Rebirth of the Tang Dynasty's strongest consort

Chapter 488
"Ok?"

Knowing the message from Li Chengqian, Fang Yiai frowned slightly, and thought to himself: "Is it time for me to board the ship?"

"Duke Ming." Fan Jin cupped his hands and murmured, with a puzzled face on his face, he said, "His Royal Highness's words seem to hide another mystery."

Seeing that Fan Jin sensed that these words had other meanings, Fang Yiai raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and said vaguely: "The dried fruits of the Central Plains are steamed and sun-dried seven times, and they are extremely precious. His Royal Highness is just worried that the palace will waste everything."

"Seven times of steaming and seven times of drying?" Fan Jin stretched out his hand to caress his gray beard, and muttered, "What a preserved fruit that requires so many processes."

After successfully distracting Fan Jin's thinking, Fang Yiai nodded solemnly and said: "Yes, this is a tribute. Later, I will have someone send it to Master Fan's room so that my aunt, wife, and Baduan can taste it." .”

After finishing speaking, Fang Yiai returned to the East Wing, pushed open the door, and saw Qin Jingniang sitting on the side of the couch with her head bowed in thought, her black eyebrows slightly fixed, as if she had something on her mind.

After closing the door, Fang Yiai walked slowly and said softly, "Jing Niang, are you unhappy?"

"He Lang." Qin Jingniang got up and squatted slightly, forced a smile and said: "It's not, it's just"

Seeing the beautiful woman's apricot eyes looking around, Fang Yiai guessed in an instant, "It's just that it was unreasonable for Yu'er to pretend to be sick and pour soup on the lady's cheeks? Why is the lady upset?"

"He Lang, how did you know?" Qin Jingniang asked slightly surprised with her red lips parted.

"I am your He Lang." Fang Yiai lightly scented the beauty's jade cheeks, then leaned into her ear, and said softly: "I will help my lady get back a reason."

"He Lang, actually thinking about it carefully, I once slapped the princess of Xiangcheng at the servant's house in the Chang'an restaurant before." Qin Jingniang was shy, her beautiful eyes looked bright, and she said coyly: "Don't hurt you and me because of a trivial matter. The relationship between her."

"Hey!" Fang Yiai sighed, and said with a wry smile: "If Shu'er hadn't made things difficult for me before, I don't think there would be so many trivial matters now."

As soon as these words came out, the shyness on Qin Jingniang's cheeks instantly dissipated, replaced by a sullen expression.

"Little thief!" Qin Jingniang used her guts to grab the ear of the house's widow, and said angrily, "Do you despise the slave family? What is trivial matter?"

"Do you think this girl forced you to eat at the banquet earlier?"

"Say it! Otherwise, I'll move back to the Qin Mansion!"

Asked three times in succession, Fang Yiai frowned, and complained endlessly: "My lady misunderstood, I didn't mean that."

"What does that mean?" Qin Jingniang snorted coldly, exerted a little force on her hands, and said in a cold voice, "Is it that you despise the slave's family for not being a woman?"

"Jingniang, take it easy, it hurts! My ears hurt badly."

Fang Yiai begged for forgiveness, but Qin Jingniang was unmoved, seeing the beauty's face getting colder and colder, Fang Yiai simply displayed the magic trick of "bluffing" that she learned from Ashina Tulu.

"Jade Finger Sword!"

Qin Jingniang had seen Fang Yiai perform the "Hunyuan Thirteen Stances" with her own eyes, and when she heard the word "Jade Finger Sword", she couldn't help being surprised, and her jade hands also loosened Fang Yiai's earlobe.

While Qin Jingniang was stunned in surprise, Fang Yiai quickly turned around, put her arms around the beautiful woman's small waist, and said with a sneer, "Okay, what a fierce little lady."

"Your enemy!"

The golden crow falls and the jade rabbit rises in the east. It was not until the sun completely set that Fang Yiai and Qin Jingniang walked out of the east wing slowly.

"Phew! The moon and the stars are rare and the magpies fly south. What branch can I rely on when I circle the tree three times?"

Fang Yiai twisted her waist, the corner of her mouth raised slightly and said, "Little lady, how is this marksmanship?"

"It's always so unscrupulous." Qin Jingniang wailed coquettishly, and said with a smile: "The poems recited by the officials are Cao Mengde's short songs?"

"That's right, but the two sentences I read before should be four sentences. I was greedy for a while, so I combined the two into one."

After finishing speaking, Fang Yi's eyes were full of surprise, and she said with great interest: "My lady, do you still know poetry?"

"The Nu family has been studying classics and history collections with Sister Yaohuan for the past few days." Qin Jingniang's cheeks flushed, she pointed to Ertang and said, "Hurry up and eat, Shu'er and the others are waiting in Ertang."

"Okay." Fang Yiai nodded in response, and just as she started to walk, she remembered the painful past of Qin Jingniang and Xiangcheng's struggle for power at noon.

"Uh, I'm never hungry. Jing Niang, hurry up and eat. I'll go to the study to copy the Book of Rites. This is a job assigned by my father."

When she came to the study room, Fang Yiai could close the door, sit in front of the desk and write the book of rites silently, waiting for Xiangcheng to come, so that she could discuss with her about helping Li Chengqian.

"The Master said: If a gentleman is not respectful, he will not be powerful, and if he learns, he will not be solid. The Lord is loyal and trustworthy. If you have no friends who are not as good as yourself, if you make mistakes, don't be afraid to change them."

"Ah, it's been written into the Analects of Confucius!" Fang Yiai hurriedly put away his pen, looked at the thin golden body on the rice paper, and said in shock: "Yes! This book of rites was written for nothing!"

"What's the top of the list, what was written in vain?" Following a burst of soft words, Xiangcheng opened the door and walked into the study, looking at Fang Yiai, with beautiful eyes and charming eyes, as if they could seduce people's souls.

Fang Yiai put down her hair, raised her eyebrows slightly and said, "Butt the door."

"Knock the latch?" Xiangcheng's apricot eyes flashed a little puzzled, and finally did as he did.

Taking lotus steps lightly, and walking to the desk, Xiangcheng smoothed his hair on his temples lightly, and said with a charming smile, "What's the first place on the list, why did you ask the slave's family to lock the door?"

"Of course I have fulfilled the promise I made with the princess." Fang Yiai helped the case to his feet, slowly loosened his belt, and looked at Xiangcheng with jokes in his eyes.

Xiangcheng was a little surprised, took half a step back, frowned and asked, "Fang Lang, are you drunk?"

"Hmph." Fang Yiai snorted coldly, stretched out her hand to fasten her belt again, and said leisurely: "What? The princess is afraid when things come to an end? After that day, don't say that Fang Jun never kept his promise."

Seeing that Fang Yi'ai had been put back on the grand teacher's chair, Xiangcheng stunned and said, "So I was trying to trick my family."

"Sit down, and tell me why you poured hot soup on Jingniang's face?" Fang Yiai pointed to the tea table not far away, closed her eyes and said coldly.

Xiangcheng's complexion changed slightly, and seeing Fang Yiai's sudden change of expression, he could not help but spit softly, sitting alone at the tea table, holding a cup of tea, and after a while, he said: "At the beginning, that little girl broke my palace Good thing, otherwise, He Zudao's main wife should be a slave."

"Princess." Fang Yiai stood up, walked slowly to the tea table, sat beside Xiangcheng, cupped her hands and said, "If the princess succeeds, I'm afraid I won't be able to clean up the matter of Xiao Rui's sudden death by jumping into the Yellow River. "

Suspicion flashed across Xiangcheng's pretty eyes, he put down the teacup, and asked suspiciously: "Could it be that Fang Lang didn't make the move for Xiao Rui?"

Raising his hand to interrupt Xiangcheng's inquiry, Fang Yiai smiled wryly and said, "The son-in-law of the court, the son of the Duke, how dare I go to kill you?"

"Oh." Xiangcheng raised his eyebrows in disappointment, looked at Fang Yiai and said, "The servants thought Xiao Rui was killed by Fang Lang."

"I killed him on purpose, to vent my anger and revenge for the princess." Fang Yiai's face suddenly darkened, and said seriously: "But Xiao Rui was dealt with by the mouse."

"Okay, let's talk about why you hurt Jingniang."

"The slave family has already said before that firstly, it is to avenge the incident at the Chang'an Inn that day, and secondly, it is to avenge the fact that she robbed the slave family's main wife."

Seeing that Xiangcheng avoids the important and ignores the important, Fang Yiai sneered and said, "These three are to remind me not to go to see Gao Shilian?"

Xiangcheng smiled, and said with a smile: "Since Fang Lang has already guessed, why did he go to see Gao Shilian?"

"I only found out in the past few days. You had expected that Gao Shilian would help Changsun Wuji. Why didn't you remind me explicitly?"

"Fang Lang was domineering before, so it's good to make you suffer. But Yu'er never expected that Gao Shilian would be so vicious. He doesn't look like a veteran of the Three Dynasties."

Fang Yiai stretched out her hand and scratched the bridge of her nose, nodded and said, "Gao Shilian's deceitful behavior is three points better than Yuer's."

"Fang Lang is complimenting my family?" Xiangcheng looked around, stretched out his hand to bring the teacup to Fang Yiai, and said in a low voice, "The hot soup won't burn your mouth, and it doesn't matter if you splash it on someone's face."

"Irrelevant? Shall I pour you a try?"

"Hey, Fang Lang is feeling sorry for the beauty?" Xiangcheng held the tea cup in both hands, and brought it to Fang Yiai, with tenderness and sincerity in his eyes, "If Fang Lang has the heart, he will use the half cup from my slave's house." Ercan tea."

(End of this chapter)