Xianxia Village, Zhejiang Province.
The mountains and rivers were beautiful, the birds were chirping, the streams were flowing, and the air was fresh.
Gui Fumei was communicating with Murong Wanhua. She and her merchant husband, Fu Mancang, had traveled to the Hui tribe in the west, but they had not found a miracle doctor who could treat their hoarse voices. Now, they had completely lost their voices and could only communicate with gestures and pen and paper.
"If his highness took a fancy to me, if he had even the slightest interest, I would definitely throw myself into his arms. If I had the chance, I would definitely express my willingness to devote myself to him. Unfortunately, I'm already a mute.”
"You're a woman with a husband and a family. You have to be faithful to her until the end. How can you change your mind and fall in love with someone else?”
"What year is it? Why are you still so conservative? Life was short, and youth was gone. Women only had a few good years. I would marry whoever treated me well and let me enjoy life. As for chastity, to hell with chastity.”
"I object. This is promiscuous.”
"No, this is the practical philosophy of life. What's the use of a false reputation when it rises to the height of philosophy? Everything was nothingness, everything was fleeting clouds. Why did people have to go against themselves? Humiliate oneself? He was trapped in his own cocoon and could not let himself go. He was like a bird, flying freely.”
"Your husband treats you so well, and you don't lack money. Why aren't you satisfied?”
"There's no limit to a person's desires. What is money? That would depend on who he was competing with. Jin merchants? Can we compare to them? No matter how rich you are, can you compare to the emperor? The world belongs to him. He can do whatever he wants…"
"This is the letter that His Highness asked me to give you.”A villager walked in and handed Murong Wanhua an envelope.
Murong Wanhua opened the envelope in front of Gui Fumei. There was a poem written on it:
your hair
your hair
The face of a child
never get tired
Poetically floating like a waterfall
That's your hair
analyze in detail
meticulous
How much feelings and love have been condensed
I know
you don't know
your hair
moving with the wind
It's the mood, it's love, it's attention
How I wish I could become a gust of wind and be free
With you in my arms
Blows and crinkles your heart
Stroking your hair, making dreams come true
Your hair is moving
excited
Not start
Is the wind moving
It's not the hair moving
Hair in the eyes, in the heart
heart is
love in
After Murong Wanhua read it, her face was expressionless as she looked at the distant mountains without saying a word. The person who wrote the poem felt different from the person who read it. It was not empathy, nor did it resonate.
"How touching. I'm so envious of the naked confession poem I wrote for you. You're so lucky. Why don't I have such a prince charming to write me a poem? You're making me jealous."
Since when did his highness stand behind her, leaving no traces in the snow and landing soundlessly? They had no idea.
"How have you been recently?" Qianlong asked gently. Did anyone disturb you?"
Gui Fumei quickly wrote,"No, it's a blessing from the heavens. I'm very happy to see His Highness."”
"I'm very happy to see Murong Wanhua."”
"It's okay. We're good friends. I'm happy that she's happy.”
"It feels good to see you."
Murong Wanhua looked at Qianlong and said,"I know you're not a wangye, why must you do this? There's no need to make things difficult for yourself. There are so many women better than me…"
His tone had loosened? Qianlong was so happy that he wanted to jump up.
Since ancient times, beautiful women were afraid of pestering their husbands. Did the words of the common people come true?
Murong Wanhua said," If you are a wangye, then you are not an ordinary wangye. You have hands and eyes that reach the heavens. You must be related to the current emperor and can speak directly to him, right?”
"What are you trying to say?" Qianlong asked.”
"I feel that you are not an ordinary prince. The Hangzhou magistrate was demoted to Yuhang magistrate, and the Yuhang magistrate was demoted to Hangzhou magistrate. The changes were too big and shocked everyone. Lu Mingjian went to work at the Supreme Court. When I was beaten by my clansmen, the magistrate arrived in time. He turned over a new leaf and loved the people like his own son. He used justice and money to help the people in trouble. You've been protecting me, moving me around, haven't you? This was all arranged by you, right? Your Highness."
Qianlong smiled and did not answer.
"You're not an ordinary prince. I have a favor to ask of you.”
"Tell me."
"Treat my best friend's throat. My throat has been cured. I can't just watch her and not speak. She's also a victim, an innocent victim.”
"That's fine. I'll send someone to bring her to the capital tomorrow.”
"I don't feel at ease if someone else brings her there. What are you doing here? It's best if you accompany her."
"I want to stay with you for a few days. I like you. I really care about you.”
"I don't need it, but I can promise you that if you find someone to cure my best friend's throat, I can accompany you around the Xianxia Ridge. This place is picturesque, the air is fresh, the birds are singing, and the flowers are fragrant.”
"Alright, I promise you. I'll personally bring her to the capital to find a famous doctor tomorrow. Let's go to the courtyard. I want to talk to you alone.”Qianlong said.
Murong Wanhua did not want to go, but she still followed behind Qianlong to the courtyard.
Gui Fumei was tactful and didn't follow them out. She was still admiring Qianlong's love poem.
"I like you. I really care about you. Come with me. I'll find you a safe place. This isn't a place for long either."
"No, that's impossible."
"Why not? Everything in the world was possible. As long as one worked hard, what was impossible?”
"When it comes to love and extramarital affairs, it's always the woman who suffers. You're good to me. I know you're good to me, but I'm a married woman with a child and a husband. Ever since I met you, many things have happened around me and disturbed my life. I don't know why? I hope that we won't meet or contact each other again in the future.”
"You don't like me? You don't want to be with me?"
"Yes."
"I won't force you to do anything. I'll give you time. I'm willing to wait.”Qianlong said sincerely.
"Don't be so confident. I advise you not to waste your time here.”
Qianlong said with confidence," I will spare no effort to do what I think is worth doing. You will change your mind. I believe in you. I believe in my feelings. I ask you to remember my words. It is enough to have a confidant in life. We should treat each other with the same heart."”
"I don't need to talk nonsense with you. Where is my husband, Wei Zhishu?”
"Why are you asking about him? You still care about him? He's such a heartless man. He's so cruel to you.”
"You must know where he is? Please tell me."
"Guess if I know or not?”
Murong Wanhua asked," You know, maybe you hid him somewhere. Are you the only one here this time? Do you know the person who arranged for me to be here?”
"I'm the only one here. I like peace and quiet.”
"Really? Are you not afraid that others will laugh at you as a prince?”
"What are you laughing at?"
"Staring at a married woman and pestering her.”
"I'm not afraid of others laughing at me for being stupid.”
"Imperial Noble Consort Wei Jiashi is here."
Imperial Noble Consort Su was stunned. Her heart tightened as she asked,""What is she doing here? Uninvited guests, weasels paying New Year's greetings to chickens, they did not have good intentions. Invite her in."
Wei Jiashi walked in with a smile.
"What wind blew Imperial Noble Consort here?" Concubine Su asked in a lukewarm manner. When she woke up in the morning, she heard magpies chirping on the branches. It turned out to be a distinguished guest.”
"I don't come here for no reason. Your personal servant girl was killed by someone. I have always wanted to come and see you. Don't be sad. I express my heartfelt condolences and condolences with an incomparably painful mood. Please accept my condolences.”
Concubine Su said lightly,"What's the big deal about a maid dying?" There are many maids in the palace, I don't care. It's just that as the old saying goes, I'm not afraid of you making a scene today, but I'm afraid that you'll clear the stall later.”
Wei Jiashi replied,"I also heard an old saying: Man plans, God disposes."”
The two of them were very cultured. It was an old saying to PK.
Concubine Su probed,"If you don't want people to know, then don't do it yourself. Paper can't hide fire. Sooner or later, the truth will be revealed. The Empress Dowager will uphold justice." However, there is one thing that I am very worried about Imperial Noble Consort. Right now, the matter of the Imperial Guards Ouyang Changfeng has spread to almost every woman and child in the palace. You have to be careful."
"Rumors stop with the wise. Thank you Imperial Noble Consort for your concern. The Empress Dowager said that she would investigate this matter thoroughly. I am also a person who is not afraid of shadows. Imperial Noble Consort, tell me, who is this person who spread rumors and slander? What was her motive? Wasn't this clearly shooting himself in the foot?”
"I don't understand what you mean by shooting yourself in the foot.”Concubine Su was a little nervous. Facing Wei Jiashi's aggressive gaze, she was a little timid.
As expected, those who came did not come with good intentions. Wei Jiashi might have come prepared. Could it be that she had found some clues? There was no such thing as an impenetrable wall in the world. The ancients were right. If one didn't want others to know, one had to do nothing.
Concubine Su regretted participating in the rumor. If she knew, the Emperor would definitely know. If the Emperor knew, he would definitely be very angry and investigate to the end. He would throw her and the Empress into the Cold Palace. It was a very terrifying thing to stand on the wrong side. Would it be self-defeating? If she wanted to be the Empress, it would backfire and she would become a prisoner? Aijia really brought this upon herself, shooting herself in the foot?
Concubine Su looked at Wei Jia's calm expression and felt a little lacking in confidence. This woman was able to kill the servant girls of two important figures. She was bold and cold. It was obvious that she wanted to kill one as an example to others. However, she was usually submissive, gentle and kind. How could she kill two servant girls? An experienced pet doctor said that a cat in a daze could also be cruel. This Wei Jiashi was not an ordinary warrior, so it was better not to provoke her.
She is indeed my competitor to become the empress. Could it be that I would give this opportunity away without any hesitation? Watching her rise to power and command me blindly while I listen to her orders and remain indifferent?
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