You hear it, do people say it?

The location of Xinghualou is not too far from Zhongshu Shilang's residence, but Funing set off nearly an hour earlier.There was no other reason, even Fu Ning felt a little nervous at the thought of meeting his sweetheart's mother alone.

And this nervousness reached its peak when he arrived half an hour earlier, but when he heard that Mrs. Ping Wang had arrived early in the morning.

The maid, who was dressed in plain clothes but with a dusty temperament, came up to him when he got off the car: "Excuse me, is your honor Mr. Fu Ziyu? Madam is already waiting for you upstairs."

The maid's attitude is humble, but not submissive; if it is an ordinary person, as long as she lacks a little bit of confidence, she may show timidity in front of her.But fortunately, Funing is not an ordinary person. Even though he was nervous, the etiquette and polite words were still in place. The maid saw it in her eyes, but she smiled and said nothing.

The Xinghua Building was very quiet, as if because of the arrival of Mrs. Ping Wang, outsiders were directly refused to enter.

The maid led Fu Ning to an exquisitely carved wooden door, and gently knocked on the door with her fingers: "Princess, Mr. Fu has arrived."

There was silence inside, and after a while, the door knocked softly, and two maids with better manners came out.One of them, who was wearing a stone green dress sprinkled with gold, said in a gentle voice: "Mr. Fu, madam is here to invite you."

As she spoke, another maid in a long emerald-inlaid silver dress had already opened the door halfway and stood quietly aside.

What should come is always coming.

Fu Ning thanked the two maids with a smile, and went indoors.

The furnishings in this wing room are extraordinarily gorgeous. When entering the door, there is an exquisite multicolored glazed screen. The five-colored flowers and birds painted on the screen, even if Feng Yu sees them, will probably brighten his eyes; Seasonal, but all the flowers are blooming just right, although no spices are burned, but the room is full of pleasant fragrance.

There was a soft sound behind him, as if several maids had closed the door from outside.

Fu Ning's back tensed subconsciously, and he took a deep breath silently before opening his mouth, but a gentle voice came from behind the screen: "But Ziyu is here? Come here."

Bypassing the screen, Funing saw the whole room.

The interior furnishings are more refined than the exterior, and a little more extravagant; there is a tall table next to the paper-pasted window, and on the table is a pot of plum blossoms that are in bloom, standing in front of the plum blossoms. A woman in plain clothes was facing away from Fu Ning, patiently pruning some stray branches on the plum tree.

Fu Ning did not dare to neglect, and bowed to salute: "Young Fu Ning, I have seen the princess."

In fact, according to common etiquette, it is a bit presumptuous for him to call himself "junior"; but considering the unusual relationship between him and Xun Yi, such a title is just right.

"Crack."

After cutting off the last escaping branch, Princess Ping put down the flower scissors and turned around: "Get up."

Compared with the brightly dressed maids outside, her clothes are not gorgeous and there are not many decorations. She only wears a few plain silver hairpins on her head. Other than that, she has all the common decorations for women. Nothing——even her looks are dull, even if she wears a thin layer of makeup, she doesn't really catch people's eyes.

Not like.

This was the first thought subconsciously appeared in Fu Ning's mind.

Compared with Xun Yi's stunning looks, she is more like the short-legged plum by the window that has just been pruned. The color is an indistinct pale pink. It can't make a deep impression on people.

Princess Ping seems to have a good personality. With a smile on her face, she took a few glances at Fu Ning, then motioned him to sit down at the small table in the middle, and came to Fu Ning herself: "Before I came, I asked Mr. In short, he said that you are not very picky about what you eat on weekdays; I chose a few according to my taste, and asked them to make them carefully, take a look, do you like it?"

Fu Ning has learned the ability to eat spicy food with his mother since he was a child, and he really doesn't pay much attention to pastries; but even so, facing the table full of dim sum made in the shape of various small animals, he couldn't help but boast: "It's so delicate. "

Princess Ping's smile deepened: "Xingzhi didn't like to eat when he was a child, so I asked the kitchen to make the food into the shape of a little rabbit or a cat, and when I gave it to him, he ate it, which was very coaxing."

Xun Yi always acts like an older brother, and rarely mentions his childhood; when Funing heard it, he couldn't help laughing: "Brother Sheng also had such a time."

After the two chatted for a while, Princess Ping reached out and moved a stack of golden bunnies to Fu Ning: "I heard that Jiangnan likes sweets, but your parents are not from Jiangnan, so you may not be used to eating too sweet." Yes; this is the pasta that is often eaten in the northwest, stuffed with salt and pepper and sesame, try it."

Chatting with someone like Princess Heping is undoubtedly a very good experience - she is very good at finding topics, and is also very good at listening, occasionally talking about some interesting things in the Northwest, Fu Ning is also very supportive, so after meeting for half a day, it can be considered The above is a feast for the guests and the host.

It wasn't until leaving Xinghualou and boarding the return carriage that Fu Ning breathed a sigh of relief, leaning on the carriage and rubbing his stiff face from laughing.Although this meeting was unexpectedly smooth, he would still think twice before speaking to Princess Ping—maybe it was because she was Xun Yi's elder, or maybe it was because, subconsciously, he always felt that, It seems that Princess Ping is not as approachable as she appears.

In the Xinghua Building, Princess Ping still stayed in that extravagant private room, picked up the flower scissors that had been placed in her hand, and replaced it with a pot of vermilion dwarf plums, pruning carefully.

There was a slight knock at the door, and a maid in a stone blue dress sprinkled with gold came in: "Ma'am, Mr. Fu has already left."

"Ah."

Princess Ping responded lightly, but the maid who was kneeling on the ground didn't get her order, so she didn't dare to get up, and just waited patiently on the spot.

After a long time, Princess Ping dropped the flower scissors in her hand, rubbed her delicate fingers, and said calmly: "Let's go, accompany me into the palace."

Xun Jing finally finished grading paperwork for a day, and was about to take a break when he heard Princess Ping came, frowned and rubbed his forehead, and said to the eunuch next to him: "Go and tell the queen, I won't be going today, wait Another day."

The eunuch took the order to leave, and Princess Ping happened to step into the gate of Qinzheng Palace.

Xun Jing asked her to sit on the side, and ordered someone to serve good tea, then asked with a smile, "I haven't seen you for a year, how are your siblings?"

Concubine Ping also smiled, but there was not much smile in her eyes: "The emperor misses it, and the concubine and the prince will be well."

There was light smoke from the incense burner on the dragon case, and her voice was also very soft: "I am not here today to chat, but I have something to ask the emperor."

Xun Jing straightened his face: "Sister and brother, but it's okay to say."

"I want to ask the emperor to let Xun Yi leave the capital."

The story of the elders has a side story, and the main text will be released at the same time. If you are interested in it, you can leave a message. If I haven’t written it, please prepare more. ?