Chapter 193 The Prince and Princess of Shang Kingdom
In this world, there are no computers, mobile phones and other electronic entertainment.
Of course, there is no tension, busyness and mechanical noise from the outside world.
Although it was monotonous and boring, fortunately, Fu Chen had long been accustomed to being alone and didn't feel uncomfortable at all.
He was led by the maid for a walk in the garden in an orderly manner.
Appreciating the colorful flowers and hearing the chirping of orioles, I feel that my life is quiet, leisurely, and relaxed.
Another three days passed by in a flash.
Early that morning, Ziyun, who rarely appeared, appeared again together with Medical Officer Jiang.
After Medical Officer Jiang reviewed Fu Chen, he smiled and announced that his injuries were no longer serious.
Just take the remaining few days of decoction and consolidate it.
Ziyun was relieved after hearing this, and told the maid Qianyu to take good care of him, and then led Medical Officer Jiang away directly.
The two came quickly and left easily.
Fu Chen and Qian Yu walked out of the room as usual and went for a walk in the garden. After stretching their muscles, they found a nearby pavilion and went inside.
Whenever Fu Chen pretends to be in a daze and tries to break the golden elixir seal.
Qian Yu stood aside quietly and obediently, adhering to etiquette and rules.
Fu Chen couldn't bear it when he saw it, and thought about asking her to sit down and rest too.
I tried to persuade him many times, but to no avail, so I stopped persisting.
Fu Chen was so focused that he gradually ignored the outside world until he was awakened by Qian Yu's words "someone".
Seeing Qian Yu's scrutinizing look, Fu Chen just planned to use his spiritual sense to explore the surroundings.
When I looked up, I saw a group of five men walking out from the path beside the rockery in the distance.
The leader is about thirty years old, has a dignified appearance, and wears a white jade crown.
Wearing brocade clothes and a jade pendant swaying around his waist, he walked with a dragon's pace and a tiger's stride, looking noble and extraordinary.
The four people behind him were obviously followers, following closely behind him in groups.
His steps were compact, he was focused, and he kept a fixed distance from the leader.
Fu Chen glanced at Qian Yu and saw that her expression had returned to normal, and she was obviously an acquaintance of hers.
Sure enough, when the man entered the pavilion, Qianyu saluted him and respectfully shouted: "I have met the Nineteenth Prince!"
From a distance, the Nineteenth Prince stared at Fu Chen eagerly, almost without squinting.
He raised his hand casually and said: "Get up and answer the question. Has the eldest princess come out of seclusion?"
Qianyu stood up and replied respectfully: "I have never left seclusion."
The Nineteenth Prince was a little disappointed: "It has been seven days since my aunt's retreat this time, and it's not over yet. In this case, I'll come back another day."
He bowed his hands to Fu Chen and exclaimed: "That day when we first met, you happened to be seriously injured and unconscious. After a quick glance, I felt that something was extraordinary.
Goodbye now, you have a dazzling style, you are indeed a divine figure, I am the nineteenth son of King Shang."
Fu Chen doesn't understand the etiquette here, but he has watched a lot of costume dramas and palace dramas.
Draw the gourd in the same way, imitate the other party's hand in return, and say politely: "I have met the Nineteenth Prince! The prince is graceful, noble, and has outstanding bearing."
The Nineteenth Prince smiled happily, stepped forward, held Fu Chen's hand, and smiled enthusiastically.
"When we first met that day, you were almost killed as an assassin. I felt friendly at first sight and stopped you in time.
When we talked today, we felt even more cordial. When you recover, we should drink and talk happily."
Fu Chen looked at Qianyu with a questioning look and saw her nodding in affirmation.
Naturally, he felt grateful in his heart and said sincerely: "Thank you very much, Prince. I will sacrifice my life to accompany you."
"Your words are serious. This is settled. I will take my leave now."
The Nineteenth Prince held Fu Chen's hand firmly and said that, he held it over again, then turned and left.
Seeing the group of five people walking away, Fu Chen turned around and asked Qian Yu about the details of that day.
Qianyu recounted the situation at that time, and finally added: "Even if there were no Nineteenth Prince, my Highness would have stopped it."
Fu Chen listened quietly, smiled and nodded silently.
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The morning after the next day.
Fu Chen met the Nineteenth Prince again in the pavilion.
The Nineteenth Prince remained as graceful and dignified as ever, but his four entourages followed him carrying two wooden boxes.
"Nineteenth Prince!"
Fu Chen held up his hands, Qian Yu blessed his body, and they both saluted together.
The Nineteenth Prince stepped forward to support Fu Chen, turned to Qianyu and said: "Get up, has the eldest princess come out of seclusion?"
Qianyu answered truthfully: "Not out of seclusion yet."
The Nineteenth Prince held Fu Chen's hands and said sincerely:
"I have always been guided by my aunt in my practice, and I don't want to fail again today. In addition, I have something I want you to do, so please don't refuse."
Fu Chen's attitude was firm and he lacked confidence: "The prince is serious. If you have anything to do, just ask me. I will do my best, but I am afraid that I am not capable enough..."
"Please be at ease, sir." Prince Nineteen patted Fu Chen's hand and said with a smile, "You and I met and we felt like old friends at first sight. The last time I saw you, you were dressed in plain clothes. I knew that there were few men's clothes in the Wushuang Palace, so I specially prepared some.
I hope you will fulfill my wish, so don’t refuse.”
Fu Chen felt embarrassed, looked at Qian Yu, and said sincerely: "I am flattered by the prince's offer. I shouldn't have refused, but I just won't be rewarded for no merit. Besides, I received the great grace of the eldest princess to save my life and live here as a guest.
I don’t know if this is in line with the rules of the palace.”
The Nineteenth Prince said kindly and kindly: "I'm worried too much. I regard you as my confidant. A few clothes are nothing more than external things. I share my worries with my aunt, so there is nothing wrong with her."
Fu Chen turned to look at Qian Yu, she nodded and affirmed: "The Nineteenth Prince has always been filial and considerate to Your Highness. Since I have prepared the clothes for His Highness, the beauty will accept them. The slave will convey the Nineteenth Prince's filial piety to His Highness."
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"Then I'll accept it. Thank you, Prince Nineteen." Fu Chen took the opportunity to break free of his hands and cupped his hands to express his thanks.
The Nineteenth Prince was thoughtful and asked his entourage to carry the box, and followed Fu Chen and Qian Yu to take the box back to the room and put it away.
He turned around and said goodbye to Fu Chen, cupping his hands and saying: "I know that tomorrow is your last day to take medicine, and my aunt will be out of confinement the day after tomorrow. I will come back then so that I can have a good drink with you, so I will say goodbye today."
After personally seeing the Nineteenth Prince off, Fu Chen was still in a daze after watching their master and servant walk out of sight.
Fu Chen was wondering why a prince treated him so warmly.
As the saying goes, "If you show courtesy for nothing, you will commit adultery or steal." This thing is obviously abnormal.
Could it be that I have exposed a flaw somewhere?
Thinking of this, Fu Chen turned around and asked the maid next to him: "Qianyu, are these nineteen princes so warm and considerate to Wushuang Palace, and are they also so good to me?"
Qian Yu was stunned for a moment, then nodded affirmatively and replied: "My Highness is extremely talented, fast in cultivation, and deeply loved by two generations of kings. The Nineteenth Prince often receives guidance and guidance from His Highness, so he has always been filial and considerate."
Fu Chen nodded slowly: "I understand. It's just that I'm not used to the way you express enthusiasm here. I keep holding on to my hand and it feels weird."
Qian Yu showed a surprised look and said matter-of-factly: "It is the most common behavior among relatives and friends to hold hands and show their closeness. There is nothing strange about it."
Seeing that Fu Chen hesitated to speak, he looked in another direction and then hesitated in a low voice: "It's just... the Nineteenth Prince's two actions, his intention... should not be His Highness."
Fu Chen frowned in confusion and asked: "You mean, his goal is really me?
But I have nothing, so why should I be treated so kindly by him?"
"This... this slave has made a mistake."
Qian Yu lowered his head and walked to the side, opened the wooden box, and changed the subject: "The clothes given by the Nineteenth Prince are indeed gorgeous..."
Although Fu Chen was surprised by her behavior, he did not continue to ask questions and decided to wait and see.
The next morning, after Chen hour, Wushuang Palace, Fu Chen's room.
The square table in front of the outer hall is facing the door. On the table are placed all kinds of delicacies, jade cups, and fine wines.
The Nineteenth Prince and Fu Chen sat across from each other in order of priority, with their attendants and maids behind them.
The Nineteenth Prince held up the white jade cup and said sincerely: "Your Majesty and I hit it off right away, but we always parted ways in a hurry when we met several times. It's a pity that we couldn't have a heart-to-heart talk. Today, I can have dinner with you at the same table. First of all,
You should drink a full cup to congratulate Qing on your recovery."
Fu Chen was almost moved by these words. He picked up the fist-sized white jade wine glass in front of him and said boldly.
"The Nineteenth Prince shows great love. He gave you clothes just the day before yesterday and food today. I have nothing to repay you. I can only sacrifice my life to accompany the gentleman. I will do it first as a token of respect."
There was a wine glass as big as a fist, at least one or two, and Fu Chen finished it in one gulp.
I only feel the pungency entering my throat from my mouth and tongue, and the heat spreading from my stomach to my whole body, and then a mellow aroma surges up.
I secretly cursed in my heart: "Damn it, this wine is really spicy. It's over 70 degrees at least. How on earth was it brewed?"
The Nineteenth Prince also drank it all in one gulp, put down the empty glass, and introduced the origin of the dishes on the table.
He started to add vegetables and meat to Fu Chen and asked him to taste each dish one by one.
The two of them chatted while eating, talking about food and wine. The atmosphere was relaxed and cheerful, and the guests and hosts had a great time.
Quietly, it was almost noon.
At this time, footsteps came from the corridor outside the door, getting closer and closer until they were outside the door.
Fu Chen turned to look at the door and saw a girl named Pingting walking in alone.
Just one glance, and with Fu Chen's determination, ripples could not help but appear in his heart.
The girl looked to be about fifteen or sixteen years old, with a childish look on her face.
She wore no makeup and looked bare-faced, which highlighted the exquisiteness and perfection of her face.
On the head, between the eyebrows, there is a thumb-sized white jade, which is tied with a band of five-color silk.
Wearing a simple plain-colored waistband without any other accessories.
The girl's dress is plain and simple, not as gorgeous as the maids.
However, he has well-proportioned bones, a graceful interior, a tall and slender figure, and a chic and elegant manner.
The eyebrows reveal an otherworldly and noble aura;
As he walks, he has a graceful and graceful posture, like a swimming dragon.
In one sentence, he has an extraordinary temperament and an unrivaled appearance.
After the girl entered the door, she immediately saw Fu Chen. The surprise and doubt in her eyes flashed away and were almost invisible.
The Nineteenth Prince had already stood up and left the table, took two steps forward and took the lead to greet him.
Behind him were his entourage and Qian Yu. The three of them turned to the girl in unison, either offering their hands in worship or saluting.
"My nephew has met my aunt and congratulated her on her release from confinement."
"See His Highness Wushuang!"
"Your Highness!"
The girl had long been accustomed to it. She casually said "get up" without any pause in her steps.
Of course, he walked straight to the main seat in the hall, turned around and sat down.
Fu Chen, who was sitting nearby, heard the girl being called "aunt" and "your highness Wushuang".
Except for the surprise, it is unbelievable: How can she be Her Highness Wushuang?