I still remember the king's heart

Sang Yu had a serious illness after returning home. After recovering from the illness, she seemed to be completely reborn. She used to be unwilling to learn the precepts of female celebrities and so on, but now she learns them meticulously and accurately.

In the past, I only went to Mrs. Ningguohou's side unless I had to go. Now, except for the morning and evening Dingxing, I would go there every now and then with my own snacks. Mrs. Ningguohou came here with a cold eyebrow from the beginning. If the number of times is too many, I will try it with my heart.

She is a good cook. She used to take care of the family's food and clothing in the Shen family. After cooking for Mrs. Ning Guohou for a few days, she finally got the right to use the kitchen and no longer had to eat leftovers. .

At this time, she was busy in the kitchen. She was dressed in cloth and hairpin skirts, fresh and refined, and it was very pleasing to the eyes to chop melons and vegetables with bare hands. Huanhua was also helping, but her expression was a little worried.

"Madam... Do you really want to send it to Lord Hou?"

Sang Yu nodded, "I'll send it to Lord Hou personally later"

"Madam... Excuse me for my bold question... What exactly do you want to do?"

Sang Yu stopped what she was doing, and said softly, "The more you know, the worse it will be for you. Just remember that all the efforts we are doing now are for the purpose of escaping from the house in the future."

Huanhua was startled, then nodded solemnly.

Today is the [-]th birthday of Marquis Ningguo, there is an endless stream of guests, even the Holy One has given him a reward, which shows that the holy family is prosperous.

For a while, Ningguohou's mansion was in the limelight, forming a sharp contrast with Qiwang's mansion next door. However, when it was time to turn on the lights, a carriage pulled by four snow-white horses stopped at Ningguohou's mansion, with bright yellow curtains. When it was opened, it was Nalan Rongchu who came down.

The boy at the door was stunned, and hurriedly squeezed out a flattering smile to welcome him in. Although there was a secret disagreement, these superficial efforts still had to be done.

Nalan Rongyou is talking with Ning Yuan. After several years of border experience, this young man has become more resolute and steady. Unlike the other princes of the Nalan royal family, Pian Wenxiu, Rongyou grew up in the wind and frost of the north, with sword eyebrows and star eyes, Flying obliquely into the temples, with a dark complexion and a hulking back, he looks like a warrior at first glance, and his temperament is bold and upright, so he offended many people in the court.

There were a few crisp knocks on the door, Rong You frowned, "When did the servants of the Hou Mansion be so unruly?"

"Master Hou is inside, I am here on the order of my mother-in-law to bring you some light food to relieve the hangover"

Remembering that she ordered someone to deliver some odds and ends to him a few days ago, Ning Yuan no longer doubted, "It's the noble concubine of Gouzi Xinna, the younger sister of Shen Mu, the official minister."

Rong You just nodded.

"come in"

Sang Yu dressed up specially today, with two strands of hair hanging down her cheeks combing Ling Yun's hair, lining her whole small face more delicately, wearing a begonia red silk smock, she always likes the sober color, but she doesn't know how to wear such a bright color. There is a touch of coquettishness in the elegance, and a pleated ruyi moon skirt outlines a waist that is not full, and there seems to be a moonlight flowing when she walks.

She saluted gracefully, with a soft voice, "I have met Lord Hou and this distinguished guest before, and mother-in-law knows how many glasses of wine Hou Ye drank today, so I specially ordered this concubine to bring some light meals to relieve the hangover."

It's not that she's nervous, especially under the gaze of the young man with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, fine beads of sweat ooze from her palms, and she gathers herself to take out the food from the food box.

Half of the cuffs slipped to reveal the snow-white lotus root arms, Ning Yuan's eyes moved, "Okay, you go down first."

Sang Yu bowed slightly, and when she lowered her head, a few strands of hair slid to her lapel, "Yes, I will resign as a concubine."

Ning Yuan's eyes became deep, and the corners of Rong You's mouth became more playful.

When turning around the corridor, Sang Yu breathed a sigh of relief, and her steps became brisk. Anyway, she finally took the first step. Although Ning Ze is the prince of Ningguo Hou, as long as Ning Yuan is here, this Hou's mansion will last forever. He has the final say.

The housekeeper led an aristocratic young man towards him, and Sang Yu hurriedly lowered his head and stepped aside to make way. The person who can let the housekeeper lead the way in person must be either rich or noble.

When Rong Chu passed by her side, he only smelled a faint fragrance of cold plum, which was refreshing. He paused in his footsteps. This woman was dressed in unusual clothes, and she must be the new concubine of Ning Guohou's son.

Looking back, I saw a tinge of begonia red, charming and scorching, with waists like weak willows supporting the wind, walking lightly through the promenade, leaving only a wisp of cold plum fragrance.

The corners of his lips curled up slightly, as Su Ming said, she is a very interesting woman.

A servant came to report that King Qi had arrived, Ning Yuan tidied up his clothes and went out to greet him, while Rong You leaned on his chair and leisurely watched a play or listened to music, he didn't look like a prince with a heavy soldier in his hand, and the son of a wealthy family Idle son.

"Brother Huang actually likes the melodious sound of silk and bamboo?"

Rong Chu and Ning Yuan came over to greet each other, Rong You put down the melon seeds knocked in his hands, and signaled them not to be too polite.

"It's bitterly cold at the border, and I don't hear the sound of silk and bamboo all year round. After finally returning to Shengjing, I naturally listen to a few more songs, so that I, a rough man, can wash my ears."

"Brother Wenke, Anbang, and Wu can rule the country, how can you be a rude person?" Rong Chu likes to put on a three-point smile when he sees everyone, and at this moment, he is even more gentle and moist, standing in front of the court like a zhilanyushu, attracting today's people Participating in the banquet is favored by many famous ladies.

Rong You didn't mind other people's compliments on him at all, and he might be self-effacing if it was someone else, but he, Nalan Rongyou, thought that he could understand both literary and martial arts.

"A few days ago, I heard His Majesty mention the matter of choosing a concubine for the two highnesses. Why don't we take advantage of today's birthday banquet to look for it first? Wouldn't it be a good story for His Majesty to make a decree?"

"Emperor brother hasn't married yet, how dare I, the younger brother, take the lead?"

Rong You frowned, "A man should take making contributions as his own responsibility, how can he indulge in his children's affair?"

The smile on Rong Chu's face deepened, but there was not even a concubine in the mansion after the age of 25. Heirs are one of the criteria for measuring the qualifications of heirs. Could it be that he is not in a hurry at all.

Ning Yuan also frowned secretly, it seems that he has to persuade the prince again, if he can get the support of the aristocratic family, the throne can be more secure.

"It is said that Lord Hou also invited Miss Yuechan, who is full of flowers, to perform a dance today. I wonder if I can feast my eyes?"

Ning Yuan laughed, "Naturally, come, please invite Miss Yuechan."

Yuechan's dance is as its name suggests, like a fairy descending to earth under the moon, sometimes lowering her eyebrows and raising her hands, sometimes lightly stretching her cloud sleeves, her shoulders are cut into waists and her waist is plain, charming and boneless, she is full of beauty.

Even Rong Chu, who had been lingering in the flowers for a long time, was a little fascinated, but Rong You was still unmoved, holding the wine cup, wondering what he was meditating on.

Rong Chu came back to his senses, his eyes flicked across his face, his pupils became darker, it was really interesting, the crown prince was not so feminine.

A concubine like this kind of birthday banquet is not allowed to be on the stage, so Sang Yu was also happy and leisurely, carrying the food box and walking back. There was a large quiet bamboo forest in front of the Zhilan courtyard where she lived, and a black shadow appeared in front of her just as she stepped into it. In a flash, Sang Yu was so frightened that she took a few steps back, and the food box in her hand almost fell to the ground.

Seeing the person coming, he couldn't help but frowned, and said kindly, "People are scary!"

All emotions were hidden under a white jade mask, and Su Ming's voice was calm, "Come with me, the master wants to see you"

Just as Sang Yu nodded, she soared into the sky the next moment. She was so scared that she could only hold onto Su Ming's arm tightly, and Su Ming frowned, "Let go"

The cold wind was blowing, and the huge Ningguohou Mansion was under his feet. Sang Yu shook his head decisively, and would not let her go even if she was killed, let alone this person who grabbed her first and used lightness kung fu.

So she clenched it even tighter, and a half-smile appeared on the corner of Su Ming's lips. The hand holding her collar was slightly loosened, and Sang Yu fell to the ground like a kite with a broken string before she could scream.

I don't know why, the moment Su Ming let go of her hand, Sang Yu felt a pain in her heart. Every time Su Ming appeared in her life as a savior when she was in the most embarrassing and desperate situation, she I have an inexplicable trust in her, although she has always been reticent and cold.

Is it self-indulgence after all...

Sang Yu slowly closed her eyes. Fortunately, there was a pond below, so she wouldn't lose an arm or a leg.

Suddenly her waist tightened, Su Ming tapped her toes lightly, ripples appeared on the surface of the water, and the whole person floated forward like a feather.

Sang Yu huddled in her arms and shivered, her bare hands clasped her shoulders tightly, and her warm breath breathed out on the side of her neck, bringing a faint fragrance of cold plum.

Su Ming's body froze, resisting the urge to throw her down again, her thin lips parted slightly: "I don't like people touching me"

Sang Yu was taken aback, is this an explanation?

"You...you can let me down...I...I'll walk over by myself..."

She looked up at the man's delicate chin, and said carefully.

Su Ming didn't say a word, and secretly practiced his skills, and his speed increased a bit, almost slashing across the sky like chasing the stars and the moon.

Sang Yu let out a low cry, and hugged her tightly. It seems that she not only doesn't like people touching her, but also doesn't like people talking to her. What's the use of being beautiful?

The author has something to say:

Hmm(⊙_⊙)... In fact, Su Ming is not only cold but also black-bellied...