Zheng Xiao Mistake: The Mistake of Rebirth Provoked the Cold Master

Doctor Wen at the side came closer and smelled it, "This is... Oh? Soap cake!"

This Doctor Wen really has an amazing nose...

Zhu Zheng was overwhelmed. When she went out in the morning, she pretended to be sick. Unexpectedly, her grandmother ignored her and told her to get in the carriage as long as she could still breathe.

She had no choice but to go to the bathroom and take a soap cake with her in case of emergency. Unexpectedly, she was able to escape the disaster by taking a bite of it.

This method was something she heard from the street in her previous life. If a child accidentally swallowed something, eating a piece of soap cake would induce vomiting. Zhu Zheng was glad that it worked.

You can't just throw things around in the palace, so she put it in her pocket because she had nowhere else to put it. If she had known she would be caught, she might as well have thrown it into the pool.

Several people looked at each other, Rong Yan lowered his eyes and looked down at her, his expression not very bright.

"Why?" he asked.

Zhu Zheng hesitated for a long time, but couldn't think of a good excuse to fool him, so she just told the truth, "I don't want to go to the palace banquet."

"Why don't you want to go?"

"Uh……"

"To avoid me?"

"……Uh?"

Zhu Zheng was stunned. She didn't expect him to guess like this. If she hadn't overcome her inner demons, why would she degrade herself like this?

But she couldn't tell the truth, and the best way now was to let the Grand Tutor down and let him be so sentimental.

So she nodded tentatively.

Because she had just vomited violently, she was still in a state of low energy, and her nodding movements were also listless. Her pair of clear black and white eyes looked up at Rong Yan from bottom to top, as if full of fear.

Rong Yan's eyes dimmed, and he stared at her for a long time. Suddenly, he stretched out his hand and pinched her cheek with his fingertips lightly.

Zhu Zheng was startled. They were just talking, but suddenly he started to make movements...

Doctor Wen had been standing there in a daze, but upon seeing this his face suddenly turned red and he lowered his head.

Treating illnesses instead of people has always been his principle for protecting himself in the palace.

Rong Yan took his hand back, turned around and handed over the soap cake, "This thing is cold in nature and hurts the spleen. Doctor Lao Wen, please prescribe a warming medicine for her."

"Okay, I'll start right away..."

Before he finished speaking, he heard the hurried footsteps of the attendant, who came in with an anxious look on his face to report.

"Sir, His Majesty is already waiting for the banquet. I was just asking you, Sir, and he is waiting for you to take your seat before the banquet begins."

After thanking the imperial physician, Rong Yan asked a palace servant to watch her take the medicine, left a message "Wait for me to come back", and finally left for the banquet.

Zhu Zheng felt as if she had been granted amnesty, and her tense limbs finally relaxed. She wanted to walk out of the hall, but Rong Yan's men "retained" her in a gentle but firm tone.

Zhu Zheng could only respond with a dry laugh and paced back and forth in the hall helplessly.

There aren't many decorations inside the palace, but you can see that the bookcases and desks are made of the finest red sandalwood, and the crimson draperies are decorated with white jade and pearls...

Is this style a little too suitable for someone?

Could it be that this elegant guest hall was reserved specifically for Rong Yan?

Although the Grand Tutor is a powerful official, it is normal for him to be favored by the royal family, but the royal family's preference for him is a bit strange. Moreover, Rong Yan has never seen his parents in the mansion, let alone brothers and sisters. He is simply a living lonely star, but he is treated so kindly by the royal family of Dayong. Is there any hidden reason...

There is a guqin propped up under the carved wooden window in the northeast corner. The sun shines obliquely, and a few fallen leaves from the flower trees outside the window occasionally fall on the strings of the guqin.

Zhu Zheng approached the guqin, brushed off the flowers and leaves on it, and looked up to see a secret compartment on the wall behind the guqin, as big as a place for worshipping tablets. Through the gauze, only a piece of green tile and an old bamboo tablet could be seen.

On the bamboo plaque, two words were engraved in powerful strokes.

"Cheng Yi."

Zhu Zheng repeated this silently. Although she was born with a free-spirited personality, she still had the upbringing not to snoop into other people's private lives. Seeing this, she finally didn't dare to look around anymore and found a corner to stay there quietly.

After sitting for a short while, Zhu Zheng began to feel sleepy and leaned against the couch and closed his eyes.

The palace maid who was watching her saw that she was asleep and called her twice to ask her to go to sleep on the couch, but Zhu Zheng did not respond. She stayed with her for a while and then quietly went out to get medicine.

As soon as the door was closed, Zhu Zheng immediately opened her eyes, sat up from the couch, and slipped out through the window smoothly.

As she stepped out of the door, she turned around for some unknown reason and looked up at the name of the temple.

There are three large golden characters written on it.

"Chengyi Palace."

Is Chengyi a person's name or a place's name? What is its relationship with Rongyan?

Although Zhu Zheng was curious, the answer to the question was obviously not that important. What was important was to leave here quickly.

On the way back to the carriage, we passed by the Pear Garden. We could hear noisy sounds coming from the garden and the sound of humming lyrics floating in the air.

She paused for a moment and peeked through the dense flowers and trees. Before she could see what was being sung, she heard a scream from behind her.

"Congratulations to the Fourth Miss!"

Zhu Zheng was startled and immediately covered her face, "It's not Zhu Si, you got the wrong person!"

But the man was not fooled and continued to speak happily, "I thought the fourth lady really didn't have an emergency."

Zhu Zheng felt the voice sounded familiar and put down her sleeves. Wen Boqiu's joyful face appeared before her.

"Master Wen?"

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The golden hall and jade horse play the huqin, and the string music and water sleeves play the short play. The Hua Dan on the five-foot stage holds a cup of wine in her mouth, walks slowly and gracefully, her fingers are like blooming orchids, and her voice is like the cry of a delicate oriole.

Those who could enter the palace to sing for the royal family were first-rate in recitation, singing, acting, fighting, hand, eye, body and footwork. Zhu Zheng squatted among the flowers and trees, watching with fascination, thinking that this trip to the palace was not in vain.

Wen Boqiu stood behind her, also looking up at the stage.

Zhu Zheng asked curiously, "Don't you need to sit down with your father and brother?"

Wen Boqiu smiled and said, "It's a trend to curry favor with people in the court. My father and brothers are too busy to take care of them. If I'm missing, no one will notice."

As someone who also wanted to follow the trend and get in on the action, Zhu Zheng inexplicably felt like she was being slandered.

A classic piece of Liang Zhu is being sung on the stage. The two have been classmates for three years and have been together every day. They are deeply in love with each other.

Zhu Zheng's heart was moved when she heard this, and she suddenly turned around and asked, "Master Wen, among the talented people from the noble families, is there anyone named A Yin?"

Wen Boqiu thought about it and said, "Probably not."

"What about those with the word yin in their names?"

"Never heard of it."

"What about the attendants and confidants of each government? Are there any called hidden characters?"

Wen Boqiu then shook his head, "I have no impression."

Zhu Zheng nodded. This Master A Yin was really hiding himself completely...

However, no matter how mysterious he is, since he is studying in Sihai Academy, he must be a child of the capital. If we search one by one according to his official title, I believe we will not be able to find out who he is.

Wen Boqiu, who was standing by, saw Zhu Zheng lost in thought, and after a long while he spoke, "Ayin, is he the fourth lady's sweetheart?"

Zhu Zheng: "Ah? No, no."

Wen Boqiu: "Then...does the fourth lady have a lover?"

Zhu Zheng: "...Ah, no, no."

Wen Boqiu uttered a short "hmm" and spoke hesitantly, "Fourth Miss, what do you think about the matter mentioned in the letter a few days ago? I, I, I..."

After hearing him say “I…” for a long time, the usual smile on Zhu Zheng’s face gradually faded.

She had never seen any letters, and thought they were all intercepted by her grandmother, so naturally she had no idea what they were about.

But compared to someone who is so secretive, Wen Boqiu is like a blank sheet of paper, with all his emotions written on his face, and can be seen through at a glance.

Sometimes, she even felt disgusted by this kind of insight, as if she was taking advantage of his shallow insight when dealing with him.

For example, at this moment, Zhu Zheng directly guessed that it was a test for marriage proposal.

Zhu Zheng rescued Wen Boqiu from his incoherent speech by saying, "Master Wen, you are a person worthy of trust."

Wen Boqiu was stunned when he heard this, as if he was frightened by Zhu Zheng's straightforwardness. His eyes were shining brightly and a thin layer of sweat immediately appeared on his forehead, shining faintly.

"There is something I need to let you know first." Zhu Zheng's face looked a little serious.

Although the people of Dayong were open-minded and remarriage was rarely criticized, Wen Boqiu grew up immersed in the pedantic doctrines of aristocratic families, so it was understandable that he wanted to marry a girl with a clean background.

Although she didn't want to, she didn't think of going to great lengths to conceal what happened at the Waterside Poetry Party. Not to mention that truth will eventually come to light, since what she wanted was a secure contract, all the uncertainties had to be tested in advance.

If he gave up because of this, she could make other plans.

"I once..." Zhu Zheng chose her words carefully, "I once had... a romantic past, so..."

She didn't continue talking, pretending to be hesitant. Given Wen Boqiu's intelligence, he should be able to understand what she meant without him having to explain it too clearly.

Sure enough, Wen Boqiu's bright eyes flickered, and the light in his eyes gradually dissipated.

"Is it from when you were young?"

Zhu Zheng shook her head, then nodded.

Rather than the truth that it was an accident, it is more reasonable to explain it as a mistake made by a naive person.

Besides, there are some things that he shouldn't know.

In Wen Boqiu's eyes, her hesitation and repetition seemed like she was sad about the regrets of her youth and she was hesitant to speak.

Wen Boqiu was speechless for a moment.

Seeing that he was silent, Zhu Zheng thought it was human nature and that they were just taking advantage of each other. Since he couldn't accept it, she wouldn't force him.

Zhu Zheng stood up and said, "Master Wen, I suddenly remembered that I have something else to do, so I'll go first."

"Four girls!"

Zhu Zheng was startled by his loud voice.

Wen Boqiu continued, "Since the two of you love each other, then where is he now? Why doesn't he come and ask to marry me?"

Zhu Zheng said "Ah?" When did she ever say that they were in love?