"Wang ye, be careful where you step," The yahuan carrying the lantern said in a soft voice, "There aren't many people coming and going from Xi Ce Yuan, it's not easy to walk."
He Yuan looked with a smile at the yahuan who spoke until the other shyly buried her head lower and lower before he said: "If that's the case, then the lantern has to be carried brighter."
The yahuan's face was bright red. The lantern in her hand swayed before she recovered her composure.
Xi Ce Yuan originally had no one living in it. Recently, because of the ce fei, the chief steward of the wang fu had the servants clean the Xi Ce Yuan. Many of the furniture hadn't even been changed before they welcomed the guests in.
The procession entered Xi Ce Yuan. The lights were bright inside, but He Yuan's face didn't have the joy of taking a beauty as a ce shi. He looked at the tightly closed door in front of him and then at the two yahuan who were kneeling in front of him. He ordered in a deep voice: "Open the door."
"Yes," The yahuan who was guarding the door bowed and gently pushed the door open. He Yuan raised a foot to enter the door. Passing through the shelf of many treasures, he saw Qu Yue Su sitting on the bed. She was wearing a light colored girdle dress, the girdle a light green. Her head was lowered, revealing her white neck. She looked somewhat beautiful.
He Yuan stood next to the shelf of many treasures, motioning for the people in the room to leave before he slowly walked forward.
"Wang ye," Qu Yue Su stood and gave a light bow. There was an indescribable grace in her movements. She looked more like a woman from a scholarly family than wang fei Qin shi.
"The beauty is waiting for ben wang," He Yuan went forward and raised her chin with his index finger, his thumb curling at the corner of her lips, "A moment of beauty is a thousand pieces of gold. We can't waste it." Finishing, he didn't care for Qu Yue Su's thoughts as he threw her onto the bed.
The piercing pain below caused Qu Yue Su to cry. She had never thought that her wedding night would be like this. Painful and without any warmth. She didn't even hear a gentle word from the man above her. Maybe to this man, she was just a plaything.
The pain gradually became numb. She widened her eyes to look at the lotus embroidered on the pink gauze. She wouldn't always be like this. Qu Qing Ju could live well, why couldn't she? What Qu Qing Ju could do, she could too.
When Qu Qing Ju heard that Chang De Gong Fu had used a blue sedan to send Qu Yue Su to Rui Wang Fu, she was sitting in zhengyuan listening to the flattery of the qieshi. After she finished listening to what had happened, she sighed emotionally: "Such a pity." She did not like a woman like Qu Yue Su, but to give a fifteen year old girl away as a concubine like this, it was a waste of her talent and appearance. Having a mother like Liang shi, it could be said that her life had been ruined.
The qieshi sitting below didn't know what to say. They all knew that wang fei didn't have a good relationship with her paternal family. Her half-sister rushing to become a qie for Rui Wang wasn't a glorious thing. On the surface, should they be happy that the person wang fei hated was a qie, or sad that wang fei's paternal family's meimei made her lose face?
Jiang Yong Yu glanced at wang fei. She saw that she wasn't angry or happy, but rather regretful. Her thoughts turned and she said: "Qie heard that Qu san xiaojie is both beautiful and talented. No wonder His Highness Rui Wang has fallen in love."
For a person like He Yuan, women were just playthings in his heart. How could he fall in love or not? She smiled helplessly, "If that's the case, then it's good."
"Some people are willing to be qie, who can stop them," Feng Zi Jin said with a mirthless smile. She had forgotten that she was just a qie.
Qu Qing Ju glanced at her. She was too lazy to say more to her. She lightly said: "Feng shiqie, think about your status before you speak." Finishing, she let the shiqie leave.
Feng Zi Jin came out of zhengyuan. Her expression wasn't good. But now that she had been demoted from ce fei to shiqie, the servants that had fawned over her in the past had disappeared without a trace. Even the shiqie beside her didn't like to talk to her.
Thinking about Qu Qing Ju's disdain towards her, she hated and felt helpless at the same time. Who asked her to not have any favour or status? If Qu Qing Ju wanted to take care of her, it was just a matter of a few words. What could she do?
The news of He Yuan taking a qie quickly spread throughout Jing City. The Imperial Censors that had been against him now sent memorials to impeach him. It seemed as though they wouldn't rest until they brought He Yuan down.
Qing De Emperor was also angry this time. In a fit of anger, he ordered for He Yuan to be summoned into the palace. He looked at the child kneeling in front of him with his head lowered. He instantly thought of how cute he had been when he was learning to speak and how he had been when he was learning to walk. His heart instantly softened. Using a handkerchief to cover his mouth, he coughed a few times before replying: "Zhen saw that you were young and ignorant and tolerated you. Who knew that you would do such a foolish thing. Do you know that the entire court is dissatisfied with you?"
"Er chen taking a woman, what does it have to do with them," He Yuan raised his head to look at Qing De Emperor, "Fuhuang, these people are purposefully targeting er chen. No matter what er chen does, they can find a reason to make things difficult for er chen. What difference does it make if I do it or not."
Qing De Emperor saw that his face was slightly red from anger. He coughed a few more times before asking: "Is it that the entire court is purposefully targeting you? Yuan'er, you aren't young anymore. Think before you act. Even zhen can't do as I please. "
He Yuan's face darkened but he didn't say a word.
"Zhen knows that your personality has always been fierce. These years, zhen hasn't reprimanded you. I only thought that when you grew up, you would understand and slowly change. But seeing you become more and more outrageous, zhen's heart hurts." He sighed, "Go back to the fu and reflect. If you do such things again, zhen won't be able to protect you."
"Fuhuang is the Son of Heaven, the ruler of the world. Do you still have to listen to other people?" He Yuan looked at Qing De Emperor and said unwillingly, "The world is yours, why do you have to care so much?"
Qing De Emperor looked at his most beloved son. A beat later, he said: "Go back and think about it. Leave."
"Er chen asks to leave." He Yuan saw that Qing De Emperor's expression wasn't good and could only bow and leave. Coming out of Tian Qi Palace, his expression became uglier. If he was the Emperor, he would definitely have all the power. He didn't need anyone to tell him what to do. If you weren't willing to be an official, there were thousands of people in the world who wanted to be an official. He wouldn't be threatened by these things. Fuhuang's personality was still as warm as ever after so many years. That's why he would allow the people at court to tell him what to do.
"Oh, san di, you're leaving the palace?" He Qi had a smile on his face as he strode towards He Yuan. Seeing the ugly expression on He Yuan's face, he smiled even more happily, "I heard that in two days, si di will be sent back to Jing to rest. What does si di think?"
"What da ge thinks, I think," He Yuan raised his chin, his eyes disdainfully looking at He Qi, "You think that by jumping up and down and knocking me down, you can climb up, don't dream." Finishing, a scornful smile appeared on his face.
He Qi didn't get angry. He only went forward to pat He Yuan's shoulder, lowering his voice to say beside him: "It's not important whether you can climb up or not. As long as I can see san di fall down, da ge will be happy." When he finished speaking, he straightened his body and smiled, "That year when Third Brother and I were playing a game, Third Brother fell and caused this prince and Imperial Mother to kneel in Zhao Xiang Palace for an entire night. Don't forget that."
"It was all based on ability. If da ge and Wen guipin had the ability, they wouldn't have asked for forgiveness in front of didi and mufei's palace," He Yuan's lips curved into a smile, "Of course I won't forget that. It was a rare good show that year."
The smile on He Qi's face darkened. He looked coldly at He Yuan, "You should pray to the Heavens that you can watch a good show for the rest of your life."
"Da ge doesn't have to worry about this," He Yuan raised an eyebrow and looked in the direction of the palace, "Goodbye."
Expressionlessly watching He Yuan leave, a cold smile appearing on He Qi's face. Arrogant people usually died quickly. He didn't know if he would still be arrogant at that time.
In another corner, He Heng looked with a smile on his face as his two brothers parted. He turned to Ming He behind him, "Ben wang's da ge and san di have a very good relationship."
"It is a fortunate event that the brothers of the Imperial Family are harmonious." Ming He responded with a smile.
"Naturally it is a fortunate event," He rubbed his chin and smiled. Thinking about lao si who would be returning to Jing in two days, he said, "After you return to the fu, remember to have wang fei prepare some medicine for healing wounds and replenishing blood."
Ming He lowered his head in acknowledgment. He understood that wang ye was preparing for Cheng Wang and said, "Wang ye doesn't have to worry. Nucai remembers that the fu's storeroom still has some rare and good medicine for replenishing blood. Cheng Wang will definitely recover."
He Heng nodded and turned to sit on the carriage to return to the fu. When he reached the fu, he habitually went to zhengyuan to eat the evening meal.
Entering the gates of zhengyuan, he smelled a faint scent of medicine. He looked over and saw the servants of zhengyuan coming and going to clean up some herbs. It was quite busy. When the servants saw him, they all stopped what they were doing and bowed.
"No need to be so courteous, just do your own things," He Heng entered the room and saw Qu Qing Ju burying her head in writing. When he walked closer, he found it was a list of herbs. It seemed that they were all good things to replenish the body.
"Wang ye has returned?" Qu Qing Ju raised her head to glance at him before continuing to bury her head in her writing. She didn't even stand.
"This was prepared for si di?" He Heng looked at the handwriting that wasn't particularly beautiful but was still neat. "The things are quite complete."
"There's still two more months until the wedding of si shu and the Luo Family's guniang," Qu Qing Ju put down the brush. She scanned the list before saying, "Originally, si shu's successful return from investigating a case was a joyous occasion. Who knew that he would encounter an assassination attempt. Luckily, his life wasn't in danger. How can he not rest?"
He Heng finally remembered that the wedding of si di and the Luo Family's guniang was almost here and the Spring Examination was about to start.
When fuhuang had sent si di to investigate, had he thought that si di was about to get married?
Maybe he had, maybe he hadn't, but one thing he was sure of was that for He Yuan, fuhuang could overlook all these things.
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