The regent's spoiled princess wakes up

Chapter 221

Zhao Shuang just complained, and saw that his expression was not right, as if the rain was about to come, so she nodded obediently and said, "I know, I will do it tonight!"

Last year's white silk was still available, so she thought she could just sew it up a few times and put it on for him.

As a result, she lost her patience before she had been working for a long time. She turned on the lamp to do needlework all night, and she only made one that she could barely wear.On the second day, Yang Xuan really put on her newly made clothes and went to the official office.

Zhao Shuang was thankful that she was only making small clothes, anyway, she couldn't see them inside anyway, otherwise it would be troublesome if the perfunctory stitches were seen.

After Yang Xuan left, she slept for a while, until Sishi, when she heard Xiangchun's voice outside the door.

"My concubine, He Yuqi is begging to see you outside the door, saying that I want to...greetings." Xiangxia is now in charge of all kinds of miscellaneous affairs in the palace and Zhuangzi, busy with affairs in the Fanshuang Palace every day, most of the time around Zhao Shuang is served by Xiangchun and Xiangdong up.

Zhao Shuang woke up suddenly when she heard the sound, and sat up.

hello?What is He Yuqi's mistake?Yang Xuan is not here, what are you doing?

Could it be that she is staring at him?To bother myself all day long.

Zhao Shuang rubbed her temples irritably, and said loudly towards the door, "No see! Just say that this palace is leaving the mansion soon!"

"Yes." Xiangchun replied, and the voice at the door became quieter, presumably Xiangchun went to persuade He Yuqi to leave.

After Zhao Shuang woke up and washed, she was wondering where she was going today.

If he stayed in the mansion, that He Yuqi would come to bother her again soon.

No matter what, there is nothing wrong with dressing up as a man first and going for a walk in the streets.

Thinking of this, she went to the cabinet and turned out the light green round-neck brocade robe she used to wear as a man. Thinking back to what happened a year ago, she was still a little excited, but it's a pity that Bing Ji is not in Shangjing, otherwise she can wear it again. She revisited her hometown.

Spring is warm and flowers are blooming, and the flowers in Shangjing are like brocades.

The young gentleman in a light green brocade robe was wandering around the East Street with a folding fan in his hand.

He came out in a hurry in the morning and didn't take Ruoji with him. Zhao Shuang was regretting in his heart when someone grabbed his arm.

Turning his head, he saw a man with curly hair, a white face and short beard, he didn't recognize him.

Who dares to touch their hands in the street?

Just as she was about to reprimand, she saw the corner of the man's mouth curled up strangely.

"Princess, it's me."

The voice sounded familiar, and Zhao Shuang's eyes widened in shock, "You, you, you! Ms. Zhang, why are you..."

Zhang Shi'er raised her eyebrows disapprovingly, and pulled her arm into a secluded alley, "Princess, aren't you also a woman disguised as a man? Let's not talk about each other!"

"Hey, why are you dragging me... What's the point of dragging... cough cough! What's the matter?" Zhao Shuang patted the back of Zhang Shi'er's hand vigorously with a folding fan.

"I'll take you to find Mr. Shaohua!" Zhang Shi'er curled her lips at a three-story pavilion not far away, "The princess must have come here for the name, right?"

It turned out that she saw Zhao Shuang looking around on the street just now, as if she was lost, and guessed that she came to look for Mr. Shaohua just like herself, but because she hadn't visited the streets of Shangjing for a long time, she couldn't find the place.

"Wh... What Young Master Shaohua?" Zhao Shuang quickly took her hand away, looked around, "Don't talk nonsense, I really came out to go shopping...that's all."

"Why do you need to be embarrassed? Mr. Shaohua is the new leader of Qiuyue Tower, and his reputation is far and wide. It is said that even wealthy businessmen from Xiyuan Road have come all the way to see his demeanor. We are just taking a peek in the crowd. What are you afraid of?" Zhang Shi'er said, pulling her towards the three-story pavilion.

"Qiuyue Tower?" Zhao Shuang looked at the plaques and decorations in front of the gate from a distance, and swallowed nervously, "Zhang Shier, are you crazy? That's the Xianggong Mansion! You are going to marry Mao Hu soon, Come to this place again…”

Although Zhao Shuang had never been to Xianggong's mansion, he guessed it pretty well after seeing the bonsai decoration of plum, orchid, bamboo and chrysanthemum placed at the entrance, and the large portrait of a beautiful man hanging down from the second floor.

"Everyone has the love of beauty, not to mention... that Mr. Shaohua sells his art but not his body, princess, don't think about it!" The two arrived at the gate of Qiuyue Tower after arguing.

Zhao Shuang looked up at the signboard with green characters on the wooden background again, and felt guilty, "I...I can't enter!"

She stopped, turned around, and turned her back to the gate of Qiuyue Tower, her heart beating violently.

If Yang Xuan knew that she came to this kind of place, no matter if Mr. Shaohua was selling his art or his body, he would not be able to clear it up by jumping into the Yao River.

"You won't go in?" Zhang Shi'er glanced at her, "Then can I go in?"

After all, Zhang Shi'er pretended to be a man, and strode into the gate of Qiuyue Tower.

Just as Zhao Shuang breathed a sigh of relief, he planned to run away while no one saw him, when he suddenly saw a familiar slender figure appearing inside the door.

Chen Yang?What is he doing here?
Chen Yang was sitting at a small round table by the window in the lobby, accompanied by two men who looked like actors and actresses drinking.

Zhao Shuang was suddenly curious, and walked in without thinking about it.

There are not only beautiful men in this Qiuyue building, but there are still many beauties, but the top cards are all men, and the women are just servants who are responsible for rough tasks such as serving tea and water.

Zhao Shuang looked for Zhang Shier's seat and leaned over. There were already two men with painted eyebrows and eyes around Zhang Shier, one green and one white, but Zhang Shier had no interest in those two men, and she just stared at the lobby. There is a stage in front with a white gauze curtain.

"Prince Wang, are you still coming in?" Zhang Shi'er waved at her, then pointed to the stage and said, "Master Shaohua will come out later, let's have lunch here, and then listen to a poem written by Mr. Shaohua , wouldn't it be pleasant?"

It turned out that he was a beautiful man who was good at composing poetry. Zhao Shuang shook his head, took out another ingot of silver, and said to the two men with eyebrows and eyes, "Bring me all the delicious food you have here!"

"Yes, yes." Seeing her spending money like water, the two men, one green and one white, immediately burst into smiles. After a while, the small table was filled with all kinds of delicacies.

"Mr. Zhang, I don't think this Xiang's mansion is interesting. It's not as lively as the brothel opposite." Zhao Shuang puffed her cheeks while eating, and pointed to a brothel diagonally opposite with colorful flags fluttering.

Among the aristocrats in Shangjing, there are only a few who are masculine, so Qiuyue Tower is not as lively as the general brothels, and the court is a little cold.

"My lord, how can you compare us with those brothel girls who sell our looks?" the handsome man in green clothes said angrily.

Zhao Shuang glanced at him, and couldn't help but secretly "tsk tsk".

This person was wearing a semi-transparent light green tulle top, his muscles were clearly visible, and he even said that he was not selling his appearance.

"The prince doesn't know something. This mansion is arty. He usually recites poems and composes right things. He also talks about cooking wine and spices. He's not like the vulgar fans in brothels who only play tricks and sing and dance. In addition, the food in Qiuyue Tower is also It's delicious and well-known." Zhang Shi'er seems to be a frequent visitor here, holding a glass of wine at ease, without any restraint.

(End of this chapter)