Jiujiu turned her head to look at the concubine consort. When she saw the black eyeliner on the concubine consort's eyelids, the strange feeling became even stronger.
The people of this era also had makeup, but there wasn't much eyeliner. The eyeliner on the concubine consort's eyelids was more like an imitation of a dog instead of a tiger.
Also, based on the time the concubine consort had married over, even someone who didn't know how to put on makeup wouldn't be able to put on eyeliner like this. Also, the thing the concubine consort used to put on the eyeliner was clearly not from this era. It was like the texture of an eyeliner pen.
Jiujiu looked carefully. The blush on the concubine consort's face, the eyeshadow on her eyes, and even the lipstick on her lips was like the modern era.
When the concubine consort asked her if she was also a time traveler, she didn't know what to make of it. But now, it seemed that this concubine consort was also a time traveler.
Jiujiu's heart skipped a beat, but she didn't show it on her face. It was as if she didn't understand the concubine consort's words. She looked at the concubine consort with confusion and asked, "Circulate? Is the concubine consort asking about poems?"
The concubine consort thought that if she said this, Jiujiu would reply. But she didn't think that Jiujiu would ask about poems. The concubine consort didn't know that it was poems. She paused for a second before shaking her head and saying, "No, nothing. It was a slip of the tongue, a slip of the tongue."
After the concubine consort said this, she looked at Jiujiu with annoyance. She bit her lip and didn't say anything else.
Jiujiu drank tea for a while before Mo Yuan Ming rushed in. When he saw Jiujiu's expression, he let out a sigh of relief. He sat down beside Jiujiu and explained, "Mufei is looking for me. Are you alright?"
Jiujiu shook her head.
Seeing Jiujiu shake her head and say she was fine, Mo Yuan Ming looked at the concubine consort. But there was no kindness in his eyes.
Mo Yuanming's fierce glare made the side consort's heart beat like a drum. After a while, she opened her mouth and said, "I heard that this year's county scholar is called Mu Qing. Not only is he very good-looking, but his essays are also very good. I wonder if the little prince knows him?"
Before he met Jiujiu, Mo Yuanming was either fighting or causing trouble every day. If you asked him what was the most fun part of his life, he would definitely be able to tell you all day long. However, if you asked him if he knew a scholar named Mu Qing, he would obviously be baffled.
If Mo Yuanming didn't know Mu Qing's name, it would be fine. But he knew Mu Qing's name, and he also knew that Mu Qing was the one who pushed Jiujiu into the river.
Although if it wasn't for Mu Qing, it was very likely that he wouldn't be able to see Jiujiu in this lifetime. But when he suddenly heard the side consort mention Mu Qing's name, Mo Yuan Ming's brows tightly knit together.
Jiujiu reached out to hold Mo Yuan Ming's hand. She scratched Mo Yuan Ming's palm and said with a smile, "Concubine consort is joking. If the little prince isn't eating and playing, how could he know a scholar named Mu Qing? But hearing concubine consort's praise, he must be a talent."
The side consort had asked Mu Qing to test Jiujiu. But when she saw that Jiujiu's expression was normal and even praised Mu Qing, the side consort could no longer keep her expression. She casually found an excuse and quickly left.
Watching the side consort run away, Jiujiu held Mo Yuan Ming's hand and said in a soft voice, "There's something wrong with her."
Even if Jiujiu didn't say it, Mo Yuan Ming knew that there was something wrong with the side consort. Not to mention the fact that she had suddenly come between his loving mother and father, just the fact that she had suddenly said the two words Mu Qing was enough for Mo Yuan Ming to be suspicious.
Mo Yuan Ming raised a hand to pat Jiujiu's head and said in a soft voice, "You don't need to worry about this."
Jiujiu nodded.
The side consort was in the wang fu and she didn't leave the main gate. Even if he wanted to, he couldn't do anything.
Mo Yuan Ming had said that he was going to take Jiujiu to see Wang Ye and Wang Fei, but Wang Ye had gone to the study and Wang Fei was in the room thinking about something. Mo Yuan Ming didn't want Jiujiu to be wronged and directly took Jiujiu outside.
The two played outside for an entire afternoon. Mo Yuan Ming walked her to the door. He rubbed Jiujiu's head and said, "Prepare, I'll take you to the palace tomorrow."
Why would they go to the palace? Naturally, it was to see the Empress Dowager.
When Wang Fei had called Mo Yuan Ming over, she had already told Mo Yuan Ming that even though Jiujiu was good, her status was too low. Even if Mo Yuan Ming was willing to take Jiujiu as his wife, neither the Emperor nor the Empress Dowager would agree. The best result was to take her as a concubine and then think of a way to raise Jiujiu's status in the maternal family. When they had children, they would raise Jiujiu's status to a ce fei.
For Wang Fei, having Jiujiu as a ce fei was already the limit. Even a concubine was the limit.
The side consort felt that having Jiujiu as a ce fei was already very good, but Mo Yuan Ming was not satisfied.
From his point of view, he liked Jiujiu, and Jiujiu deserved the best things in the world. Even if Jiujiu was to become a Wang Fei, he felt that Jiujiu might not be happy. Now, to have Jiujiu as a concubine, Mo Yuan Ming felt that it was an insult to himself and Jiujiu.
Mo Yuan Ming agreed to Wang Fei's request on the surface, but in reality, he had his own ideas.
Today, Jiujiu had said that she was proficient in the art of ointment. Mo Yuan Ming did not take it to heart, but now, he wanted to bring Jiujiu to the palace and have her treat the Empress Dowager.
If she was cured, both the Emperor and the Empress Dowager would owe Jiujiu a favor. At that time, it would be easy for him to marry Jiujiu.
Mo Yuan Ming told Jiujiu that he would come to pick her up tomorrow and quickly left.
When Jiujiu returned to the room, Li Fugui and He Niang were already waiting in the hall. Seeing that Jiujiu had returned, Li Fugui looked at her with a worried expression, and He Niang also sighed. Jiujiu had been busy playing with Mo Yuan Ming these days. At this moment, looking carefully, Li Fugui and He Niang had actually aged a lot.
Jiujiu looked at He Niang and Li Fugui with a surprised expression, and asked doubtfully, "Father, mother, why are you sighing?"
Seeing that Jiujiu had asked about him, Li Fugui's heart felt warm, but his face was full of worry. He held Jiujiu's hand and said, "Jiujiu, you and that little prince …"
Li Fugui stuttered, but could not say a complete sentence. In his heart, he was ten thousand times unwilling to let Jiujiu and Mo Yuan Ming be together.
Not to mention that their status was too low, just Mo Yuan Ming's bad reputation was enough to make him worried to death.
These days, Jiujiu accompanied Mo Yuan Ming out every day, and Mo Yuan Ming would send them some more expensive things every day. The crabs that he sent a few days ago were even rarer, not to mention the thousand-year-old ginseng and lingzhi.
It was just that these things were hard to buy with money, but even the most expensive things had a price. For Li Fugui and He Niang, they only had one daughter, Jiujiu, in their whole life, and she was a priceless treasure.
Li Fugui and He Niang thought about it for a long time, and finally felt that as long as Jiujiu was happy, it would be fine.
Originally, the two had already agreed that as long as Jiujiu was happy, it would be fine.
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