Chapter 82

These four words, like a slip of the tongue, are light and fluffy. Behind it, however, there is an infinite depth of meaning.

Rong Xiangmian heard his heart fluctuate and raised his eyes to meet King Yu’s line of sight.

His face was a bit pale, no emotions could be seen.

Until being stared at for a long time, he realized that she was asking a silent question, and said warmly: “Your Highness, you never need to think about what origin favors children, and you never need to worry about someone competing with you for anything. As I said, everything in Yu Wang Fu is yours.”

Seeing Wangfei faintly smiling, not taking it seriously, Zhou Xian Yang loses his smile, even Princess Hui treats her like that, she really doesn’t hold much hope for anyone. He didn’t want to say much, after all, he would know in time.

Xiang Xiang took advantage of his good mood to plead for mercy: ”This matter, Your Highness, can you not spread it to the palace? It’s not good for Princess Hui and the Yuhang House.”

King Yu’s eyes are low: “This time, I can look at you and Xian Yao’s sake and not pursue the matter. You should also clarify your boundaries with Concubine Hui. Although she is an elder, her hands should not reach out to you.”

Rong Xiangmian nodded, the two of them had nothing to say for a while, drank the medicine, had breakfast separately, and rested separately.

After lying down for the whole day, Rong Xiangmian was alive and well again the next day. Yuhang’s fever has also slightly improved, but still coughing.

After seeing him, Xiangmian hears that the little county princess is visiting and goes out to meet the guests.

Baozhu already know that he was arranged marriage, to the future great aunt actually shy up, pretend unhappy: “the day before yesterday small Rong general also take the polo hit me in the face it …… I hold a grudge!”

Seeing her shyness, Rong Xiangwang understood at once. Rong Xiangwang’s youthful vigor and dazzling elegance, it is hard not to let a young girl’s heart. In that case, it was a beautiful thing.

“My father said to wait for two years before letting me marry over, stay in the capital for a few more days, I have to go back first.”

Rong Xiangshi then said, “In these few days, I’ll take you to have fun, and also let you meet your future mother-in-law and sister-in-law.”

Bao Zhu nodded, period, “Do you think General Xiao Rong will …… be as good as King Yu?”

“?” Zhou Xian Yang slept for a day and a half, bored to death, and was coming from the study to the upper room, when he heard this outside the house, his feet stalled, and it was not good to go in. He looked at Feiyun, who was guarding the door, face to face.

Rong Xiangmian was also asked by this straightforward words, half a long time before receiving: “You …… you think that Yu Wang is very good is it?”

“Right.”

“Then a while ago, the Empress Mother wanted to marry you off to the Yuhang Mansion, how did that make you unhappy?”

Bao Zhu rolled her eyes, “It’s not like I want to marry King Yuh! I just envy you! I can really see that on and off the field, King Yup can’t take his eyes off of you.

Whether he’s competing with Kunlun in archery, scoring a goal on the field, or saying something funny to someone else, he always has to look at you from afar first. You’re the only thing in his heart and eyes. I wonder if General Xiao Rong will be so good …… too.”

Rong Xiangmian’s face went numb at her words, “Really?”

“Yes, don’t you know?” Bao Zhu was surprised as hell.

“He …… was looking at me? Not looking at someone else?”

“Naturally, he was looking at you! How could I be wrong!”

Zhou Xian Yang asked himself on the outside: was there such a thing? He had never noticed.

“You’re such a strange person! Isn’t he your husband?” Bao Zhu got up and pulled her, “Go, take me to see your sister’s little baby!”

Hearing this, Zhou Xian Yang made a wink to Feiyun and immediately turned around and headed out, but unfortunately he didn’t go far before being called out, “Your Highness, King Yu, we’re going to the Duke of Chang’s Mansion. Are you going or not?”

Zhou Xian Yang pretended to pass by, “County princess, let the princess accompany you. There’s something going on in the mansion, and I have to keep an eye on the Buddha Hall.”

This last sentence was said to Rong Xiangyang. She knew that it was the matter of her mother’s tablet.

“His Highness is still sick, let Xiao Bei keep an eye on this matter.”

“There’s no harm in moving around, it’s faster than lying down.”

In case there were still some people in the residence who had different intentions, they agreed to enshrine the tablet in a place where outsiders couldn’t see it. At the Buddha Hall, a mechanism needs to be added.

When Xiangmian passed by King Yu, she said, “Hard work, Your Highness.”

“What’s the point of being polite to me, Your Highness?”

“Is this what you call raising your eyebrows and respecting each other?” Bao Zhu only knew a few idioms and used them all in one breath. The words she had just spoken broke through what neither person had realized. At this moment, with four eyes facing each other, both had some indescribable emotions.

Zhou Xian Yang coughed uncomfortably and said, “I’ll let Xiao Nan accompany you, just accompany the little county princess to enjoy herself to the fullest.”

Seeing that Rong Xiangyang was in a good mood, he was pulled away by Bao Zhu.

Bao Zhu is really energetic, Rong Xiang Yu and Rong Xiang See can’t stand her. One day to play with small dolls, one day to play polo, one day to go to the Da Bianen Temple to burn incense, one day to go to Fengming Mountain to climb high …… every day to make trouble until the end of the night before going back to the home to meet each other are already exhausted, messy wash, head down to sleep.

Zhou Xian Yang himself step by step staring at the Buddha Hall and Jing Yi Garden repair, idle back to the study to read, drink medicine to maintain the disease, he slowly well.

After a few days, the palace practiced for the old prince of Dan. After returning from the palace, Zhou Xianyang took Rong Xiangmei to the newly repaired Buddha Hall.

At first glance, it looks like an unusual style of Buddha hall in the capital. Yul Wang walks over to the offering table and gently turns the right candlestick, only to hear a subtle ringing sound coming from it.

The whole statue of Buddha even behind the wall are turning, all turned to the back to go, and meet the mother’s tablet on this side of the quiet stand:

Mother Chu Tian’s memorial tablet

Everyone only knows that the Duke of England had an Aunt Chu, who was Consort Yü’s birth mother. Only Rong Xiangmian still remembers his mother’s name.

Looking at Consort Yu’s expression of joy and sorrow, Zhou Xian Yang’s heart could not help but be moved: “The tablet was quietly sought by Xiao Bei outside of the capital to do a good job, you can rest assured.”

He burned three pillars of incense and handed them to Rong Xiangmian, who knelt down in the hall with the incense and paid three obeisances, which he took over and helped her insert into the incense burner in front of the spirit, completing her rituals.

Rong Xiangmian put her hands together: “Mother, my daughter will often come to offer incense to you, may you have peace in heaven. Thanks to the temple’s understanding, my daughter was able to fulfill her filial piety, please bless His Highness and his mother to be reunited soon, so that I can also help him honor his filial piety.”

Zhou Xian Yang’s heart was shaken by these words, he had never told anyone what was going on in his heart, nor did he dare to do so, but she had guessed it all, and understood him, and didn’t mind the trouble it might bring her.

Zhou Xianyang was overwhelmed with emotion and did not know how to thank the princess.

After the worship, Zhou Xian Yang restored the Buddha Hall to its original state. He doesn’t believe in Buddhism, so he goes out and stands outside the door, watching Rong Xiangmian kneeling quietly in front of the Buddha to offer prayers, and surprisingly, he also develops some reliance on the gods and Buddhas: for the sake of her piety, please ask the gods and Buddhas to have mercy on her and fulfill her heart’s desire.

Xiangmian walks out of the Buddha Hall, sees Yuhang guarding the door, smiles and says: “Go back, change the medicine.”

Yü Wang suddenly leans in and hugs her, his scent as bitter as pine and bamboo in the snow instantly invades her.

He didn’t say anything, but Xiangmian guessed what he wanted to say and patted him on the back, “Everything will be fine.”

Back in the house, the two of them changed the gauze in front of the dresser as usual. Rong Xiangmian saw that the wound had already healed by fifty percent and let go of his heart. While rebandaging him, he asked, “Only just got back, see Xiao Bei packed two carts of stuff, is he going out of town?”

Zhou Xian hesitates, it’s hard to say, “The Emperor asked me to go to Jiangzhou.”

“Because of the flood?” Rong Xiangshi blurted out.

“You know?”

“In the past few days of gathering, I happened to have met the young lady of the Household Minister’s family. It said that this year’s disaster in Jiangzhou was especially great, and the court wanted to send people down to provide relief.”

“Right, the Emperor assigned someone special to me to supervise it. Otherwise those money and grain, I don’t know how much of it will be divided up at the local level.”

Suddenly to be separated, Rong Xiangmei’s mood lowered, “When will you move?”

“Tomorrow.”

“So soon?”

“Today into the palace, Chongzheng Hall passed me to say. Jing Yi Yuan plaque has been hung up, all over the couplets to let the old Meng wrote please engraved good, there are still some cleanup sweeping work. You have nothing to go to the palace to accompany the empress dowager and the empress, or go back to the state house with your sister-in-law and sisters to have fun. I can come back in a month at the earliest.”

Rong Xiangmian muttered, “It’s not easy to make a summer garden, but you’re not in the capital for the summer!”

“It’s not like that garden is going to run away, if you don’t take shelter from the summer heat this year, does it mean you won’t do so next year?” Zhou Xian Yang smiled and relieved her.

“Then you need to bring more people with you, the outside world is not like the capital, it’s chaotic, so you need to be extra careful. His majesty is also really mean, this kind of hard work is given to you, why don’t you let King Li go? Why don’t you let King Li do it? Isn’t he good at taking care of things? Your hand is still not well all …… sick and just right, there pouring rain, you are sick again how to do?”

Zhou Xian Yang smiled and embraced the suddenly chatty princess into his arms, patting her back like he was calming an anxious little animal. The jasmine water in her hair smelled fresh, and she was used to smelling it all this time, so Zhou Xian Yang buried his nose in her hair and took a deep breath, “Can’t bear to part with me?”

Rong Xiangmian immediately hammers Yulong: “Not at all.” After a while, she asked, “Can I go with you?”

“I’d like to, but it’s not like that.”

“Then I’ll go prepare your luggage, don’t miss anything.”

Zhou Xian Yang pulled her back and sat on his lap, “It’s all taken care of, I’m out all the time, I still don’t know how to pack my own luggage?”

Rong Xiangyang was a bit chagrined, “Why didn’t His Majesty say so earlier? If I knew you were going away tomorrow, I wouldn’t have accompanied Bao Zhu to play in the dark every day!”

Zhou Xian Yang couldn’t help but laugh, “You’ve been at home with me for so long, haven’t you gotten tired of looking at this face? I see that you’re out having a good time every day, and you don’t even come back for dinner.”

Rong Xiang See’s eyebrow tightened: “What are you talking about? I think you’re tired of me and can’t wait to go out and enjoy yourself on the rivers and seas.”

Zhou Xian Yang was simply laughed at by her, pinched her nose and gently twisted it, “You are really good at hitting back.”

Rong Xiangmian slapped his hand away, got up in a huff, lowered the curtain and went inside.

Zhou Xian Yang stood outside the tent, through the hazy veil, looking at the curvaceous figure inside leaning against the bed, and was suddenly fond of it, “Your Highness, I’ve gotten better. I won’t sleep in the study today.”

“Oh, then lay the soft couch yourself.”

Zhou Xian Yang: “The soft couch is broken.”

Xiangyang got up and lifted the tent to see that one leg was really neatly missing under the couch, crookedly there.

She smiled wryly, “Doesn’t your highness know how to do all kinds of carpentry? Isn’t it easy to fix a stool leg?”

Zhou Xian Yang smiled and lowered his body, pleading softly, “Your Highness, for the sake of the long journey tomorrow, let me sleep on the bed. In all the time we’ve been married, I’ve only slept here one night.”

Rong Xiangshi let out a softly related sound and moved inward to make more than enough room for him.