After Princess Xuanxue came down from the mountain, the whole capital was in chaos.

Chapter 184 Concubine
Yuan Qi thought it would be a good choice to enrich the recipe: "Okay! Your reward will be inevitable when the time comes, so go and get busy."

After sending Chef Liu away, Yuan Qi served dishes to Daojun Guangcheng: "Master, try it quickly. Our cook did a pretty good job."

In the afternoon, Yuan Qi returned to Shaoyaoju.

Luzhu had already prepared hot water for Yuan Qi to take a bath.

While waiting for Yuan Qi to take a bath, she talked about what happened in the house these past two days.

"Yesterday, the East Palace came to ask for a date. The eighth day of the twelfth lunar month was set as a good day. The fourth lady was very happy."

Yuan Qi had no expression. She knew that no matter how good she was to the Jiang family, or how good she was to the daughter of the prime minister, people could not trust her. It would be fine if they didn't come to her for important matters such as setting an auspicious date for the wedding, and there was no one for such important matters as asking for an appointment. Tell her, are you afraid that she will take the initiative to take the job and steal the job of the national master?
She sneered: "This is a good thing. Jiang Bailu is finally getting married. Not everyone can be a high-ranking princess. She is a lucky person."

Lu Zhu knew that Yuan Qi felt bad. After all, everyone in the Jiang family knew what Miss Seven was capable of, and the lady didn't even call her for something as trivial as feng shui. No one feels comfortable.

"Miss, don't mind. With Dong Gong here, I'm afraid it's hard for Madam to make the final decision on some matters."

Yuan Qi sighed leisurely: "I know, you don't need to appease me. If I stand out, how will the Imperial Master's face be saved?"

Green Bamboo didn’t even know what to say.

So many things happened in just two days, and Yuan Qi didn't care much.

After taking a bath, Yuan Qi hummed comfortably. Lu Zhu was wiping her hair when Jiang Jiulu came in with a sad face.

Yuan Qi saw her sad face in the bronze mirror and asked jokingly: "Miss Jiang, who is envied by everyone, still has something to worry about? Who bullied you?"

Jiang Jiulu didn't want the maid to know what she was going to say, so she took the cotton towel from Lu Zhu's hand and said, "Go down, I have something to say with the seventh sister."

Luzhu bowed and left, closing the door.

Jiang Jiulu was extremely worried, and his movements in wiping his hair were inconsistent and perfunctory.

Yuan Qi simply took the cotton towel away from her hand and wiped it himself: "Tell me, what happened?"

She pointed to the seat next to her and asked her to sit down.

Jiang Jiulu sat down slowly, with a sad look on her face: "Seventh sister, you know how to tell fortunes. Who do you think my future husband will be? Is it His Highness the Crown Prince?"

Yuan Qi stopped wiping his hair and looked at her with strange eyes: "Why do you think so? Isn't His Highness Jiang Bailu's husband? Why do you covet other people's husbands?"

Jiang Jiulu accepted eagerly: "Seventh sister, don't get me wrong, I didn't mean it like that. The marriage between His Royal Highness and the fourth sister has been decided long ago, and the fourth sister is the legitimate daughter. How dare I compete with the fourth sister?"

Yuan Qi felt that Jiang Jiulu hated getting married: "You are still young, only fourteen years old. You are not in a hurry to get married."

Jiang Jiulu was very embarrassed: "That's it. There is a chance that I can marry His Highness the Crown Prince. Please help me take a look."

Yuan Qi was very surprised, but he quickly thought of it: "You mean, Jiang Bailu needs a concubine to marry the prince?" Jiang Jiulu nodded a little embarrassed: "Yes, my aunt said that women should marry high when they marry. , For a family like ours, the high marriage is nothing more than the Xiangli family, the Feng family, the Bai family, and then the royal family. Do you think I should marry the prince? "

Yuan Qi smiled helplessly: "I said you are anxious, but you still don't agree. You are only fourteen, and you are worried about this and that. Didn't I tell you? Your marriage is indeed a bit bumpy. If you can If you discuss marriage later, you will meet a suitable husband. Your Highness is not suitable for you, so give up."

Jiang Jiulu still refused to give up and asked, "Why is it inappropriate? Can you tell me in detail?"

Yuan Qi put down the cotton towel and persuaded him seriously: "You are soft-tempered. Where is the East Palace? Do you know how many beauties there are around His Highness the Crown Prince? All of those beauties have exquisite hearts. You went to fight." But they. And His Royal Highness is not interested in you and will not protect you. If you go, you will be gone in less than half a year. "

"There are so many good men in the world, and you are of noble birth. You are a young lady from the Jiang Mansion. We want to be a man's wife, not a concubine. Don't envy Jiang Bailu. The prince married her not because he loves her, but because he likes her. , It’s just because she is a young lady from the Jiang family.”

Jiang Jiulu nodded: "I know this too, but I feel it would be a pity to give up this opportunity."

"It's not a pity at all. His Royal Highness is not your right match. Wait patiently for two years. The person who belongs to you will come out on his own without you having to bother to find it. Do you understand?" Yuan Qi patiently persuaded her.

Jiang Jiulu had been listening attentively. Later, she felt much better: "My aunt also advised me so and didn't want me to be a concubine. She said that she had been a concubine for so many years and was suppressed everywhere. This This feeling is uncomfortable. Our Jiang family is one of the four major families, and many good men come to ask for marriage. "

She held Yuan Qi's hand: "Although you are young, I always feel that you know a lot, have experienced a lot, and see more clearly than I do. I really found the right person for you."

The next day, when Yuan Qi was talking to his master, He Xiang, the maid next to Xiangli Mingzhu, found the guest room: "Miss Qi, Madam has something to ask you."

Daojun Guangcheng snorted and was very unhappy: "Don't agree to anything even if you go."

Yuan Qi hummed: "I know, how old am I? How could I agree to such a thing?"

He Xiang heard the conversation between the two and secretly admired him. He was worthy of being from a Taoist sect. He had already arrived before she said anything.

Yuan Qi got up and went to the front hall with He Xiang, where Xiangli Mingzhu was talking to a nun from the palace.

This nun was about fifty years old, dressed in green palace clothes, with a cup of tea in her hand, a smile on her face, and she looked very kind.

Xiangli Mingzhu on the other side of the table has a cup of tea and a list in hand. She smiled very smoothly and politely.

When the nun in the palace saw Yuan Qi, she praised her: "Everyone says that Miss Qi has a delicate heart with seven orifices. I think her appearance is also first-rate and she matches His Highness the Crown Prince very well."

Yuan Qi followed the rules and gave gifts to Xiangli Mingzhu.

Xiangli Mingzhu introduced: "This is Aunt Du in the palace, the steward next to Concubine Feng. She watched His Royal Highness grow up."

The current queen has no legitimate son, and the prince Xiao Yi is the son of Concubine Feng.

Yuan Qi spoke indifferently, his attitude was very perfunctory, and even a little disgusting: "Hello, Grandma Du."

Aunt Du was very dissatisfied with Yuan Qi's cold attitude, but Concubine Feng and the prince both liked Yuan Qi as their concubine, and felt that if Yuan Qi married into the East Palace, the East Palace would be even more powerful.

She put up with Yuan Qi's bad attitude and took care of herself after she entered the East Palace.