Selling wife for fame? Kick out the scumbag and marry the new emperor to enjoy the harem of favors

Chapter 110: Can Make People Happy

Chengming Hall.

Zhao Xingjin seemed a little uninterested at the dinner table.

Xie Jiu saw it, lowered his eyes, and took the initiative to bring up the topic.

"The chrysanthemum is fragrant and the crabs are plump. Now is the perfect time to eat crabs. Your Majesty, please try these crystal crab dumplings. I find them delicious. The crab meat is tender and the crab roe is rich and fragrant."

As he said that, he picked one up for Zhao Xingjin himself.

Zhao Xingjin gave him face and nodded slightly after eating. "It's good. I'll ask the imperial kitchen to steam a whole crab someday. It will taste quite good with chrysanthemum wine."

"I wonder if I can ask for a glass of wine?" Xie Jiu smiled.

She has a pretty face and looks happy.

"What else can I do without you?" Zhao Xingjin's lips curled up, thinking of something relaxing and pleasant. "The autumn weather is bright and refreshing. Setting up a table in the fragrant pavilion of the Chrysanthemum Garden, with delicious food, fine wine and beautiful views, is like stealing a half day of leisure from the busy schedule, relaxing and unwinding."

Xie Jiu blinked when he heard this, "Your Majesty has missed one thing, there is also a beauty."

Zhao Xingjin chuckled, "I can't praise you enough."

As soon as these words were spoken, the woman opposite raised her eyebrows slightly, and her beautiful eyes lit up.

"I'm not talking about myself. The Emperor wants to hold a banquet, and it would be a bit lonely if I were to accompany him alone. Why not invite Liu Baolin? She's skillful with her hands, and her cooking skills are even better. She makes delicious dim sum. I shamelessly asked for some before, and it tasted very good, fresher than the ones in the imperial kitchen. Why don't you ask her to prepare some dim sum and bring it over?"

When Zhao Xingjin heard the three words "Liu Baolin", he didn't respond for a moment.

Xie Jiu's eyes moved, and she thought to herself that the other party might not like her trying to win him over.

He is really a thoughtful person.

"Last time, Liu Baolin's brother was wronged, and it was the emperor who made the decision for her. Liu Baolin also happened to mention it to me and wanted to thank the emperor in person." Xie Jiu added softly.

Zhao Xingjin then said in a deep voice, "In that case, let's call Concubine Wei as well."

The two of them lived together in Zhongcui Palace.

Xie Jiu had no objection, "It's not bad to have more people and it's lively."

After dinner, Zhao Xingjin did not let Xie Jiu leave.

They were dragged together to play chess again.

Seeing that he was in a bad mood, Xie Jiu went along with him.

It was speculated that it was probably because of the royal heirs. After all, Zhao Xingjin went to Fukang Palace first during the day and then turned to Changle Palace. With a little speculation, one could think that it was probably because the Fourth Prince remembered Princess Wenxi.

What a coincidence, it happened to be the anniversary of Concubine Xian's death. The princess must be very sad, and it might also cause Zhao Xingjin to worry about the child.

So while playing chess, Xie Jiu started chatting, "I met Princess Wenxi today, and she seemed to be looking forward to studying at Hongwen Garden."

These words made Zhao Xingjin's eyes flash with surprise, and he raised his head.

"What did she tell you?"

Seeing his reaction, Xie Jiu knew that his guess was right. Zhao Xingjin was a little worried about Princess Wenxi's matter today.

"His Highness said that she used to study with His Highness Zhaoqing and His Highness Lingyi. After school, she could still talk to them. Later, when she went to Hongwen Garden, the sisters could gather together again, and there was also the Fourth Prince." Xie Jiu said softly.

Zhao Xingjin's gaze fell on the chessboard. "I thought she didn't like staying in Weiyang Palace. Whenever I saw her before, she was always timid and silent."

"Perhaps, the teachers in Weiyang Palace are stricter, and the Empress Dowager often personally checks the princesses' homework, which makes Your Highness feel nervous." Xie Jiu answered as if guessing.

In fact, she had already known that Princess Wenxi didn't like going to Weiyang Palace because she found that she was treated differently by the Queen.

The teacher focused more on Zhaoqing and Lingyi, and the queen only paid attention to her own children when checking their homework. This made Princess Wenxi feel like an outsider, like she was just there to take the class for free.

The little girl is sensitive, so she naturally becomes more and more inferior and timid.

However, Xie Jiu also learned from Princess Wenxi that Zhaoqing and Lingyi were quite kind to her, and that there was still affection between the three children. Now that they had left Weiyang Palace and were all attending Hongwenyuan, Princess Wenxi considered herself and her sisters the same, so she still had some expectations.

Zhao Xingjin also understood some of the meaning behind Xie Jiu's words.

Of course, he also knew the queen's character and could guess a little bit about it, so he didn't mention it at this time.

He only said in a deep voice, "Wenxi likes being with you. When you have time, go to Changle Palace to see her more often. She will be happy."

"Don't worry, Your Majesty. I have already made an agreement with the princess and will visit often." Xie Jiu nodded.

After playing two games of chess, it was already late.

Zhao Xingjin was still not satisfied, but thinking that he had to go to court tomorrow, he had to stop.

After washing up, when Zhao Xingjin entered the inner room, he saw Xie Jiu wearing a pastel-colored nightgown, gently fiddling with the candle flame with a pair of copper scissors.

Her long, smooth black hair was draped over her shoulders and extended to her waist, wrapping the woman up with her loose nightgown, making her look as slender as a willow. Hearing the voice behind her, the woman looked up, a smile immediately appearing in her eyes. She put down the copper scissors and walked over quickly, as light as a swallow.

"Your Majesty, please come and take a look." Xie Jiu pulled Zhao Xingjin's hand and hurried to the candlestick.

Zhao Xingjin was puzzled, "What's wrong?"

"Your Majesty, don't say anything. Look here." The dancing candlelight reflected in Xie Jiu's beautiful eyes, making her look particularly lively and alluring.

People couldn't help but do what she said.

Just as Zhao Xingjin looked at the candlestick, he heard a soft "bang" sound, and the lamp flowers exploded crisply, and the flames swayed, as if in joy.

"The lights are popping, and everything is going well. I think whatever troubles the emperor has will be solved." Xie Jiu's eyebrows were curved, and his eyes were full of smiles.

Zhao Xingjin was stunned for a moment, then felt helpless, as if he had seen a child playing a childish game, but he couldn't help but curl up the corners of his lips.

"She always uses these little tricks to please me."

"Then I don't want to see Your Majesty looking worried." Xie Jiu took his hand and shook it gently. "Your Majesty won't think I'm childish, will you?"

How do you say Zhao Xingjin?

At this moment, looking down at the hazy and charming person in the candlelight in front of me, no matter whether the other party is sincere or fake, it really makes people reluctant to say a harsh word.

"Of course not, I'm happy."

Zhao Xingjin held her hand back, his voice so gentle that he didn't even notice it.

He led the man into the tent.

outside the temple.

Yang Zhian saw that all the lights inside were out, and he knew in his heart that there would be no water today.

Indeed, Zhao Xingjin was physically and mentally exhausted today and had no romantic thoughts. The beauty was by his side just to keep him company.

Xie Jiu was a little tired today, so he was happy about it.

Therefore, soon everyone in Chengming Hall fell asleep.

At night, an autumn rain falls, dispelling the heat accumulated during the day and making people sleep comfortably.

However, not everyone is happy on such a night.

For example, outside the palace, in a dilapidated temple on the outskirts of the city, the ragged Wu Quezheng was shivering in the cold and damp night wind.

The dilapidated temple was full of vagrants and beggars. After he was driven out of Zhou Zhiqing's house, he had lost his arrogance after these days of torture. If you didn't look carefully, you wouldn't be able to tell that he was once a top-notch nobleman in the capital.

At this moment, the "nobleman" was staring at a brother and sister who were sleeping close together, because half a piece of bread was exposed in the arms of the four or five-year-old brother.

Finally, he could no longer bear his hunger, so he pounced on it, snatched the cake, and stuffed it into his mouth desperately.