The princess is beautiful and Ziye

Chapter 147
What Concubine Xian said was not a lie, it was a coincidence that Fu Zhaoyao also liked to read the poems of these poets.

Fu Zhaoyao blushed slightly, Sheng Fuqing blushed even more in an instant, both of them looked up in embarrassment.

Concubine Xian rolled her eyes and said with a smile: "That's right. Hengyang, Concubine Mother remembers you saying that there is a poem in an ancient book that you have never understood. It is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to have the number one scholar here today. You take Zhuangyuan Lang as your teacher, and ask him for advice!"

Concubine Xian is talking nonsense, Fu Zhaoyao frantically glanced at Concubine Xian, then glanced at Sheng Fuqing.

Although Sheng Fuqing blushed, he paused for a while, then nodded, "I, I will try my best to solve the princess' confusion."

"I remember that there are still some matters to be dealt with in the Hall of Mental Cultivation." Fu Weichen's smile was full of meaning, "I'm going back first."

"Respectfully send off the emperor." Several people bent down to send Fu Weichen away.

After Concubine Xian and the others left, they walked directly to Qiu Rong, "Rong'er is really a boy, I almost didn't recognize him just now!"

"aunt."

"You haven't seen Rui'er yet, you don't know, that kid is looking forward to you." Concubine Xian said, "Nurse Pan, quickly take Rong'er to Zhongcui Palace."

Qiu Rong glanced at Concubine Xian, then glanced to the side, thinking about something, and when Nanny Pan came forward, he stiffened and left with her.

Knowing Concubine Xian's intentions, Fu Zhaoyao froze in place like a log.

Until Concubine Xian also left with an excuse, and when only the two of them were left in the corner of the imperial garden, Fu Zhaoyao was so nervous that he didn't even dare to raise his head.

She was not very good at communicating with people, this Sheng Fuqing was still a man, and he might be her future husband, Fu Zhaoyao thought about it, his heart almost jumped out.

Sheng Fuqing took the initiative to talk to Fu Zhaoyao, trying to resolve the embarrassment between the two, and suggested that she walk forward.

Fu Zhaoyao moved almost step by step, stiffly following Sheng Fuqing.

Falling far behind, the maid who was ordered by Concubine Xian to investigate the situation couldn't help feeling anxious for her own princess when she saw this scene.

"Your Highness, are there any poems that you don't understand? I am willing to help Your Highness solve the confusion." Sheng Fu said as he walked.

"Ah... this..." Fu Zhaoyao's head was in a mess, and he opened his mouth to babble out a poem that he could think of now.

Sheng Fu opened his mouth lightly to tell the meaning of the poem, and then he said what kind of situation the poet was in when he wrote this poem, and what kind of mood he was in when he wrote the poem.

Fu Zhaoyao was a little fascinated by what he heard, and slowly loosened his clenched fists, staring at Sheng Fuqing from the corner of his eye.

Then, she couldn't help discussing with Sheng Fuqing her opinion on this poem.

The two became more and more speculative, and the situation changed obviously. Fei'er watched with a smile on her face, and thought that this son-in-law was almost inseparable.

The two sat down in the resting pavilion, Fei'er left for a while to serve tea, but when she came back, Sheng Fuqing was about to leave.

Fei'er was a little anxious, and stepped forward a little faster, but accidentally bumped into Sheng Fuqing.

Fei'er lost her balance and pulled Sheng Fuqing in a gesture.

She stood firm, but Sheng Fuqing's clothes were messed up, the belt was pulled out a lot and hung loosely.

Sheng Fuqing's expression became ugly for a moment, and he looked at the messy clothes in a daze.

"I'm sorry, my lord! The servant didn't do it on purpose!"

Fei'er put down the tea and quickly apologized, Sheng Fu waved his hand lightly, "It's fine, it's fine. Then... Your Royal Highness, I will take my leave first."

Fu Zhaoyao looked at him and saluted, then got up and straightened his neckline indiscriminately, and was about to turn around and leave when she hurriedly called to stop her.

Sheng Fu glanced back at her lightly, "Is there anything else your Highness wants?"

"Mr. Sheng's belt is loose, and the imperial garden is still some distance away from the palace gate. It's better to tidy it up first." Fu Zhaoyao said with a blushing face.

"Ah... this..." Sheng Fuqing was a little embarrassed, and said, "I'm not very good at wearing a belt."

Fei'er couldn't hold back a smile, she stepped back, glanced at the two people, her gaze paused on Sheng Fuqing for a while.

She smirked and thought to herself, Zhuangyuan Lang's lie was too crude.

These days they don't even know how to wear a belt anymore, so Zhuangyuan Lang clearly meant something when he said this.

Although... Zhuangyuanlang and His Royal Highness, it was like this when they met for the first time, it seemed a little frivolous.

But Zhuangyuan Lang is clearly interested in His Highness.

Fu Zhaoyao also had the same thought as Fei'er, she blushed and said angrily, "Are you lying to me by saying that?"

Sheng Fu was taken aback for a moment, and when he was about to explain, Fu Zhaoyao stepped forward, put his head down and straightened his belt for him, and it was finished after a while.

"My lord, let's go."

Fu Zhaoyao turned his head and called Fei'er, and left as if fleeing.

After running for a certain distance, Fu Zhaoyao stopped.

After Fei'er caught up, she asked, "Am I being too casual? This is the first time Sheng Fuqing and I have met."

Fei'er was about to say something when a voice came from behind Fu Zhaoyao: "Whatever?"

Fu Zhaoyao turned his head, "Xing Xing! Why are you here?"

Xie Tinglan pushed aside the peach branches and walked towards Fu Zhaoyao, said with a smile: "The Tenth Highness led me here, but halfway through, he met your empress and little general Qiu, and the tenth highness dragged little general Qiu away. I told my empress With a sound, come to pick you up."

Xie Tinglan pretended to look behind her, and then teased: "It seems that I am late. I haven't seen anyone the princess likes."

"You're laughing at me!" Fu Zhaoyao patted Xie Tinglan lightly, seeing the shyness on his face, he was probably really moved.

Xie Tinglan went to Zhongcui Palace side by side with her, and asked casually: "What did you talk about with that Zhuangyuan Lang? How about others?"

"He's pretty nice. The two of us chatted about poetry, and..."

Fu Zhaoyao babbled, and when she stopped, Xie Tinglan commented: "This number one scholar is quite talented."

"Mr. Sheng is indeed very talented..."

Xie Tinglan's smile faltered, and her brows frowned. She thought she had heard wrong, so she asked immediately.

"What's the name of that champion?"

"His name is Sheng Fuqing."

Xie Tinglan licked his lips, all the expressions on his face faded.

She looked at Fu Zhaoyao's obvious superiority, thought for a while and said, "It's a matter of marriage, the princess should think more about it."

Fu Zhaoyao nodded, "I understand. Shanda's talent is indeed outstanding, and he is also gentle, but I..."

Fu Zhaoyao thought of her physical flaws again, and his mood sank.

Fei'er stepped forward and said: "Your Highness can't deny himself! This servant feels that a gentle person like Mr. Sheng will definitely not mind His Highness. Besides, Mr. Sheng also has a good impression of the princess. Didn't he lie on purpose just now and wanted to talk to the princess?" The princess is close. Although, it is indeed a bit reckless and frivolous..."

Xie Tinglan glanced at Fei'er, "What did he do?"

"It's the servant girl's fault. I bumped into Zhuangyuan Lang when I walked too fast, and the belt of Zhuangyuan Lang was loosened. In the end, Zhuangyuan Lang made an excuse that he didn't know how to wear a belt, and the princess tidied it up in the end."

Fu Zhaoyao's face turned red.

After Xie Tinglan finished listening, he said coldly, "Don't tell others about this."

Seeing that she suddenly became serious, Fei'er shrank her neck in fear, nodded her head vigorously and said, "Your servant knows. I have a sense of propriety."

Fu Zhaoyao also noticed that Xie Tinglan's attitude was wrong, and looked over curiously, "What's wrong with the stars?"

"The first time he met you, he had such frivolous actions and words. Naturally, I didn't have a good impression." Xie Tinglan said, "You might as well ask the empress to check his affairs carefully. He is extremely talented Son, not necessarily a good man."

Fei'er listened with some disapproval, thinking to herself that she was someone both the empress and the emperor favored, how could Miss Xie deny it with just one word.

If it wasn't for Miss Xie's engagement with His Highness the Crown Prince, she would have misunderstood whether Miss Xie was jealous of Her Highness the Princess and found a man like Zhuangyuan Lang.

Xie Tinglan's cautious intention was also for the good of Fu Zhaoyao, and Fu Zhaoyao kept it in his heart.

"Don't worry Xing Xing, I will tell Concubine Mu."

When the two returned to Zhongcui Palace, Qiu Rong had already left.

Concubine Xian had someone prepare a meal, and after the few of them ate the meal together, Xie Tinglan also left.

At night, Fu Zhaoyao planned to rest after taking a bath, but Fu Rui came.

"What are you doing here so late?" Fu Zhaoyao pinched Fu Rui's cheek and said with a smile.

Fu Rui pulled her away with a dissatisfied expression, and stuffed the things in his hand.

"Here, my cousin asked me to give it to you."

Qiu Rong?

Fu Zhaoyao untied the cloth bag in his hand, opened the lid, and found a box of pastries inside.

Fu Zhaoyao glanced at the mark on the box, it was a pastry from Zhenxiufang, Fu Zhaoyao's favorite food on weekdays.

"My cousin said, let me give it to you in private."

Fu Zhaoyao didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "What are you doing like being a thief..."

Fu Rui looked at his imperial sister with a look of hatred.

Under her puzzled gaze, she sighed helplessly.

"Eat it warm anyway."

It's a pity that the pastry was still hot when my cousin delivered it.

Fu Rui didn't leave in a hurry, he sat on the soft couch like a little adult, and asked Fu Zhaoyao, "How is the number one scholar?"

Fu Zhaoyao was amused by his appearance, went up and pinched his cheek and said, "It has nothing to do with you, a kid. Go back to rest early, don't sleep in the Imperial Supervision class tomorrow."

"Don't pinch my face!" Fu Rui protested loudly, "And I'm not a kid anymore! I'll be ten years old next year! I can get married in two years!"

"Where did you hear this nonsense!" Fu Zhaoyao became vigilant, it seemed that he should talk to his concubine and clear up the people around Fu Rui.

Fu Rui said, "Don't change the subject."

The two confronted each other for a while, Fu Rui saw that Fu Zhaoyao was not stubborn, and when he rolled his eyes, he put on an aggrieved expression, went up and hugged Fu Zhaoyao's waist.

"Sister Huang~ just tell me, I'm just curious, who will my future brother-in-law be. Tell me~"

"What brother-in-law, you haven't written your horoscope yet, so don't talk nonsense."

Seeing Fu Zhaoyao's expression, Fu Rui didn't seem to be lying anymore. It seems that Huang Jie and the Zhuangyuan Lang chatted so-so.

Fu Rui smiled, let go of her and said, "Then I'll go back."

When he came to the entrance of the hall, he turned his head, put his hands on his lips, and said in a low voice: "Miss Huang, don't worry, choose slowly. You can choose any man from the capital, so don't make up your mind so early."

"Stinky boy, what are you talking about!"

The atmosphere in the palace was happy and harmonious, but the atmosphere in a mansion was not very happy.

"What did you say?"

At the dinner table, the well-dressed woman ignored her chopsticks, put down the bowl and asked the son in front of her, "Baby, is what you said true? Did you really meet the fifth princess when you entered the palace today? You even talked to her." ?”

Sheng Fuqing sat facing her, holding a book in his hand, without raising his eyes, nodded and said: "Yes, what am I lying to my mother for?"

Sheng's mother's complexion turned bad all of a sudden, she looked at her son in front of her, suddenly slapped him twice angrily, and said, "You idiot, you can't see it, this concubine is intending to marry the fifth princess Here you go!"

Sheng Fuqing was patted, and raised his head in a dazed expression. After hearing Sheng's mother finished speaking, a look of shame appeared on his face.

"Mother, I know. The fifth princess was born beautiful, and she has poems and books in her stomach. My son likes her very much."

When Mother Sheng heard this, she covered her chest.

"Mother! What's wrong with you, mother!"

Sheng Fuqing hastily put down the book, stepped forward and half embraced Sheng's mother to comfort her.

After finally recovering, Mother Sheng cried, "You heartless little brat. Your mother raised you up so much, so you don't want your mother anymore, you don't listen to your mother's words, do you?"

"No, mother, what's wrong with me."

"What's so good about the princess! She's so delicate, she only knows luxury and lust all day long, and enjoys happiness and happiness. Can she serve you well? Can she dress you, feed you, wear shoes to bathe you! A good-looking, educated woman, There are too many people going to the capital now! Who can’t do it, you just like the princess! No way! Mother absolutely disagrees!”

Mother Sheng slapped the table and said aggressively.

Sheng Fuqing had indeed taken a fancy to Fu Zhaoyao, and if Sheng's mother was unhappy on weekdays, Sheng Fuqing would never say anything against her.

But for Fu Zhaoyao, he wanted to fight for it.

"Mother, in fact, swagger is quite capable. When I was in the palace today, my belt became loose, and she tied it up for me again..."

Sheng Mu's eyes widened, "What? So she tied the belt! Well, let me say, who can mess up your girdle, it's her!"

"No! Mother can't agree. The Sheng family can't have this princess. Whoever wants it will go!"

Sheng Fuqing was a little scared, "But mother, if you disobey the order and disrespect, you will be beheaded..."

Mother Sheng choked.

She thought for a while and said, "The Holy Majesty is a wise king, and he will not do anything to persecute people. Next time, just say directly that you are not worthy of that princess."

Sheng's mother looked irritable, dragging Sheng Fuqing's face, with a look of pity, "Actually, that princess is not good enough for my son. My son is so outstanding."

Seeing Sheng Fuqing's disappointed face, Sheng's mother persuaded gently.

"Baby, listen to your mother. This princess is delicate and spoiled, and she will not serve others. The daughter-in-law your mother will pick for you in the future will definitely be able to help you manage the house and serve you. Freshen up, cook and wash for you after you are done with government affairs, and take care of my grandson."

Sheng's mother looked proud, "Mother came here like this before, but you see, my dear, you are so promising now! You said that you are already tired enough to do government affairs, so do you have to do this yourself? If you marry That princess, maybe I have to wait on her!"

(End of this chapter)