Yang Ling looked at the letters and listened to the singing coming from the stage. His heart was a mess, one moment happy, the next worried. Ma Lian 'er had not completed her three years of servitude. If she married now and it was not in accordance with etiquette, she would be attacked by others.
Not following etiquette was not a minor matter. It was enough to become a powerful tool in the hands of people. Even if she had the protection of the Emperor, she would not be removed from office because of this. If she was constantly attacked by others and used this as a weakness, no matter what she did, she would be hindered.
It was not hard to leave Lian 'er alone in Jiangnan and find an excuse to hide her and secretly have a child. However, it would be too unfair to her. These two years of sneaking around and hiding her identity would definitely cause great harm to Lian' er.
Yang Ling knew everything. For a moment, he wanted to disregard everything and send someone to Jiangnan to take Lian 'er back to the fu. Then he remembered that he wanted to use his power and status to do some things for Ming Destiny and the people. It was not as carefree as before.
After a moment of thought, he remembered that Lian 'er was not even three months pregnant. It would be at least two more months before her waist could not be concealed. At that time, he would have returned to Jing. This matter could be discussed at length and he was not in a rush to make a decision now.
He summoned the foreigner into the study and hurriedly wrote three letters. One was to Young-niang. The letter did not hide the matter with Lian 'er. He ordered Young-niang to send a sum of silver and nourishing items through the inner factory. The other was to Ma Lian' er. He told her that he was currently patrolling the borders of the Great Wall. When he returned to Jing, he would take care of her as soon as possible. He told her to wait in Jiangnan and take good care of herself.
The third was to Cheng Qiyun. She was now the highest leader of the inner factory in Jinling. Lian 'er was living alone in her uncle's home. If he didn't arrange for competent people to take care of her, he would not be able to rest easy.
Yang Ling sealed the three letters with wax and ordered the foreigner to send them to the military station to be sent back to Jing. Watching him hurry out the door, he stood there thinking and suddenly laughed. So he was just worried about not having a son. This is good. Young-niang and Lian 'er are competing to have a child. Young-niang is fine. She has worked hard for a month and will get it one time. But Lian' er is too lucky to get it in one shot? Did he really have the good genes of the Yang Family?
The costumes, gongs, and drums were packed into several large chests. Zhengde rewarded them handsomely. The performers thought it was from the imperial envoy Sir Yang. For the past two days, they had performed at the post house. Their income was more than twice that of performing on the streets. When they returned, everyone would be able to get a few more coins, so they were all in high spirits.
The troupe hired a large cart and pulled their costumes back to the row of rented houses in front of the Pudu Temple. The troupe leader Ping Datou squatted on a stone roller. With a wide smile on his face, he said to everyone, "Everyone has worked hard these past two days. Tomorrow we will close for a day. Everyone can have a good rest. But don't forget to practice. The day after tomorrow, we will sing for five days at the Prince's fu."
He smiled and said, "Everyone says we are a troupe of grass heads. Yes, if Datong wasn't at war and it wasn't easy to invite famous actors, how could we have a foothold at the Prince's fu? In terms of the arts, do you think we are worse than those famous actors? We don't have any luck. This time, we sang for three days at the imperial envoy Sir Yang's fu. When we return from the Prince's fu, our troupe's reputation will rise.
The biggest spectacle we've seen before was the county magistrate's back garden. Today, we've seen the imperial envoy who is like the Son of Heaven himself. In two days, we'll also see the extravagance of phoenix and dragon descendants. Everyone, raise your spirits. The Prince's reward is even greater than that of the imperial envoy. "
In the crowd, a woman's gaze flickered for a moment. Her lively and spirited eyes stared deeply at him. She squeezed through the crowd and cupped her hands in greeting. "Is this gentleman the troupe leader?"
Big Ping Tou was slightly startled. He looked her up and down. The woman in front of him was dressed in shabby clothes made of plain cloth. But with Big Ping Tou's eyesight, he could see that the bottom of this woman's ordinary clothes was extremely slender. Her facial features were also extremely charming and moving. It was a pity that the fine freckles on her white and tender face ruined her beauty.
Big Ping Tou jumped down. His short and stout body didn't even reach the woman's shoulder. He cupped his hands in greeting according to Jianghu etiquette. "I don't dare. This little old man is just leading a group of poor people to make a living. Miss, you are?"
The young woman gave a faint smile. She confidently said, "This little girl is a solo performer who roams Jianghu. It's not easy to make a living. I see that this gentleman has good fortune on his face. To be able to hold up such a large facade, you must be a responsible and loyal man. So I want to join your troupe. What does this gentleman think?"
Ping Da Tou smiled and said, "Not at all. But my troupe mainly focuses on singing. Women are not allowed to go on stage. Although there are some acrobatics and circuses, it's just to relieve the boredom of men. What can you do?"
The young woman chuckled. "Horsemanship, archery, and sparring performances. This little girl is skilled in all of them."
Big Ping Tou shook his head. "No, no. Our troupe can't afford to raise horses. Moreover, now that we have the business of the imperial envoy's estate and the prince's estate, our reputation will grow. We will walk the path of large families. Things like horsemanship, archery, and brandishing swords and spears will not enter these families."
The young woman's eyes turned and she smiled. "Rope walking and somersaulting, this little girl also knows these kinds of tricks to coax people."
Big Ping Tou was about to shake his head again when a delicate voice interrupted. "Which Jianghu performer doesn't know these things? Seeing that it's not easy for a woman like you to travel alone, why don't you perform somersaulting? If you do a good somersaulting, then I will take you in. "
This person was still wearing a complicated costume with flowing sleeves like clouds. Her eyebrows and cheeks were rosy, and she had a pair of watery, almond-shaped eyes. This was the pillar of the Ping Family Troupe, Cheng Xiaoyun. Although he was a man, he was used to playing the role of a woman. Not only did he speak in a soft and delicate voice, but his actions were also elegant.
In front of him, even though Big Ping Tou was the troupe leader, he still had to give him some face. He quickly smiled and said, "That's right. Then you can try your skills."
The musicians, who were beating the drums and playing the zither and flute, laughed and laughed as they gathered around, forming a circle. The young woman smiled and nodded her head. "Many thanks to the troupe leader and this boss," she said, "This little girl has made a fool of herself."
They saw her walk confidently to the center of the stage. She cupped her fists and walked a few steps. Suddenly she stood still and took a deep breath. Then she suddenly began to somersault. Her somersault was not fancy at all. With her hands on the ground, her feet kicked backward. Although her movements were very agile, there was nothing special about it. Big Ping Tou and that boss Cheng could not help but reveal a slightly disappointed expression.
Unexpectedly, after the woman somersaulted a few times, her body suddenly sped up. Her somersaults were fast and urgent, almost turning into a windmill wheel. Her movements were continuous, extremely beautiful. Her slender waist was flexible and strong. Big Ping Tou's eyes could not help but brighten up. There were already people cheering loudly from the side.
Somersaults in the air, somersaults in the clouds, golden carp flipping through the waves, slender waist flipping through the clouds, all kinds of difficult movements were performed without stopping. Big Ping Tou laughed and loudly said, "That's enough, that's enough. You don't need to somersault anymore. Tidy up and go eat with everyone. From today onwards, you are a member of the Ping Family Troupe."
The woman somersaulted twice in the air and landed on the ground with a smile. Her face was not red and she was not out of breath. She patted the dust off her hands and cupped them together, saying, "Many thanks to the troupe leader."
Cheng Xiaoyun smiled and said, "My name is Cheng Xiaoyun. What is sister's name?"
The woman's eyes flashed. She replied with a smile, "My name is Liu Ying 'er. From today onwards, I hope Boss Cheng will take good care of me."
Cheng Xiaoyun pursed his lips and laughed, "Hmm, Liu Ying 'er. Good name. Yingying, Yan Chunchun. Flowery and beautiful. Everything is charming and charming. Delicate and tender. Stop and play the part of everyone. With sister's figure, if you put on an opera gown and hook up your face, you will look very good. "
Hong Niangzi, who was disguised as Liu Ying 'er, could tell that he was praising her name, but she did not know what he meant. Therefore, she only laughed dryly and did not dare to reply.
Yang Hu and his gang were originally big bandits. Usually, if they wanted to kidnap a big family, they would only send two people to investigate first. After understanding the family background, power, and layout of the family, they would come to the house at night to kidnap people. They had never had the patience to place spies in one place for a long time. Now that they wanted to deal with Emperor Ming Destiny, they were completely blind. It was impossible to know where the emperor was.
Hong Niangzi saw that her husband was blinded by greed. He knew that he was being used by the Maitreya Cult, but he still stubbornly dreamed of being the emperor. She could not calm down. She tried to dissuade him several times but failed. She told Fifth Uncle about her troubles, but unexpectedly, Fifth Uncle's words made her heart completely cold.
No matter what, she was still a woman. In the eyes of a bandit leader like Eldest Cui, who was extremely patriarchal, Yang Hu, his son-in-law, was much more important than his daughter. Seeing that Yang Hu's recruitment was quite successful these years, Eldest Cui's heart was also warmed up. He hoped that his son-in-law could conquer the country and the Cui Family could be conferred the title of King or Marquis.
Therefore, when more than a dozen mountain villages were destroyed this time, Yang Hu's power was greatly damaged. The brothers in the old village had already become suspicious of the rumor that he was the rightful emperor. Fifth Uncle and a few of Eldest Cui's trusted subordinates had discussed this with him in private. Eldest Cui had already hinted that no matter whether the rumor was true or not, he should try his best to help his son-in-law. Since his ancestors had been mountain bandits for generations, it was better to take a gamble and get a noble title.
This time, Eldest Cui had taken the initiative to ask his men to help Yang Hu. On one hand, it was to show his attitude to the mountain villages. On the other hand, he had heard from Yang Hu that because of the attack on the Weiwu Mansion, his daughter and son-in-law had quarreled. He was worried that his daughter would lose her temper and reprimand Yang Hu, so he sent her Fifth Uncle to suppress her.
When Red Lady heard her father's attitude, she couldn't help but feel disappointed. However, although she couldn't cause a scene with Yang Hu with Fifth Uncle as an elder suppressing her, Red Lady's temper was as strong as steel. When she had an idea in her heart, even Eldest Cui couldn't think of changing her mind. After listening to Fifth Uncle's explanation, she didn't explode on the spot. Instead, she turned around, packed her things, and quietly left.
She knew that Yang Hu and the others had no other plan. If they wanted to find Zhengde, the only way was to monitor Yang Ling. Therefore, she also disguised herself and paid attention to all the movements in the courier house. She had long since figured out that this troupe went to the imperial envoy's temporary residence to perform every day. In her opinion, the Acting Prince was Emperor Zhengde's royal uncle. If Zhengde was really in Datong on the day of his concubine ceremony, he would most likely go to congratulate him.
Then, it was highly likely that the Maitreya Sect, Yang Hu, and the others would make their move at that time. She wanted to prevent Yang Hu from being used by others and destroying the Maitreya Sect's plans. She had to think of a way to sneak in. Therefore, she disguised herself as a lone Jianghu person and became a member of the Ping Family Troupe.
On the 22nd day of the first month, the Acting Prince married a concubine.
Boyan's army had already moved to Pingshun and Huguan. The people of Datong heaved a sigh of relief. At night, they no longer had to dress up neatly and put their bags by their pillows, ready to run away at any time. The Acting Prince's mansion was decorated with lanterns and streamers, welcoming people with joy.
Sedan after sedan chair after sedan chair after sedan chair after sedan chair after sedan chair after sedan chair after sedan chair after sedan chair after sedan chair after sedan chair after sedan chair after sedan chair of Datong area civil officials, military generals, came to congratulate this acting prince. Because the Emperor was in Datong, Yang Yiqing, who controlled the three borders, attached great importance to the defense of the border. He had originally sent a congratulatory letter to the Acting Prince's mansion in advance, indicating that he could not personally come to congratulate him due to military affairs. This made the Acting Prince very unhappy. Unexpectedly, he suddenly changed his mind today and hurriedly brought three hundred of his personal guards to the Acting Prince's mansion to congratulate him.
The outer perimeter of the Acting Prince's mansion was still filled with armored soldiers, but inside the mansion, it was filled with music and music. Red Lady mixed in with the theatrical troupe and also entered the Prince's Mansion. To her surprise, the Prince's Mansion was far bigger than what she had imagined. Moreover, the Prince's Mansion had its own theatrical troupe performing in the rear hall, while the large theatrical troupe sent by the government was performing in the middle hall. The eight theatrical troupes like hers were only performing in the outer courtyards of the Prince's Mansion on the four sides. They simply couldn't touch the core of the Prince's Mansion.
The entire Acting Prince's mansion was filled with cheers and laughter. The only places that were relatively quiet were the Yin An Hall, the Crop Altar, the Feng, Yun, Lei, Yu, Shan and Chuan Altar, the Imperial Temple, and the Family Temple, Jishan Temple. The Pawnshop provided fine wine and food. On behalf of the mansion, they received guests and registered gifts. Important guests were personally received by the mansion's chief steward.
Red Madame's opera troupe was inside the Duanli Gate and outside the Cheng Yun Gate. None of the ministers going in and out could escape her eyes. In the courtyard, the stage had long been set up. The embroidered curtains on the stage and the hanging lanterns were all ready. According to the rules, the first performance of the opera troupe was' The Heavenly Official's Blessing '.
He wholeheartedly wanted to turn the Ping Family Troupe into the most popular opera troupe in Datong. When the border was pacified, he wanted to borrow the gimmick of being invited to perform at the Imperial Envoy's Residence and the Acting Prince's Mansion to tour the nine borders. Naturally, Ping Datou also had to follow this rule. Although his opera troupe was not very formal and he did not learn the complete play, fortunately, the people watching the play in the courtyard were the civil and military officials' Imperial Bodyguards, study attendants, and servants. They were not picky.
Especially after the 'The Heavenly Official's Blessing' was performed, the 'Lu Dongbin's Three Plays on the White Peony', 'The Taoist master Zhang's Big Talisman', and other plays that were slightly dirty but did not violate the Prince's taboo in the mansion. They were even more popular among the attendants and family warriors.
"By imperial decree, the Imperial Envoy Patrolling the Border, His Majesty's Personal Army Bodyguard Commander, Inner Factory Governor Yang Ling, Sir Yang, and the Military Governor of the Capital Camp Zhang Gonggong have arrived!" Following the loud announcement of the ceremonial officer, Red Madame, who had just finished her performance in the middle of the stage, heard it. She suddenly raised her head and saw a scholar with a jade-like face walking in with a smile on his face. He was wearing an expensive mink fur robe with a large velvet cloak on the outside. His stature was slender and outstanding.
Twelve young and handsome officers pressed their sabers and followed closely behind him. That Zhang Yong Zhang Gonggong, although he was wearing a deep blue embroidered dragon robe embroidered with gold, his shoulders were half hooked and his feet were very fast. He looked like a servant at the side of a noble young master.
The corner of Red Madame's mouth crooked, faintly revealing a smile. Today, this general came to congratulate the wedding without wearing his military uniform. His elegant attire matched his delicate and pretty face. His large cloak fluttered in the wind and a jade pendant on his multicolored brocade belt swayed slightly. That imposing manner … if she came today to kidnap a fat sheep and bring it back, just by looking at his appearance, it would be none other than him.
Accompanied by the chief steward of the Prince's Mansion, Yang Ling and Zhang Yong passed through Cheng Yun Gate and arrived at Chongxin Gate. Yang Ling's footsteps slightly paused and he turned his head to take a look behind him. His gaze met with the junior officer standing in the middle among the twelve imperial bodyguards. That junior officer revealed a somewhat mischievous smile. Yang Ling imperceptibly nodded to him and walked in side by side with Zhang Yong.
The imperial envoy's imperial bodyguards were also not allowed to enter the inner halls of the Prince's Mansion. There were servants from the Prince's Mansion who led them to the side hall next to Chongxin Gate. Here, a flowing banquet was arranged in a row. Many of the attendants of the generals and civil officials were eating and drinking to their heart's content.
Because Datong was a military town on the border, even this Prince's Mansion was not only grand and grand. The buildings and courtyard walls were also sturdy and tall. On the high walls at the four corners of the Prince's Mansion were fortresses with guards stationed there. But once they entered 'Swallow House', the garden of this Prince's Mansion in the north had rockeries, winding corridors and overhanging eaves.
The path to 'Swallow House' was winding. Once they passed through it and entered Zhen De Hall, the chief steward of the Prince's Mansion bowed and said with a smile: "Two daren, Wang Ye's consort taking ceremony has not yet begun. Please go to the side hall to rest. Once the auspicious time arrives, I will lead daren to Yin An Hall to read the Emperor's edict. Wang Ye, Wang Fei, respectfully invite Wang Ye to raise the ceremony."
Yang Ling and Zhang Yong smiled and nodded. They turned and turned to the left side hall. There were two young taijian standing at the door of the hall. Seeing them walk to the door, they hurriedly lifted the velvet blanket. The two were startled when they walked in.
The light inside the hall was dim. There was a moment of discomfort when they walked in. When their vision recovered, they found that there were already several daren standing in the side hall. The inspector-general of Datong Hu Zan, the three-border chief Yang Yiqing, and a civil official next to him were wearing the same robes as the inspector-general of Datong Hu Zan. For a moment, they couldn't think of any other civil official in Datong who was of the same rank as him.
On the left of the hall was a tea table and an official hat chair. On the right was a kang with a kang table on it. In front of it was a screen. At this time, two people flashed out from behind the screen. One was dressed in a yellow robe and was fat. He was today's groom, the acting Wang Ye. That fat face carried a rare solemnity.
The man next to him was about forty years of age, with three wisps of beard on his chin. His face was clear and upright, his eyes were as deep as the stars. He was wearing a red-crowned crane robe. Impressively, he was the current imperial court's Grand Scholar Yang Tinghe, who was conferred a rank higher.
When Yang Ling and Zhang Yong saw him, they thought, "Not good! Today's wedding banquet is going to turn into a Hongmen Banquet. As soon as Yang Tinghe arrives, there will be no lack of wind blades and frost swords. He will cry and admonish His Majesty to return to the Palace."
The two of them looked at each other. The meaning in their eyes was telling each other: "Xiongdi, you go first!"
* * *
Zhengde sat down on a long bench and casually ate something. He felt that it was indeed interesting to play the role of a military officer, but there were too many rules in this mansion. It was far from being as comfortable as watching a play on the street. He sat idly for a while. He heard the incessant cheering outside, the cadence of the singing was like a captivating soul. He could not help but stood up and walked outside.
Those eleven imperial bodyguards were all first-class martial art experts in the imperial palace. In name, they were the imperial envoy's bodyguards, but in reality, their duty was to protect the Emperor. As soon as they saw him stand up, those people immediately stood up and quietly surrounded him.
One of the bodyguards whispered, "Your Majesty, where are you going? Are you going out to pay your respects?"
Zhengde glared at him and said in a low voice, "Out of the Palace! Outside the Palace, I still don't feel at ease. Wherever I go, you guys will be there. This is the Acting Prince's mansion. How can there be thieves? Follow me from afar. Don't bother me. I'm going to take a look. "
After speaking, Zhengde snorted and walked towards the inner courtyard of the Duanli Gate.
Cheng Xiaoyun was singing sweetly on the stage. Dressed in white, her silky black hair had a bright peony flower inserted into it. Her flowing sleeves were like clouds as she danced gracefully. She made the beautiful posture of a peony flower demon look vivid and lifelike.
Zhengde walked down the stage. In front of him, people were like a tide. Two imperial bodyguards were already in front of him. Seeing that there were so many people, they quietly blocked his way. Zhengde was helpless. He saw a young lady in a short, embroidered red dress. Her waist was slender and her breasts were puffed up. One of her legs was on a low chair and she was practicing her leg binding. He walked over with a smile and said, "Sister, are you going to perform martial arts?"
Cui Ying 'er raised her head. Zhengde sighed in his heart. It was a pity that such a beautiful and enchanting young lady had a face full of small pockmarks. After applying powder, she went up the stage. Her jade-like face was very delicate and tender. At first, one couldn't see anything. But looking at her up close, she was greatly inferior.
Red Madame saw that he was a military officer. He looked to be no more than fifteen or sixteen years old. His lips still had some childish hair. However, his facial features were very handsome. He spoke politely and kindly. He didn't have the slippery air of an ordinary soldier. She had a good impression of him. She tightened her leg binding and stretched out her hand to pull her hair. She smiled sweetly and said, "In the Prince's mansion, who is Sister performing martial arts for? It's just a high-rope acrobatic trick. "
Zhengde's eyes brightened. He excitedly said, "Juggling? That's even better than martial arts. When Sister is going to perform again, I'll applaud and cheer for you. "
Red Madame found it interesting. She couldn't help but purse her lips and laugh. She said, "Xiao xiongdi, you are interesting. The Prince's mansion has a fixed reward. Even if you shout yourself hoarse, they won't increase the reward."
Zhengde was unconvinced. He said, "Is that so? Then let Yang … my family's imperial envoy, Sir Yang, reward you. I am Sir Yang's personal guard. If you perform well, I'll tell Daren. He will definitely invite you to the mansion to perform and reward you handsomely. "
Red Madame was amused by his childish words. She couldn't help but curtsied. She said with a smile, "Then this little girl thanks Sir Yang in advance. If I really get a reward from Sir Yang, this little girl will definitely give half to Sir Yang."
Zhengde righteously waved his hand and said, "You're welcome, you're welcome. I don't have to worry about eating and drinking with our Daren, I don't have to worry about not having enough money to spend."
The gongs on the stage rang. Cheng Xiaoyun flashed out of the stage like a flowing cloud. Lu Dongbin and the evil Taoist Yellow Zhenren also went up to the stage. Cheng Xiaoyun, who won the applause of the audience, blushed. He was obviously a bit proud. He lifted his skirt and went down the stage. Behind him, he set up a tent to change his clothes. Cheng Xiaoyun called out to Red Madame, "Big Sister Liu, help me change my clothes."
Cui Ying 'er agreed. She smiled at Zhengde and said, "Xiao xiongdi, Sister has to go do some work. After the next performance, Sister will go up to the stage and do somersaults. Remember to come and watch."
Zhengde hurriedly nodded his head in agreement. When he saw the lady in a crimson dress flashed into the tent, he looked around and turned around to walk towards the side hall on the right side of Cheng Yun Gate. The imperial guards who served in the palace all year round did not dare to disobey the imperial edict. They only followed him and walked to the right side.
A tall maid dressed in palace attire walked out of Cheng Yun Gate proudly accompanied by two other maids. Unfortunately, Zhengde was impatient and there was an endless stream of people on the road. He dodged left and right and walked to the center of the gate. He stepped on the back of the maid's skirt that was dragging on the ground.
The maid cried out and hurriedly lifted her skirt. She turned around with a red face. When she saw that it was only a small officer, she glared at him and scolded, "Are your dog eyes blind? Don't you wear your eyes when you walk in the Prince's Mansion?"
Although Zhengde was scolded, he was not angry at all. He only felt that she walked out with her head held high and chest out. Her flustered and embarrassed appearance was very interesting. He held back his laughter and bowed, "Miss, please forgive me. Xiao Ke was rash. I am really sorry."
The maid shook the hem of her skirt. When she saw that there was a big footprint on the hem, she felt even more annoyed. She glanced at Zhengde in disgust and spat, "Pah! Xiao Ke? Do you think you are a young master or a young master? A soldier with a big head? Xiao Ke? A horse doesn't know how long its face is! You are also someone with status and prospects? Humph! "
After she finished speaking, she raised her head and swaggered off like a proud peacock.
Emperor Zhengde rubbed his nose. He was speechless from her rebuke. The guards who had rushed over saw the Emperor being ridiculed by a maid from the Prince's Mansion and couldn't help snickering.
A girl at the side said in a gentle voice with a hint of laughter, "Don't blame her. Yu jiejie is the Princess Consort's most favored maid. Even the Head Steward has to give her some respect. You are so young, yet you are already the Great General's personal guard. In the future, you will definitely have a bright future. A hero does not fear a low birth. Once you become the Commander of Datong and pay your respects to His Highness, Yu 'er jiejie will definitely look at you in a different light."
Not to mention the Commander of Datong, even if he was the Grand Marshal of the entire country, he wouldn't be in Zhengde's eyes. However, there was a girl who was so considerate and didn't care about his birth. Hearing her words, his heart warmed. This was the first girl who didn't know his identity as the Emperor and still had such a high opinion of him.
Zhengde turned around and was about to thank the girl behind him, but when he looked over, he suddenly felt like his soul had flown out of his body. He stood there like a statue, his mouth open and tongue tied, unable to say a single word.
The girl in front of him wasn't dressed like a maid from the Prince's Mansion. She wore a moon-colored robe and a cyan dog-fur bikini. Her slender waist was tied with a skirt that trailed the water of the Xiang River. Although she was the daughter of a humble family, she had snow-white skin and fragrant flesh. She was charming. Her figure was petite and exquisite, and her face was pretty and radiant. She smiled and had a beauty mark on the corner of her lips. In her arms was a large parrot with a multicolored tail.
Zhengde's lips opened and closed for a while. The fourteen or fifteen year old girl in front of him looked at him strangely. Then she giggled and tilted her head at him. She playfully said, "What's wrong? Is it because I'm beautiful? "
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