"More exposed, tomorrow is my uncle's wedding day, why are you here?"
I don't know when a carriage stopped on the roadside. Prince Ning came to his senses in a trance and watched as he walked out of the carriage. young husband.
He behaves elegantly, as if every step is measured, never hurried or slow, and has the demeanor of a gentleman. Only the gold-woven brocade robe on her body was different from the noble and elegant look of the past. It made her square and jade-like face look a little more arrogant.
"Ting Heng?" Prince Ning smiled gently: "You have always liked the light blue color, and today you put on a gold and purple satin robe, which is really eye-catching."
"It is a happy day for the emperor's uncle. As a junior, I should naturally dress more festively." The visitor bowed his hands in a nonchalant manner, seemingly not noticing the broken wine jar on the ground: "It's so festive."
Prince Ning smiled bitterly, feeling that the gold-woven auspicious cloud patterns on the other party's clothes were dazzling under the light of lanterns and candles.
"Thank you for your kindness, nephew."
"I am also happy that your uncle is getting married."
Hearing this, Prince Ning nodded gently.
Before his father's death, he had never paid much attention to his nephew, who was six years younger than him. Looking at the entire capital, even the long-term attendants of Prince Ning's Mansion were more respectable than his grandson.
"It's late at night. You should go back to the palace early so that your brother and sister-in-law won't worry." Prince Ning said with a calm expression: "You have a distinguished status and cannot allow any mistakes."
"Thank you, uncle, for reminding you. Go back home and rest early." It seemed that he really just met Prince Ning by chance, came over to say a few words of blessing, and turned back to the carriage.
Through the curtain, his chuckle came from inside, and then the carriage kicked away, with the lantern in the hand of the waiter lighting up the path of the carriage.
Prince Ning: "..."
The eldest family of three, from the oldest to the youngest, are all pretentious and disgusting.
On the wedding day of Prince Ning, half of the capital was bustling with excitement.
The common people did not know any royal secrets. They only saw the luxurious wedding, the majestic guard of honor, and the endless welcoming procession.
The half-brother helps his younger brother find a wife. If he is willing to spend so much energy and spend so much money, he must be a good brother.
Where the money is, there is the heart, they understand.
"If someone says that Your Majesty is not good to Prince Ning in the future, I am afraid that the people in the entire capital will disagree." Fu Yi looked at the welcoming team passing downstairs and said with interest: "Such a grand wedding, Even if people mention it ten years later, they will only praise it.”
As expected of His Majesty who won the throne in a difficult situation, this method is more effective than making things difficult for King Ning at every turn.
"Miss, you are not going to cause trouble for Prince Ning at this time, are you?" Xia Yu felt a little worried when she saw Fuyi staring at the wedding team.
"I told you before that your young lady is a playboy, not an idiot." Fu Yi put down his hand, rubbed the pattern of the tea cup on the table, and said with a smile: "As a minister, I should solve your Majesty's problems, and It’s not a hindrance.”
"Oh." Money, the roadside is crowded with children picking up lucky money. Seeing this scene, Fu Yi smiled.
"Miss." Xia Yu said: "It's noisy here and there's nothing interesting to see. How about I accompany you to Caiyinfang?"
"I don't want to go." Fuyi straightened his sleeves and stood up: "But It's really noisy, let's go back."
"Okay." Xia Yu stood up quickly, wishing to take Fu Yi back home immediately.
Going downstairs, the door was crowded with people watching the excitement. Fuyi waited for them to follow the wedding procession and then walked out of the teahouse with his skirt in hand.
Click.
A wedding coin fell out from a crack in the ground and rolled to Fuyi's feet. She bent down to pick it up and handed it to the child who was alone next to her: "Here you go."
The child happily took it: "Thank you fairy sister."
Fuyi smiled brightly when she heard this. She had no choice but to admire such honest children.
"Miss Yun, please don't listen to me." A man in a gray robe walked up to her: "It's almost noon, and my master invited the young lady to have dinner upstairs."
He was pale and beardless. , with a shrill voice, is this person a royal chamberlain?
Fuyi glanced at the restaurant not far across the way and straightened his clothes: "How dare you refuse to accept the invitation from a noble person."
Who among the royal relatives in the capital didn't know her reputation and made friends with her? He wouldn't invite her in this way. He didn't have any friendship with her. Even if he wanted to make a friendship, he wouldn't be able to invite her on Prince Ning's wedding day.
Did you want to ridicule her?
No, who would be so confused?
The man in gray clothes led Fu Yi to the top attic. Xia Yu, who was following Fu Yi, looked respectful, but looking around at the corner of his eye.
There are more than ten practitioners on the second floor, and they are all masters.
"Miss Yun, please." The man in gray stopped in front of the bead curtain, bent down and lifted the curtain without taking another step inside.
"Thank you." Fu Yi stepped through the door and smelled the faint incense. He turned his head and saw that half of the incense in the Ruihe stove had been burned.
As if aware of her arrival, there was a noise behind the screen, and a young man wearing a silver-red brocade robe and a gold crown with orbs on his head came out.
What a handsome gentleman.
Silver and red are bright, and men can easily look frivolous wearing this color. There was a period of prosperity in the capital a few years ago, but most of the young men were not well-dressed. Her eyes had been tortured for a long time, but fortunately, there were gradually fewer men wearing robes of this color, otherwise her eyes would really suffer.
When I saw this husband today, I realized that the clothes were right, but the person wearing them was wrong.
It looks familiar, but I’m not sure where I’ve seen it. Thinking of the disguised guards downstairs, she brushed her clothes and curtsied: "My daughter has met His Royal Highness."
She has a distinguished position in the capital and brings so many guards when she goes out, but she has not much impression of the royal family. There is probably only one person, His Royal Highness, who has restrained himself and returned to etiquette.
“Miss Yun doesn’t need to be polite.”
Fu Yi looked up and found that His Highness had a smile on his face.
I have never heard that His Highness likes to laugh. Is it because His Highness is in a good mood due to Prince Ning’s wedding?
When did Prince Ning become so close to His Royal Highness? Why did she have no memory of the past? Could it have happened in the three years since she left?
"Drinking alone is boring. I happened to see Miss Yun passing by, so I invited her rashly and asked Miss Yun to forgive me for being presumptuous." The prince walked to the table and made a gesture of invitation to Fu Yi: "Miss Yun Please."
Fuyi bowed and thanked me again: "It is my honor to be invited by His Highness." His Highness the Prince didn't seem to talk much. After Fuyi sat down, he didn't say much at all. Second-rate. When the food was served, Fuyi was very eye-catching and waited for the other party to raise chopsticks before taking the chopsticks.
The maid poured her a glass of wine, and she smelled the faint aroma of pear.
She stopped moving after drinking a glass. The silent prince said at this moment: "But the wine is not to your taste?"
"My daughter is not a good drinker. It is rare for me to sit at the same table with His Highness. How can I lose my composure in front of His Highness?" I brushed my clothes and held my wine cup. Looking into the distance, he pushed, and in order to ease the atmosphere, he joked: "If my father finds out, he will be punished by copying books."
"Drinking is harmful to the body. You really shouldn't drink too much. Give Miss Yun a drink instead." Show." His Royal Highness raised his index finger, and the waiter quickly removed the wine pot and wine cup.
"I heard that Miss Yun likes to drink peach scented dew. Please try this drink. Is it to your liking?" Mo Wen came in with a tray and put a cup of peach scented dew on Fu Yi.
"Thank you." Fu Yi raised his hand to take it, but Mo Wenlian didn't dare.
"The peach blossoms are flying in all directions, and the peaches are hanging down from the branches." Fuyi took a sip of peach scented dew and wanted to recall the last two sentences, but unfortunately he couldn't remember them for a while, so he gave up.
Mo Wen waited for Yun Fuyi to drink, then carefully asked: "Miss Yun, is there anything I don't like about you?"
"There is nothing wrong." Yun Fuyi looked up. After finishing a glass of wine, he explained with a smile: "Father-in-law, you don't need to be so careful. In the early years, I was not sensible and was always picky about what I eat. Now... my bad habits have long been changed."
Mo Wen lowered his head and glanced at the prince. Seeing that he didn't speak, he bent down and stepped aside.
The room became quiet again. Fuyi raised his eyes and looked at His Royal Highness, who was sitting across from him with an elegant posture, a straight back and a steady posture. There was no fault in his manner. He poured a cup of peach scented dew for him: "Your Highness, please also Have a taste."
Mo Wen looked at the peach-flavored dew and hesitated. After seeing His Highness reaching out to take it, he buried his head.
The peach aroma is rich, as if the whole room is tainted with the sweet fragrance of drinking dew.
After lunch, Fu Yi looked out the window and realized that the entire East Street could be seen from here. She squinted at the sunlight coming in from the window and raised her head with a smile: "The first month is cold and it is rare to have such a beautiful sun. Thank you, Your Highness, for bringing your daughter to such a good place for viewing."
There was another noise downstairs. It was the wedding team that was coming back. Prince Ning, who was dressed in wedding clothes and riding a tall horse, came against the light. Fu Yi couldn't see his expression clearly.
"I don't come here often in the palace. If Miss Yun likes it, you can bring your friends here in the future." His Royal Highness raised his hand to block the dazzling sunlight.
Seeing this, Mo Wen stepped forward and closed most of the window: "The sun is shining brightly at noon. Please be careful, Miss Yun, and don't let the sun hurt your eyes."
Fuyi glanced at His Highness the Prince's eyes The cheeks, underneath the whites, seemed to be red. Could it be that they were burned by the sun?
As a qualified playboy, how could she not wink at this moment? She quickly said: "Thank you, father-in-law, for reminding me, the sunshine outside is a bit dazzling."
Not to mention that Mo Wen just said that the sun was dazzling, even if he said that the sun was hot, she could still open her eyes and say that she was sweating all over.
It’s not shabby to please the future Crown Prince.
But what is the name of this future prince?
Ting Heng or Bo Heng?
The hilarity gradually faded away. His Royal Highness opened a window with one hand, and the sun shone on Fuyi again. He looked at Fuyi and said in a low and gentle voice: "It would be good to get more sunshine in the first month."
The warm sunshine made Fuyi feel so good that he curled up his lips: "Your Highness is right."
Mo Wen secretly glanced at Yun Fuyi. He was indeed a person who could make the late emperor laugh. His words changed like this. wind.
"I feel guilty for harassing His Highness for so long." Fu Yi thought that His Highness the Prince would also go to Prince Ning's Mansion to attend the wedding banquet in the evening, so he said goodbye in a sensible manner.
"Why talk about nagging." His Highness the Prince looked at her: "Miss Yun is going back to the mansion?"
"Go back to Your Highness, it is indeed time for me to go back."
He nodded slowly, rubbed the folds of his sleeves, stood up and looked out the window: "Don't smell it."
"I'm here."
"Send Miss Yun back home."
"Thank you for your hospitality, Your Highness. I will take my leave." Fuyi lowered his head and took two steps back. When he turned to leave, he noticed from the corner of his eye that His Highness was looking at him.
Not sure, take another sneak peek.
Very good, no disgust, no dissatisfaction.
She was relieved.
The moment she stepped out of the restaurant, she finally remembered the name of the prince.
The royal surname is Sui, and his surname is Sui Tingheng.
Balance means justice.
It's a good name.
She looked up at the window where she had just been, and saw a flash of silver and red clothes.
"Yun Fuyi, is it really you?" A fat head stuck out from a passing carriage: "Are you standing here watching... Prince Ning's wedding?"
< br>"Who are you?" After hearing these strange words, Fu Yi was no longer in a hurry to get on the carriage. She crossed her arms and looked at the big head, then turned to Xia Yu and said, "Xia Yu, go and call the Yamen."
The fat man was puzzled when he heard this. He hadn't even started laughing at her, so why did he go to the Yamen?
"It's not easy for the folks to raise a beast. How can we let it run into the street and not catch it and send it back quickly?"
From morning to now, someone finally came to the door.
The man on the carriage was stunned for a long time before he realized: "Are you scolding me?!"
(End of this chapter)
The author said: Fuyi : How can a playboy please the royal family be called flattery? That is called being knowledgeable and sensible.
[Yesterday, Jinjiang smoked badly and couldn't log in. This chapter is yesterday's update. There will be another chapter tonight]