The Favored Concubine: The Doting Prince

"Xianying, go follow him."

"I?"

Xianying was about to speak, but she held it back and nodded seriously. Although she wanted to stay and protect Fanyue, it was also her duty to protect Fanyue.

But she has to be obedient.

"Don't worry, I have my sister, Cui Tao, and the wife of the Left Prime Minister. These ladies are close to my sister, and they won't let anyone bully me when they are around me.

But Yuan Yi, I am very worried about him."

Separation of seats for men and women is only for distinguished guests; of course, the servants would not make such detailed separations.

Xianying nodded and followed Yuan Yi's back. When she left, she left a sentence: "Master, don't worry. If anyone dares to bully him, I will twist his head off."

"Well, that string cherry can't twist its head."

"……OK"

Yuan Yi could feel Xian Ying following him from behind. She was three steps away from him, neither too close nor too far. She said nothing, but just followed him closely, looking around vigilantly.

Yuan Yi understood that Yue'er was worried about him.

He also turned around and smiled slightly. Xianying was stunned, but still lowered her head obediently.

Yuan Yi was still wandering around the yard by himself, while Zhufeng followed him diligently.

Yuan Ye just instructed that if there is anything you like in the inner courtyard, you should move it away as much as possible.

Zhufeng also protested, saying that the things he chose were all good things and were worth a lot of money.

But Yuan Ye smiled, his smile was casual, even gentle, which made Zhu Feng slightly stunned.

"Since they are good things, it is a pity that they are left here in the courtyard without anyone to appreciate them. The better the things are, the more emotions were poured into them when they were created. Someone once told me that all things have spirits and should not be disposed of lightly. These objects can be left here as a companion.

But after all, he can't accompany me. If he picked a few guns and knives from me, I would not give them to him.

These things in my place will slowly become dead objects for someone to admire, like and move away."

Zhufeng seemed to understand that the master felt that these things were wasted here and gave them to others.

But Zhufeng still felt that Yuan Ye was genuinely happy, as if it was a good thing that Yuan Yi asked him for something.

He never knew the relationship between his master and this fake prince. They should be at loggerheads and incompatible, but his master was unusually soft-hearted.

Yuan Yi shook his head slightly as he walked around. Although the garden was beautiful and gorgeous, it seemed like all the good things were piled together without any order.

Everyone was trying to steal the show. There was no sense of harmony, and the whole courtyard was a mess, without any artistic conception. But everyone was sighing at his wealth and splendor, and Yuan Yi did not say much, mainly because no one would listen to him even if he said a lot.

Yuan Yi was strolling around on his own, but no one was rushing forward desperately.

There were also some people who wanted to show off in front of Yuan Ye. Some wanted to tease Yuan Yi, but were stopped by the girl behind him with a look.

Xianying felt very strange following behind him, because her mother once said that Lan Yao was the freest wind on the grassland.

Why is the son born like the snow-capped mountain standing in the distance of the grassland? The mountain is thriving and full of spring, while the other side is always covered with white snow, unchanged for thousands of years, standing there, still.

Watching the life rushing by below the mountain, he alone enjoys the eternal loneliness of life.

Yuan Yi stopped by a pond and stood there, occasionally looking up at the sky, occasionally watching a few fish swimming leisurely in the pond. In this way, he isolated himself from the hustle and bustle, and Xian Ying leaned against a tree and observed.

At this moment, a man suddenly approached. Xianying glanced at him. Most people would stop moving after just a glance, but that man was obviously also frozen.

You can see that he is very nervous, even a little scared, but he still moves towards this side tremblingly. Xianying stood up straight and took a step forward. The man was stunned again, but finally seemed to have made up his mind and strode towards Yuan Yi.

At this time, Yuan Yi turned his head to look, Xian Ying was about to stop him, but Yuan Yi raised his hand slightly. The person coming was Shen Hui. At this time, he was wearing a gorgeous robe that did not fit him very well, and it looked a little funny hanging on his thin body.

Although Shen Hui is not short, he is a little hunched. He has no temperament at all with his hunched back, and he looks timid anyway.

Yuan Yi hesitated slightly when he saw the person in front of him. Although he had lived in the palace for a long time, everyone thought he had faded out of the government. He was familiar with everyone who was famous in the court, but at this moment he really couldn't figure out who this person was.

Seeing Yuan Yi, Shen Hui was obviously stunned, his eyes widened, and his gaze was amazed. Then he knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times, until his forehead turned red. "Yes, I am your humble servant, Shen Hui, to see His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

There are many people who perform etiquette in the palace, but it is rare to see someone who performs it as diligently as he does. Shen Hui, Yuan Yi frowned slightly. He remembered this name. Yue'er once praised him.

"I know Shen Hui from the Literature Museum."

Hearing Yuan Yi say this, Shen Hui raised his head in disbelief, but when he saw Yuan Yi looking at him, he quickly lowered his head again.

He was ecstatic. He never thought that the high and mighty Crown Prince would know his name.

There was a sudden feeling of ice and snow melting in his mind, and all the pressure, pain, and discomfort that had been accumulated on him were relieved at that moment.

"How do you know I'm the prince? Yuan Yi wants to confirm this person's intentions again."

"Because, because everyone says that you, the prince, are as beautiful as a fairy. Shen Hui suddenly felt that his words were inappropriate, and he was still thinking of other words in his mind. At this time, Yuan Yi suddenly asked. "What do you want to talk to me about?"

What is it?

Shen Hui didn't know what was going on either.

At that time, he was wandering in the garden. Everyone looked at him with confusion or even contempt at first sight. No one approached him. There was no such thing as a good horse breeder. Everyone walked around him.

Maybe it's really like Zhufeng said, he can only become a familiar face at most, but he doesn't want to be a familiar face today.

I also don't want to introduce myself to them again and again as someone from the Literature Museum.

He had accomplished an important task today, and he wanted to give himself a day off, to spare himself a day, not forcing himself to put on a forced smile, trample on his own dignity, and provide entertainment for others, just for a familiar face.

He first drank a pot of good tea, and then drank a pot of Jasmine Silver Needle black tea, which was very delicious. Only then did he realize that tea really has so many levels of aroma.

The tea leaves they drank were smooth and silky, so complete and beautiful, like the curtain call of life. The tea they usually drank was just broken tea leaves and tea foam. This was something that Sister Caier had come up with, and only when the family earned some money could they afford to drink it.

It turned out that he didn't even know what tea tasted like. He drank it in big gulps and savored the cakes in big bites.

It turns out that good pastries are not hard, they become hard because they have been stored for a long time. Good pastries are soft, with a moderate sweetness and fragrance that lingers on your lips and teeth.

Shen Hui wanted to take a few pieces, but he was embarrassed, thinking it was stealing. But when he saw that some nobles only took a bite, he disliked the taste and threw it aside.

Then a maid took it out and took away their waste of food.

Shen Hui made up his mind and took four pieces: one for his sister, one for his sister-in-law, one for his mother and one for his little nephew.

After eating and drinking, Shen Hui took a half-pot of wine and hid behind a big tree, breathing in the fragrance in the air and listening to their loud conversation.

At this time, someone was heard whispering, "Isn't that the prince? He really came. The Seventh Prince just gave him a lot of face. Normally, he took away the Seventh Prince's people, so the Seventh Prince shouldn't have let him come. You didn't see it just now, he was only allowed to come because of his Crown Princess. Or the prince was generous and gave him all the things. The stone he chose was given by me. I took a lot of effort to give it to more than a dozen maids."

Shen Hui came out from behind the tree and saw Yuan Yi walking towards him aimlessly.