whether they knew each other or not, everyone gathered in a circle and chatted lively.
It seems like this can wash away the fatigue of the morning and make you more energetic in the afternoon.
People say that women are long-tongued and women gossip, but as everyone knows, some men are better conversationalists than women. It's just that one talks about family affairs and the other talks about national affairs.
"The new emperor's policy came down yesterday. The first one is to reduce taxes. He really thinks about our people!" A big man in coarse cloth robes shouted loudly, his smile stretched to the back of his head.
"Exactly." A man in brocade clothes poured a bowl of tea and said without hesitation: "It's just to win over the people for fear of discord. Just wait. In just one year, the tax will have to go up again."
"It makes sense, it makes sense." The man in coarse clothes touched his head and stopped his tongue knowingly. He was indeed being superficial.
There were also voices in the crowd nodding in affirmation of the man's words.
"However, I heard from people in the palace that the current emperor is not in the mood to be the emperor at all. It seems that soon, this throne will change hands again." Suddenly there was a low-pitched discussion from another table.
It was not small, but it happened to reach the ears of everyone present.
The big man in coarse cloth snorted softly, lowered his head and poured the tea in his hand into his stomach. He frowned slightly and said, "By the way, there seems to be a happy event in the Prince's Mansion recently."
Hua Xuanji was not in the mood to participate in their conversation. She knew the situation very well. With the character of the prophet, it would be better to kill him if he was allowed to sit in a chair and listen to people talk every day.
Ye Hua is indeed on the verge of becoming a king.
For some reason, Hua Xuanji's eyes turned slightly red when she thought of these words. A drop of warmth slowly fell into the tea in front of her, but she felt extremely happy in her heart.
He can finally sit where he always wanted to sit, finally...
Turning her eyes back, Hua Xuanji was a little surprised again, and the corner of her mouth inadvertently raised a smile, full of happiness.
Unexpectedly, Yehua just told him last night that he wanted to marry her, and he didn't expect that he would start making preparations so quickly. His heart was slowly filled with a warm current.
Hua Xuanji turned slightly and listened to their conversation carefully.
"I heard that the woman was as beautiful as a flower. She made the former Sixth Prince feel nostalgic. I wonder if we are lucky enough to meet each other." The man in coarse clothes rubbed his hands slightly, with a lewd light in his eyes.
.
"However, I heard that a lot of bad things happened between these two people. The woman disappeared for four years. Now this wedding seems to be to make up for the woman. It can be regarded as a blessing after all the hardships."
The man in brocade clothes sitting next to the man in coarse cloth said something along the lines. The crowd couldn't help but think of more echoing voices.
Hua Xuanji couldn't help but pursed her lips and smiled, feeling a little proud in her heart.
If they knew that the person they were talking about was sitting across from them, they didn't know what to think.
"However, it seems that at the same time, the prince is going to marry a woman who once stayed in a brothel. I don't know what that means?" A thin man whispered weakly.
"Is there such a thing?" The crowd became excited again, making noisy noises.
Hua Xuanji, on the other hand, felt as if she was struck by a thunderbolt, her body trembled greatly and she almost fell down.
A woman who has stayed in a brothel, isn't she Wan Yao? Could it be...
Taking a deep breath, Hua Xuanji was not as impulsive as before this time. She remembered what Yehua told her last night to trust each other, so she quickly paid for the tea, and Hua Xuanji quickened her pace and walked towards the Prince's Mansion.
She believed that Yehua must have something unspeakable, and maybe he would explain it to her when they met.
With the corners of her lips raised slightly, Hua Xuanji tried her best to calm down her emotions and gently knocked on the door of the Prince's Mansion.
It was Xiao Jiu who opened the door. When he saw Hua Xuanji's arrival, a smile appeared on his face: "Princess."
Hua Xuanji's heart warmed when the Crown Princess called her. She smiled softly and said, "We haven't entered yet, so it's a little early to call."
"Xiaojiu actually thinks that the Crown Princess's call is too late and should have been called long ago." Xiaojiu smiled deeply and looked at Hua Xuanji.
Hua Xuanji was lightly touched by his words and narrowed her eyes slightly to look at Xiao Jiu.
I remember that when I first came here, Xiaojiu was still a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy who acted recklessly. Now, he has become a very masculine man.
His dark eyes were full of determination, and his face had lost the childishness of a few years ago and became more angular. Every word had a mature air.
Xiao Jiu was a little embarrassed by her look, but did not show it. She reminded in a deep voice: "The prince had already expected that the queen would come, and sent me to wait here for a long time. Let's go."
"Ah, okay." Hua Xuanji then realized that she had been staring at Xiao Jiu's face, she responded with a sneer, and followed Xiao Jiu's pace.
It's called Prince's Mansion, but it's actually the former Second Prince's Mansion, it just changed its name. Everything here is still so familiar.
"We're here, Xiaojiu will go and inform the prince first."
"No need, I'll go by myself." Hua Xuanji waved her hand and suddenly called out to Xiao Jiu who was about to leave as if she remembered something: "Yehua, if he has done anything else, just..." Hua Xuanji
Xuanji wanted to talk about Wan Yao's problem, but she couldn't say it anyway.
What should I say?
"No." Xiao Jiu replied without thinking, "The prince told me to wait for you when he got up in the morning, and he prepared food and has been waiting for you. I saw the hot dishes running back and forth several times.
."
"Then, Wan Yao..." Hua Xuanji pursed her lips and asked with a bit of embarrassment.
"Wanyao?" Xiaojiu nodded slightly with sudden realization: "You are talking about Miss Wanyao looking for the prince last night. Princess, you are worrying too much. Wanyao is a pawn of the prince, so it is nothing. The prince treats her,
It’s nothing more than the friendship between a master and his subordinates.”
That's it. Hua Xuanji nodded slightly and told Xiaojiu to go down first. Although she felt that Wan Yao was a little suspicious recently, she had also seen Yehua's attitude towards Wan Yao before. He was neither cold nor indifferent at all.
It seems that it is just hearsay from those people.
Thinking of this, Hua Xuanji couldn't help but smile softly, and reached out to push open the door of Yehua's room.
When he entered, Yehua was sitting quietly in front of an Eight Immortals table. The table was filled with all kinds of food. However, Yehua's brows were furrowed and his eyes were straight. He didn't even notice Hua Xuanji approaching.
, seems to be struggling with something.
"Hey!" Hua Xuanji quickly patted his shoulder, which made Yehua tremble in fright. He calmed down when he saw Hua Xuanji's face. A doting smile overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and he stretched out his hand to lower Hua Xuanji out of habit.
She pinned a strand of hair to the back of her head and said in a deep voice: "You are here,
Are you busy taking care of the prime minister and haven't eaten yet? I asked them to heat the food several times and it's still hot. Eat it quickly." Yehua said quickly, rolled up his sleeves and scooped out a bowl of soup and put it on Hua Xuanji's table.
In front of him, he showed great concern, but did not mention anything about Wan Yao at all.
Hua Xuanji was stunned for a moment, but she smiled calmly and took the bowl from Yehua's hand: "You really understand me. They have been busy for my father for a long time, so how could I bear to disturb them? I came here by myself.
They’re all exhausted.”
"You speak without hesitation." Yehua scraped Hua Xuanji's nose punitively, then suddenly bent down and held Hua Xuanji's feet.
"Hey." Hua Xuanji was frightened by his move and almost spilled the soup. She quickly put the bowl in her hand on the table and whispered with a hint of reproach: "What are you doing? You're so cold, you scared me.
Jump."
"Didn't you say your feet are tired? I want to rub them for you. Why are you reacting so hard?" Yehua stretched out his hand and took off Hua Xuanji's shoes and socks without any explanation, and put her little feet in his big palms.
Knead repeatedly.
"I'm eating." His palms were warm, and the kneading force was just right. From time to time, he would use his slender fingers to scratch the soles of her feet. An inexplicable feeling spread to Hua Xuanji's brain. Hua Xuanji hurriedly struggled.
He stepped back and said awkwardly: "Have you eaten? Let's do it together! Let's do it together!"
"Together?" The corner of Yehua's mouth raised a sinister arc, and his big palm slowly moved up along the soles of Hua Xuanji's feet, as if it was possessed by magic, bouncing up and down on the inside of her thighs, and the whole body slowly moved
He slowly approached Hua Xuanji. His voice had a bewitching flavor: "I want to eat you more than eating these things."
"I haven't eaten yet, don't make trouble." Hua Xuanji said, turned away, picked up the soup bowl, and put spoonfuls of it into her mouth. However, her hands trembled slightly because of Yehua's provocation, and she spilled the soup after a while.
Most of it was out.
"Look at you, you can't even eat well." Yehua narrowed his cold eyes slightly, reached out to grab the soup bowl from Hua Xuanji's hand, took a big sip, and pressed the back of Hua Xuanji's head with his big palm,
She slowly pressed the moist corners of her mouth with the fragrant carp soup to Hua Xuanji's lips. Between the interlacing of her lips and teeth, she hesitated: "Then, I'll help you."