I became the villain's deceased wife

Xie Yunzhe didn't want to get entangled with him any more, so he frowned and threatened:

"I remember that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince reminded Master Fan not to show off his power.

Besides, this is Prince Gong's Palace!"

What I mean is, if the situation gets out of hand, it won't benefit anyone, so I advise you to be careful.

Fan Shixuan is naturally not a fool.

Although I was unwilling, I also knew that this was not the place to cause trouble.

"Humph, don't threaten me with the prince!

You also know that this is Prince Gong's palace, a poetry gathering hosted by Princess Jiarou herself. Instead of staying here to recite poems and compose couplets, you want to slip away so early?

Isn't this giving the princess no face? "

He also knows how to use his power to pressure others.

Xie Yunzhe's expression really changed.

He really wanted to leave.

But now that Fan Shixuan has seen it, it’s a bit troublesome.

It would be better to find a quiet place to hide first, and then come out when the party is about to end, so as to avoid giving this kid an excuse.

"Xie just wanted to go to the purification room, but the palace is complicated and I am a little lost."

After hearing this reason, Fan Shixuan touched his nose with a smile.

“Look for a clean room.

Go through this door and walk back for a cup of tea before you can see it. "

Xie Yunzhe just wanted to get away from this place of trouble as soon as possible, and didn't care where he was referring to.

"Thank you!"

I casually thanked him and went in the direction he pointed.

"Young Master, this Lan Cui Hall... doesn't it have a clean room?"

As the prime minister's legitimate son, Fan Shixuan was naturally often on Prince Gong's banquet list, and was also very familiar with Lancuitang, the special place in Prince Gong's mansion for receiving guests.

However, he glared at the servant who was speaking and warned:

"I want you to talk more!"

……

After walking in the direction pointed by Fan Shixuan for a while, Xie Yunzhe saw a moon gate.

There are three big characters written on it: Qunfang Garden.

It sounds like the name of a garden.

Xie Yunzhe didn't think much about it and walked straight in.

I was also wondering why I didn't meet any servants along the way so that I could ask for directions and find a suitable place to stay for a while.

Just as I was thinking this, I suddenly heard a human voice.

It seemed that several women were laughing and playing.

Xie Yunzhe looked in the direction of the voice.

The sound was very close, but was blocked by a clump of bamboo and the figure could not be seen clearly.

He walked forward leisurely, hoping to find someone to ask where the guests could sit down and rest.

But just as he turned the corner, a pretty girl in purple clothes, holding a rattan ball in her arms, bumped into him.

"Ouch!"

The little girl bumped her head against his chest and was bounced back, losing her balance and about to fall.

"careful!"

Xie Yunzhe was quick to pull her up.

Two or three women dressed as maids followed behind the girl.

Seeing Xie Yunzhe holding the girl with one hand, he immediately said sternly:

"You bold lunatic, this is the backyard of the palace, how did you get here!"

Xie Yunzhe was so frightened that he quickly let go of her hand, took a step back and bowed politely:

"I am... I am a candidate who is attending a poetry competition. I got lost for a moment. I would like to ask you, sisters..."

“Poetry gathering?

All the people who are attending the poetry gathering are in Lan Cui Hall, who told you to wander around!"

The leading maid looked like someone who was not to be trifled with, she held her hands on her waist and glared at us.

"Lan Fang, keep your voice down. Look how scared he is!"

The girl holding the sepak ball turned around and scolded.

"But Miss..."

The maid named Lan Fang wanted to say something else but was stopped by her mistress.

Xie Yunzhe then realized that the pretty girl in purple clothes who bumped into him was a noble lady.

There is a young lady from aristocratic family attending the poetry gathering today, but I don’t know which family she is from.

"What's your name?"

While I was in a daze, the girl in purple asked with her big, lively eyes flashing.

Xie Yunzhe was annoyed that he was being tricked by Fan Shixuan again.

But I dare not hide it casually:

"I am Xie Yunzhe. I have no intention of disturbing the young lady's play. I will leave now."

"You are Xie Yunzhe!"

The young lady in purple called out with interest and looked it up and down with curious eyes.

This made Xie Yunzhe feel a little uncomfortable:

"Miss... do you know me?"

Miss Ziyi retracted her gaze, hung the rattan ball on her finger, turned it in a circle, and said with a smile:

"heard about it……"

Just as I was about to say something else, a male voice suddenly rang out:

"Rong'er, why don't you grade the papers for this poetry competition yourself? You have to make things difficult for your father. Look at the poems written by those candidates. This is the only one that's acceptable!"

Xie Yunzhe looked in the direction of the sound and was immediately frightened out of his wits.

Because the person who came was wearing a red Yanlong robe and a Yishan crown on his head, which were clothes that only the King of Qin could wear!

I don't know how to deal with it.

Prince Gong also saw him.

Then anger appeared on his face:

"Where did you come from, you scoundrel? How dare you trespass into Rong'er's Garden of Flowers? Someone, come here, give me..."

"Hey!

Goodbye, father!

I called this man over.”

The purple-clothed girl holding the rattan ball who had bumped into Xie Yunzhe quickly stopped him.

Xie Yunzhe then remembered.

The youngest daughter of Prince Gong, Princess Jiarou, whose original name was Lin Rong, was given the title Jiarou.

He closed his eyes.

What luck this is today!

Prince Gong stepped forward and examined him.

Xie Yunzhe crossed his arms, bowed his head, and dared not breathe.

"Hahaha……"

Prince Gong burst into laughter and rubbed his daughter.

"I didn't expect that my Rong'er is also a good-looking person. This boy has a good appearance!"

Xie Yunzhe put down his hands, clenched his fists, and looked very embarrassed.

"father!"

Princess Jiarou called out coquettishly and quickly changed the subject.

“Didn’t you come to me to look at poetry?

Which one did you say you liked?"

Prince Gong stopped joking and took out a pile of poems and handed the top one to his daughter.

"Here, this one is by Xie Yunzhe, and he writes pretty well."

Princess Jiarou quickly grabbed it and winked at Xie Yunzhe.

"Oh?

It's Xie Yunzhe!"

It was not until the poetry reading was over that Prince Gong and his daughter let Xie Yunzhe leave.

In the middle, he was asked to recite poems and chat.

This made Xie Yunzhe very uncomfortable.

"Your Highness, Princess, it's getting late, and my wife is waiting for me to have dinner. Why don't we..."

The joy on Princess Jiarou's face was obvious, and Xie Yunzhe felt it necessary to express his attitude as soon as possible.

But after saying this, Princess Jiarou was not very surprised.

Instead, she moved closer to him.

"No hurry. If Master Xie is worried that your wife might be worried, I will send Lan Fang to tell her the news."

Xie Yunzhe quickly refused:

"That's not necessary. I've had a lot of social engagements since I came to Beijing, and my wife knows that."

Are you kidding?

If we really let her send someone back to report the news, wouldn't it be even more difficult to explain?

Prince Gong immediately followed up with a conversation:

"I heard Rong'er talk about you. It seems that your father used to be an official in Beijing.

Because I offended some powerful person and was accused of corruption?"

He sighed.

“Although I don’t take care of political affairs, I still have a say in front of my brother.

Do you want me to ask for mercy for you and let the Dali Temple investigate this matter thoroughly?"

There are a lot of sixth-rank officials in the capital, and it is estimated that the people above him are unaware of his father’s affair.

It seems that Princess Jiarou has been paying attention to him for a long time?

Xie Yunzhe turned his head and looked at her strangely.

"Oh, this princess has loved poetry and prose since she was young. I just noticed that you are well-known for your talent."

Jiarou explained very naturally.

Xie Yunzhe bowed to Prince Gong:

“Thank you for your kindness, Your Majesty, but no one else needs to worry about this matter.

I am not talented enough, so I want to figure this out myself."

No reward for no merit.

He knew that if he agreed today, he would have to pay the price.