A cute young man with a baby face came attentively holding a letter: "This is a letter from the Crown Prince to the girl."
Hosta smiled and accepted the letter and delivered it to her master.
The envelope is bulging and very thick.
Zhao Xiyan suppressed her excitement and ordered with a smile: "You go out and wait. I will read the letter and write a reply. You can take it back and ask someone to take it to the palace."
Xu Erwu responded with a smile and stepped back together with Yuhan.
"Hogan," Xu Erwu chuckled softly: "Now I want to come and see you, but it's not easy."
In the past, in Beihai County, the prince would go to Zhaojiafang almost every day. As a personal soldier, he would often go to Zhao's house, and there would be many opportunities to meet Yuhan.
Now that he has entered the capital, he has been ordered to guard the palace. It is not easy to enter the Zhao family's inner residence.
Hosta's pretty face was slightly red, and she quickly glanced at Xu Erwu: "You can just go about your business with peace of mind, don't always worry about me."
Before Xu Erwu could say anything, he saw Haitang walking over quickly.
Hosta was also a little surprised and came over: "What's wrong?"
Haitang whispered urgently: "Mrs. Murong is here. She sent someone to invite our girl to come."
Hosta was startled and frowned.
Mrs. Murong sent a greeting card that day. Zhao Xiyan threw it away and didn't even write a reply. Today was a good thing, as she came directly to the door.
If a visitor is not kind, if a kind person does not come, it is clear that he is a bad visitor.
Hosta quickly made up her mind: "I'll report it to the lady."
At this time, Zhao Xiyan had just opened the thick envelope and took out the letter paper. It was very thick in her hand, and it must have been seven or eight pages at least.
I don’t know where Xu Jing came from with so much to say.
The corners of Zhao Xiyan's mouth were raised, and her eyebrows were filled with smiles. As soon as she opened the letter, Yuhan pushed the door open and whispered: "Miss, Mrs. Murong is here to be a guest. Madam, please come and meet me."
Zhao Xiyan moved for a moment, disgust flashing in his eyes.
In this world, there are always people who think they are right. For example, Murong Shen wanted to marry her out of wishful thinking. For example, Mrs. Murong came to her house and became an unwelcome guest.
"Go and reply. Just say that I have no free time now and ask Madam Murong to wait."
Zhao Xiyan ordered without raising her head.
The hosta retreated with a cry.
Zhao Xiyan calmed down, unfolded the letter and read it carefully.
The letter is like the person it is. The handwriting in the letter is full of joy and joy, carefully describing the life in the palace these days. In Xu Jing's writing, there is nothing worth worrying about and everything is going well.
Zhao Xiyan went to the study, studied ink herself, and wrote a reply.
After Xu Erwu took the letter and left, Zhao Xiyan washed her face and washed her hands carefully, and tidied up carefully. Sun's maid came to remind her three times before Zhao Xiyan got up.
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The inner hall of the Zhao Mansion.
Mrs. Sun's face almost froze with laughter.
Madam Murong, who had been sitting for an hour, felt so angry that her eyes almost burst out.
Mrs. Murong is thirty-six years old this year. She is well-maintained and looks like she is in her thirties. She has long eyebrows, a straight nose and red lips, and is quite beautiful.
A wife is valued more than her husband. Murong Yao was a second-rank general in charge of the Imperial Guard. Mrs. Murong was a second-rank imperial conferred by the imperial court. Wherever she went, everyone rushed to welcome her.
Madam Murong has never tasted the feeling of sitting on a cold bench like today. As time goes by, Madam Murong's face becomes more and more ugly, and she grits her teeth and secretly hates her. She must see Zhao Xiyan today and give her a "good-looking"
”.
Soft footsteps sounded.
Mrs. Sun was relieved, and Mrs. Murong snorted in her heart, twitching her lips and looking at the girl who came over with a critical look.
The more I look at it, the more irritating it becomes.
It is indeed beautiful. This kind of beauty can be admired even by the most harsh and critical eyes in the world.
So beautiful! No wonder Murong Shen was fascinated. None of the legitimate daughters of Duke Dingguo refused to marry, and they insisted on marrying this girl Zhao Liu.
Zhao Xiyan glanced at Mrs. Murong and sneered in her heart.
In her previous life, when she entered the palace as a concubine, she was often made things difficult for her by the superior empress dowager.
The Madam Murong in front of her is still young and not arrogant to the point of being arrogant. However, she still has the same habit of raising her chin and looking at people.
"I've met Mrs. Murong." Zhao Xiyan bowed with her hands folded.
Madam Murong smiled softly: "I have admired Miss Zhao Liu's reputation for a long time. I have been waiting for an hour today and finally got to meet her."
Sun's palms were sweating and she winked at Zhao Xiyan repeatedly.
Zhao Xiyan looked happy and smiled and replied: "Mrs. Murong and I are not related and have no contact with each other. I have been admiring each other for a long time and I don't know where to start."
"Furthermore, our Zhao family did not invite us, so Mrs. Murong came without warning, which is disrespectful. And being so aggressive here is even more ridiculous."
Mrs. Murong: "..."
Cold sweat broke out on Mrs. Sun's forehead. Mrs. Murong's arrival was unexpected, and Zhao Xiyan's unceremoniousness was even more unexpected.
Seeing that Mrs. Murong's face was turning blue, Mrs. Sun was pounding in her heart and she hurriedly forced out a smile to smooth things over: "The visitor is a guest. Mrs. Murong is here, and our Zhao family will shine brightly."
Madam Murong ignored her and stared at Zhao Xiyan: "I sent you a greeting card before."
Zhao Xiyan said lightly: "Oh, I didn't like it, so I threw it away."
Mrs. Murong: "..."
Sun: "..."
Madam Murong stood up suddenly, sparks rising: "How dare you talk to me like this!"
In the past, in the palace, these words were mostly followed by kneeling down and various verbal humiliations. As the empress dowager, it was easy to make things difficult for a concubine in the harem. Even Murong Shen, who was the emperor, could not protect her all the time.
Zhao Xiyan was in a bad mood as her memories of the past were brought back, and she said coldly: "This is the Zhao Mansion. If Mrs. Murong wants to show off her power, she should go back to the Murong Mansion!"
Mrs. Murong had never experienced such idleness in her life. Her chest was heaving violently, her breathing was rapid, and her face was flushed with anger: "What a sharp-tongued Miss Zhao Liu! Today I have completely learned the lesson."
Mrs. Sun wiped her sweat with a handkerchief and laughed with her: "Mrs. Murong calm down her anger. Xiyan is young and full of energy, and Mrs. Murong is broad-minded. Don't argue with her."
Madam Murong sneered: "Mrs. Zhao has also seen with her own eyes that a girl who has not left the court talks like this to a second-grade wife. It turns out that the Zhao family is this kind of tutor."
"Coming uninvited is a bad guest." Zhao Xiyan continued calmly: "I have been taught by my family since I was a child, and I would never do such annoying things. I don't know how qualified Mrs. Murong is.
How would you rate our Zhao family’s tutoring?”
Mrs. Murong was extremely angry and pointed at Zhao Xiyan: "You..."
Zhao Xiyan glanced over: "I wonder if Mrs. Murong has any other advice?"
"By the way, I am the fiancée of the Crown Prince of Beihai. If we get married in the future, I will be the Crown Princess. I am not very clear about the rank of imperial decree. May I ask Madam Murong, who should greet whom when we meet in the future?"
