The Legend of the Concubine in the Harem

"I pay my respects to your highnesses."

Outside the capital, on the way to the villa, the car of Lu Weiyuan and her sisters was blocked, and in front of them happened to be the carriage of the Duke of Yingguo's mansion.

Deng Jihui was also stopped halfway by a carriage with a broken wheel in front of him. He was a little annoyed at first, fearing that he would miss the "chance encounter" with Princess Yuyi. But when he turned around, he found that the prince he had been thinking about was right behind him. He couldn't help but mutter in his heart that God could help him, and then he got off the carriage without hesitation and went to pay a visit.

Although he was surprised and happy at the moment, he looked reserved. He was dressed in plain clothes, with a string of soft Buddhist beads in his hand. His expression was indifferent and his eyes were extremely restrained. Only when he looked at Lu Weiyuan did he reveal a little attachment.

"Why is the Duke of England here? Do you know what happened just now?" Princess Yongtai, the oldest sister present, asked the question first.

Deng Jihui even restrained his smile, trying to imitate the faint smile on the Buddha statue, and replied: "It seems that two carriages were accidentally stuck together. Your Highnesses do not need to worry. Before I came here, I had already asked the servants to help separate the two carriages. Just wait for a moment."

He gently twisted the Buddhist beads in his hand and said, "If Your Highness feels bored sitting and waiting, you might as well get off the carriage and take a walk. The scenery around here is also very beautiful."

Upon hearing this, Yongtai couldn't help but look back at his sisters.

Princess Fengning decisively covered half of her face with the scroll she kept in her hand, while Lu Weiyuan frowned slightly and shouted to Hu Ziyi who was sitting in front of the car: "Xin Sui, take a few people with you to take a look."

When the sisters went out, Lu Weiyuan and Princess Yongtai made an appointment to have a horse race together, so she changed into riding clothes in advance. She wore a germanium-red shorts with a lucky unicorn pattern embroidered with gold thread on the turned-up collar. Her hair was all combed up, revealing her smooth forehead and delicate facial features. She tied her hair into a high ponytail at the back of her head. She exuded youthfulness from head to toe.

Seeing Lu Weiyuan popping out from behind Princess Yongtai, Deng Jihui's heart couldn't help but tremble - he always knew that the little princess was beautiful, but when they were in the palace, they didn't have much time to meet and spend time together, and Lu Weiyuan had always dressed in a well-behaved and childish manner. It was the first time Deng Jihui saw her look so dashing today.

Without the childish bangs and hair covering her temples, he realized that Princess Yuyi's eyes, which used to look so gentle and lovely, now had a sharp curve at the corners, very much like her mother, and her thick, dark and sharp eyebrows, like swords on her temples, were exactly like those of the emperor. When the two were combined together, they were in perfect harmony, making the pure girl in his memory appear more domineering.

Maybe... drawing curved willow-leaf eyebrows with light ink would make her look more gentle and beautiful.

The "Buddhist Master", covered in sandalwood, holding Buddhist beads in his hands and with a cold expression, suppressed the surging emotions in his heart and thought affectionately in his heart.

She is indeed at the right age to get married and become a mistress.

Deng Jihui, who was filled with emotion, did not show any emotion on his face. Instead, he continued to act like a cold and aloof "Buddhist" and stood quietly by the road, as if he really just came to pay a simple visit to the princesses.

Hearing Lu Weiyuan asking her study partner to go to the front to help, Deng Jihui hurriedly said: "Your Highness, there is no need to trouble Miss Hu, I have already sent someone to go..."

"Do you want to teach me how to do things?" Lu Weiyuan said coldly.

Deng Jihui was caught off guard by this cold remark before he could show her his unique "gentleness" as a cold Buddhist. He quickly excused himself, "I dare not, I am not..."

"Since you don't dare, then shut up, chant your Buddha's words and stop disturbing people's ears." Lu Weiyuan simply jumped out of the car and walked to the front with his people. Hu Ziyi consciously changed his seat to separate his own prince from Deng Jihui.

"Your Highness..." Deng Jihui tried hard to suppress his sadness as he looked at Lu Weiyuan's back. He showed a little helplessness, sighed softly, and apologized to the two princesses who stayed in the carriage.

Princess Yongtai waved her hand and let him go, as she was happy to see her sister having fun. Then she turned to Princess Fengning and said, "Zaiguang, do you want to bet?"

"What do you want to bet on, second sister?" Princess Fengning put down the scroll covering her face and said, "Be careful that Yuanjun comes back and beats you up. I am not physically active and my martial arts skills are sparse. I am afraid that I can only stand on the stronger side and help her cheer for her to gain more power."

Princess Yongtai leaned over and gently nudged her sister, who was the same age as her, with her arm: "Yuanjun and I have a good relationship, so we play and fight. As for that one - haha, let's bet on how embarrassed this 'Buddha's son' will be."

"At least he won't be ruined." Princess Fengning shrugged uninterestedly. "Even if he really makes a fool of himself, the elder sisters will definitely help to fix it. As long as Yuanjun is still willing to abide by the rules and have fun with them, then our 'Buddha's son' will probably be able to jump around for a while."

"I really don't understand. If Yuanjun hates him, why does he keep him dancing in front of him? I admit that he looks good, but not top-notch. His temperament is quite unique, but in front of Tan Nu, he is just a little clown."

"It's fishing," Princess Fengning said calmly, "the fun lies in controlling the tension and loosening of the fishing line in your hand, which constantly consumes the fish's energy. It's very interesting to see it floundering in the water even though its fate has already been decided, thinking it can control its own future and struggling hard."

Princess Yongtai looked at her sister who had said such horrible words in silence for a while, then raised her hand and gently held Princess Fengning's shoulders: "Ah... From now on, I won't ask you this again."

It's really scary.

"If I don't remember what I said today and accidentally ask again, please try not to explain it so clearly."

Princess Fengning glanced at her sister's hand on her shoulder and said, "Okay."

However, Princess Yongtai, who had just finished asking, couldn't control her curiosity: "Come to think of it, since you also find it interesting, why don't you like to socialize with people?"

"Because this fun is as scary as you feel."

"what?"

"So, sister, I would rather stay at home and study all day than get involved in this worldly whirlpool."