Cold king's poisonous spoiled concubine

Donglin Wang and Duke Shen went out of the hall together. Just after they left the Palace door, they saw Donglin Wang's little boy standing there waiting and looking forward to the door.

"What's the matter?" the king of the East saw that it was his little boy, frowned and walked over, not angry.

"Master, the young lady and the eldest lady are back." as soon as the young man saw the king in the East, he hurried to report.

"My sister is back." Wang Lin's voice was slightly raised in the East. When he listened carefully, he was happy. Then he turned and wanted to return to the sedan chair.

Shen Guogong on one side also heard it and felt proud. Hua'er won.

"Lord Shen, let Qianjin be a guest in the house." when the young man saw that Lord Shen was also there, he remembered what Miss Shen told him. If he saw him, he would tell him.

Duke Shen raised his eyebrows, "HMM."

"Duke Shen, why don't we go together? Your daughter is here. I also want to have a drink with you," said Wang Wensheng, touching his breath and inviting him sincerely.

"This......" Duke Shen hesitated.

"What's this? Your daughter is not there, what's your ink? Don't go quickly?" Donglin Wang's temper also came up and pushed him into the sedan chair.

"Take your master to Donglin palace." Donglin Wang explained, and then returned to the sedan chair.

It faces the palace to the East.

Shen Zhuohua sat in the front hall, thinking whether the Shen guild would come or not. For a moment, he fell into meditation.

"What do you think?" Chen Mo'er sat beside her, picked up his handkerchief and crossed it in front of her eyes, waking her up.

"Nothing." Shen Zhuohua returned to his senses and took a bite from his heart.

"Huohua, thank you, or my aunt won't come back." Chen Mo'er straightened his face and sat down to look at her.

"Why are you so polite?" Shen Zhuohua understood what Chen Jia's return meant to Donglin Wang. His brother and sister had been away for many years, so they naturally missed him.

"Over the years, my father often talks about my aunt. Now that I'm back, my father has something on his mind." Chen Mo'er sighed and often saw his father sigh.

Shen Zhuohua smiled and looked at the sky above him. It was bright, but it was too hot.

Chen Jia, who had just cleaned up and changed into clothes, came out from the side and shouted to play chess. Shen Zhuohua was also willing to accompany him.

noon.

When Duke Shen and Donglin Wang entered the door together, they saw Shen Zhuohua and Chen Jiazheng playing chess. They matched each other. No one would let anyone. Chen Mo'er was watching the war.

Shen Guogong looked at Chen Jia, who was similar in age to himself and still had a charming charm. He had a dark old face outside all year round. He was inexplicably ruddy, and his eyes looked away.

"Jia'er, how did you pull the guests to play chess when you came back?" Donglin Wang looked at his sister helplessly, and even his voice was soft.

"Brother, don't make a noise." Chen Jia frowned, raised a hill between her eyebrows, and hesitated to look at the chess game in front of her.

Shen Guogong stood there and nodded at the position on the chessboard. Chen Jiaru woke up at the beginning of his dream. His eyes brightened and turned defeat into victory.

"Father, it's a real gentleman to watch chess without saying anything." Shen Zhuohua looked at Duke Shen and smiled helplessly.

"After all, you're old. It's enough that you beat her once." Shen Guogong coughed and found an awkward reason.

Shen Zhuohua didn't prick it either. He picked up the tea cup and took a sip.

Chen Jia saw this, "are you the Duke of Shen?" she looked at the man with dark skin, but good looks. There were also traces of years between her eyebrows and eyes, and her eyes were full of appreciation. "Zhuohua's chess skills are good, which you taught."

"Exactly." Duke Shen wanted to refuse, but when he received Shen Zhuohua's eyes, he turned again.

"It's a little late, otherwise we'll have a good next set with you." Chen Jiayi is still not finished. She looks at the sky and is approaching noon.

"Well, sister, in your spare time, you can play chess with brother Shen." Donglin Wang was ignored for a long time and hurriedly said.

"What my brother said is reasonable." Chen Jia nodded and looked straight ahead

Mother Hua came in from the side door at the moment, "Miss, young master, you can eat."

"Let's go and have dinner." Chen Mo'er was already hungry and took Shen Zhuohua to the dining room for dinner.

On the dining table, Wang Lin in the East gave Chen Jia dishes from time to time and Chen Mo'er dishes from time to time. Shen Guogong was stunned.

The king facing the East in the hall is dignified and domineering. When he comes home, he is so soft. It's a surprise to think of Shen Guogong here.

"Father, it's time to eat." seeing that Duke Shen was not moving fast, Shen Zhuohua put a dish in his bowl and whispered a reminder.

Shen Guogong then regained his mind, looked at Shen Zhuohua around him, picked up chopsticks and took a bite.

"By the way, Huo Hua, will you go to the banquet of the left door supervisor?" Chen Mo'er thought of the banquet a few days later.

"Naturally, I want to go." Shen Zhuohua nodded.

"That's just right. Let's go together and have a company, aunt. Do you want to go?" Chen Mo'er was happy and looked at Chen Jia again.

"Of course I'm going. The wife of the left door governor is a close friend of my boudoir. I haven't seen her for many years. It's time to meet her, or I think Chen Jia has become a monk."

Chen Jia nodded. After living alone in the suburbs for many years, it's time to come back and see the world.

"Brother Shen, come and drink." Donglin Wang listened to Chen Jia's words and said nothing. He raised his glass to Duke Shen.

afternoon.

Duke Shen and Shen Zhuohua left the palace to the East.

After seeing Shen Zhuohua off, Chen Mo'er also returned to the room to rest. Chen Jia looked at the chessboard in front of her and couldn't tell the taste in her heart.

"Sister, what are you thinking?" Donglin Wang saw her drooping her eyes and walked over curiously.

Chen Jia didn't answer, but picked up the pieces and clicked on the board. The whole board of chess came alive at the same time. "I just thought that being in it was not as real as being seen by outsiders."

"Do you still mind what happened in those years?" Donglin Wang vomited wine and stretched out his hand to touch his shoulder.

"It's all over. How can you mind? People in Kyoto think I'm not married because my eyes are higher than the top, but who only my pain?" Chen Jia shook her head and showed relief in her eyes.

At that time, Chen Jia didn't have an engagement, just because there was a general opposite him. When he went out on an expedition and returned home in triumph, he accidentally fell into the enemy's plot and died in a foreign land.

At that time, Chen Jia's heart was full of despair. She couldn't forget the general at the beginning and simply locked herself in the room.

Over the years, many people have come to propose marriage, but they have him in their hearts, so they refuse one by one. It is because of the gossip of nasion in Kyoto, who has been widowed in the suburbs for many years.

Never set foot in Kyoto. Now think about it, it's childish, but the place where the heart beats still hurts so much.