The Princess's Notebook

After laughing enough, the queen gently called Zhao Feiran over and asked him softly about what happened today.

It was so embarrassing that Zhao Feiran was unwilling to say anything.

There was no other way, so the queen ordered someone to summon Song Dajian. Although Song Dajian did not see it with his own eyes, he heard a few words from the audience. This did not bother the queen, and after a few words, she understood everything.

Immediately, he couldn't stop smiling, but for Zhao Feiran's sake, he suppressed it.

"But you were the first to say something bad about the young lady?"

"I...mother..." Zhao Feiran hurriedly explained.

The queen interrupted, "Listen to me. Whether it's me, your father, or your sister, we all told you many years ago that you should control your mouth, so as not to offend people without knowing it. Look, now you have offended someone..."

"To offend a young lady like her, mother, what are you talking about! She is such a high-profile figure, and I am afraid of offending her. It's really a joke."

During the conversation, Zhao Feiran was extremely proud and didn't seem to have any problem at all.

The queen held her breath and ignored it.

"Then why are you in such a hurry to come and look for me and your father?"

"Imperial edict... Imperial edict... Mother, my son is the crown prince. It is ridiculous for him to care about a little lady who has nothing." Zhao Feiran said this stubbornly as if he was angry.

For a moment, the emperor, who had been watching the excitement for a long time, became interested. He wanted to see how far his half-witted son could get.

"That's fine. I'll have someone seal up the imperial edict. It's better to have one less thing to do. I won't have to explain to the ministers of the previous court at the grand court meeting the day after tomorrow why I chose such a person and put him before the Crown Princess to enter the East Palace. That's enough." If he continued, His Majesty was afraid that he couldn't hold back his smile and started to chase people away. "You are injured. It's too disrespectful to take such a trip. Go back and rest well, and let Song Dajian apply some medicine. Don't stand here, just go as you have to!"

Although he had come here in a hurry and had resolved the issue of the imperial edict, Zhao Feiran was still furious and showed no sign of calming down. With His Majesty's order to expel him, he had no choice but to leave.

After the man walked away and was no longer seen, the empress said, "He is still young and doesn't understand. Can't you talk to him in a nice way? You are so happy to see your own son laugh at you."

"Atong, you can't force things to grow."

"What if the young lady really gets married?"

His Majesty chuckled, "Are you confused, Atong? He is the crown prince. If he had not usurped the throne and colluded with the enemy, who could have done anything to him? If you can't even do such a small thing, then I'd better live a few more years and teach Jing'an. Crown Prince, flaws are not scary, but having no means or plans is scary."

Today, each family made mistakes, but the dignity of the royal family must be maintained. Therefore, Wang Kang, the head of the family, was inexplicably reprimanded by His Majesty before going to bed. He was said to be lazy and unenterprising.

Wang Kang is just an embroidered pillow, where is the progress?

Hearing this, he couldn't help but think of Wang Shiqi Niang's trip to the East Palace today. He suddenly felt that His Majesty was giving him a reminder.

The matter is not clear yet, so don't make it public.

Wang Kang was so happy that he did not sleep all night and composed three poems in succession. His poems were full of vigor and ambition, and he compared himself to a roc that was about to take off and fly thousands of miles.

……

Not only Wang Kang did not sleep all night, but also Shiqi Niang from Qiu Shuangju.

I have promised Shopkeeper Xu that I will finish "The Marriage Life of the Little Eunuch" this month, so I have to hurry up. Previously, I wrote that the little eunuch forced his wife to get married, and was so angry that he left on the wedding night. What should I do next?
Shiqi Niang thought about it over and over again, but couldn't come up with any new ideas.

In the past, it was no problem for me to write a handsome yet extremely perverted eunuch following Zhao Feiran’s image, but now that his identity has been exposed, no matter how I persuade myself, I always feel weird in my heart.

Until midnight, the sounds of insects and frogs could be heard, and the emptiness and silence just began.

Volume 5: Dark night conceals crime, morning light illuminates the window

He also said that ever since they got married, the young lady had been crying all day and had never given him a good face. Even an ordinary person would find it unbearable, let alone him, a eunuch.

That day, late at night, while the barefoot ugly maid was sleeping, he quietly pushed open the door of his wife's room. The moonlight was clear, and her delicate face came into view, her face was as beautiful as peaches and plums, like a spring breeze passing through. Her only pair of almond-shaped eyes were closed, and the corners of her eyes were slightly red, like rouge, like tears, and even more like a huge drum hammer.

The eunuch was furious. He walked forward and sat on the edge of the couch, raising his hand in anger as if to slap him. However, he stopped in mid-air and did not move anymore.

After a long time, he slowly placed it on her cheek, gently brushing her face like a treasure, cherishing it.

The skin is so tender and delicate that it can be broken with a touch.

The dark night was not bright enough to embolden people. Gradually, Xiao Huangmen was not satisfied with this and slowly moved his hand down to his chin and neck. Finally, he disappeared into the quilt.

The old tree rustled and swayed... When the morning light brightened, the lady opened her eyes, but there was no trace of the eunuch. There was only a new tooth mark on her neck.

As if she had some memory of what happened last night, she sat in front of the bronze mirror while dressing up in the morning, staring at the blue and red tooth marks in a daze. She ignored the words and expressions of the barefoot ugly maid and just stared in a daze.

The bright morning light shines on the new leaves of the old tree, illuminating a drop of morning dew on the tip, the light scatters in all directions, captivating the heart.

As if she was angry, unwilling, or unable to help herself, the lady raised her hand and touched the teeth marks.

…After the fifth volume, Shiqi Niang wrote the sixth volume the next day: The absurd days were countless, the crimes were endless and too numerous to list; in the seventh volume, the red-sleeved ladies were frequent guests, and it was common to be unable to bear the consequences…

Thanks to the rumors, no one came to disturb her. Shiqi Niang had nothing to do, so she wrote down the daily life of Xiao Huangmen after marriage, from their mutual complaints to their mutual testing. Every volume and every page was her hard work, so she sent it to Manager Xu as soon as possible to print it and make money.

During this period, Sixteen, Eighteen and Nineteen would come and chat a little every day or two, but nothing else.

After handing over the eighth volume, "Little Eunuch", Shiqi Niang suddenly felt that her mind was empty and she couldn't write anything. It happened to be a fine day, so she walked out of the house to chat with Shisi, Shisi and Shiji. As soon as she walked out of the gate of Qiu Shuangju's courtyard, she caught a glimpse of two little maids sweeping the floor and chatting at the same time.

"Why doesn't Mr. Feng San come to make the decision?"

"You don't know! I think it's definitely a failure. You know what kind of family our master, the fourth branch of the Xuandefang Palace, is. Mr. Feng San has such a bright future, why is he still here..."

Shiqi Niang became furious when she heard this. It turned out that during the time she had been recuperating from her injuries, the situation outside Qiu Shuang Residence had become like this.

"It is not your place to gossip about the master's family. It is not appropriate for a girl from a good family to gossip about others behind their backs. You two think you are in a superior position to comment on others' right and wrong, but you don't realize that you are the ones who are wrong. Go find Madam and report to the mistress. I will punish you according to the family rules and will not tolerate you."

After that, she ordered Jingui to go to the main courtyard to pass on the message, and she turned and went to Shiliu Niang's boudoir.

Xiahexuan was still the same as before. The bustle and hustle and bustle of a few days ago was gone, and it seemed particularly deserted, mixed with the chirping of cicadas in the treetops, a unique tranquility in summer.

In the past few years, Shiqi Niang has been concentrating on writing storybooks and has never paid attention to the situation in the mansion. She originally thought that with a poor family like the fourth room and a poor father, few people would care about them and fight for them. However, she didn't expect that living here, there are some things that can never be escaped.

For example, fighting, or flattering the powerful and bullying the weak.

Thinking of this, she chuckled. At that time, when Madam Qian came to propose marriage, people came and went in Xia Hexuan. The dust in the corners that had accumulated over the years was also swept up by the hem of her skirt. Now, it's just a return to the past.

Before she could enter, Shiliu Niang saw her figure through the half-open window and said, "What are you doing here? Why are you walking around instead of taking care of your injuries?"

She was full of smiles, without any sign of loss or hesitation, as if the gossip had never entered her ears.

"Sister came to see you. Don't you know how my wound is? It's nothing serious, just a little skin breakage. It's not that precious."

"You are not precious. Now you are the most precious young lady in our fourth room. Don't you see that these days, except for us few ignorant kids, no one dares to disturb you?" Sixteen invited Seventeen to come in while speaking.

When he entered the inner room, Seventeen saw a sewing basket next to Sixteen. There was a green bamboo pattern embroidered on the corners. It was delicate and elegant, obviously used by a man.

Jokingly: "Well, I was worried about you and came to see you. I even scolded two girls who were gossiping on your behalf, but I didn't expect you to be like this."

"It's just gossip. Everyone talks about it. Why should I bother with them one by one? Besides, what is the situation between me and the Third Young Master? Don't I know it as well as they do?" As he said that, Sixteen pulled Seventeen to sit in front of him and handed over the green bamboo pattern. "Can you help me take a look, please?"

The worry he had when he came here was just a bluff, and Seventeen would naturally get it back.

"Ouch, my eyes hurt, I can't see."

Sixteen pretended to hit her, "You are so precious, but you also have eye pain. I see that you are fascinated by the storybook. I have seen you these days, reading books all the time. If we were not both the fourth room's young lady, I would have thought that some talented girl had come."

Seventeen didn't want to talk about the book any more. "If I had a reputation as a talented woman, Sixteenth Sister might be able to take advantage of me and find a better husband."

"Seventeen, you're always trying to bully me with every word you say. Just wait, I'll ask the maid to go out shopping this morning. Guess what good news she heard? It's all about the Crown Prince and a certain young lady. Do you want to listen? It's even more exciting than your storybook."

Seventeen's heart skipped a beat, and he was stunned for a moment, pretending that he didn't care at all, "Come on, what's the matter? I want to see which one is more exciting, this one or the one that Sixteenth Sister gave me."

"You..." Sixteen had not expected her to speak like this, and paused, "Then I will really tell you, about the affairs between the Crown Prince and the young lady, the secret love in the East Palace, the love at the polo field, and the love at first sight witnessed by the sister-in-law..."

Shiqi Niang suddenly interrupted, "What is this?!"

"Princess Jing'an? If you and the Crown Prince are together, then you will be the eldest sister-in-law!"

Seventeen: ...

"How is it? Is it better than your storybook? Listen to me, read less storybooks, and when you recover from your injuries, go out with me more often..."

Seeing that Sixteen was getting more and more powerful as he spoke, Seventeen had no choice but to use his trump card.

"When will Mr. Feng San come to make his decision?"

Sixteen's face flushed red, and the calmness he had when he was laughing at others just now was gone.

"I...I...he...", risking everything, "It's all because of you. The Third Young Master was just beaten fifty times by His Majesty. How can you make up your mind!"

Seventeen: "What are you talking about? It makes me sound like a troublemaker."

Sixteen: "You...I...can't cure you. His Royal Highness the Crown Prince will come sooner or later! Just wait."

(End of this chapter)