The large gold-plated screen at the entrance of the palace is removed, and you can see the exquisiteness outside the palace. The magnolia tree is wonderful. Although it is not in the flowering season, the half-yellow and half-green leaves of the tree are quite impressive, tall and straight.
Walking around the hall on the left and right, there is a peony flower bed on the west side, and a crabapple tree on the east side. Although the leaves of the crabapples have fallen off, the trees are full of red and coral-like fruits that have been washed by wind and frost, and are densely packed, which is the most beautiful.
The crabapple tree is half a foot high. There are stone tables and benches under the tree, with a chessboard on top, and many magnolia tree leaves falling. Yinhu behaved politely, raised his hand slightly, asked Wanjing to take a seat first, and waved her hand first.
He removed the fallen leaves on the table and said warmly: "There are clusters of red fruits. It is a nice and elegant place."
Zhixin was accompanying Wen Xi in the palace, but he was looking outside intently. He couldn't help but nodded slightly and said with a smile: "I have heard that the Eighth Prince is elegant, but now I have met a real person."
The smile on Wen Xi's face was a little stiff. It is true that the eighth prince's first impression must have been very good. Such comments by Zhongxin are definitely true. It's just that Wen Xi was more interested in the seventh prince.
Zhongxin looked at Wen Xi and said, "I know that the imperial concubine probably doesn't like the eighth prince's background. It's just that the nobles of the Tian family have reached a high level."
What Zhi Xin said was certainly reasonable, but Wen Xi said, "Wan Jing and Seventh Brother are very attracted to each other."
Zhi Xin smiled warmly, "Seventh Brother's background is certainly better, but a man with both civil and military skills is naturally better. And I think that having a good background is not necessarily a good thing."
Wen Xi asked, "Where do you start talking about this?"
Zhongxin looked at the two people who had started playing chess outside, and his eyes showed more and more satisfaction. "The eighth prince's biological mother is a noble lady of Wei. I think she must have an extremely gentle temper. Such a mother-in-law will not embarrass her daughter-in-law. And Hui
Although the Concubine is the adoptive mother of the Eighth Prince, she has her own biological son after all, so she will not interfere too much in the Eighth Prince’s backyard. As a mother, most people hope that their daughter will get married and not be bullied.”
With this said, Eighth Prince's biggest flaw turned out to be a rare advantage in the eyes of Zhixin. Wen Xi could only say: "Concubine Cheng and I have known each other for many years. I can guarantee her temperament."
Concubine Cheng would not be that cunning mother-in-law, and she had a gentle relationship with her, so she would not embarrass Wan Jing.
"Yes!" Zhongxin nodded, but still looked at Brother Eighth outside the hall. Although he was a little far away, the gentle smile on Yinsu's face only made him feel better, "It's just that the slaves also heard that Qi
My elder brother has a concubine and a concubine. It is said that the concubine was a reward from the concubine, so the seventh elder brother also has a certain affection for the concubine."
"Which of the prince's elder brothers doesn't have a concubine? The seventh elder brother is not a lecherous person." Wen Xi said. The eighth elder brother is not young yet, but he still has no concubines. He is the most pure and self-sufficient among the elder brothers.
Yes, Wen Xi cannot refute this.
"Perhaps the seventh elder brother doesn't really like the concubine Fu Jin. He only likes the concubine Fu Jin because he is a gift from the imperial concubine. It can be seen that the seventh elder brother is an extremely filial person!" Zhongxin also praised the seventh elder brother.
The conversation suddenly changed, "It's just that in the future, once every three years there is a draft, the empress will definitely reward more concubines. I, selfishly, hope that Wanjing can win her husband's love alone!"
Wen Xi was surprised, and after a long while she said: "The eighth prince may not have fewer concubines than the seventh prince in the future."
Zhongxin pursed his lips and smiled and said: "Now there are fewer than the seventh prince, which explains the problem. I heard that in this year's small election, Concubine Hui originally planned to give the eighth prince one or two intercourse girls, and the eighth prince will do his best.
Refused."
Indeed, Yinhu now doesn't even have a half-brother, but now even Ninth Brother has two concubines, but he, the elder brother, is still alone. Zhongxin is a person who can't tolerate concubines, so he naturally treats Qi.
Elder brother and eighth elder brother are completely different.
"The autumn wind is a bit cool, why don't I make a pot of tea and send it out." After saying that, he got up and went to the boiling room to prepare tea.
Wen Xi sighed. She was more partial to the seventh elder brother. One was his friendship with Cheng Fei, the other was the overwhelming sympathy the seventh elder had for him when he was young, and the third was that he was far away from Chu.
In the fight for position, only by following him can you gain long-term peace.
It's just that the words about the center of mass are not unreasonable. The original eight blessings in history are jealousy, but women's jealousy is mostly caused by men doting on them. Otherwise, would the Guo Luoluo family dare to be jealous in the elder brother's house with a not-so-prominent background? It's just that
I wonder if the eighth prince is sincerely attracted to Wan Jing? Wen Xi could not help but be slightly shaken in her heart, but when she thought of the fate of the eighth prince, she immediately calmed down. What's more, Wanjing doesn't like the eighth prince!
Then they saw Zhixin personally bringing the tea to him, Wanjing stood up to take it, and Ba Age also stood up and said polite words to Zhixin with a smile on his face, "Why do you, Madam Lao, make tea yourself?"
Zhixin smiled softly and kindly, "It's just a little effort." As he said that, he personally brought hot tea to Bago. He briefly glanced at the chess game, which had just unfolded, "I'm afraid I won't be able to finish the game in half an hour. It's past noon.
At this time, you will feel cold in the afternoon, so drink some tea to warm yourself up."
"Madam is really considerate. With a mother like Madam, no wonder she has a beautiful daughter like Wanjing Gege!" Yinhu spoke a little more cordially, looking at Wanjing Jun's beautiful face, his voice was like gurgling water: "I don't know.
Who is lucky enough to marry Wanjing Gege?"
Zhi Xin smiled and said, "As a mother, you naturally hope that your daughter will be rich and happy forever. Naturally, there is no better person than a noble person like Ba Age."
Qixin said so directly that Yinhu couldn't help but show excitement on his face, and said firmly: "If you can get Wanjing, Yinhu will definitely treat her wholeheartedly!"
"Eniang!" Wan Jing couldn't help but frown. She shouldn't have said such words before the wedding ceremony.
But Qixin said: "The Imperial Concubine is your aunt. In your aunt's palace, you don't have to be too restrained when speaking. Besides, Eighth Prince is such an easy-going person, so you don't have to be too restrained."
"Madam, you are absolutely right!" Yinhu said quickly, "Wanjing Gege and I are old acquaintances, so why do we have to be so formal in everything? It seems that we are a lot more different."
Wan Jing frowned slightly, just lowered her head and said nothing, looking at the black and white chessboard.
Zhixin chuckled and said, "I won't disturb Brother Ba and Wanjing from playing chess." He then brushed away a yellow leaf that had just fallen on the chessboard, and suddenly said with a sigh: "Wanjing is at this age.
She is as old as a spring flower, but a woman's face is the easiest to age. If she doesn't care, she will become as old as a slave."
What Zhongxin said was not just to express his admiration for himself. Yinhu was a smart man, so naturally he would not fail to hear the deeper inquiry inside, so he smiled and said: "Yinsu likes people who can play chess with him and talk about poetry and painting."
, instead of sticking to appearance, if you have similar personalities, your relationship will become stronger in the future, and it will not change at all because of the changes in time and the aging of your appearance!"
Qi Xin's eyes suddenly filled with joy and he said: "I wonder which family is lucky enough to be the eighth prince's Fujin? It must be the blessing accumulated over several lifetimes!" Then he looked at Wan Jing, who was hanging her head in silence, and said: "Be with me well.
Brother Eight, let’s play chess.” Then he walked back to the palace.
The conversation outside the palace was very clear, and Wen Xi naturally heard it. The palace was used to seeing her beauty and love fade, and the eighth prince's words made Wen Xi tremble, but she didn't know that Wan Jing was tempted.
No? He was silent, holding a cup of tea and drinking it slowly, looking at the two people under the crabapple tree, feeling a little lost.
I don’t know how much time passed, but I saw that the figures on the ground outside the palace had lengthened a lot. Wan Jing and Ba Age were already packing up the chess pieces, but they didn’t know who would win and who would lose.
After the game, the two entered the palace. Wen Xi ordered Zhu'er to get a cloak for Wanjing. The game of chess lasted for so long, and it felt so short. But Wanjing's eyes at this moment were different from when she went out.
His eyes were wide open, and he glanced at Brother Eighth's profile inadvertently, with a complicated look on his face.
Wen Xi asked: "It's cold in autumn, so you should be more careful. I didn't expect you to play chess for so long. I should have told you to play chess in the palace."
Zhongxin asked Wanjing to go out and play chess with Eighth Prince. She had her own reasons. As a mother-in-law, she naturally wanted them to get along well.
Wan Jing looked at Wen Xi, her eyes seemed to be filled with sadness and joy, and she said calmly: "Auntie..."
Wen Xi asked: "Did you win or lose?"
The eighth prince smiled and said: "Returning to the imperial concubine, it's a draw."
Wen Xi said, "There are few draws in Go. If there are draws, it is usually because the two players are evenly matched, or have no intention of competing for the victory. I just don't know which situation it is?"
Wan Jing solved Wen Xi's doubts and said softly: "The Eighth Prince's chess skills are naturally better than Jing'er's."
That means Yinhu gave way to Wanjing.
Zhixin looked outside and said: "Your Imperial Concubine, I think it's not too early for me to see you. I'm still thinking of taking Wanjing to pay a visit to Concubine Hui."
Meet Concubine Hui? Wen Xi often exhales. Concubine Hui is the adoptive mother of Eighth Prince. Before entering the palace, Zhixin never visited other concubines. Now... Wen Xi can't refuse. After all, it's indeed the way to go.
He said: "Okay."
The eighth prince immediately followed the lead and said, "It's time for me to pay my respects to my mother and concubine. Why don't we let Yinhu lead the way for Madam and Wanjing Gege."
Where is the need to lead the way? It's not the first time for Centroid to enter the palace, so why doesn't he know the way? Wen Xi could only nod in agreement, and said: "The emperor is not in the palace right now, and I am bored, and Jing'er often
Come into the palace and accompany your aunt."
Wan Jing looked up and said, "Jing'er has remembered it."
After seeing off the mother and daughter of Zhongxin, Wenxi became languid. Zhu'er came closer and said, "Master, why do you sigh? The eighth prince is also very good."
Wen Xi shook her head and said, "Shall we ask Jing'er about her thoughts some other time?" I just don't know if she will be shaken. Wen Xi was not sure either, and she couldn't help but feel a little headache.
Zhu'er smiled and said: "I see, Er Gege is also very moved by what the Eighth Prince said."
Wan Jing is moved by him, that's all. Wen Xi doesn't want her to be moved by him! But Wen Xi also has to admit that the eighth prince is young, handsome, gentle and polite. There are few women who don't like such a good man.
Tempting. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly votes. Your support is my biggest motivation.)