Ten Miles of Red Makeup: The Legend of Ming Yu

Chapter 326 Unique
Chu Mochen only said, "Depending on the situation, I let her go if my feet don't hurt that day. If my feet hurt, she has to stay and beat my legs."

Ming concubine was a little surprised that she didn't reject Chu Yu outright, but Chu Yu couldn't beg anymore when Chu Mochen said this. Could it be that attending the banquet is more important than Chu Mochen's legs?
Chu Yu thanked him, sat down for a while, and then left.

After she left, Ming concubine said slightly surprised, "I thought you had a normal relationship with the girls in the mansion."

Chu Mochen looked out of the window with a look of loneliness in his eyes, "When I was young, I liked to play with my elder brother's buttocks, and Yu'er was the same. She walked closer and was naturally closer than other cousins. Since the second elder brother had an accident, The father named the queen of Zhennan, and the relationship with them has weakened."

Although the head of the house didn't say it clearly, the head of the house was taken from the position of Lord Zhen Guo, and then his father was canonized as the king of Zhennan. How could the head of the house feel like it?
With a grudge, the relationship will naturally become estranged. In the past, he liked to run to the elder brother's yard, and the elder brother often came to visit him. In the past two years, the number of times the elder brother came to Chen Xiangxuan can be counted on one hand.

He clearly felt the estrangement of his elder brother, and what Ming concubine asked him to tell his elder brother, perhaps... his elder brother didn't believe it at all.

Ming concubine sighed in her heart, she could see that Chu Mochen didn't want to fight with Chu Mofeng, but Chu Mofeng was the eldest son of the eldest son, the former heir of the Zhenguo government, and Chu Mochen was the son of Zhennan Prince, they It's too easy for the two to go against each other.

It’s true that every family has scriptures that are difficult to recite. My life is only a few decades, so why should I make myself so tired? Ming concubine really can’t figure it out.

After staying in the study for a while, Chu Mochen went to the backyard to practice walking, while Ming concubine went back to the house to do embroidery.

According to the embroidered picture, Ming concubine embroidered a plum blossom with folded branches. The more she looked at it, the more satisfied she was. Xi'er brought in the cakes, placed the red bean cake on the small table by Ming concubine's hand, and said, "Shizifei, do you still remember Beidinghou Is it Miss Jiang San?"

Ming concubine patted Xi'er on the forehead with an embroidery frame, and said, "Of course I remember, why did you mention her all of a sudden?"

Xi'er pretended to pat her head, and said, "She may marry the eldest son of the East Prince's Mansion, who is the eldest brother of Princess Langhuan."

Ming concubine raised her eyebrows and said, "Maybe? Where did you hear this gossip?"

Xi'er blinked and said, "I just listened to it in the kitchen, and it was freshly baked."

Ming concubine didn't know whether to laugh or cry, so she went to the kitchen to serve a freshly baked pastry, but half a cup of tea was not available, so she brought her a freshly baked gossip?
Ming concubine didn't know what to say, but Xueyan urged enthusiastically, "Then tell me quickly, the imperial concubine is in a hurry."

Ming concubine helped her forehead, she was not in a hurry, she was not so gossip, but eating cakes with gossip, it was not a good feeling.

Xi'er Balabala poured the beans, and said, "The little kitchen maid saw Miss Jiang San from Beidinghou's Mansion leaving the Beauty Pavilion half an hour ago on the street, she was accidentally bumped by someone and jumped forward, what a coincidence He threw the son of the East Prince's Mansion who was about to enter to the ground. He really fell. At that time, many people saw it, and the little girl even watched it. According to her, Miss Jiang San blushed so much that she could bleed, and she was so ashamed. I can’t wait to drill into the cracks in the ground.”

From Xi'er's description, Ming concubine could feel the embarrassment of Miss Jiang San, so she didn't need to see it with her own eyes.

No wonder Xi'er said that Miss Jiang San might be marrying the Prince of the East. In ancient times, when a man and a woman had a physical relationship, they would marry.

This is no longer possible, it is almost a certainty.

It's just that the son of the Eastern King is also a little weak. A girl rushed over, but he couldn't hold him, and was thrown down, so weak that he became tofu.

Ming concubine ate the pastry and asked casually, "How is the prince of the East?"

Xi'er thought for a while and said, "After all, he is the eldest son of the East Prince's Mansion, so he is definitely not bad, but apart from his family background, other things are far worse than the young master's wife."

After finishing speaking, Xi'er added from the bottom of her heart that with a sister like Princess Langhuan, the son of the Eastern Prince is probably not a good person.

After eating two pieces of pastries, Ming concubine cleaned her hands and continued to embroider.

Accompanying Chu Mochen for lunch, Ming concubine was walking in the yard, having nothing to do, she strolled out of Chen Xiangxuan, and when she walked forward, she heard a servant girl jokingly say, "The young master is in the garden right now. How come I didn't see you coming up?"

Immediately afterwards, a servant girl said, "Stop teasing me, you used to jump up to the young master a lot, tell me, are you afraid of the garden being haunted or the young master killing his wife?"

Another servant girl scratched her and said, "The eldest young master is against his wife, not the maidservant! I don't dare to think otherwise, I just think the young master is good-looking..."

"The Shizi is also pretty, why didn't I see you go to the Shizi?" the little maid asked.

"Of course the elder son is good-looking, but the elder son has a bad temper. The young master has such a good temper, gentle and gentle, like... like... Anyway, he is very good."

Xi'er said, "This maid really has no rules, she dared to say that the son has a bad temper."

"They're not wrong," Ming said with a smile.

Xi'er, "..."

Concubine Shizi, if people speak ill of your husband behind your back, it's fine if you don't get angry, how can you think they are right!
Xi'er spoke very loudly, and the two servant girls trembled in fright and did not dare to run away, but Ming concubine's words made them froze on the spot, but Shi Zifei was not angry, and even said what they said was right... Shi Zifei is so miserable, she He must have been bullied by the prince a lot.

Watching Mingyu walking away towards the garden, two sympathetic eyes followed her all the way.

Ming concubine was worried that she couldn't find a chance to apologize to Chu Mofeng, the maid said he was in the garden, so Ming concubine decided to try her luck.

After walking in the garden for a while, I saw a figure standing by the lake, tall and straight like a pine tree, with ink-colored green silk flying down like a waterfall, his brocade robe was lifted by the wind, with an innate noble aura, like a god In this world, it was not Chu Mofeng, but who else.

The place where he was standing was the place where Miss Jiang of Beidinghou Mansion fell into the water and drowned.

I don't know if he is remembering his first fiancée who had a shallow relationship with a deep sin, or is he thinking about the murderer?
But Ming concubine does not shy away from the dead, let alone ghosts and gods. She walked over, and when she heard footsteps, Chu Mofeng turned around slightly, and saw Ming concubine walking towards the sun, wearing a sky blue brocade dress, With a faint smile, a few wisps of the beauty of spring flowers bloomed between the brows.

Ming concubine stepped forward, and he said, "Aren't you afraid?"

What is there to be afraid of?Mingyu smiled elegantly, "I always think that people are scarier than ghosts."

A strange light flashed across Chu Mofeng's eyes, and he said, "Why do you think so?"

Ming concubine cast her eyes on the sparkling water in the distance, and under the sunlight, she looked like a pool of broken gold, dazzling and dazzing.

A misty and ethereal voice came with teasing, "If a person is scared to death by a ghost, he becomes a ghost. Wouldn't it be embarrassing to meet each other?"

Chu Mofeng laughed dumbfounded, "Your opinion...is unique."

(End of this chapter)