The Imperial Palace of Da Long Dynasty had been renovated and expanded on the foundations of the previous dynasty. When the He Family had pushed down the incapable ruler of the previous dynasty, they had reorganized many of the dissolute noble families. So when they renovated the Imperial Palace, they tried to be as simple as possible.
Qu Qing Ju followed the palace maid leading the way forward, passing by exquisite buildings. No matter how thrifty the founding emperor had been, the present Da Long Dynasty wasn't as extravagant as the previous dynasty, but at least they had fine clothing, good food, and were content to enjoy themselves.
"Duan Wang Fei, please walk this way," The person guiding them was a palace maid that had status and rank in front of Jing fei. This palace maid had come with a normal attitude, but in an instant, her attitude had changed and she had lowered herself to the extreme. From a little palace maid to this step, the most important thing was to have a pair of sharp eyes. From the first time she saw Duan Wang Fei, she understood that Duan Wang Fei was different from the past.
No matter if niangniang liked Duan Wang Fei or not, she, as a palace maid, didn't have the guts to offend this kind of Duan Wang Fei. She respectfully ushered the person through the gates of Zhong Jing Palace before retreating to one side. Ding mama, one of niangniang's attendants, led the person into the inner gates.
The fine cloud brocade slid across the smooth ground without a sound. She looked at the red hem of the skirt and dazedly raised her head. Against the light, the crimson figure walked steadily step by step.
"Wang fei and the two ce fei, please sit. niangniang will come out in a moment," Ding mama directed the little palace maid to serve tea. She personally carried a cup of tea in front of Qu Qing Ju and placed it down. She smiled as she said: "This old servant congratulates wang fei on her recovery."
"Ding mama is too polite," Qu Qing Ju sat on the chair and reached out to support her, "Thanks to mufei and wang ye, it was me, as an erxi, who wasn't filial that I couldn't come to mufei to serve these days. Niangniang isn't angry, but cares. It is my fault."
Ding mama's gaze landed on the blood red bracelet on the white wrist. She smiled and bowed as she replied: "Niangniang knows that wang fei's body isn't well. She wouldn't be angry over such a small matter. Wang fei's recovery is what niangniang hopes for the most."
Qu Qing Ju smiled and slightly lowered her head. This Ding mama was one of Jing fei's confidants. Usually, she always had a smile on her face and people would feel she was kind when they saw her. Even Qu Qing Ju liked Nanny Ding very much. But when she saw Nanny Ding now, she felt that Nanny Ding was not simple.
There weren't simple women in the hougong. Ding mama had been by Jing fei's side for many years and was the most valued. She couldn't rely on just this friendliness. Beside the great Jing fei, how could there be simple people.
"I've made mufei worry," Qu Qing Ju sighed, her face slightly bitter as she said, "I was seriously ill a few days ago. I had thought … … fortunately, I had recovered."
Ding mama had also heard the news that Duan Wang Fei had almost died. At that time, she had gone out of the palace on behalf of niangniang to bestow many gifts. It was no wonder that Duan Wang Fei today was so different from the past. She must have been frightened by that illness.
As long as a person walked through the gates of hell, they would understand many things. Looking at Wang Fei's expression, she must have figured out a lot of things. Wang ye must have liked her recently. Someone had already sent news that wang ye was staying in zhengyuan every day. Looking at her current appearance, she indeed had the capital to attract men.
"Wang fei's good fortune is deep and naturally can turn misfortunes into blessings," Ding mama smiled as she took over. Hearing the noise coming from outside the door, she closed her mouth and went to the door.
Qu Qing Ju turned her head to look and saw a beautiful matron dressed in an orange-colored palace dress holding the hand of a taijian as she slowly walked in. The beautiful matron looked to be just over thirty years old. Even though her face was flat, it couldn't disguise the beauty between her brows.
This was Jing fei. Qu Qing Ju stood to greet her: "Erxi greets mufei." The two ce fei followed behind her and also bowed, calling themselves "nu."
"No need to be courteous, sit," Jing fei's steps slowed as she examined Qu Qing Ju. She walked to the front and sat down. Taking the tea that Ding mama offered, she took a sip. Seeing the three sit down, she opened again, "Ben gong heard that Qing Ju's body had recovered and wanted to see. Seeing you now, I feel that your complexion is much better than usual. This bright red brocade robe is complicated and luxurious. Normal people wouldn't be able to wear it, but it looks very good on you. "
"Erxi thanks mufei for the praise," Qu Qing Ju looked admiringly at Jing fei, "Erxi originally didn't dare to wear like this, but thought that this color was auspicious and festive. Erxi had just recovered from a serious illness and came to greet mufei, it was better to be festive. Luckily mufei likes erxi to wear like this. Otherwise, erxi wouldn't know what to do. "
Sitting at the side, the corner of Feng Zi Jin's mouth twitched. Niangniang was hinting that she was wearing extravagantly. Was Qu Qing Ju really dumb or just pretending to be dumb? Did she really think that niangniang was praising her?
Jing fei's hand that was holding the teacup paused slightly. When she put down the teacup, her movement seemed to be heavier. Her expression was normal as she looked at Qu Qing Ju. Seeing the other's happy smile, she turned to ask: "The clothing isn't important, what's important is the intention. Ben gong heard yesterday that you and your paternal family, Chang De Gong Fu, weren't happy. This matter has caused a storm in the entire city, what is going on? "
"Something like this happened?" Qu Qing Ju widened her eyes and asked in puzzlement, "What is going on in Jing City?"
"Ding mama, explain to wang fei," Jing fei raised the teacup to take a sip, suppressing the bit of uneasiness in her heart, "As a wang fei, she has to know some things about Jing City. Otherwise, how can she be a good wife to wang ye?"
Hearing this, Qu Qing Ju stood to beg for forgiveness: "It's erxi's fault. These days, I only cared about taking care of the houyuan and forgot about the matters outside the fu. Mufei, please punish me."
Jing fei felt the roots of her teeth hurt. Why did the words sound so wrong? The Da Long Dynasty didn't restrict women as much as the previous dynasty, but it was still the men who were outside and the women who were inside. What did she mean by forgetting about the matters outside the fu? Was she, as a popo, telling her, her erxi, to meddle in the affairs of the fu?
Facing this feeling of helplessness, Jing fei could only push the teacup further away. Based on her understanding of Qu Qing Ju, this erxi wouldn't dare to disobey her on the surface. So she didn't doubt what the other said. It was just that the words made her feel suffocated.
"Your health hasn't been good these past few days. It's right that you have been busy organizing houyuan," Jing fei smiled as she let Qu Qing Ju sit down. She indicated that she didn't need Ding mama to tell a story, "It wasn't a big matter, mufei wouldn't punish you. Even more, this matter doesn't have much to do with you. It was Chang De Gong Fu's conduct that wasn't good. It's just that it affected you, a good erxi."
Speaking ill of the paternal family in front of a married erxi, wasn't that stepping on erxi's face? It was a pity that Qu Qing Ju didn't think of Chang De Gong Fu as her own family. Jing fei's words didn't hurt her and she just assumed that she didn't mind.
"Mufei treats erxi so well, erxi really doesn't know what to do," Qu Qing Ju looked moved as she looked at Jing fei, "These days, erxi has gotten some little toys and wanted mufei to play with them. I hope mufei doesn't dislike them."
What was this rhythm of being very moved and then giving gifts? Do you know that ben gong is mocking you? Do you know that ben gong is looking down on you? Do you know that ben gong is dissatisfied with you?! What are you so moved about?!
Jing fei took a breath and smiled, replying: "Come, come, don't give anything. As long as you are well, mufei is satisfied." You have to be calm, ben gong is Jing fei, ben gong is the high and mighty Jing fei.
Qu Qing Ju looked at the increasingly gentle smile on Jing fei's face. The childlike admiration on her face became even more evident: "Wang ye and erxi are outside the palace and can't be filial to mufei every day. It's just that these little toys can make mufei happier. If mufei is happy, that is the best thing for wang ye and erxi. "
Feng Zi Jin looked at the warm scene in front of her and felt slightly disappointed. Didn't niangniang dislike Qu Qing Ju, this erxi? Why was her smile becoming brighter? And those gifts, were they so pleasing to niangniang that niangniang would be so happy? In the past, the gifts that Qu Qing Ju had given weren't simple. Why didn't niangniang show a hint of a smile?
The most painful thing in the world wasn't being pointed at and scolded, but when you pointed at and scolded and the other person didn't understand and thought that you were praising them. Jing fei had been in the palace for many years and was used to speaking in twists and turns. Her opponents were also experts. Now that she suddenly encountered a pig opponent, she finally understood the pain of punching cotton.
Or was it that Qu Qing Ju's previous dullness had been an act and today, she was purposefully acting like this to provoke her? Jing fei's phoenix eyes narrowed and couldn't help but examine Qu Qing Ju seriously.
With one look, she suddenly felt that this erxifu of her was pretty good, and her smile was very likable. Thinking back to the time when the Emperor had decreed the marriage and the Duchess of Chang De had taken her into the palace to give thanks, Jing fei couldn't help but furrow her brow and look a few more times at Qu Qing Ju's present appearance.
She didn't know which whore in the hougong had instigated the Emperor to want to marry Qu Qing Ju to his son, and even said that this girl's eight characters carried good fortune. After the marriage was announced, he still had the nerve to say that he had chosen a good wife for Heng'er. She really didn't know where his eyes had gone, a dead fish's eyes but he said they were pearls.
Automatically throwing the crime of this matter onto her archenemy, Shu fei, Jing fei retracted her thoughts and tilted her head to examine Qu Qing Ju. Half of the thoughts of continuing to attack the other had disappeared. There was no point in playing the lute to a cow.
Jiang Yong Yu, who had been burying her head in drinking tea, raised her head to look at Jing fei and then at the smiling wang fei. She silently lowered her head again.
In an instant, the room sank into a strange silence. But this silence was only for a short moment because the taijian's announcement outside broke the silence.
"Duan Wang has arrived."
The palace maids and eunuchs in the room all breathed a sigh of relief, as if something terrible had disappeared. They silently moved their lowered heads slightly towards the door.
Today … … the soft soled boots that Duan Wang wore looked very good.
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