Rebirth of the Black-bellied Princess Mo

Xia Chu originally planned to leave Beijing at the break of dawn.

Never thought that he and Bingwen had drunk enough time to drink. Bingwen knew that he had a long way to go, and insisted on letting him sleep before leaving.

Xia Chu couldn't beat him, thinking about it, he didn't have to fight for half a day. He slept in the corner of Bingwen's room, and when he woke up, some simple meals were already prepared on the table. There was no one outside the house, Bingwen should have gone to Wentian Pavilion, and the servants have not returned.

After eating at the beginning of Xia, he began to draw his face, pinched the eyebrows and eyes with the disguise glue given by Bingwen, pulled the corners of his mouth down, and splashed some yellow powder, another ordinary picture appeared in the bronze mirror. s face.

Xia Chu was very satisfied, he collected the things, put them in the package and set off on the road, out of the city. He didn't know at this time that his gamble last night had exploded in the hearts of the imperial palace and the people in the capital.

In the early morning, Taifu Wu gave the emperor a vivid description of the scenes he had heard, claiming that he was quite interested in this little prince and wanted to see his demeanor. The emperor was also extremely shocked. He glanced at Xiao Yanjun, and passed a decree to let Xia Chu enter the palace, saying that he wanted to see him off.

When the imperial decree was delivered to the Hou residence, the Hou Ye had already known about it. Xia Chu had already left the residence, so he could only accept the order and go to the palace to explain it.

In Wentian Pavilion, Su Qianan sniffed Bingwen's lingering alcohol smell in the morning and ignored him. Bingwen knew that he had left him last night, and he must be very depressed. At noon, he went out to buy Su Qian'an's favorite food, and dragged him up to the second floor to apologize.

Su Qian'an also knew that her anger was unreasonable, but she couldn't help but feel aggrieved. I feel that the young master is partial, and he doesn't bring himself to drink one.

"When I went out to buy some food just now, the people along the way, large and small shops, were discussing and praising the young master's amazing moment last night. The speed of the rumors and the outcry of the people have actually reached a place that has never been seen before. the height of."

"Is that good or bad?" Seeing that the young master was involved, Su Qian couldn't help but finally ask.

"It's easy to be envied by people with a high reputation, but at this hour, the young master should leave the capital, so it doesn't really matter."

Bingwen thought, I am afraid that Xia Chu himself did not expect it, and only guessed that four lights would bring such a big impact. He also saw last night that Xia Chu hated the Fourth Highness, and he didn't ask why when he was drinking. He didn't think it was important. Since Xia Chu hated it, he also became inexplicably disgusted. This is probably the inexplicable hatred among confidants.

Su Qianan heard that there was nothing wrong, so she felt relieved and couldn't help complaining.

"You were so rude last night."

Bingwen defended in a low voice: "You are the young master who didn't take you. You can't take anger at me like this."

Su Qianan snorted coldly upon hearing this.

"I've packed my lunch for this month. Brother Qian An, don't be angry anymore."

Su Qianan saw that Bingwen, who had always had eyes above the top, had said all of this at this time, and she was no longer pouting, so she walked down the steps, and the two were reconciled as before.

At sunset, Xu Wenlan dragged Xiao Mubai to Yinweizhai for a drink.

In the elegant room with strong autumn feelings, Xu Wenlan sighed to Xiao Mubai: "Now this little Marquis has become the third person I admire in my heart."

Xiao Mubai snorted.

"Your heart is quite spacious, and you two lived in within a few days."

"Mu Bai, are you jealous?" Xu Wenlan teased.

"If you let Master Xu know that there are three men living in your heart, I am afraid that you will be mistaken for your fondness for Longyang."

"Bah." Xu Wenlan sighed, "Don't tarnish my reputation and hurt the hearts of thousands of girls in Beijing."

Xiao Mubai snorted coldly.

"You said that I can be considered as elegant and personable, and my piano skills are the best in the capital. Why is this little Marquis so cold to me, and the alienation that keeps people from thousands of miles away is really the same as yours."

"How do you know he doesn't know how to play the piano?" Xiao Mubai asked rhetorically.

"His knowledge is better than Xiao Yanjun. Although it is shocking, it is acceptable to think about it. He is not in good health, and it is reasonable to lie in bed reading and chatting to relieve boredom. But if he is better than me, then I don't believe it." Xu Wenlan said indifferently.

Xiao Mubai raised his eyebrows to look at him.

"Have you not noticed his hands? They are slender and white, with thick skin, and they have never practiced the violin at all."

Xiao Mubai pondered for a while, then pretended to be serious and asked him, "Xu Wenlan, do you really like Long Yang?"

"Bah bah bah." Xu Wenlan said excitedly: "I just watched him win Xiao Yanjun last night and wanted to know if he would play the piano, so I made a special observation."

"It turns out that you are afraid that he will even gain your reputation as the number one qin artist."

Xiao Mubai nodded meaningfully.

Xu Wenlan looked slightly embarrassed, and Xiao Mubai's words made him feel a little guilty and embarrassed.

"Cough, you said that this little prince is really, and he ran away after he was teased. Now he is famous in the capital, and even Mrs. Wu in the palace is very fond of him, but he went back to the mountain to recuperate." Xu Wenlan awkwardly changed the topic. .

"If he doesn't leave again, I'm afraid that Concubine Li will be unable to hold back her shot."

"This is a young prince, concubine Li is so courageous?" Xu Wenlan asked in shock.

"It's easy to hide with a bright gun, but hard to defend against a dark arrow." Xiao Mubai pondered.

"Last night, according to my observation, even the Fourth Highness himself didn't understand where he offended the little Marquis." Xu Wenlan looked at Xiao Mubai with an inquisitive look, hoping that he could clear up his confusion.

"You look at me with affection, Xiao Yanjun himself doesn't know where I can find out."

Xu Wenlan was disappointed.

"It doesn't matter if he likes the ninth princess to be intimate with her, why is he so enthusiastic about the seventh highness. The two of them have only met twice, how come they are already familiar enough to call each other's names?"

"Three times." Xiao Mubai corrected.

"Uh? Apart from the family banquet and last night, when did the two of them meet in private?" Xu Wenlan asked in surprise.

"On the first day of the new year, Lord Xiahou took him into the palace to explore the spring, and he and the seventh brother met by chance in the imperial garden."

This was when he entered the palace to visit his mother and concubine, and Mu Hong told him tastefully that the little prince was in the corridor of the imperial garden and said to Xiao Zimu, you are different from them.

He didn't take it seriously at the time, but now, he is also interested in this little prince.

"Do you think he has only met three times?" Xu Wenlan said with emotion.

Xiao Mubai shook his head.

Xu Wenlan looked at the mountains outside the window and said, "Now, I am looking forward to what the little Marquis will look like after going down the mountain."

"If you are bullied by him, you can send a letter and complain to me." Xiao Mubai teased.

"When are you going to return to Yucheng?" Xu Wenlan asked earnestly with a playful look.

"Early February."

Xiao Mubai's eyes also drifted towards Yucheng.

"Then for half a month, come and accompany me to eat at this restaurant every day. I want to see how the Fourth Highness came to buy this restaurant."

Xiao Mubai retracted his gaze and turned to Xu Wenlan. Seeing that he had never been serious for more than half a moment, he held his forehead, and scolded in disgust, "You are sick..."