Chapter 137 The Eve of the Banquet
Chapter 137 The Eve of the Banquet
Looking at the three sets of exquisitely crafted new clothes, Shen Shenshen, who felt a little embarrassed for taking advantage of them, asked, "Ms. Zhao, Ms. Qin, these silk shirts must have taken a lot of effort from you and Sister Wei. This... this... Such fine brocade must be from the palace, and the embroidery is so good. How much silver should I pay for them?"
Ask directly for money? As expected, Second Miss Shen is a straightforward person and worth making friends with.
The two looked at each other, and Ms. Zhao continued to speak quickly: "God, don't worry. First, the clothes were commissioned by His Majesty, which is a great honor for Wang Siyi of the Shangfu Bureau. Second, Prince Zhu has already paid a large sum of money to the Shangfu Bureau's Siyi Department in advance."
Ziyuan, her Ziyuan. This man was thoughtful in everything and perfect without any flaws.
Shen Shen smiled brightly and said to Lu Hen, "Hurry up and give the thank-you gifts to the two ladies."
She looked at Zhao and Qin with curved eyebrows and said, "Ladies, you can't compare with Prince Zhu in terms of silver, but you can't compare with me in terms of love. These sweet-scented osmanthus flowers are still the flowers of the osmanthus tree in the yard. They are picked, steamed and dried. You can brew them with oolong tea when you return to the palace, or add some honey and drink it directly. It will leave a lingering fragrance on your lips and teeth. The snacks are still made in our small kitchen. Take them back to the clothing department to share with the clothing department and other ladies."
"Shen Shen is the most caring." Ms. Zhao obviously treated Shen Shen as her own.
Ms. Qin nodded slightly to her: "Thank you."
Mrs. Shen saw that her second daughter was very versatile and felt more at ease about her future marriage into the prince's mansion.
"Zhu Shizi is Zhu Shizi, and Shen'er is Shen'er. Although we have Zhu Shizi's money, the Marquis' Mansion also wants to express its gratitude. Ban Xing, take six taels of silver and give them to the two ladies as a token of the Marquis' Mansion's gratitude. Please ask the two ladies to thank Wei Dianyi after returning to the palace."
"Mrs. Shen, you're welcome. Thank you."
"Thank you, Mrs. Shen."
The two of them accepted it without hesitation. These three pieces of clothing were indeed made by the three of them after four long nights of hard work, so they deserved the money.
After seeing off the two ladies, Madam Shen looked at her second daughter and said, "Shen'er, you should pay respects to your grandmother at Daishan Courtyard as usual tomorrow."
"Mother, Shen'er was punished with a cane, but Grandmother didn't even send anyone to ask about it. Can I not go and pay my respects?"
Madam Shen glanced at her and said, "I'm afraid your grandmother already knows why you were caned. I don't want to ask you about it. In fact, your grandmother cares about Shen'er very much."
Shen Shen stammered, "Mother, I'm afraid you don't even believe this yourself."
"Is it because you are going to become the Crown Prince's consort that you don't listen to your mother anymore? You don't need to be filial anymore?"
The well-behaved Shen Shen immediately bowed and said, "My mother has taught me that my daughter should go to Daishan Courtyard on time tomorrow to pay her respects."
Mrs. Shen was too lazy to argue with her and waved her hand: "Go."
"Mother, I can't sit still for long. I'm just making fun of others. I'll take a few days off for dinner these days."
Mrs. Shen also knew that the wound would not heal so quickly, so she had to go to Daishan Courtyard to sit at dawn. It would be more difficult to heal if she sat there after dinner, so she agreed to Shen Shen's request.
The maid carried the master's new clothes, and the master and servant left the main courtyard and walked towards the blue and white garden.
For today's dinner, Shen Shen specifically instructed the chef of Qinghua Garden to prepare a few side dishes according to the methods he described, and asked Lu Hen to make osmanthus honey. He was waiting for Zhu Yanxiao with great anticipation.
Just after the You hour, a familiar figure walked into the outer hall.
"Ziyuan." Shen Shenshen's eyes narrowed into slits as he smiled.
Zhu Yanxiao walked naturally to the coffee table and sat next to Shen Shenshen.
When Zhu Yanxiao said goodbye yesterday, Shen Shenshen suddenly said, "Ziyuan, if you are free tomorrow, can you come to Qinghua Xiaoyuan for dinner at twilight hour?"
Zhu Yanxiao reached out and gently stroked Shen Shenshen's face, and said gently: "As long as Shen Shen speaks, this prince is free at any time."
Today, at the hour of You, Prince Zhu arrived as promised.
"Luhen, bring in the dinner."
Dinner was quickly placed on the coffee table. It consisted of a few simple dishes. After the two of them finished eating in silence, Lu Hen immediately served them osmanthus honey. The light sweetness mixed with the fragrance of osmanthus was very refreshing.
"Ziyuan, today the clothing department sent over new clothes that were made for me. They are very beautiful. I just learned that Ziyuan spent a large sum of money on the new clothes."
When Shen Shenshen said this, he couldn't help but hug Zhu Yanxiao's waist and leaned on his chest.
"Ziyuan, you are so good to Shenshen. You don't know that I am afraid every day. I am afraid that one day all these thoughts will be given to others. What should I do?"
Zhu Yanxiao hugged her gently, speaking softly, his voice cold and full of affection: "No. This prince does not have the energy or time to pamper other women again. Shen Shen, do you think this prince has a lot of free time and nothing to do, so I do this for you?"
"I'm just feeling uneasy. Ziyuan is so outstanding, there are so many women coveting you."
"God, God, Mu Yejun who covets you also makes this prince uneasy."
"Really?" Shen Shen raised her beautiful face in surprise: "How could it be?"
"Although I don't like it, I have to admit that Mr. Mu also has the handsome appearance and a lot of money that the gods love most."
"How could that be? How could I be so superficial?" Hearing the Crown Prince's 'complaint', Miss Shen pouted in dissatisfaction.
"You still don't admit it?" Zhu Yanxiao smiled faintly and lowered his head to kiss her pouting lips.
Shen Shen was panting slightly from the kiss. After they separated, she played with the hairband behind the prince's head and said, "Tomorrow is the day for the Zhou family's banquet. Does Ziyuan have anything to tell you?"
"This prince will send two secret guards from the palace to protect you in secret. They used to be members of the Feidao Guards, and their strength should not be underestimated."
Shen Shen was very excited when he heard this: "Secret guards? The kind that come and go without a trace?"
"Yes. The Feidao Guards belong to your majesty, and the Dark Guards are the real power of Prince Zhong's Mansion. When Shenshen becomes the Crown Prince's consort, there will also be a Dark Guard to protect you. Therefore, if there is any danger tomorrow, the Dark Guards will notify this Crown Prince first."
Upon hearing Ziyuan's words, Shen Shen felt very sorry for Zhu Yanxiao. The prince was the one that His Majesty feared and guarded the most. He lived under the Emperor's eyes at all times of the day, with no secrets or privacy at all.
The most ruthless imperial family.
Shen Shenshen let go of her favorite hairband and hugged Zhu Yanxiao's waist tightly with both hands.
Suddenly being tightly embraced around the waist, Zhu Yanxiao clearly felt the change in the woman's mood. She understood him, always understood. Everyone only knew that the Prince's Mansion was extremely favored, second only to the emperor, and above ten thousand people. Who knew that having the same surname "Zhu" brought about the risk of walking on thin ice?
"If the God wants to find a secret guard tomorrow." Zhu Yanxiao gently rubbed her long hair: "Just call 'Honghuang'. The two names are 'Hong and Huang' respectively."
"In addition..." Zhu Yanxiao continued: "Regarding the hypothetical drugging incident that Shenshen made a few days ago, this prince also feels that we must be on guard against others."
Then he took out a porcelain bottle from his arms: "There are two Baijie Pills in it. Except for the top-level strange poison, it can cure any ordinary poison in the world."
Shen Shen released his tight embrace, took the small porcelain bottle, opened the bottle cap and sniffed it gently, a strong medicinal aroma filled his nose. After closing the lid, Shen Shen came close to Zhu Yanxiao's face and whispered, "This... Ziyuan, can the medicine in the porcelain bottle be used to... turn into an aphrodisiac?"
Zhu Yanxiao stared at her with an uncertain expression, somewhat used to it but also somewhat helpless: "Yes."
"Then I feel relieved. If it wasn't Zhou Yunxi who did it, it's inevitable that other people in the Zhou family would vent their anger on the eldest daughter, so it's always better to be safe than sorry."
"Better safe than sorry..." Zhu Yanxiao tapped the coffee table with his index finger and said, "God, what you said makes sense. This prince wants to go to Zhou's house tomorrow."
“No, no.” Shen Shenshen waved her hand cheerfully: “You don’t need to do everything yourself, my lord. I can handle all the problems.”
"I know. Shenshen is the smartest and most powerful."
"Of course not. Tomorrow, Miss Ben will wear new clothes from the clothing department to attend the banquet, which will shock all the noble ladies in Dongxiang."
"This prince is looking forward to the rumors about the Second Miss Shen in the capital after tomorrow."
"After all, we can't bring shame to Prince Zhong's Mansion and Ziyuan."
"Even if it was the plump Shen Shen from a few decades ago, this prince would not feel ashamed."
Shen Shenshen had already wrapped her arms around the handsome man's neck: "My Lord, guess what I want... um..."
Before she could finish her words, the second half of her sentence was cut off by the prince's kiss.
The room was filled with silence, and the air was filled with the rich, sweet scent of osmanthus.
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