Idle King's Blind Concubine

Chapter 2 Who Will Marry Her (2)
Crown Prince Nangong Xiyin glanced at his second younger brother in the wheelchair. At this moment, a gust of wind blew up Nangong Xixiang's wide clothes, giving people the illusion that he would be blown away by the wind in the next second, thus turning into smoke.

It also seemed that he shouldn't have been born in this world.On the contrary, he is a bit like a fairy who cannot be cultivated, with a combination of decadent beauty and ethereal taste, people can't help feeling sorry for this younger brother.

Prince Nangong Xiyin sighed slightly, and suddenly didn't know what to say, a trace of deep guilt disappeared from his lowered eyes.And in the pavilion in the distance, a pair of Qingyuan eyes has been quietly watching the interaction of the brothers in the imperial garden, and the eyes never leave their trembling lips.

"Go, find a way to bring this news...to Taifu Sima's ears!" In the pavilion where the second person was clearly invisible, the owner of the eyes stood with his hands behind his back.The easy-going voice was low and soft, mixed with a sense of joy, with a taste of indistinguishability between men and women.

"Yes, Master!" A low voice echoed from nowhere.

After a while, the person who gave the order seemed to have left, but did not cause any fluctuations in the air.The dark figure stood in the gazebo for a while before leaving at a leisurely pace. During this period, he couldn't help murmuring softly, "Perhaps...something should happen to be lively recently!"

Under the twilight of the dewy sky, the Eastern Chu Emperor has already begun to recover.

The sound of hurried footsteps echoed in the streets and alleys, and the continuation direction was the common imperial palace. At this time, it was the time for the morning court.

"Rong Qingyu is here..." Someone yelled in horror, the street that was only slightly chaotic suddenly exploded, and the bustling level was comparable to that of Shijing Street after the opening of the market.In this gray morning, brought the first hustle and bustle.

"Rong Qingyu is here? Run quickly..." Those who heard it hurried forward and ran at a faster pace, not even daring to turn around and apologize for hurting someone.Or one after another avoided, clinging to the wall for fear of being touched by the soft sedan that was about to come.

Then, four muscular bearers approached with a small soft sedan chair, swinging unimpededly on the bluestone floor tiles.Compared with the rioting crowd, the bearer's door looked much calmer.No matter what the others are, the speed is always unhurried, as if silently laughing at the panic and timidity of the passers-by.

The appearance of the sedan chair had to attract some officials who gave way like geckos, and their backs were pressed against the wall of the imperial gate aisle.

I saw that every inch of the cloth on the soft sedan was shining with colorful glimmers, and on the tassels hanging from the four corners, the night pearls the size of pigeon eggs brought the first ray of light under the dim sky.

But looking at the black brocade cloths on the four bearers, and the headgear on the maidservants in green clothes, they are all more expensive than those of some high-ranking officials and dignitaries.

Seeing such a battle, people who don't know, praise this brocade for its prosperity, saying that the owner of this sedan chair is of great wealth, and even a small soft sedan chair is so luxuriously displayed.

Anyone who knows it knows that these colorful colors are to prevent the bearer who carries the sedan chair from being restrained by the owner, and is woven with various spars, or specially made to avoid evil spirits.

The servant girl Rong Huan followed the sedan chair, watching the behavior of the passers-by around, although she was already used to it, she couldn't help but feel sorry for her young lady, Rong Qingyu.

"These people are really too much!" While speaking, Xiu fist was already clenched.The moment he clenched his fist, the bearer's heart trembled, he felt a gust of air rushing across his face, and secretly screamed that something was wrong.This Rong Qingyu's only personal servant girl has a bad temper!

"Huanhuan, how long is it?" At this moment, a soft and pleasant voice came from the sedan chair.There was no trace of joy or anger in the voice.As the name suggests, it is light and soft, like a feather without weight and influence.But listening to it in my heart, it gives people a gentle and lingering taste.

Rong Huan was taken aback when he heard his young lady's words, and quickly regained his composure and replied: "Miss, it's almost here, it won't be half a quarter of an hour!"

"En!" Rong Qingyu responded lightly, seemingly turning a deaf ear to the restlessness of the people outside.

Rong Huan glanced at the car curtain beside him, hesitant to speak.In my heart, I was resenting Sima Yunlong, the concubine of the Sima family who relied on family power to fight against his own lady everywhere.It's just because the people who make the most noise in front of you are all members of the Sima family's henchmen!
The young lady is obviously a nominal tutor, but since she took office, she has always participated in the morning court regardless of the weather.Although he didn't talk much in court, as long as he spoke, he would be squeezed by Sima Yunlong.It is clear that her young lady's talent is not inferior to Sima Yunlong's, and she even thinks it is even worse.It's a pity that God is unfair, giving them such a fate as a kind and gentle lady and such a disabled body.

From her point of view, it must be because after her, there was an extra lady named her own lady.Let Sima Yunlong's reputation as "the world's number one female Taifu" turn into "one of the world's female Taifus", which made her feel dissatisfied.

Thinking of this, Rong Huan sighed sadly for his young lady for the countless times, and shed a tear with sadness in his heart.

"Did you bring all the soybeans I asked you to prepare?" Rong Qingyu asked lightly at this moment.

And how could he not know about the loyalty and consideration of his maid?

However, she had no intention of fighting.No one knows better than her that prosperity, wealth, favor and disgrace, these things are not brought with you when you die.These things were not important to her in the past, they are not important now, and they will not be in the future.The ridiculous thing is that even after three rebirths, she couldn't get rid of her identity as the daughter of the world's richest man!
The reason why she wants to do her best for the imperial court is because this land was once defended by someone she cared about with blood... Although she doesn't know where he is now, since God gave her to be reborn here She couldn't ignore the opportunities on this piece of land.Because, maybe he is beside her invisible, still alive on this land.

Therefore, this land must be safe and sound!

"Bring it, here!" Hearing Rong Qingyu's words, Rong Huan calmed down a little bit of unhappiness, then took out the purse from his waist and made a loud noise.I couldn't help but asked curiously: "Miss, what do you want so many soybeans for?"

"You'll know later!" Rong Qingyu said, her tone was still gentle and slow, and if she listened carefully, she could find a hint of cunning in her tone.

(End of this chapter)