The Concubine of Transmigration is Difficult

Chapter 7
Taking off the new clothes, Yi Jun was also a bit puzzled, while Zi Jun went back to his room to wash up, she asked, "Aniang, what is the unknown Shangfu doing with the new clothes?"

Aunt Luo said exactly what Aunt Shang said, and added: "It would be a great blessing for the princess to take her fancy. Your nineteenth aunt also promoted our family with good intentions."

Yijun didn't want to mess with someone like the Shang family, so she leaned on Aunt Luo's shoulder and said coquettishly, "Auntie, my daughter doesn't want to go to the Shang family. If she is picked by the princess, wouldn't she stay in the Shang family?" , I can’t see you and brother all the time.”

One word awakened the dreamer, and Aunt Luo realized later that if the eldest princess chose A Yuan, her daughter would also become a member of another family. She clutched her chest with lingering fear, "Yes, yes, yes, let's not go to Shangfu .”

After thinking about it, Aunt Luo's complexion changed a few times, and finally she said: "You still have to go to the flower viewing banquet on the [-]th. If you go, the princess may not be able to pick you."

Aunt Luo was afraid of offending the powerful princess's mansion, Yijun also understood, she nodded.

The Luo family is like ants, how can it compare to the camel-like Duke's Mansion, not to mention there are two princesses in it.In the face of power, you are inferior to others, and you must learn to bow your head.

Besides, there are a lot of girls who are related to the Monk's family, Yijun asks himself if they are not outstanding, they will be picked by others at a glance, if they go to Zangzhuo and talk less, it will be like a day trip to the eldest princess's mansion.

After figuring out the joints, the mother and daughter relaxed, talked and laughed and had dinner.

Since Zijun came home, he followed Yijun all day long like an old hen guarding her chicks, not letting this one go, not letting that one, for fear that her sister would bump into her.Finally, he was invited out by the sergeant of the same battalion, Yijun can stay at home safely.

The Luo family has a small family, and there is no place to grow flowers and plants. Only a few apricot trees in the front and back of the yard are in full bloom in the spring, and the light-colored petals are falling and swaying, which can be regarded as a scenery.

Yijun can only watch from the room, her physical condition is really bad, not to mention being sick all the year round, she is very sensitive to these flowers and powders.Xinghua looked fine, but she was always allergic to several kinds of flowers, and small red rashes would appear on her head, face and neck, which were extremely itchy.

So she didn't dare to use incense on weekdays, and she didn't dare to go with the crowd and apply those terribly fragrant makeup powders.Facing these pure natural cosmetics in ancient times, we can only feel hopeless.

At dusk and sunset, Zijun returned home in the warm sun, strode into the door, and saw his younger sister leaning on the window sill in a daze, with a faint expression and an unusual beauty.

I haven't seen her for two years, my sister has changed so much, Zijun can't tell what is different about her, but I have a feeling that she is not like the old Yuan, maybe my sister has really changed.

"Ah Yuan." Zijun strode across the courtyard, and entered the east wing room where his younger sister lived in three or five steps. He picked up a copy, looked at it, and boasted: "Ah Yuan has learned to write for less than three years, and he can write better than my brother."

Yijun regained his wandering thoughts, stretched out his hand to grab it, and laughed at himself: "Where, it's all because brother is not serious, which makes my writing so good."

Zijun laughed. Since he was young, he liked martial arts but not literature. He felt sleepy when he picked up a pen. The master in the school couldn't do anything about him. His mother finally resigned after beating and scolding him, and let him practice martial arts.

Going out today is also very rewarding, Zijun said mysteriously: "An interesting thing happened in Beijing on the day we returned to the city, you can guess it."

"What is it, I can't guess." Yi Jun asked with wide eyes.

Zijun sat very upright with a proud expression on his face, and put on airs: "That night at the palace banquet, our general walked away with a flick of his sleeves, but he gave the Xia family and Empress Xia in the palace a shame. The Xia family has nothing to offer. He was injured, but in the end he blamed it on the general, he didn't have a good temper to make people gossip."

"Oh." Yijun was not interested, and agreed casually.

Zijun didn't care whether his sister was interested in listening or not, so he said everything he had heard in the bamboo tube, beaming with joy, and praised his generals as gods.

Yijun can understand Zijun's mood, everyone has a god in their hearts that cannot be profane, and the god in Zijun's heart is Wu Yinghou Shangkun.In order to take care of her brother's mood, she was very considerate and sympathetic and praised a few words. In return, Zijun was in a good mood and decided to take his younger sister out of the city for a horseback ride.

Ah, this brother is too easy to coax.

Yi Jun smiled and thanked his brother for his kindness.

Seeing his younger sister smiling like a flower, Zijun was also happy. This enthusiasm lasted until dinner, and Aunt Luo didn't know how to add a sentence: "Go to bed early after dinner. Let's go to your Aunt Feng's house early tomorrow morning."

Zijun's smiling face visibly froze, he picked up the chopsticks to pick up the rice and didn't talk or laugh, so the next morning he went out in his new clothes, still gloomy, not like his usual laughing and joking style.

Yijun was sitting in the sedan chair, staring at Zijun, who was on horseback, through the gauze curtain. He was wearing a light blue round-neck gown, tall and straight, with handsome features. He was at the age of high spirits. He shouldn't change his face when he mentioned marriage. Does he have someone in mind?

(End of this chapter)