Chunguang Brocade

Chapter 72
He pointed to the restaurant diagonally opposite, "It's Uncle Daguo's restaurant, there seemed to be someone in the window on the third floor opposite us just now."

"You mean Uncle Daguo?" Mu Tong snorted, "This man is speculative all day long, as if his ghost is lingering. His Highness comes from his restaurant to eat, and he also likes to squat in his own restaurant to eat. Come and spy on Your Highness."

Zhishi glanced at Mutong, he seemed to see something else in his peripheral vision just now, but he was not sure, so he didn't say much.

In the restaurant diagonally across the street, the windows forming the perfect diagonal to Ji Chong Restaurant have been closed. In the room, there is an indistinguishable man in a scarlet robe sitting on one side, and an indistinguishable gray Taoist woman sitting on the other.

Sitting silently.

Gao Chen was leaning on the pillow, holding the jade cage in one hand, while sipping a cup of tea, lazily, with a pair of slender red phoenix eyes flashing brightly from time to time, looking at Taoist nun Ying opposite.

"How is Lian'er?" After a long silence, she finally spoke.

"Don't worry, my aunt, the Empress Dowager, is taking care of her. Empress Dowager Liu doesn't dare to do anything to your son. Besides, she's as valuable as a mother, isn't she?"

Gao Chen's assurance did not reassure Yingya, "I want to go to the palace to see Lian'er."

Gao Chen pursed his lips, "The former emperor has an order to suppress you, no one dares to let you into the palace to see the emperor."

Yingya, who had been holding back her emotions, finally broke down, covering her face with her hands, "Lian'er is the flesh that fell from my body, the former emperor died for so many years, why can't I see Lian'er..."

The woman weeping sadly did not affect Gao Chen's mood at all. He still sprinkled salt on the wound, "Your son is sitting on the throne now. Didn't you see Ji Chong having a tryst with another woman just now? He seems impatient to wait for you?"

Killing is worse than killing one's heart.

Yingya put down her hands covering her face, "I am a member of the late emperor, and I entered the Tao to pray for the late emperor. My six senses have long been quiet, so I ask Uncle Guo not to talk nonsense." Putting her hands on her legs, against the background of the gray Taoist robe, a The perfect hands are breathtaking.

Uncle Daguo looked away from her hand, his indistinguishable face was half a smile, "It's been nine years, and you've come to the capital every year for alms, and you passed by in a flash, but this winter, you've come for the second time."

Yingya clasped her hands together, "The winter solstice will be in two days, and I will buy incense for the Taoist temple." Her fingertips are flying, and her shape is as perfect as a lady in a painting turning into a fairy.

"Why didn't you pick it in previous years?"

"In previous years, someone bought and got sick this year. I just did it for me."

The more the woman on the other side explained, the deeper the corners of Uncle Daguo's mouth curled up. These nonsense words also deceived a straight man like Ji Chong who didn't understand style. He had already seen through her after a long experience.

A greedy and angry woman, married to the first emperor is still uneasy, he secretly twitched the corner of his mouth, waved his hand, and a waiter came to him, "Master—"

"Donate 5000 taels of incense silver to Zhenfeng Taoist Temple."

"Yes, sir!"

The waiter immediately brought 5000 taels of silver bills and put them in front of the Taoist nun's table, put them away and left.

Yingya didn't seem to see the 5000 taels of silver.

"Small?"

"Monks don't tell lies. I thanked Uncle Guo on behalf of Zhenfeng Taoist Temple." She got up, saluted and said goodbye, but did not take 5000 taels.

Uncle Daguo sat still, watching her leave.

The waiter walked lightly to his side.

He whimpered, and the waiter immediately chased him out with the bank note, at the stairway, where Yingya's maid was waiting, he stuffed the bank note into the hand of the maid, "The beggar money given by our master, please accept it. "

The maid quietly glanced at the master, seeing that she didn't say anything, she bent down to accept it, "Thank you, benefactor."

Yingya left Uncle Daguo's restaurant without going through the main door, but left through the side door, standing at the entrance of the deep alley and looking at Changle Building. When she was young, Ji Chong once brought her here to eat, and the food here was delicious.

Ten years later, is it still the same taste?She took a deep breath, except for the coldness in the cold wind, there was no aroma of food.

"Master, Sister Jingzhong said that His Highness dotes on this little lady who disguises herself as a man."

Yingya grinned, "He's still the same, he likes girls to dress up as men."

"Yes, master, this servant remembers that one year His Highness invited you to Xiangguo Temple to burn incense and asked you to wear a youthful attire. In the end, you were compared to thousands of boys, and His Highness was stunned."

Thinking of the past, Yingya cast aside the Taoist nun's withered and lonely look, showing tenderness, "For so many years, he has been alone, it would be nice to have a young lady to accompany him."

"Master..." the maid was surprised, "The former emperor said that as long as you pray for him in the Taoist temple for ten years, it will be almost seven years now, and you will be free in three years. At that time, Your Highness..."

Speaking of this, the maid suddenly couldn't continue.

When the time comes, will His Royal Highness the Prince Regent marry the late emperor's concubine?Or... the master can only quietly enter the Prince Regent's mansion and become one of his concubines?
In the private room of Changle Building, a certain woman was touching the top of her head in surprise, "His... Your Highness, why did you give me a hairpin?"

She hadn't eaten the meal yet, so she didn't expect to get a gift first. It stands to reason that it would be a good thing to receive a gift all of a sudden. She should be happy, but she was only surprised.

Him and her.

One is the prince who holds Shen Jinlin's life and death in his hands, and the other is the daughter of a commoner who wants to be asylumed by others. No matter from that point of view, it should be Shen Chuxia who gave Ji Chong a gift.

Why is it the other way around now?

Shen Chuxia looked up at him.

Ji Chong looked elsewhere.

The eyes that have always been noble and cold, seem to have no place this time.

No wonder she wanted to untie her belt just now, so she came prepared.

The relationship between her and him can't be lovers, it can only be..., the benefactor is in a good mood, so give her a hairpin?Isn't that how it's done in movies and TV dramas?

So how is she going to behave now?joy?And thanks?

"Thank you Your Highness, I like it very much." Shen Chuxia left a certain man's arms, got up and saluted with a smile.

A certain man sat up straight, "Let's eat." He was indifferent, as if he wasn't the one who gave the gift just now.

Seriously again, "Yes, Your Highness." This is normal, Shen Chuxia was relieved.

It was two or three o'clock in the afternoon, and she could finally eat. She happily sat opposite Ji Chong, and first poured him "hero spirits." '

Ji Chong looked at her with a pair of black and deep pupils, the corners of his lips and the end of his eyes were raised slightly, his eyes gliding over the hairpin she wore from time to time, the red agate on the head of the hairpin matched her snow-white face, showing the gentleness and beauty of a young lady .

Bow your head and sip your wine.

Looking up, the little lady opposite was still eating like a bee, he looked at her calmly.

I glanced at the wine, is this wine not good?His Highness looked cold, and Shen Chuxia coaxed cautiously, "I was afraid that you would get drunk, so I only called you two taels, and eat...eat vegetables..." Hastily brought him some food.

The boss on the opposite side frowned, and Shen Chuxia, a commoner, panicked. She even forgot to take the serving chopsticks and used her own chopsticks to serve him food.

A certain boss saw it clearly, and still ate the dish that was stained with someone's saliva calmly.

What is the result of eating lunch and dinner together?Of course it was too much.Do not eat, hungry.Eat too much and feel uncomfortable.

Shen Chuxia cast a reproachful glance at a certain man, and complained that he really couldn't eat without money.

Ji Chong held his hand behind his back, turning a blind eye to the little lady's accusation, and stretched out his hand.

"..." What are you reaching out for?Shen Chuxia didn't understand, she looked at him with a pair of peach blossom eyes puzzled.

(End of this chapter)