C21

Even though Wei Zhao also shed a few tears every day, it was all fake crying. It was the same as playing ball and falling ball in modern times; everything had been arranged beforehand. She really didn't have many opportunities to truly cry. Unexpectedly, she was about to enter the palace, and this was a great opportunity. Her tears flowed out like she didn't want money, so she didn't cry out loud. Since she wasn't in the mood to care about her eyes, she wiped them off with the back of her hand.

The two of them sat on the brocade bed of the Eight Treasures Ruyi. The brocade bed was filled with small toys that were hurriedly found by Zhao Yun, but it was a pity that Wei Zhao was not in the mood at the moment.

Big Yellow felt as if his heart was melted by her tears. He froze for a second, then yelled, "Someone come in."

Lady Xue had sent Lan Xiang to take care of the two of them. When she heard their shouts, she immediately entered the house.

"Go, find the girl at home. It's best if someone who's 25 years old is called into the courtyard."

As the eldest girl of Lady Xue, Lan Xiang was very efficient. Soon, she started talking back and forth.

Big Cloud got up and went to look first, but he saw that he was covered in cold sweat. Luckily, he came out first to take a look, otherwise these people would have drawn close to his cousin and said, "Look, this is a woman of twenty-five years of age …" Cousin would definitely cry until she fainted.

There were four or five women standing in the yard, and they didn't look as young as Lady Xue. Sha Yun glanced at them worriedly, and didn't want to take a second look. Lan Xiang replied softly, "Young Master, these are all hired locally, they work all year round, and are not as meticulous as the people in our house. On the other hand, the housekeeper who was with the madame was the first-rate servant girl, Zhou Jie. She was now twenty-two years old. She was at least a dozen years younger than them … "

Big Yellow nodded his head, "Okay, I'll take her. Call her over." He then turned around and said to Lan Xiang, "You can't call for these guys for nothing. Everyone will get a bonus pack."

Orchid Fragrance agreed.

After a while, Zhou Jing's family came over. She had tied up her hair into a bun. It was unknown if Lan Xiang had mentioned it before, but she was wearing a light green summer shirt. She looked very capable and refreshing. Big Cloud nodded and beckoned her into the house.

Wei Zhao said, "Cousin, twenty-five years old is also very young. This sister used to serve her mother, but her mother sent her away to marry," Wei Zhao whispered in his ear, "Look at her. When you're twenty-five, she'll definitely be thousands of times better than you."

He straightened himself again and asked the Zhou family seriously, "How old are you this year?"

Zhou Jing's family was extremely quick-witted. He replied, "Your servant has passed the new year, and is now twenty-five years old."

Wei Zhao then raised his eyes to look at her carefully.

Big Cloud nodded like a little adult, "Yes, you're very good." He said to Lan Xiang, "Give her a red packet." Inside the red envelope was a silver horn, which was several times better than the money in his pocket.

After listening to Lan Xiang's report, Madam Xue's face lit up. She clasped her hands and chanted a line of Bodhisattva blessing. Her son used to be depressed, but now that he was enlightened, she knew how to coax and control others.

Lady Xue was rather grateful to Wei Zhao.

At night, Big Cloud wanted to sleep with Wei Zhao.

The two of them together were no more than ten years old, so sleeping a little was not a big deal.

Zhao Yun and Wei Zhao were lying side by side. The two of them looked at each other, and both had a good expression on their faces, and then Zhao Yun whispered to Wei Zhao, "Cousin, don't be scared. When you leave the palace at the age of twenty-five, I'll still be waiting for you, one of us." After saying that, he blushed a little.

Wei Zhao wasn't as long-term or as deep as he'd thought. He was touched by his younger cousin's sincerity and nodded, "Mm, thank you."

He sold himself to thank others!

They called it a conscription reading partner, but not all of them were conscripted. Coincidentally, they were looking for it in the tax-free counties at noon, so the Du couple really couldn't say what it felt like.

When Mr. Qian entered the capital, he specially came to the Du Family to ask if he could bring Wei Zhao over?

Dusu was worried about Li Zhengzheng, so Mr. Qian said, "It's fine, I'll just go and inform them."

In the past few days, Wei Zhao had already understood that things could not be reversed and had become calmer than before. Du Su asked for her opinion and said, "I will follow mister into the capital."

Even if the Du Family couldn't bear to part with her, they had no choice but to send her away.

As expected, Li Zheng did not speak to the Du Family. Mr. Qian's reputation was big and good, so Madame Du Su was slightly relieved.

Boss Du stayed at home and sighed for a few days before starting to work. Suddenly, he heard someone say that one of the family members who attended the election had been sent home. When he went back to tell the Dusu family, the Dusu family had added a hobby of offering incense to the Bodhisattvas. Three incense sticks a day.

Out of the several thousand who participated in the selection, only thirty remained. Ten of them were students chosen by the emperor to accompany the princess, while the other twenty entered the palace voluntarily to accompany them.

Du Su was crying again, while Eldest Brother Du was also sighing. The palace's treatment was really good. There was meat and fish, and those scrubbed off were all forcefully sent back. I heard that there was a little girl a few miles away who was crying and begged to go back.

Besides, Wei Zhao was left behind because he was too ambitious. Why was his child so outstanding? Why didn't he know to hold back?

Her daughter grew more and more handsome, and her father was so ugly in name. Ai, it's fine to be young now, but if someone were to find out in a few years that Wei Zhao didn't have a place to follow Boss Du, then it would be difficult to say!

Thus, Dusu felt that it was fine for the girl to stay in the palace for a few years.

Even though she'd just left Wei Zhao and was tired of living, she'd been worried that Wei Zhao might have a good time eating and drinking in the palace after a few nights of sleep. When she heard that those she'd gotten weren't willing to come back, she was at ease.

That night the couple lay down and talked.

Du Su's foot kicked Boss Du, "Say, do you think our sister will be willing to come back if she gets kicked out?"

Elder Du was mostly honest, so he really thought for a moment. "If it's really like they said, eating well and sleeping well, then if it was me, I wouldn't be happy to come back …"

Du Su's house, "If it was you, they wouldn't even let you go!"

Although Mr. Qian had his own selfish thoughts when it came to informing Wei Zhao about his background, he didn't dare to seriously ask about the face of Emperor Qinghe.

He wanted to make things clear to Wei Zhao in advance, because he was afraid that the emperor wouldn't be happy if he found out. What if the emperor really wanted to tell his daughter in person? Who in the world wouldn't want to be reincarnated in the emperor's house?

But Wei Zhao was different from the others. This girl had her own ideas. Mister Qian was a little worried. He thought of countless ways along the way and finally decided to first find Official Zheng and ask him about the happenings in the palace. His Majesty's thoughts were not allowed to be investigated, but it was still fine to divulge a bit of his feelings.

Ping County was right next to Yan City. Normally, if a horse was fast enough, it would take at most four hours for Wei Zhao to arrive in less than half a day, following Mister Qian's carriage.

The master and disciple both had their own thoughts. Even if they missed lunch, no one would cry out in hunger.

The coachman replied, "Master, we've arrived at the city gate."

Mr. Qian lifted the curtain and looked up. Wei Zhao followed his gaze and saw a tall city gate directly in front of them. There were three wide gates, the middle of which was larger than the ones on both sides, but no one passed through them.

Wei Zhao had expected them to follow the stream of people to the right, but to his surprise, the driver raised his whip and drove the carriage towards the center.

The coachman jumped down from the carriage and handed something to the guard. Wei Zhao saw that the soldier was quickly handing something to a man who was obviously the target of his attention, and the man's gaze immediately fell upon them. She couldn't describe his gaze, but felt that she was nowhere to be seen under his gaze.

Mr. Qian put down the curtain and was indifferent to the negotiations outside. Although Wei Zhao was puzzled, he didn't open his mouth to ask.

If it was before, in the face of such a lively scene, Wei Zhao would have opened the curtains a long time ago. He didn't even have to stick his head out to take a good look, but now, she just sat quietly in the carriage, maintaining her position without moving for nearly six hours.

The pain of separation forced her to grow up quickly.

The young swallows left their nests and went back and forth, suffering unspeakably.

After leaving her mother, she no longer had the desire to tell others about her grievances.

After Wei Zhao entered the palace, Mister Qian first saw the emperor, then he left. When he was at the end of his life, his heart softened as he reported that the princess didn't know of his background.

This was the first time that Wei Zhao and Emperor Qinghe had met, excluding the one time that Weiwei had visited.

The emperor was excited and slightly happy. Wei Zhao, on the other hand, was the opposite.

Perhaps it was because the ignorant were fearless, Wei Zhao wasn't too afraid of the court, but the person who came to pick her up was Senior Official Zheng. Wei Zhao looked at him and vaguely felt that he looked kind, but he couldn't remember where he had seen him before.

Thinking of Mr. Qian's instructions in the car to see and think more, Wei Zhao was filled with doubts, but he didn't say anything. Senior Officer Zheng held her hand and helped her up onto the shoulders of the two eunuchs, softly explaining the structure of the palace.

Just as Wei Zhao stepped into the royal study, a bright yellow light flashed down.

He had been waiting for Wei Zhao for two full hours in the royal study. It wasn't that he didn't know when Wei Zhao would come, but he wasn't in the mood to do anything else now, so he might as well wait.

Wei Zhao heard Huang say a word to the eunuch who had brought her here, then he took her hand and led her inside.

The imperial study was wide and bright, and the hands holding her were very warm. Step by step, he led her to the bed by the window, then lifted her up and placed her on the bed with the bright yellow quilt.

And then he heard the man say, "It's been a long time, isn't it? Are you hungry? "

Wei Zhao shook his head and nodded. A cheerful laughter came from above his head, "Are you hungry?"

Wei Zhao met his gaze without fear, his dark eyes full of doubt. There should be only one person in the world who could wear bright yellow clothes, right? Was this slightly familiar man in front of her the person she thought he was?