The Legend of the Concubine in the Harem

Eat...meal?

Deng Jihui's handsome face suddenly became stiff. In an instant, countless men who acted like the beautiful waitresses he had seen before flashed through his mind, surrounding Lu Weiyuan. His expression gradually became a little ugly.

"Xie Di...why did you think of bringing the princess down to this building and leaving her alone..."

"Hey~" Xie Yi gently waved her folding fan, "I'm not alone, I'm accompanied by the daughter of the General of the Imperial Guard."

He slightly turned his head and looked outside the building. A ray of sunlight fell on his forehead, making the cinnabar between his eyebrows even brighter. "Besides, this Heyi Building is the property of Aunt Rong Le. The waiters in the building are all very qualified. They will definitely be able to take good care of my little sister and please her."

Xie Yi could see through Deng Jihui's little thoughts at a glance. He was afraid that on the surface, he was like others saying that Heyi Building was not as bad as the rumors said, but deep down, he still regarded this building as... not a good place.

In particular, women should not be allowed in, and they should not be allowed to take pleasure in men like the dissolute Princess Rong Le.

Xie Yi, who lacked a "father" since childhood, was not willing to identify himself with most men in the world. In his opinion, the happiness and joy of his family should be put first. Therefore, even if his biological mother was obsessed with power, even if his grandmother tortured to death his grandfather who had caused her half a lifetime of sorrow; even if his only male elder, his uncle Xie Jingrong, insisted on becoming a monk...

Xie Yi was also willing to be the blade in his mother's hand, helping his grandmother to cover up the truth about his grandfather's death, and personally designed a quiet Buddhist temple for his uncle.

In his eyes, the little sister was just a little playful and occasionally treated some people a little badly. As long as Lu Weiyuan was happy, it would be worth it for himself or something else to give something because of the little sister's temporary interest or long-term ambition.

So he disliked Deng Jihui even more: "How come you, the Duke of Ying, didn't recite your favorite Buddhist stories today, but instead cared about His Highness Yuyi's whereabouts?"

Is this something you should be concerned about?

Deng Jihui interpreted the message from Xie Yi's slightly sharp words.

He really wanted to say something, and felt that he should say something, for example, that the princess was too young and should not have been exposed to such things so early... perhaps things that all the princesses of Dasheng would eventually be exposed to; for example, although the princess was quite favored by the emperor and empress, she was a girl after all, and was naturally at a disadvantage in matters between men and women. If she was not careful and was deceived by the waiter in the building who was trying to curry favor with the rich and powerful, what should he do?

However, the Duke of Yingguo, who was wearing a robe that imitated a monk's cassock but with wide sleeves and was extremely noble and elegant, became half dumb no matter how eloquent he was to others, when he spoke to the Marquis of Yongjia, who was just standing there with mottled light and shadows falling on his body. All his words were stuck in his throat, unable to come out or go down, and he felt as if he was about to die.

Deng Jihui has always been like this in front of the brother and sister - the identity he was proud of was useless, and the image of a Buddhist he had created for more than a decade instantly became like a piece of dirt. The only thing that could compare to them was age. But he could rely on his age to call Xie Yi "Xie brother" all the time, but he could never rely on his age to educate and guide the daughter of the most noble couple in the dynasty.

Deng Jihui choked for a moment before saying, "There are six evils in the world that lead to losing money and falling into evil ways. One is drinking and dissoluteness, two is entering other people's rooms from time to time, three is gambling and dissoluteness, four is loving music and dance, five is bad friends, and six is ​​laziness... Bad friends teach people to get used to the six changes of drunkenness, confusion, indulgence, drinking, mean people, and vulgar language. Although Heyi Tower is not a place for debauchery, it is also a place where people have mixed feelings. I have grown older than you for nothing, but when you entered this tower, you often watched and thought about it. Because of our friendship as classmates, I often worry that my friends will fall into the six evils, so..."

"When a friend sees his friend, he should respect him, nurture him, and comfort his friends with five things. What are the five things? Respect him with a righteous heart, do not hate his intentions, do not have other feelings, share the taste from time to time, and be generous." Xie Yi interrupted him happily, "Duke Ying might as well ask yourself, when you say this, can your heart be righteous? Can you have other feelings because his intentions are not with you? Do you remember the kindness of the royal family to you, the British government?"

The corners of his mouth were covered with a faint smile again, which complemented the big, dark and shiny word "闲" on the folding fan: "There are four friends who are not friends, you should know them. What are the four? One is to take foreign objects, two is to speak flattering words, three is to flatter on the surface, and four is to be a heretic."

"To take friends who have foreign things, to take those things greedily, to give less and expect more, to get used to it out of fear, to get used to it out of profit... to hold an unrighteous heart, to have other intentions, to speak eloquently, but to use leaves to cover one's eyes, to cover one's ears with one's hands in order to commit theft, not knowing that one is actually deceiving oneself. Such behavior is not the behavior of a friend, and it is what a wise man does not want to be friends with."

"Brother Xie..." Deng Jihui's expression became increasingly ugly. The only thing he could be thankful for was that he came alone to talk to Xie Yi, and no one else saw how this "son of Buddha" of his was disgraced by Xie Yi's few words.

Even though the rich young man in brocade clothes and jewels smelled of worldly money, he did not look like a banished immortal raised by the mortal world. However, the words he spoke the next moment suddenly broke the immortal halo surrounding him: "It is important for a person to know himself, Duke Ying. If you and everyone in your mansion still insist on doing what you want, the coffin of the late Concubine Xian will be missing a few blood relatives to protect it."

The place where Xie Yi was standing was only two trees away from the ladies' building. There were two identical corridors hanging high on the third floor, facing each other. In the middle were planted a few transplanted ancient peach trees. Their branches and leaves were not so dense that they blocked the shadows of people passing in the two corridors. In addition, a veil hanging under the eaves made the shadows of people in the corridor on the opposite building even more hazy and their true faces could not be seen clearly.

As if they were in sync, Xie Yi and his only sister were just the distance between the two trees. Lu Weiyuan raised his index finger to Madam Guan and Hu Ziyi, gesturing for silence, and tilted his head slightly to the corridor to listen quietly for a moment, then smiled and asked Hu Ziyi: "Guess what, what is my brother doing now?"

Although Hu Ziyi also practiced martial arts, her skills were not complete. Although she was more acupunctured than ordinary people, she was still not as good as Lu Weiyuan. She only vaguely heard a man's voice mumbling something across the street, and then shook her head and said, "I can't guess."

"You obviously don't want to guess, and this will make it no fun." Lu Weiyuan waved his hand, but did not pester Hu Ziyi to tell him everything as he did in the past. Instead, he signaled Nanny Guan to continue leading them forward.

After reaching the top floor and entering the private room that Nanny Guan enthusiastically recommended, Lu Weiyuan pulled Hu Ziyi over and said to her mysteriously, "It's really not in vain that I came here today. I don't see you so impatient in the palace. That moth is still useful."