The Princess's Notebook

The whole family was full of incompetent people, and Qiao Xin was so angry that he was about to die. Before he could deal with the annoying Mr. Wang Si, within three or five days, he saw someone from the residence of Minister Feng come to discuss the wedding date.

Qiao Xin was sweating profusely. "What kind of discussion is this? If you are in such a hurry, why don't you just send a sedan chair to carry him away?"

Fortunately, she was at home and was stopped by Madam Qiu. "I heard that the date was set by His Royal Highness the Crown Prince himself. Madam, why don't you ask Shiliu Niang?"

This question was not a big deal. Shiliu Niang burst into tears and insisted on breaking off the engagement, "Madam, Feng Ji is a worthless person! We can't settle down!"

"The polo club was fine then. You are just imitating your father. What kind of style are you in?"

"he……"

Sixteen was talking and didn't know how to continue.

Based only on her own guesses and Feng Ji's vague promises, she concluded that he was plotting against the Crown Prince and Seventeenth Niang. If this were to be made public, it would seem that she, Sixteenth Niang, was the only smart person in the world.

Seeing that the man was shy and silent, Qiao Xin drank some tea to calm down, "I heard that the servant named Hongyu came to talk to you a few days ago."

"Yes, it means the ninth day of the winter month, which is extremely auspicious."

Everyone in the mansion, except Wang Kang from the front yard who Qiao Xin looked down upon, knew about it, so Shiliu Niang had no chance to lie.

"I also heard that it was His Royal Highness the Crown Prince who summoned the Third Master Feng, and then decided on this date. Is that true?"

"That's exactly what the Third Young Master said that day. But..."

Thinking of the black-hearted and black-eyed Feng Ji, Shiliu Niang really wanted to go into the palace and tear Zhao Feiran's stinky mouth apart.

"Madam, can I go see Shiqi Niang? I want to talk to her."

With this sudden remark, Qiao Xin thought that the sisters were about to get married and wanted to express their true feelings.

"After all this fuss, you just want to go to the palace to talk to Shiqi Niang. Just come. I'll send someone to deliver a letter to the palace right away. Also, I'll take your permission from Madam Qian in the Shangshu Mansion."

"I……"

She wanted to struggle again, but Sixteen gave up. If this trip went well, she and Feng Ji would never have another chance, so what else could she say?

On the afternoon of the third day, Sixteenth Lady met Seventeenth Lady in Chenguang Hall.

In less than half a month, the Seventeenth Lady in front of her seemed to be completely different from the one in her memory. The Seventeenth Lady now wore a skirt with golden lotus flowers and pearl-embroidered shoes, and her clothes were exquisite. In addition, the crowd of little palace maids followed her and served her, and there was a faint sweetness in their movements, like a fairy in the sky.

"Sixteenth sister, why are you standing there like an idiot? We are still sisters."

Sixteen flicked his sleeves and stepped forward, "Humph, I just haven't seen such a scene before, and my eyes are dazzled. Bring me all the good tea, snacks and fruits you have. I won't be polite."

Without any instructions, someone had already brought in various snacks and took care of everything silently. The little maids filed out one after another, leaving the two sisters to talk.

Since they entered the palace this morning, they talked about who they met and what they said, and then talked about the interesting things that happened in the family recently.

Suddenly, Sixteen laughed and said, "You don't know, ever since you entered the palace, Aunt Feng has been thinking about you all the time, saying that you are pitiful and have no parents to take care of you. She also said that the Crown Prince is a precious person, and if you accidentally make him angry, her wife will probably cry and wash her face with tears every night. We all advised her that the emperor and the queen in the palace are all good to you, so don't worry, just take good care of yourself. Guess what Aunt Feng said later?"

Shiqi Niang felt bitter and asked, "What did you say?"

"Aunt Feng said that we should let our father die? In that case, you will have to go home to attend the funeral and observe mourning for three years." Shiliu Niang laughed.

The tears that were about to burst out of Shiqi Niang suddenly retracted and she burst out laughing.

"Don't worry, there's more!"

"Huh? What else?"

Shiliu looked around and saw that there was no one around. "Madam told Aunt Feng that the imperial decree had been issued, that is, she would observe mourning for three years, and the Crown Princess would still be the Crown Princess, nothing could change. Aunt Feng heard this and said that Father could still live for another two years..."

After that, the two sisters talked about Aunt Shangguan's illness, the marriages of their brothers, and also talked about that bastard father and what troubles he had caused.

After a long time, Sixteen asked, "Have you been able to see His Royal Highness the Crown Prince these days?"

Shiqi Niang's heart skipped a beat, and her eyes rolled back and forth, "Why are you asking this?"

Sixteen eyes were clear and his mind was clear, "Did you have a fight?!"

"What are you quarreling about? I'm following the Empress and Nanny Wan to study the palace rules. I don't have time to quarrel."

"You're still lying to me?" Shiliu Niang lowered her head to look into her eyes. "We sisters grew up together, how could you still lie to me? Tell me, why did you quarrel? I'll give you some advice."

"No," Seventeenth Lady denied it and asked, "Sixteenth Sister, you suddenly mentioned the Crown Prince, but is there something wrong outside the palace?"

Speaking of this, it’s really upsetting.

Sixteen sighed, "Hey, I originally thought that I would find you to have a good talk and cancel my marriage with Feng Ji. Who would have thought that you would have a quarrel with His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. This... I..."

"Whether we quarrel or not, what does it have to do with Mr. Feng San?"

Perhaps because he saw that Seventeenth Lady really didn't want to talk about herself, Sixteenth Lady did not hide anything and told her clearly how the Crown Prince had someone to talk to and how Feng Ji had someone set a date.

Shiqi Niang asked: "Why do you want to cancel the engagement? What about the Polo Club's plan that you mentioned before?"

"You put it lightly," Sixteen imitated Seventeen's just-mentioned behavior and repeated the "Polo Club's plan", rolling his eyes at Seventeen, "You haven't had any contact with Feng Ji, this man is evil and rotten. When we first met, he used all kinds of tricks to make you feel close to him. I thought he was a good person at the time, but I didn't know that it was only because of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. Seventeen, you don't know, if it weren't for him Feng Ji, maybe you wouldn't have been brought down at the Polo Club, and there wouldn't have been all those ups and downs in the streets, and you wouldn't have been..."

Sixteen said this, feeling very apologetic and even a little regretful.

Seventeen could only keep serving tea and water. Because she didn't know where to start, the grievance between her and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince had already happened. With Feng Ji or without him, it was only a matter of time.

It was strange that Huitong Bookstore was extremely lively that day.

"Did you listen to me?" Sixteenth Lady took a sip of tea and saw that Seventeen was absent-minded. "I said, Feng Ji is a wicked man who has caused you and me to be like this. This man dared to plot against the Crown Prince. If I marry him in the future, there will be no way for me to survive!"

"Sixteenth sister, didn't you say before that Mr. Feng San was the best you could find? Do you regret it now?"

"I..." Sixteenth Lady turned her head to look at Seventeen and said seriously, "I, Wang Sixteenth Lady, am not a good person. I know that. I only want to climb up and live a good life. No matter what, I still have a life, right? Do you think I will enjoy it after I die?!"

There was some truth in this. Shiqi Niang had to nod.

"Then...why don't you think about it again? If you really don't want to, we can discuss another way."

"Don't think about it anymore. Feng Ji is full of tricks. How can I defeat him? Back off, back off. Anyway, I am the sister of the future Crown Princess. Everyone will look up to me. It would be OK to find a young master with an extraordinary family background and appearance."

After confirming with Sixteenth Mother again and again, Seventeenth Mother felt that she did not seem to be afraid or uneasy about getting married soon. She agreed and said that she would ask Zhao Feiran when she found a suitable opportunity.

After sending Sixteen away in the afternoon, the young lady sat there blankly. She and Zhao Feiran had a quarrel, but it wasn't a quarrel either.

Since the battle at Fengyu Bridge that day, Shiqi Niang not only wrote "A Little Wolf Dog in the East Palace", but also "The Sequel to Little Eunuch", "The Evil Boy"... It can be said that she has arranged Zhao Feiran from the inside out, from top to bottom. Later, when she heard that he came to Zhengyang Palace to pay respects, she was quite afraid to meet him.

Hiding for quite a while.

Hiding is not a solution. Jin Gui asks from time to time, and the Empress also asks from time to time.

Whenever this happened, Shiqi Niang felt indescribably irritated. She felt that it was indeed wrong for her to gossip about others behind their backs, but if she were asked to meet Zhao Feiran, she was afraid that if something went wrong, they would start a quarrel.

He hesitated for a long time, and until dinner the next day, he thought about the news sent from home that Madam Qian would come to his house in a few days and he could not wait any longer.

Shiqi Niang then walked towards the East Palace, looking back every few steps.

When you reach the Four Treasure Houses and pass through the Rihua Gate, the Tianguang Hall of the Eastern Palace will be right in front of you.

The golden glow of the sunset shines through the forest and leaves, illuminating everything obliquely. On the top of the Tianguang Palace wall, a towering ancient cypress reveals half of its figure, and its canopy casts a shadow, making the palace wall look even more majestic.

As soon as she stepped into the corner of the East Palace, the guards and the palace maids either looked at her from the corner of their eyes or greeted her with laughter. In the Zhanshi Mansion, which was out of sight, several gray-haired old men even started a gambling game. It was said that when Shiqi Niang came here, would the oppression of these days be dissipated immediately or tomorrow morning.

Shiqi Niang felt more and more uneasy as she walked, and before she had taken three or five steps, she wanted to retreat. How about this matter, I'd better ask the queen for some advice.

Unexpectedly, before she could retreat back to the Rihua Gate, Song Dajian came over breathlessly, "Madam, since you are here, you should sit for a while. The East Palace has a lot of new things, including the white jade and jade melons that were tributed the other day, and some more. I will bring them to you..."

Under the arrangements of Grand Eunuch Song and three or five young palace maids and eunuchs, Shiqi Niang seemed to be carried by someone and entered the Tianguang Palace in a daze to eat the white jade emerald melon.

To be more attentive, Supervisor Song deliberately called two well-behaved, sensible and good-looking little maids to serve him.

Shiqi Niang took a bite of white jade melon and a bite of five-spice crisps: This...are all the people in the East Palace so polite?
Why does their master have such a dog mouth? !
After settling everything, Supervisor Song turned around and rushed to Youchunfang to ask for help.

He was an old man, his legs and feet trembling from running, "Your Highness, the young lady is coming, coming!"

Zhao Feiran's eyes sparkled, then disappeared in an instant, pretending to be reserved: "What is she doing here?"

Song Dajian was worried, "He said he came to visit His Highness."

"I'm fine. Go tell her that I'm not someone she can see just because she wants to. Go back quickly."

Song Dajian's heart ached, "Your Highness, if you would do me the honor of seeing you, it took me about half the length of the palace city to get here from Zhengyang Palace."

"She is a piece of shit, she doesn't even know how to use a sedan chair, what does she have to do with me?"

Not knowing how long Zhao Feiran would be so stubborn, Song Dajian looked at the people in the room, hoping to get some help. But he saw three or five people from Youchunfang, looking down and laughing, not wanting to see their highness being stubborn.

Finally, Song Dajian had no choice but to use his trump card, "The lady said that she has evening classes soon and will be leaving in about half an hour. In this case, I will send someone to escort the lady back to Zhengyang Palace on foot."

Zhao Feiran nodded.

With no other options, Song Dajian staggered out of the door, thinking that if he delayed a little on the way, he might get a different result.

Inside the Youchunfang, court officials dared not speak. They buried their heads in their work and turned a deaf ear to what was happening outside.

About half an incense stick later, Zhao Feiran said, "Zhang Yue from the Ministry of Revenue has been transferred to the position of Deputy Envoy of Dingsantai River. In the case of Mingyue murder in Jingdu, Sun Du from the Tenth Household has been ordered to help..."

With just ten sentences, the government affairs that had been discussed for a long time were finalized.

Then, everyone saw that he was calm and composed and went out.

I guess he must have gone to see the young lady.

For a moment, You Chunfang was wailing, and His Highness's skills in tormenting people had become even better.

As soon as he entered the room, adding fragrance and affection, everyone was exhausted from working for half the night.

Zhao Feiran didn't care about these things. After he went out, his pace became faster and faster.

That ignorant Wang Shiqi, wouldn't really be gone, right?

(End of this chapter)