The regent's spoiled princess wakes up

Chapter 69 Confidence ([-])

Yang Xuan pulled back her thoughts and asked, "Where is Hongqiu now?"

"The concubine originally asked Ming Jing to imprison her in the prison of Yubayashiwei, but Ming Jing said that Hong Qiu is a member of the back house of the Wangfu, and this matter should not be made public. We need to wait for the prince to come back before making a decision, so he temporarily put her under house arrest in the Hongye Pavilion. , and Mingjing will send people to guard it." Zhao Shuang handed the wine cup to the regent, but he didn't take it.

"This matter is a bit strange, it's better to find out more." Yang Xuan was thinking about something absently, and saw Zhao Shuang turned his face away, looking a little unhappy, "What's wrong with you? I just said to find out, but Didn't say anything."

"My lord still believes in Hongqiu, not me!" Zhao Shuang slumped his head and drank two glasses of wine, then turned around, "If that's the case, my lord should go to judge Hongqiu himself!"

"I didn't say I wanted to interrogate myself, why are you angry again!" Yang Xuan sighed, and muttered in a low voice, "Let Mingjing decide the case according to your wishes. The king has only been away for a month, how can he go to the middle of the capital?" So many things happened?"

"My lord said that, it seems that I'm wrong." Zhao Shuang stood up, walked to the soft cushion in front of the charcoal basin, sat down to enjoy the fire, and said in a low voice, "A lot of things have indeed happened in the past month, you go It was still hot back then, and now it’s winter, and I woke up...it’s been almost a year."

"Shuang'er, you and I are grown-ups. He is in his 30s and is about to become a grandfather. Let's...don't quarrel in the future," Yang Xuan looked at her silhouette, and suddenly felt a lot of melancholy, "Don't be suspicious of me anymore." gone."

"Is it just that I suspect you?" The girl in front of the charcoal basin turned her head and glanced at him, her voice was colder than the wind on Jingxin Lake, "My lord, have you ever suspected me? I don't want to quarrel, and I don't want to quarrel in the future." ..."

When the prince heard about Hong Qiu's assassination, his reaction was clearly disbelief, as if he had performed a clumsy acting in order to frame Hong Qiu.

Thinking of this, Zhao Shuang felt a dull pain in his heart.

In the afternoon, Yang Xuan called the servant girl to come in to clean up the table, and called Ming Jing and Ping Feng to discuss matters in the study.

In the dormitory, a beautiful woman wearing light blue sleeves sat by the window, looking at the lake view downstairs in a trance.

"Princess, I heard that... this morning Hongqiu failed to commit suicide by hanging himself, and was rescued. Mingjing just... went to the Hongye Hall to meet Hongqiu," Xiangxia said worriedly while poking the charcoal fire in the charcoal basin with tongs Said, "You said... Why didn't Hongqiu kill herself sooner or later? As soon as the prince came back, she would commit suicide?"

"Does it need to be said, of course I know that the prince is back." Zhao Shuang's expression was slightly disappointed, "The guardian of the Red Leaf Pavilion is Habayashi Wei. It is not surprising to exchange news with her."

She wasn't worried that the lord would fall for Hongqiu's tricks. Yang Xuan was already tired of this trick of crying, making trouble, and hanging herself. Hongqiu's actions would only annoy the lord even more.

But the development of things was beyond her expectation.

When it was time for dinner, Chunxin knocked on the door and came in, saying that the prince had gone to the Hongye Restaurant for dinner and let the princess eat by herself.

Hanguang Pavilion, Yuyu Qionglou, the height is extremely cold, and the interior of the house is so quiet that you can hear the drop of a needle.

The light was dim, and since Chun Xin came in to communicate, Zhao Shuang insisted on not lighting the lamp.

A ray of afterglow of the setting sun is reflected on the lake to the roof of the dormitory, changing light and shadow with the water waves.

"Princess, do you want to pass the meal?" Seeing that she was silent, Xiang Xia asked softly.

"Pass." She hesitated for a while, then nodded with a smile.

Not to mention that he went to the Hongye Pavilion for dinner, even if he stayed in the Hongye Pavilion, wouldn't she still have to go on with her life here?

Zhao Shuang suddenly recalled what Cheng Qian asked her: Every day, I compete with a group of women for men. What's the point of living like this?
It's really not as free as it used to be on the mountain!
It's a pity that she couldn't find the way back, otherwise she might immediately take the knife to fight with Honghu, and then if she still survived, she would go back to Yuanqing Mountain to practice.

"Xiangxia, do you have a man you like?" Zhao Shuang asked suddenly.

"Go back to the princess, after the new year, the slaves will be old enough to be released outside the palace." Xiangxia bowed her head shyly, and continued to give her vegetables.

"I'm asking if you have a man you like." She tilted her head to look at the little maid in pink, and said with a smile, "Let the palace... What are your plans?"

"Sweetness like the prince and concubine, the servants never dare to think about it, as long as..." Xiangxia handed her a small bowl, "The servants only want to live a peaceful life in the countryside with someone to accompany them."

"Oh?" Zhao Shuang put down his chopsticks and sighed, "How can there be anything ordinary and peaceful? Men are...unwilling to be ordinary..."

"Princess, Xiangxia will leave in the future, you must take good care of yourself and don't make the prince angry again." The maid in pink said, wiping away her tears.

Zhao Shuang ate a bowl of rice alone without any taste, and felt sick to her stomach, so Xiangxia took over the table.

After Chunxin and Xiangxia took her to the clean room to take a bath, she sat by the window sill and waited for the regent to come back.

"Princess, it's windy in front of the window, why don't you come in and sit down?" Chun Xin looked at her distressedly, and then suggested, "By the way, Princess, I heard that you can tell fortunes, so how about doing a fortune-telling for your servants?"

Zhao Shuang turned her head and saw Chunxin and Xiangxia smiling very carefully, so she knew they were afraid of being sad, so she shook her head and smiled, "You guys go down, I'm fine, I just have some things I want to ask him when he comes back."

Seeing her stubborn appearance, the two little servant girls had no choice but to bow their heads and retreat, leaving her alone in the bedroom.

A bright moon rose over the lake.

A familiar figure in a moon-white brocade robe passed through the corridor beside the Jingxin Lake, and walked over like flowers and willows. When he walked to the Hanguang Pavilion, he raised his head and looked at her.

The man's stern face suddenly softened again.

"Have you eaten dinner? Why did you pack it up so quickly?" The man in white came in, sat beside her, picked up a memorial and flipped through it absently.

"I've used it. Didn't the lord eat dinner at the Red Leaf Pavilion?" Zhao Shuang was puzzled. Hearing what he meant, did he not eat it yet?
One of them was facing out the window, the other was facing the house, with their backs to each other, sitting quietly.

"Well, I've used it too." The man put down the memorial, and turned around to look at the beautiful scenery outside the window, "Hong Qiu used to be an excellent secret guard, if she hadn't entered the palace as a concubine, now she might... Mingjing also became the commander of Habayashi Guard."

The man's voice was hoarse, as if he had accumulated a lot of regret and self-blame in his heart.

"My lord, if you want to do something, you don't need to discuss it with me." The winter moonlight was cold, shining on the two of them, and the white sand downstairs reflected the moonlight. Zhao Shuang felt a little dazzling and couldn't see his face clearly.

"Just now... Mingjing came with Hongqiu's old soldier badge, saying that... she failed to hang herself and wanted to see me." Yang Xuan took out a rusty metal soldier badge from his sleeve and whispered, " I remembered that she was born and died for me, so I went to see her."

(End of this chapter)