Hello Chang’an

 After a while, Wei Miaoqing was able to open her mouth and speak out: "Auntie, daddy, brother, second uncle and second aunt...you tell me, why did I fall like this..."

Before the word "mould" came out of her mouth, Mrs. Duan pulled her daughter into the cubicle.

As Zheng Guogong Wei Qin and Wei Shuyi also walked into the cubicle, Wei Yu, the second master of the Wei family, stepped forward and silently closed the door of the cubicle, and then voluntarily went outside the hall to watch with his wife and children.

Wei Yu stood in the corridor and sighed.

By nature, the eldest brother pursues looseness and freedom too much. To put it bluntly, he is out of tune. For such an out of tune eldest brother, he married a sister-in-law who is also quite accomplished in the matter of out of tune...

And for the two of them to give birth to a child as overly balanced as Zi Gu, there can only be one explanation - things must turn to their extremes, rebound when they hit bottom, and survive from desperate situations.

But something like this is extremely rare, like a miracle appearing in the world, and it is destined not to be asked for too much. Therefore, in comparison, Qing'er's temperament is much like that of her parents.

Therefore, in the cubicle at this time, I am afraid that there are three people in one group... one who is in tune, and three who are not in tune.

The youngest one, no one else was around at this moment, had given up on managing his expression, and said with a sad face: "...how come the hard work of the Crown Princess still falls on me after going round and round, I always remember what my brother told me. , The performance is clear and outstanding!”

As he spoke, he looked at Wei Shuyi with tears in his eyes: "Brother, you have to give me an explanation!"

Wei Shuyi sighed softly: "Brother, I know that you have been very unremarkable. It's only my fault that I, the elder brother, am too outstanding in the court, which has caused trouble for you."

"It's also my father's fault." Zheng Guogong also reflected on himself seriously: "It's all my fault that my father is the eldest son of the family. Although he is not as good as your uncles in every way, he actually took the position of Zheng Guogong and gave you such a distinguished family background. …That’s why you were chosen as the Crown Princess.”

Seeing his father and brother like this, Wei Miaoqing stopped crying.

"My mother-in-law is also responsible." Mrs. Duan held her daughter's hand, her eyes were slightly red, and she looked even more ashamed than her husband: "Who asked my mother-in-law to give you such an impeccable appearance? As long as you give birth to a child, Even if she has a mole on her face, she won’t be chosen as the princess.”

"..." Wei Miaoqing couldn't cry anymore. It was really hard for her not to doubt: "Are you comforting me, or are you taking this opportunity to boast?"

"Even if there is suspicion of boasting, it is also the truth." Wei Shuyi's face became more serious and said: "Since the saint liquidated Chang Sun's party, there have been countless vacancies in various places. It is at such a critical moment when he is competing for power with the Cui family. , it is necessary to decide on the crown princess as soon as possible to avoid being taken advantage of by those nobles. "

"Secondly, in Luo Guanlin's message, he vilified the saint, destroyed the prince, and treated the prince harshly. Only by selecting a truly distinguished and distinguished daughter as the crown prince can we effectively eliminate some of the criticism."

When Wei Shuyi said this, his voice became lower: "But in order to prevent losing control and indirectly making the prince more powerful, this candidate needs to be selected from the courtiers who are trusted by the saint..."

"In short, I meet all these conditions." Wei Miaoqing wanted to cry again. She didn't want to be a princess!

Zheng Guogong comforted his daughter. Seeing that the usual words of comfort were ineffective, he said: "...I heard that the saint is also preparing to marry Prince Rong. I just saw the imperial edict arrived. I thought my daughter was going to get married. If I go to Yizhou, I won’t be able to see my parents again.”

"Thinking about it this way, being chosen as the Crown Princess, at least still in the capital, can be considered a blessing among misfortunes..."

These words "lucky among misfortunes" made Wei Shuyi want to hold his head when he heard them. These were such treacherous words.

"What are you talking about?" Mrs. Duan glared at her husband, hugged her daughter's shoulders, and whispered: "As for my mother-in-law, judging from the current situation, it's hard to say whether the princess can succeed or not. ...The prince is still young, and it will take at least two or three years to prepare for the wedding. I heard that after Changsun Yuan was taken away for punishment that day, the prince was so frightened that he couldn't bear it. Maybe he became ill...right?"

Wei Miaoqing: "?"

Aniang was able to hold back her words, but she didn't hold back completely.

Seeing the whole family looking at her with complicated expressions, Duan said in surprise: "It's definitely not me who cursed people... In other words, this situation, it is here now, even if it is at best, people are still there, but maybe The throne of the prince will be replaced by someone else someday, so this marriage will naturally be...right?"

Wei Miaoqing was strangely convinced.

"What mother said...although it is not appropriate to tell outsiders, it is indeed true." Wei Shuyi finally said: "You might as well take a look while walking first."

Although Wei Miaoqing felt that her brother was incompetent in matters of love, she still obeyed him in matters of business. After hearing this, she calmed down and nodded.

Although she looks like a bluffing person, she is not a willful person in her heart. She is a daughter of the Wei family. She understands some truths very well. Even if there is no solution to this problem in the future, she will not abandon her family for her own selfish reasons. .

But this did not prevent her from asking: "Speaking of the marriage to Crown Prince Rong, has the candidate for Crown Prince Rong's concubine been decided?"

It was a bit unkind to say it, but she wanted to hear which girl was more unlucky than her.

Wei Shuyi: "We haven't really decided yet. I heard that Crown Prince Rong was ill due to a cold. He has been recuperating for the past few days and cannot leave the capital for a while, so the saint is still thinking about it."

The reason why the saint was so anxious at first must have something to do with her...

With her gone, the saint could calm down again and think about the matter better.

"But it should only be a matter of these two days."

As Wei Shuyi said this, he had already seen through his sister's thoughts and sighed: "It should be noted that not everyone thinks like you... The position of Crown Princess or Crown Princess is not a bad thing in the eyes of many people. The mere fact of marrying into the royal family is enough to attract countless people. ”

After comforting Wei Miaoqing, Wei Shuyi invited his second uncle's family to come in and talk.

Wei Yuzheng, who was waiting outside on the porch, put his hand out of the porch to detect the thin drizzle of rain.

A drizzle added another chill to the capital.

The next day when the sky turned sunny, it was the day when the Imperial College was closed for ten days. People from the Xunmei Society and the Wuer Society happened to bump into each other again in the Listening Hall.

Different from the tense situation when they met here last time, since the incident at the Confucius Temple, the feudal prejudices between the two sides have been silently removed. Because Cui Lang and Qiao Yubai are here, everyone can even talk amicably at this moment.

"I heard that Mrs. Chang took Mr. Chang out of the city to seek medical treatment. I wonder when they can return?" A student in the Xunmei Club asked Chang Sui Ning.

Cui Lang could only look at Qiao Yubai, feeling a little aggrieved that his master had gone to the capital to seek medical treatment, but he didn't even say a word to him.

Facing Cui Lang's aggrieved look, Qiao Yubai smiled and said nothing, feeling a little bitter in his heart.

"Thank you for your concern. The return date has not been determined yet. It is urgent to seek medical treatment and recuperate." Qiao Yubai replied with a smile.

"That's true..."

"Why can't we invite that doctor to the mansion to treat Mr. Chang?"

"Many talented people have their own weird rules..."

"When Mrs. Chang comes back, I hope Brother Qiao will let you know."

Qiao Yubai responded and came down.

Although Song Xian said nothing, he listened carefully and patiently.

He also hoped that she would come back soon, and his words of apology had been stuck in his heart for a long time.

In this room, students gather people around to talk and recite poems. In a private room on the second floor, there is a light green girl sitting alone, drinking tea absentmindedly.

She has always been fond of music, and this listening hall is where she frequents most. At this moment, a female musician is playing the pipa for her through the bead curtain. "...Why did it stop?" The girl came back to her senses after hearing the music in her ears disappear.

The female musician was already familiar with her, and when she heard this, she couldn't help but said angrily: "You're not allowed to stop playing a song after it's played? I've been playing so hard for a long time, Lady Ma, I'm afraid she didn't even listen to a single note, right?"

Ma Wan was stunned for a moment and then said apologetically: "It's true that I was distracted... Mrs. Qingyin, don't blame me."

After saying that, he asked the maid to present the silver.

There is tea, wine and music in the listening hall, but if you let the musicians play and sing for you alone, you have to pay extra money.

After the female musician accepted it, she didn't make any more jokes. She hugged the pipa and smiled happily before retreating out.

"Is the girl worried?" the maid asked in a low voice.

Ma Wan didn't answer her.

The maid sighed in her heart. She didn't need the girl to answer, she knew it in her heart. No one else knew what the girl was thinking, but she, the personal maid, could see it clearly.

After a long while, Ma Wan spoke, but she said with a desolate expression: "Go back."

She would come to the Listening Hall to listen to music when she had free time. She looked the same as before, but she knew very well that everything had changed since the Mid-Autumn Festival.

Maybe she won't have to come here soon, maybe it's time to let go of everything.

When Ma Wan stood up, her expression suddenly changed. She turned to look at the window, listened quietly for a while, and then asked the maid: "Xi Qin...did you hear that?"

After receiving the maid's nod, Ma Wan immediately picked up her skirt, quickly walked out of the box, went downstairs, and headed towards the Yayuan.

The long-lost sound of the flute guided her step by step to a lotus pond.

When she saw the back of the young man she had not seen for a long time, she unconsciously slowed down and looked at him in a daze.

She was initially attracted by the loneliness in the sound of his flute. It was like a kind of loneliness that no one could understand. It was bottomless and out of reach, but she couldn't help but want to get closer.

The two had known each other for fun and had not talked about anything else. At that time, she did not know that he was actually Li Lu, the eldest son of Prince Rong.

It wasn't until the Hibiscus Flower Party that she met him and learned his identity, but she also witnessed his deep affection for others.

Only then did she realize that the fact that she thought they knew each other was just because of her overthinking. Also, she didn't even know each other's identities and family backgrounds, so how could she talk about anything else?

When the sound of the flute stopped, the young man standing by the pond turned around and looked at her, with a familiar smile on his frail and handsome face: "It's Madam Ma. I haven't seen you for a long time. How have you been recently?"

This was the first time he called her by her last name, but there was no sense of life... It turned out to be this tone when he called her "Ma Niangzi".

Ma Wan silently tightened the embroidered handkerchief in her hand. It was ridiculous to say that her thought of giving up suddenly spread in her heart at this greeting.

Is it in vain that she thinks she has a noble mind, but she is so humble? Even though she knows that he cares about others, she can't really cut off her thoughts.

"Everything is fine with me...I wonder if the prince's cold illness has been cured?"

Ma Wan realized that she had lost her words after asking. These words undoubtedly revealed her unusual concern for him.

The young man smiled, nodded and said, "It's mostly healed. Thank you Madam Ma for your concern."

"That's good." Ma Wan's fingers holding the handkerchief loosened and then tightened, and she looked at the bamboo flute in his hand: "I just heard the sound of the prince's flute, and it seemed that something was on his mind..."

Li Lu said: "I'm leaving Beijing soon, so I can't help but think too much."

"The Crown Prince..." Ma Wan didn't know how she mustered up the courage to actually ask, "Has the Crown Prince still not been able to let go of the Chang family's wife?"

The deeds of Mrs. Chang's wife were really shocking, and she had been thinking recently that it would be really difficult to let go of such an impressive girl.

The young man looked at the withered lotus pond and said slowly: "You can't force things in this world. Since you know in your heart that there is no fate, as time goes by, you can slowly let go of the expectation."

He didn't just answer "I've let it go", because that would make it appear that his previous affection was too cheap, and that for some things, going too far was not enough.

Women are always attracted and moved by affection, even if the affection is given to others.

Ma Wan couldn't explain how she felt in her heart, but looking at his face, he didn't seem like someone who didn't want to get out of that obsession. If he was willing to get out of it... that would be a good thing.

She unconsciously took two steps forward and showed a smile: "Then I hope the prince... can regain his peace of mind as soon as possible."

"I would like to borrow Madam Ma's good words." The young man asked with a warm face and a smile: "It's hard to find a good friend. I haven't heard Madam Ma's music for a long time. I wonder if I will be lucky enough to play a song with Madam Ma before I leave Beijing?"

As he spoke, he raised his hand to point to the pavilion on the side.

There is a piano placed in the pavilion all year round for visitors to play.

Ma Wan suppressed the slight ripples in her heart and nodded lightly.

The two of them were sitting in the pavilion playing the harp, and the other was standing by the pool playing the flute. The two voices complemented each other, and there was a silent understanding.

The gurgling music seemed to soothe all worries, but the maid of the Ma family became more and more uneasy as she watched this scene... Is it her imagination? Why did she have the feeling that Prince Rong was using this to seduce her girl? Dark thoughts!

That day, when Ma Wan returned home, it was already dark.

On the way back, she had made a decision in her mind. She went back to the hospital to change clothes, and then went to find her grandparents.

After saying goodbye, Ma Wan said, "Wan'er has something to discuss with her grandparents alone."

Ma Xingzhou then ordered his servants to retreat.

In the hall, Ma Wan knelt down and said, "Grandpa, Wan'er would like to marry the Crown Prince Rong."

Ma Xingzhou and his wife exchanged unexpected glances.

"Wan'er..." Madam Ma's wife asked in shock: "Why did you suddenly have such an idea? But what did you hear?"

"Yes, Wan'er knows that the saint is now selecting the crown prince for Crown Prince Rong. Wan'er also knows that she is on that list, and the saint is very interested in Wan'er."

"But your mother-in-law told you?" The old lady of the Ma family sighed and looked at her beloved eldest granddaughter with pity: "But don't worry, your grandfather hasn't nodded in agreement yet, and the Holy Father will not force our Ma family. I just We are also discussing this matter with your grandfather..."

"Okay." Ma Xingzhou interrupted his wife and looked at his granddaughter who was kneeling there: "Let me talk to Wan'er alone first."

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