To Hold One’s Joy

  Chapter 75 Dreaming

  The maid hastily arranged her clothes and walked forward quickly.

   "Wait a minute." Luo Sheng stopped, looking suspiciously at the direction the maid was leading the way, "Is this going to the front yard?"

  The maid looked at Luo Sheng blankly and nodded.

   It’s going to the front yard. Miss Luo is wandering around here instead of going to the ladies’ place, isn’t she thinking of going to the front yard.

  Wait, how could she take Miss Luo to the front yard!

  The maid finally regained her sanity, and was afraid for a while.

  She was so confused that she actually wanted to repay her kindness.

  The maid secretly pinched her palms.

   You can’t recognize your benefactor indiscriminately. It was obviously Miss Luo who had to wander around to encounter this kind of thing.

   "What are you taking me to the front yard for?" Luo Sheng frowned, with a serious expression on his face, "Just now I said that I wanted to see King Kaiyang just to get away. Why do I, a lady, go to the front yard when I have nothing to do?"

   "Then, then you—" The maid didn't know what to do.

  Luo Sheng raised his eyebrows reservedly: "Of course I'm looking for my sisters. Lead the way."

  Seeing the maid leading the way honestly, with an unconsciously submissive attitude, Luo Sheng raised his lips and smiled.

  She really loves Miss Luo who can do whatever she wants.

  Be reasonable when you want to be reasonable, and it's only natural if you don't want to be reasonable.

  The arrival of Wei Qiang and Wei Feng made Pingnan Princess smile, especially when she saw her eldest son whom she had not seen for a long time, she even forgot about the unhappiness just now.

   "The crown prince seems to have calmed down a bit, but he has been busy recently?" Princess Pingnan asked softly.

   "Thank you, auntie, for your concern. My nephew has always been fine." Wei Qiang replied politely.

  With the prince being so gentle and refined, others will undoubtedly think that the prince is lenient and courteous, but Princess Pingnan feels sore in her heart.

  Others don't understand, but as a mother, she can't see that her son is divorced from their husband and wife.

  Yes, according to the law, Qiang'er is no longer their son, but a nephew, but after all, she was born in October, and grew up little by little.

  She still remembers the days in the south, Qiang'er would carefully prepare presents on her birthday, and once carved a jade rabbit hairpin for her by herself.

  It is not like now, the gift looks like it was prepared by the people below. It is precious, but it is cold and only precious.

  Princess Pingnan sighed softly in her heart, giving birth to a bit of regret that was difficult to be humane to outsiders.

   "It's been a long time since I came out, I'll go back to the front and tell Uncle Wang that it's time to go back to the palace." After a few simple words, Wei Qiang offered to leave.

  Princess Pingnan's eyes flashed disappointment and reluctance, but she couldn't say anything in full view, and she couldn't even reveal a trace of nostalgia in order to avoid suspicion.

  The emperor has no heirs, but he has many brothers and even more nephews.

  Qiang'er can stand out and be selected by the emperor, I don't know how many palaces are jealous.

  If the Pingnan Palace showed emotions other than gratitude for such good luck, they would be scolded for being cheap and being good-looking.

  The person sitting on that dragon chair also doesn't like the heir to get too close to the original parents.

   "Concubine Mu, I'm going to the front with His Highness."

  Princess Pingnan didn't need to hide her motherly feelings towards Wei Feng, she showed a gentle smile: "Go. I advise your father not to drink too much."

   "Mother, don't worry."

   Watching the two brothers leave, Princess Pingnan was immediately overwhelmed by compliments.

  It is not good for these noble ladies to praise the prince directly, and the words of praise for the young prince should not come out like money.

  Princess Pingnan listened to these words with restraint, and the sadness in her heart quietly dissipated.

  The current situation is the result of the Pingnan Palace's painstaking efforts, and it is true that they should not be too greedy.

  The atmosphere in the front yard was in full swing, even Wei Han drank a couple of cups, his already pale cheeks were stained with a touch of red.

   It's just that his pair of black jade-like pupils are still transparent, sober that he can't be more sober.

  He doesn't like such occasions, but he still wants to come.

  There is no one in this world who can do whatever he wants

  Thinking of this, Wei Han was slightly taken aback, and a figure suddenly appeared in his mind.

   Maybe there are.

  No matter what the world thinks, that girl Luo really lives as she pleases.

  But he doesn't approve of this kind of randomness regardless of the consequences.

  It’s just——Wei Han suddenly thought of the few days we spent together and the two contacts after returning to Beijing, and he hesitated.

  Miss Luo doesn't seem to be reckless, on the contrary, her seemingly arbitrary actions have brought good results.

  For example, Dr. Li was invited...

  Thinking of this, Wei Han felt helpless.

  He has hit the wall several times in succession.

  What did Miss Luo use to impress the genius doctor?

   Wei Han fell into deep thought again.

  There was movement around him, Wei Han glanced sideways.

  Wei Qiang raised his glass to Wei Han: "Uncle Wang thinks today's wine is not to your liking?"

   "No." Wei Han picked up the wine glass and casually touched Wei Qiang's glass, and drank it down.

  The cup is a white jade cup, and the hand holding the cup seems to be whiter than white jade.

   Wei Qiang's eyes fell, and a thought flashed through him: This Uncle Wang is not at all like the Shura who shocked the Northland.

  He is a full nine years older than Wei Han, and therefore, it is really difficult to respect the man in front of him who has just faded from his youthfulness as an elder, and he unconsciously brings scrutiny.

  Of course, with his current status, he doesn't need much respect for most elders.

  Kaiyang King is different.

  King Kaiyang is a sharp knife that deters Northern Qi, and he is highly regarded by his father.

   And the relationship between the crown prince and his father was a bit subtle after all.

  Being not a father and son, it is inevitable that getting along is a bit like walking on thin ice, not to mention that there is no father and son in the Tian family, and there are too many princes who have suffered miserable fates in history.

   Wei Qiang finished his drink calmly, and said with a smile, "Just now I went to my aunt's place, and I met a man on the way."

   Wei Han glanced at him casually.

   "It's Miss Luo." Wei Qiang didn't hold back for too long, paying attention to the other party's expression.

   Wei Han tightened his fingers holding the wine glass, waiting for Wei Qiang to continue talking with a blank expression.

  Meet Miss Luo, why did you tell him?

  Wei Qiang didn't see anything, and laughed: "Miss Luo forced the palace maid to lead her to find Uncle Wang."

   Wei Han's eyebrows moved slightly.

  Forcing the palace maid to lead him to find him?

   "The maid refused, and even caught a small snake to threaten him. Hehe, it seems that Miss Luo is really obsessed with Uncle Wang."

   Wei Han could barely maintain his composure.

  Is the prince really talking about Miss Luo?

   That time he took the initiative to make an appointment, and the other party rejected the request so simply and neatly, he didn't see the slightest lingering dream.

  On the way, he was charged a hundred taels of silver for a bowl of simmered noodles, but he didn't notice that he was still dreaming.

  But catching snakes is something that Miss Luo dares to do.

  A person who is so proficient in dancing a kitchen knife should have chopped a snake with a kitchen knife, right?

   It is said that the snake soup tastes good.

  Chopper—

  Thinking about this, Wei Han inevitably thought of one thing: So the woman who sprinkled a handful of chili noodles in his eyes on that dark and windy night must be Miss Luo.

   "Prince, don't make fun of me." Wei Han thought a lot in his heart, but he didn't show any strangeness on his face.

   "Uncle Wang is not curious about where Miss Luo went?"

   Wei Han choked for breath.

  Where did you go? I can't really come to him, can I?

Good morning.

  (end of this chapter)