win the hairpin

Chapter 17
Song Huiyue walked to Zhuxizhai, Xie Chuan didn't come, but the table was filled with a variety of fruits.

She led her younger brother to taste the rain and dew, and soon saw King Jin, dressed in green on top and white on the bottom, striding over like a spring onion.

Although he was poorly dressed, but fortunately he was tall, clean and fragrant, and he was still a handsome prince.

He bowed and sat down: "Don't be too polite. It's been a long time since Qinghui has grown so tall. How is your homework?"

Song Qinghui's attention was all on Disu, and he answered concisely: "Very good."

King Jin laughed, touched the top of his head, and asked Huang Ting to put the dessert in front of him.

The breeze blows, and the bamboo leaves rustle into one piece. After the heavy rain, the wind is also very cool.

King Jin looked at Song Huiyue again: "Taste this perilla and bayberry."

Song Huiyue had tasted it a long time ago, and said with a smile: "I came early, I should have come later, and I will leave after dinner."

King Jin smiled and got up to refill her tea: "Then you can eat before leaving."

His eyes were sincere and his voice was soft, as if he wanted to influence Song Huiyue, a stubborn person.

Song Huiyue raised her face and looked at him seriously: "I have a heart, but unfortunately I don't have it."

King Jin put down the teapot, seeing Song Huiyue was always staring at him, he couldn't help touching his face: "Is my face carved?"

Song Huiyue shook her head: "The prince is getting more and more handsome, I'll see more."

Yuan Yuan stood behind Song Huiyue, coughing anxiously, afraid that Song Huiyue would say something shocking to the world.

King Jin laughed and asked her, "Why are you looking for Xie Chuan?"

Song Huiyue simply said that she wanted to intercede with Huang Wenqiu.

"It's simple. I asked Xiaoba to go to the prefect's yamen. I dug a new lake and built a lake pavilion. It's very cool and comfortable. Let's go and have a look."

Five years ago, the King of Jin was probably preparing to die of old age here, so he began to build large-scale construction projects, and repaired the palace every now and then. Except for the front bedroom and the back hall, the other places were even repainted.

Although King Jin warmly invited him, Song Huiyue's heart was as stubborn as a stone: "I will come to play again some other day."

King Jin gritted his teeth and complained: "You don't know that next time you will be in the Year of the Monkey."

Song Huiyue lowered her eyes and replied, "Then wait for the Year of the Monkey."

"Asshole," King Jin scolded with a smile, "The Year of the Monkey has just passed."

For a moment neither of them spoke.

Bamboo sounded, shadows fell, icebergs melted quietly, cool air slowly dispersed, and the quiet people in Zhuxi Zhai were drowsy.

Song Qinghui fell asleep lying on the table with a candy in his mouth.

Huang Ting hurriedly called people in, carried him to sleep on the couch in the back room, covered him carefully so as not to catch cold, and ordered Yuan Yuan to go in and fan him so as not to attract mosquitoes.

Song Huiyue watched Huang Ting busy, leaned on the back of the chair, and took a bayberry in her mouth.

The sourness spread in her mouth, she narrowed her eyes, and pushed the bayberry dish towards King Jin.

King Jin ate one and sighed: "I am a majestic prince, and now I am more sour than this red bayberry, and I am not as good as Yinxiao."

Song Huiyue smiled and said, "Who made you value love and righteousness?"

King Jin got up, walked to the window behind Song Huiyue, opened his arms as if to hug her, then turned around on the spot, and put his hands on the edge of the window.

When he first arrived in Tanzhou, he was only ten years old, and the entire Jing South Road was a man-eating tiger that could swallow him up at any time.

He was so weak that he could only hug Song Huiyue to survive.

Up to now, he has grown huge wings, but he can't hold Song Huiyue's hand openly.

"I value love and righteousness, are you happy?"

Song Huiyue nodded: "Happy."

King Jin sighed: "Then Xiao Ba was wrong, I'm not a hot face but a cold ass."

Song Huiyue ate more than ten grains of red bayberry in a row, her teeth were too soft to bite the rice cake before she gave up, and she talked with Jin Wang about the city's affairs.

After talking for a while, Song Huiyue thought of Yue Huaiyu and asked, "The young lady of Xiangshu Yue's family wants to see you, do you want to meet?"

"Her maternal ancestor's family has already handed over a post to pay their respects."

"Then why didn't you see?"

King Jin glanced at her: "This king is not a casual person, how can anyone see it?"

Song Huiyue laughed twice, and when she heard Song Qinghui's vague movements in the room, she stood up: "Without A Niang, Qinghui can't sleep well, why does the prince's table always look the same?"

"It's not the same old food you like, but you still dislike it. Next time, I'll let you eat bran swallowed vegetables."

"What kind of dish is bran swallowing vegetable? I haven't eaten it, so I just want to try it."

King Jin couldn't help but laugh, and while asking Huang Ting to pack food for her, he said: "Don't be so talkative like Xiao Ba, what does your girl look like?"

"I don't easily talk to others."

Song Huiyue took Song Qinghui and Yuan Yuan home, King Jin sent them all the way, and "coincidentally" met Xie Chuan on the arrow path.

Song Huiyue hurriedly saluted: "Zhang Zhang."

Xie Chuan paid homage to the prince first, and then looked at Song Huiyue: "You have grown taller again, does your mother still suffer from asthma?"

Song Huiyue said: "No, I haven't thanked Zhang Zhang for the medicine."

Xie Chuan said: "Have you finished your business?"

Song Huiyue replied: "Yes, the prince has been asked for help."

Xie Chuan asked her about her recent situation, whether she had enough money, whether the medicine Song Qinghui was taking, whether the house needs to be repaired, etc. Song Huiyue answered them one by one before leaving the house.

King Jin sent her to the corner gate, stood on the stone steps, glanced over, and saw Yin Xiao who was leaning against the wall with a waist knife and arms crossed.

At first, when he saw Yin Xiao's eyes fixed on this side, he thought he was looking at himself, but then he realized that he was looking at Song Huiyue unscrupulously.

Before Song Huiyue noticed Yin Xiao's gaze, Yin Xiao lowered his head and walked to the rear of the carriage.

Song Huiyue didn't care about him, she was already used to Yin Xiao's tail.

Asking Yuan Yuan to take care of Song Qinghui and get on the carriage first, she said to King Jin: "My lord, goodbye."

After finishing speaking, she left without hesitation.

She came and went like the wind, and it was a hurricane, which disturbed King Jin's heart.

After the strong wind passed, King Jin looked at Yin Xiao who was following the carriage confidently, and a surge of anger surged in his heart.

The fire failed to dissipate, and it was all stuck in his stomach, stuffy, blocked, and swollen, which almost made him burn inside.

He gradually suppressed his emotions, exhaled a foul breath, and turned back to the palace.

Song Huiyue's carriage wobbled out of Wangfu Street, and Xie Zhou stopped it just after turning the corner.

"Sister Yue, don't worry, I'll talk to you a few words."

Song Huiyue poked her head out of the car window: "Little starling."

"Brother Zhou," Xie Zhou said with disgust on his face, "Brother Angkor, Brother Zheng, Brother Wang, whatever."

Song Huiyue quickly changed her mind: "Brother Zhou, what do you want to say to me?"

Xie Zhou said in a low voice: "Come and play when you are free. The prince is alone. It's hard work. After you move out, the prince is always looking forward to your coming. You don't have to avoid suspicion too much. Will the emperor marry the prince for a while?" .”

(End of this chapter)