Wishful Things

Ah Kui is preparing the things to bring for this trip.

Seeing the little maid busy to and fro, Xu Mingyi closed the book, looked at the two fully packed cages, and couldn't help saying: "You only stay in the palace for three days, why do you need to bring so many things? "

Ah Kui raised her head and said, "Girl, this is only half of it!"

The other half of the day has already been tidied up.

And where are these things?

She still doesn't think it's enough!

After all, this is a once-a-year spring hunt, and many wives and ladies will go to it. If others have it, her girls will naturally have it—this is her Aoi's top principle all along.

Seeing that the little maid looked self-sufficient, Xu Mingyi didn't say much anymore. As the saying goes, if you are not in charge of a family, you don't know how expensive it is. For the same reason, she has never had to pack things by herself, so she is naturally a layman in this regard.

So he only confessed: "Don't forget to bring my bow."

Aoi was taken aback.

"What's a girl doing with a bow?"

Xu Mingyi was also stunned: "...Didn't you go to Chunhun?"

"...Yes." Aoi paused for a moment.

It's Haruki, that's right, but those are men's affairs.

Ladies and gentlemen, I just went to enjoy the scenery, talk, laugh and join in the fun... Is it just her girl who is really serious about hunting?

She said why the girl suddenly became interested in this kind of thing, the co-author misunderstanding is here.

Therefore, he hurriedly explained: "This is the first time for the girl to go back. I'm afraid I don't know. Those who go hunting in the mountains are all military officers and princes of various families. The girl's family usually does not participate in hunting."

Only then did Xu Mingyi understand.

But he still said: "Take it with you, just in case you need it."

It doesn't matter if you can't go into the mountain with everyone, if you have free time, you can take Mingshi to practice riding and archery.

Aoi also agreed.

"Just take that—"

Xu Ming pointed to one of the bows hanging on the wall and said.

...

In the early morning of the next day, the servants of the chariots of each government were waiting for each other outside the city gate, and when the holy driver arrived, they headed towards the Quanhe Palace in a mighty way.

The imperial army led the way, and Han Yan led the police guards to surround the emperor's car.

Accompanied by the holy driver at the same time, there are two young men in brocade riding on horseback.

One of them was Wu Chao.

The other is Prince Jing's son who just arrived in Beijing with his father Jing Wang yesterday.

Wu Chao turned his head slightly, and looked at King Jing's carriage behind him from the corner of his eye.

Among the three princes who were ordered to go to Beijing to celebrate the Queen Mother's birthday, King Jing was the first one to go to Beijing.

But when it comes to the three princes, in fact, Yunzhou, which respects the king, is not the closest to the capital.

King Xiang is in Dianzhou, more than three thousand miles away, so it is reasonable to come later.

But King Yan's fief is only a thousand miles away from the capital——

But even so, King Yan must have been the last to enter Beijing.

After all, if it comes too early, I am afraid that some people will speculate and feel uneasy again.

At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded in his ear, interrupting Wu Chao's thoughts.

"Wu Shisun..."

Accompanied by the driver, the horse slowed down a bit, Prince Jing took the reins and leaned towards Wu Chao, smiled politely and said, "Wu Shisun arrived early enough to enter Beijing this time."

"I just want to send my mother to Beijing."

Hearing the words, King Jing's son suddenly said "ah", and hurriedly asked: "Is Mrs. Shizi's health better now?"

Wu Chao glanced at him.

In the line of sight, the boy of sixteen or seventeen was ordinary-looking, and he couldn't hide his dandyism, but his eyes were not mixed with too many colors.

Wu Chao withdrew his gaze, nodded slightly and said, "He has recovered."

His mother was previously ill and lived in Ningyang for a period of time, so this is naturally not a secret that cannot be mentioned.

The respectable palace is far away in Yunzhou.

If you know it, then you must have inquired carefully.

It was nothing.

But this son of King Jing asked about this matter so unabashedly, but it seemed a little too much and out of control of the city.

In this case, if it is not that the mind is too simple, then it is too good at disguising.

And considering that the other party was almost charged with murdering the prince in the palace last year, the former is undoubtedly more likely.

"That's good." Prince Jing smiled, and said something else to Wu Chao.

As the saying goes, the three sentences are not far from the line. As he spoke, he couldn't help but look at the female family car behind him, and then asked in a low voice: "Wu Shisun knows, is the girl from Zhen Guogong's mansion here this time?" ?”

Wu Chao didn't answer, but turned to look at him.

He has only two impressions of this person.

One is about the prince.

The second is that this person had a delusion of wanting to give Xu Mingyi the jade pendant, but fortunately Tianmu finally did something stupid and smashed the jade pendant on the spot.

Could it be that after more than half a year, the evil spirit is still not dead?

"I heard that Miss Xu already has the title of the most beautiful woman in Beijing... She deserves her name." Prince Jing didn't notice anything wrong, and still whispered: "I thought When it comes to beauty, no one can compare to our little lady from Yunzhou. It wasn't until I met Miss Xu that I realized that there is such a stunning beauty in the capital! Wu Shisun, I don't know if you Ningyang can compare..."

"Respect Your Majesty—"

The boy on the horse interrupted him coldly.

Prince Jing was startled, and raised his eyes to look over.

In the line of sight, the young man sitting on the back of a horse with a straight figure and a handsome and cold face frowned slightly, and said with a straight face: "This is not Yunzhou, and the girls in the Duke of Zhen's mansion are not the ones that the prince usually sees. Dust girl, you can speak for your son—to prevent misfortune from your mouth, it is best for your son to be careful with his words."

"..." Prince Jing opened his mouth in astonishment.

The young princes are gathered together... What are you talking about if you don't talk about beauties?

But the other party is so serious, tsk, these children from aristocratic families are really boring.

Furthermore——

How could it be that misfortune comes out of your mouth?

He just whispered, where did the trouble come from? Who can hear?

Besides, this Wu Shisun is too unsociable, if he speaks so bluntly about him, is it possible to talk to him today?

Alas, but who told him that he could reincarnate better than him, he was the grandson of King Dingnan.

If you are not communicative, it doesn't matter so much, after all, it really doesn't need it.

Therefore, he could only smile embarrassingly, and then said: "Wu Shisun reminded you right, I made a slip of the tongue for a while, and I must pay more attention to it in the future..."

The young man on the horse only let out a "huh".

Seeing this, King Jing's son no longer made fun of himself.

Quanhe Palace is a hundred miles away from the suburbs of Beijing. The official road along the way is straight and flat. If you ride a normal horse, you can reach it in at least one and a half hours. However, the holy driver's trip was huge and cumbersome, and he stopped and stopped until it was near the afternoon.

Outside the palace, the luxury cars and sedan chairs of various prefectures stopped, and Xu Mingyi followed Cui Shi one by one and got out of the carriage.

All around are the ladies and gentlemen who are either polite and reserved or warm and friendly.

But at this moment, Xu Mingyi turned his head as if observing something.

I always feel that there is a line of sight behind me, staring at her all the time.