The Princess's Notebook

When he reached the outside of Tianguang Palace, Zhao Feiran suddenly stopped, slowed down, and pretended to walk inside casually.

He stepped on the steps and heard the young lady's voice, and felt something was wrong. Why was he so timid? Tianguang Palace was his own bedroom. Why was he so timid when he came to his own place?

It lacks the demeanor of a crown prince.

Before he could think of a suitable way to enter, he heard Shiqi Niang impatiently ask the palace maid: "When will Your Highness come back? Do I really have something to do? If you come back late, I will really leave."

Zhao Feiran immediately threw his thoughts to the sky and shouted, "If you can't wait, why are you here? You think my East Palace is your Chenguang Palace, you can come and go as you please."

When Seventeenth Lady in the room heard this, she stood up and wanted to come out to argue. After walking three or five steps, she remembered Sixteenth Lady's instructions and spoke in a humble manner.

"Your Highness is back, but are you tired? I heard that His Majesty has sent you on many errands in recent days. I guess I came at the wrong time and disturbed your Highness's government affairs."

Zhao Feiran was extremely pleased, and turned around the partition to enter the inner room. He saw Shiqi Niang alone, wearing a bright red pomegranate skirt, with the hem of the skirt spread out and fell on the blue bricks, filling the entire Tianguang Hall with joy and happiness.

"What are you doing here? Are you here to apologize for what you did earlier?"

The man was stubborn and pretended to sit casually on the side opposite Shiqi Niang. He signaled the palace maid to leave and said there was no need to serve her.

"Apologize?" Shiqi Niang repeated. Could it be that this guy still remembered the quarrel at Fengyu Bridge?

People have to bow their heads under the eaves, not to mention how easy it is to make amends in front of him. Shiqi Niang immediately stopped laughing and apologized seriously. She said that she should never, ever ignore the kindness of His Highness.

Zhao Feiran smacked his lips, "What else?"

"What else?"

The man glanced sideways, then retracted his gaze after a moment.

What about you refusing to see me several times? He □□His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, he has no shame and can't say it.

Seeing him like this, Seventeen understood and decided not to say anything about it but to coax him instead.

"I heard that His Majesty thinks highly of Your Highness, and many important matters in the court are decided by Your Highness. I guess it must be a bit hard. I came to visit and see if Your Highness is okay, if you are tired, if you are anxious or angry. Also, I heard that the moonlight in the East Palace is bright, and I want to come and enjoy the moon with Your Highness."

Knowing clearly that this person was deceiving him, Zhao Feiran couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.

He tried to calm himself down and reminded himself not to be happy too soon, as this person cannot spit out ivory from a dog's mouth.

But the next moment, Shiqi Niang came closer and said, "Your Highness, the weather is nice, can we enjoy the moon?"

Zhao Feiran's heart was beating like a drum, but his face looked normal.

Shiqi Niang was puzzled: Are the tricks in the storybook no longer effective? !
So he moved closer, "Why don't you talk? Do you want some tea or a white melon?"

The girl's skin was as white as cream, and in the moonlight coming in through the window, it was light and translucent. As she spoke, her eyelashes trembled slightly, like a white lotus in the breeze of a mountain stream, separated by thousands of mountains and rivers, and thrown into our hearts.

Zhao Feiran was stunned and didn't say anything. The woman looked at him intently.

Everything is clear and you can see the bottom.

What a beautiful face, Zhao Feiran thought to himself. But when he saw her clear eyes without any distracting thoughts, Zhao Feiran's heart began to sink.

I was happy about her arrival, but she had no idea what I was thinking.

I am unaware of my own anxiety, my own irritability and shortness of breath.

Maybe, she is still thinking about that ordinary young man.

"Just enjoy the moon!" He said, and strode out of the door without waiting for anyone to respond.

What kind of wind is this? Shiqi Niang followed, cursing.

After a while, Song Dajian and others cleaned up and put out chairs, bowls, various dishes, and two pots of drunken wine. Zhao Feiran and the other man sat down and chatted in a serious manner. Shiqi Niang was talking nonsense, so she naturally didn't understand the fun of appreciating the moon.

Thinking of her look just now, the man drank a few sips of osmanthus wine alone, pointed to the sky and recited poems to express his feelings.

Zhao Feiran was born extraordinary, and in the past seventeen years, he had never encountered anything unpleasant. But she happened to him, and he had no chance to turn things around.

At first, when my father said he liked her, Zhao Feiran sneered and was full of disdain. He didn't know what Wang Shiqi was like? ! He was blind to fall in love with such a girl. Later, when he heard that Xu the shopkeeper proposed marriage, he could only think that she was going to marry someone else and couldn't gossip with him anymore. He was bitter and angry, but he had no place to vent.

Later, he tricked her into finding a young man and trapped him in Chenguang Palace with an imperial decree.

I dare not speak clearly or elaborate.

All the sorrow and pain can only fall back into the stomach.

He was so frustrated and incompetent.

As he drank the sweet-scented osmanthus wine, his mind became clearer. Zhao Feiran turned his head to look at Shiqi Niang, who was in a daze, holding her chin with one hand. He handed her a cup and said, "How can we enjoy the moon without good wine?"

Shiqi Niang seemed to come back to her senses from her complicated thoughts and looked at Zhao Feiran with a strange look in her eyes.

"I don't drink. You should drink less too. Government affairs are very heavy, and health is the most important thing."

Zhao Feiran didn't listen, and asked instead: "Why did you come to see me?"

They had met many times, but she never looked for him unless it was something important, let alone refusing to see him in the beginning.

After thinking for a while, Shiqi Niang finally said, "Mr. Feng San's marriage? Was it your idea?"

"it's me."

"If...if...can you cancel the engagement?"

Not knowing what had touched his spine, Zhao Feiran suddenly stood up and said loudly, "Marriage is a serious matter, how can it be treated as a joke? You still want to cancel the engagement? Dream on."

Thinking that he was still drunk, Shiqi Niang spoke kindly to him, "Mr. Feng San, you have a bright future, you can find any kind of young lady you want, why do you have to choose this one?" "What do you know!" He turned sideways, his eyes full of young ladies, and his whole body was filled with contempt.

"When it comes to matters between men and women, if you like her, you like her, and if you don't like her, you don't like her. One more glance or one less glance is not acceptable. If the girl you want is not your wife, how can you live a peaceful life for the rest of your life?"

If we say that at the beginning, Shiqi Niang was hit hard by the contempt all over him, then she was moved by the deep affection in his words.

These words were not spoken of Mr. Feng San, but of himself.

Her heart was a little confused. She took a bite of fruit and drank a sip of tea. After a while, she asked, "What are you talking about?"

Zhao Feiran looked at her, sneered, turned back to the rose chair, and drank another glass of wine.

"Although Feng Ji has some calculations, he is still a good person. With his background and family background, if he were as straightforward as you, he would have been eaten to pieces by others and would not have survived until today. You know what the fourth branch of your Wang family is like without me saying much. Your sixteenth sister is very lucky to have Feng Ji's marriage. Why are you dissatisfied?"

After these words were spoken, Shiqi Niang's heart became even more confused.

She lowered her head to eat the white jade melon, and under the cover of night, she went to see Zhao Feiran. The man was wearing a royal blue cross-collared robe with dark gold patterns, and even in the dark night, it couldn't stop the brilliance and brilliance of the robe.

Shiqi Niang silently calculated in her heart, how much silver it should be?

One hundred taels? Two hundred taels?

She didn't know, she only knew that this was a robe that she could never buy no matter how many books she wrote.

It's not just about money, it's also about royal rules and those in high positions, whose contempt, even if hidden deep in their bones, is revealed in their hair.

She, Wang Shiqi, came from a family of officials, but in their eyes, she was no different from a commoner.

What's more, he already has a lady he likes.

If the young lady he wants is not his wife, how can he have a peaceful life for the rest of his life? These words are full of affection, and Seventeenth Lady, who is used to seeing storybooks, cannot fail to understand them.

"Your Highness, Mr. Feng San is a good man and has a bright future. Is that good?"

"You..." Zhao Feiran was immersed in the loneliness of falling in love with a fool, and didn't understand for a moment, "It's still not good?"

His carelessness hurt Shiqi Niang: "If he is good, then my sister will be happy that this man agrees to marry her. If he is good, our Wang family in Xuandefang will celebrate having such a son-in-law. If he is good..." Shiqi Niang couldn't continue speaking, so she picked up Zhao Feiran's wine glass and took a gulp to give herself courage.

"He is so good, in the eyes of us women, should we be grateful to him?
Marriage is about friendship between two families, not enmity. If you looked down on Yue's family and this young lady from the beginning, why did you insist on this marriage? You have just lost face for His Highness."

As she spoke of Shiliu Niang, she became herself.

Zhao Feiran was not confused, "You...are you talking about yourself?"

Shiqi Niang smiled sadly, with a light in her eyes. She turned her head away from Zhao Feiran and stared up at the crescent moon in the sky.

"Look, what a beautiful moon. It doesn't matter where you look at it."

"Weren't your words at Fengyu Bridge that day false? Do you want to revoke this imperial edict?!" The man spoke with a bitter tone.

She also wants to find an ordinary boy!
"Can it?"

"I'm telling you, don't even think about it. Either your clan is exterminated and your property is confiscated, or you stay in Chenguang Palace and wait for your wedding. You can choose one."

The night wind in late autumn was so cold that it chilled one to the bone. Shiqi Niang turned around and bowed solemnly to Zhao Feiran.

"My parents raised me with grace from heaven, and I, Seventeenth Mother, know the human relationships in this world. If the marriage is to be completed, I have a request, and I hope Your Highness will agree to it."

"You said."

"Chenguang Palace is where Princess Jing'an lived when she was a child. It is not something that a lowly person like me can own. Please, Your Highness, for the sake of our past friendship, let me go home. I will not run around and will wait for my marriage."

Zhao Feiran was so angry that his heart ached. What was going on?

But she looked so selfless and righteous that he really couldn't say anything else.

In this way, the harmonious atmosphere that everyone in the East Palace had longed for turned into mutual suspicion and threats.

Finally, Shiqi Niang left the East Palace for arrangements and returned to Chenguang Palace on her own.

The road spanned most of the palace city, and passed countless palaces and pavilions. Considering that she had just arrived and was unfamiliar with the place, Zhao Feiran followed her in person, although he did not send anyone to see her off according to her request.

The wind is so cold that my clothes are fluttering.

He saw her, supported by the silly girl, step over the threshold and pass the Rihua Gate. The path was slow and the moon was bright. He saw her stumble as if her steps were unsteady. He ran forward two steps, but before he could catch up, the young lady had already stood up with the support of Jingui.

He could only stand, standing far away.

Watch her enter Zhengyang Palace and watch her go to Chenguang Palace.

Maybe tomorrow will be winter, otherwise why would it be so cold?

Zhao Feiran stood not far from the Chenguang Palace and saw the lights in the small building turn on and off.

Only the colorful palace lanterns in Zhengyang Palace remain, emitting bright light.

His legs felt numb, so he stood up and walked away.

He thought that he would find a suitable time to ask his mother how she lived when his father liked Concubine Xu, and how she tried to win back the emperor's heart.

He couldn't believe it. He had never failed before, but he was actually no match for an ordinary young man who didn't even look good.

(End of this chapter)