Today, the snow stopped and the sun came out, but there was thick snow on the ground. Wen Jiaojiao had nothing to do, so he and Yuzhu and the others walked slowly to the East Palace without riding in a sedan chair.
As soon as she reached the plum garden, a voice stopped her: "Miss Fourth, stay!"
Wen Jiaojiao stopped and turned around to look, and saw Wei Bin walking towards her with the fifth prince Zhao Xi.
"Sister Wen!"
Zhao Xi was only five years old and was cute and cute. When he saw Wen Jiaojiao running towards her, he ran up to her and hugged her legs, raising his head and calling her sweetly.
Wen Jiaojiao looked at his cute appearance and reached out to touch his head.
"Xier, slow down, be careful of falling!"
Wei Concubine followed up, pushed Zhao Xi away from Wen Jiaojiao's legs, and smiled gently at Wen Jiaojiao: "I have always wanted to go to Fengyi Palace to thank the fourth lady, but the empress was injured, and I can't
Dare to go and bother me, I thought that the Queen Empress should be feeling better today, so I took Xi'er to go to Fengyi Palace to find the Fourth Miss. I didn't want to meet you on the road by such a coincidence."
Wen Jiaojiao said: "I'm just going to find Ayan."
After saying that, Wen Jiaojiao smiled and pinched Zhao Xi's face, "Xier, do you want to come with me?"
Zhao Xi nodded obediently, "Xier wants to stay with Sister Wen."
Wen Jiaojiao corrected him: "I am not a sister, but an aunt. Your brother, the prince, wants to call me aunt."
Zhao Xi continued: "It's my sister, she's a beautiful sister."
Yuzhu and Fengxin on the side were both amused, and Wen Jiaojiao said helplessly: "Sister, just sister, but if you call her like that, Ayan will never call me aunt in the future."
Hearing that Wen Jiaojiao wanted to take Zhao Xi to the East Palace, Wei Concubine hesitated for a moment, but handed the food box in her hand to the maid next to Wen Jiaojiao, and said to the personal maid next to her: "Ruomei, you follow the Fourth Miss and Xi
Let’s go together, don’t let Xi’er bother the prince for too long.”
Ruomei: "Yes."
Wen Jiaojiao took Zhao Xi's hand and said to Concubine Wei: "Don't worry, Empress Wei, I will send Xi'er back to your palace later."
Wei Bin immediately said: "There is no need to trouble the Fourth Miss so much, just let Ruomei come back with Xi'er."
Wen Jiaojiao pulled Zhao Xi toward the East Palace. Zhao Xi had a well-behaved personality and did not make trouble with Wen Jiaojiao along the way. He did not talk much and just kept looking at Wen Jiaojiao.
The sight of Wen Jiaojiao raising his sword to protect him that day was deeply etched in his mind.
When Wen Jiaojiao came to the East Palace, Zhao Yan was sitting on the couch reading a book. When he saw Wen Jiaojiao coming with Zhao Xi, he was slightly startled.
Why did Jiao Jiao bring him here?
Zhao Xi hid behind Wen Jiaojiao and timidly shouted: "Brother Prince."
Wen Jiaojiao placed the food box on the small table, took off her cloak and pulled Zhao Xi to sit on the couch, "Why is Zhao Xi so afraid of you?"
Zhao Yan glanced at Zhao Xi and said, "I don't know."
His younger brothers and sisters were all afraid of him. Even the children of favored concubines, who were usually domineering and domineering, were timid when they saw him.
Wen Jiaojiao saw that Zhao Yan still had a trace of illness on his face and his lips were slightly white. He was not as neatly dressed as usual when he was recuperating in his palace. Instead, he was wearing a robe casually and his hair was loose.
On the shoulders, it looks very delicate and beautiful.
The twelve-year-old boy has an immature face, but his expression is calm, and he has a youthful maturity that is inconsistent with his peers. He does not look like he is twelve years old, but more like fifteen or sixteen years old.
Wen Jiaojiao looked at him with her chin propped up on the small table and said with a smile: "Ayan, I know why they are so afraid of you."
Zhao Yan raised his eyes and looked at Wen Jiaojiao. Wen Jiaojiao was already very beautiful, and his smile was even more dazzling. Just as he was about to turn his eyes back to the book, Wen Jiaojiao put her hand on the corner of his lips and touched him.
The corners of his lips were raised.
"Because you look so much like the Emperor, and like the Emperor, you don't like to smile. When Xi'er sees you, it's like she sees her own father. How can she not be afraid?"
Zhao Yan slapped Wen Jiaojiao's hand away, and then couldn't help but ask her: "It's really similar?"
Wen Jiaojiao nodded: "They look alike, they are all carved from the same mold, so you should smile more and don't be like your father."
"Okay."
Zhao Yan said, reluctantly twitching the corners of his mouth.
Wen Jiaojiao looked at Zhao Yan's smile and smiled, "There's no need to force it."
After saying that, he called Zhao Xi to come over and opened the food box that Wei Bin gave them. As soon as he opened it, the sweet smell spread out immediately.
"Wow, it smells so good~"
Zhao Xi said to Wen Jiaojiao, "My mother is the best at making pastries!"
Wen Jiaojiao pinched his little face and said, "Then Xi'er is so lucky to be able to eat such delicious cakes every day."
"Yeah!" Zhao Xi nodded heavily and laughed happily.
Wen Jiaojiao took out a pastry from the box and handed it to Zhao Xi. Zhao Xi looked at the pastry in his hand and handed it to Zhao Yan, "Brother Prince, eat it first."
Zhao Yan didn't want it, he didn't like eating these sweets, but looking at Wen Jiaoyao's eyes, he paused and took it.
Wen Jiaojiao watched the interaction between the two children and found it interesting.
Zhao Yan finished the sweet pastry in his hand, drank half a cup of tea, and said to Wen Jiaojiao who was playing with Zhao Xi: "Jiaojiao, you should read some books. The Queen Mother has already told me,
You go to the study with us to study these days, let me take you."
When it came to studying, Wen Jiaojiao was immediately disappointed. It was her father who said that she should go to the academy to study with her brothers and sisters. She has not been to the academy for almost half a year, and she is the one with the least amount of ink in the family.
After all, her father is the head of the family and usually neglects her, but he can still say a few words.
Now that she was in the palace, she couldn't just eat and sleep every day, so the queen asked her to study and practice calligraphy with Zhao Yan and study with the prince, so her father had no reason to talk about her anymore.
"Won't you go to the study in two days when you feel better? What are you reading now?"
Wen Jiaojiao watched Zhao Yan take out the books whose names gave her a headache, and she immediately ran away with Zhao Xi.
After sending Zhao Xi back to the Wei concubine palace, Wen Jiaojiao and Yuzhu Fengxin returned to Fengyi Palace.
Outside the long street of Fengyi Palace, Wen Jiaojiao saw a thin figure standing outside Fengyi Palace. He looked like he was wearing a young palace attendant.
On a cold day, the little palace attendant was wearing thin clothes and holding a pot of red plums in his hands, which were red from the cold.
Seeing Wen Jiaojiao coming, the little palace attendant hurriedly saluted her.
Wen Jiaojiao looked at him somewhat familiarly and asked, "What are you doing standing outside? Why don't you go in?"
The young palace attendant lowered his head and said, "This servant is here to see you, Miss Fourth."
After saying that, the little palace attendant raised his eyes and glanced at Wen Jiaojiao, revealing a pair of extremely bright and clear eyes.
"Find me?"
When Wen Jiaojiao saw these eyes and this delicate cheek, she suddenly remembered that this was the little palace attendant who came to Fengyi Palace to deliver flowers last time. She saw that he was injured and gave him medicine.
"I remember you. You were the little palace attendant who sent flowers to Fengyi Palace last time."
"Miss Laosi can still remember this slave!"
The little palace attendant looked at Wen Jiaojiao and remembered that she looked a little excited. He sent the red plums in his hand forward, and a plate of fengxin immediately stood in front of Wen Jiaojiao, "Miss, you can't touch the flowers!"
The little palace attendant hurriedly explained: "This is not a real flower, it is a fake flower made by a servant. There is no pollen, but it has the fragrance of plum blossoms."
"My servant knew that Miss Fourth couldn't touch pollen, but she also liked red plums, so she made a pot of fake red plums. Although it is not a real flower, the fake flowers can be left all winter without fading."
The little palace attendant looked at Wen Jiaojiao carefully: "If the Fourth Miss also likes plum blossoms in other colors, I will make them for the Fourth Miss."
[Author's digression]: The last four rounds of recommendations ~ continue to ask for votes and keep up for updates
After four rounds, I have no recommendations.
Jiaojiao: My dear mummies, please come and feed us. We are hungry~