The Concubine in the Palace_The Feast of Masks【Complete】(166)

Thinking of this, she suddenly felt very guilty.

The King of Jin was on duty every day, and she was idle in the mansion. Now she had to be called by someone who finally got a chance to sleep in.

Yao Niang couldn't help but lean towards the King of Jin. Because Xiaobao was beside her, she couldn't say anything flattering. She just pulled the King of Jin's sleeve with her tender white fingertips, twisted it back and forth, and looked at him with her big, sparkling eyes.

The King of Jin didn't intend to give her a good face, as he had spoiled her to be unruly, but the little hand pulling his sleeve was really annoying. The stone-blue fabric made the fingertips look even more like green onions, reminding him of how soft and dexterous these little hands were, and naturally thought of many unspeakable scenes.

Thinking of the unspeakable scenes, his dark eyes couldn't help but fall on her under the new clothes, which looked very tall and straight, with the half-slender white jade neck in the collar, and the white little face and petal-like lips above.

The King of Jin's throat tightened for a moment, and he didn't intend to look up again. If he hadn't forgotten, there was a little kid sitting next to him.

This kid was both quirky and clever. If he saw him, he would lose face as a father in the future. Seeing her pitiful appearance again, he coughed lightly, and turned up his big palm under his sleeve to cover the little hand.

"You will follow the seventh wife when you go there later. Although she is the mistress, she doesn't need to run around in the palace, so she should be free to accompany you. It's just that--"

Seeing that his face was a little gloomy, Yao Niang couldn't help but ask curiously: "What's wrong?"

The King of Jin placed the little hand in his big palm and rubbed it in his palm for a while, and then said: "You need to be careful. Every family has its own complicated affairs. Don't interfere in the family affairs of the seventh family."

The King of Jin didn't say the rest of the words. She finally had someone to talk to, so he didn't want to spoil her fun. At worst, he could turn around and hand over to the seventh son. The seventh son's wife only asked for this, and there would be no problem.

As he was talking, he arrived at the Qing Palace.

Today, the Qing Palace held a wedding. The street in front of the gate was cleaned early in the morning. There were decorations on the door. The steward of the palace stood in front of the door to welcome the guests.

The gates on both sides were open, but the middle gate was not. When the carriage of the Jin Palace arrived, the steward hurriedly winked, and a servant went to open the middle gate, and someone else went in to report.

The carriages and horses were like dragons, but there was a car blocking the front, and the people behind could not get through, so they could only wait behind.

In the capital, the most important thing for begging is to have a good eye. As soon as you see the emblem on the carriage and the guards around the carriage, you know that the person coming is either rich or noble. If you know more, just by looking at the clothes of those guards, you will know that they are the palace guards of the Jin Palace.

Not long after, a tall man walked down from the car.

He was tall and wore a royal blue satin robe with dragon embroidered on the shoulders. The lapels and cuffs were embroidered with complicated patterns in gold thread. His black hair was all gathered on top of his head, and was held with a three-finger-wide red gold crown inlaid with sapphires, which made him look even more handsome, like a god.

He got off the car and took a child from the car, holding him in one hand, and the other hand was still stretched out to the car. The people who witnessed this scene were still wondering what he was going to do, but soon saw a thin, white and tender little hand stretched out from the car, covering the palm of the big hand, and then a woman got out of the car.

The woman wore a red peony flower open sleeve jacket, a twelve-piece pomegranate skirt, a cloud-like bun, and a gold filigree inlaid ruby ​​double phoenix dotted with kingfisher hairpin. Just from the side, you can tell that she is an extremely rare beauty, with skin as white as snow, eyebrows and eyes like a painting, especially the thrilling curve between the waist and hips, which is simply suffocating.

When she got off the car, she looked up at her face in the moment of looking at the lotus face - her eyebrows were like distant black, her eyes were full of anger and coquettishness, and her eyes were bright and shining. What a beauty!

Being stuck in the carriage of the Wang family behind, Wang Defang couldn't help but clench the handkerchief in her hand.

Chapter 132

Wang Defang watched the King of Jin help the woman out of the car.

Today's King of Jin is completely different from that day. That day he was handsome and had a sense of openness. But today he is so handsome that people dare not look directly at him.

It must be said that clothing can well set off a person's temperament. At this time, he was wearing the prince's regular clothes, and he was dazzling, like a god descending from heaven.

In addition to the child in his hand, there was also a woman standing beside him.

Is this woman the concubine who gave birth to two sons for the King of Jin in the legend, the concubine surnamed Su? That's all! Just a foxy woman!

"Fang'er, what are you looking at? There are so many people here, quickly lower the curtain."

The person who spoke was Madam Wang.

The one who came to the Qing Palace to congratulate the Wang family today was Madam Wang, with her youngest daughter Wang Defang.

As a family of the elders, there are naturally many taboos, but it is impossible to be completely uninvolved in the mundane world when living in the capital. At this time, the role of the female family members is revealed. If the men in the family cannot come, the female family members will come forward. Even if there is any problem in the future, it will be enough to say that the women in the family are ignorant.

She looked in the direction of her daughter and immediately frowned: "Whose female family member is this? She is so unruly. It's fine to show up in public, but she actually walks side by side with men. It's really immoral!"

Madam Wang has a long face and fine eyes. She is already a little old. She wears an indigo jacket, a blue-gray horse-faced skirt, and a single bun. Her dress is plain and looks a bit rigid.

Usually, she thought her mother was too rigid and pedantic, but at this moment, Wang Defang felt that nothing could be more right than what her mother said.

"Mother, do you also think this girl is misbehaving?" She asked with a faint smile, with the reservedness and restraint of a lady from a rich family.

Not only is she misbehaving, but in the eyes of Madam Wang, this girl is a demon that attracts bees and butterflies. Madam Wang was born in the Kong family of Shandong. If you ask which Kong family, it is naturally the Kong family of Yanshenggong. But it is not a direct line, but a branch of the branch that has turned several bends.

Even if it is a branch, it is also surnamed Kong, and Madam Wang has always been proud of the surname Kong.

And she has always been proud of being familiar with the Four Books for Women, and she uses this as a model to require her own behavior, so it is not surprising that she thinks Yao Niang's appearance is an eyesore.

"Stop looking at it, it's not dirty. You really don't listen to your mother as you grow older. Sit down and get off the car later."

Wang Defang's eyes flashed with impatience, and she lowered the car curtain.

On the other side, Prince Jin had already brought Yao Niang into the palace. He stayed in the front yard, while Yao Niang took Xiao Bao in a sedan chair and went to the back yard.

The entire Qing Palace was very lively. The servants were all dressed up festively and hurried to and fro. Along the way, they met many well-dressed women who were led by servants to walk in.

The sedan chair came to a courtyard. Compared with the bustle outside, it was very quiet here. Before Yao Niang got off the sedan chair, Princess Qing came out to greet her.

"You are finally here. I have been waiting for you for a long time." Princess Qing smiled, but Yao Niang always felt that something was wrong. When Princess Qing led her in, she suddenly realized that Princess Qing's eyes were a little red, as if she had cried.

Sure enough, after entering the house and sitting down, Princess Qing changed her previous impression of being a lively person to Yao Niang. The whole person was gloomy and silent.

"What's wrong with you?"

Princess Qing was a little distracted. Hearing this, she quickly laughed and said, "Nothing." She said to Xiaobao who was being held by Yuchan, "Come, Aunt Qi will hold you."

Xiaobao obediently let Princess Qing hold him. Seeing him so sensible, Princess Qing smiled and ordered the servants, "Quickly bring the eldest son and the eldest daughter."

Soon, Yan Ge'er and Zhuzhu came.

Yan Ge'er was three years old, and Zhuzhu was only two years old. The brother led the sister, and the two little kids were dressed brightly and cutely, which immediately made Yao Niang's eyes light up.

Especially the two-year-old Zhuzhu, whose hair was shaved off, leaving only two small tufts, and a longevity lock inlaid with gold and jade on her neck. A pair of big eyes, white and cute, really adorable no matter how you look at her.

She was still a little unsteady when she walked, and she was chubby, like a little dumpling. Yao Niang picked her up and put her on her lap, unable to let go, "Zhuzhu is so pretty, Jirou you are so lucky." Jirou is the maiden name of Princess Qing.

Princess Qing couldn't help laughing and joked, "Sister-in-law Xiaowu, how about we exchange, I'll take Zhuzhu for Xiaobao, will you?"

Before Yao Niang answered, Zhuzhu shouted, "No, no, I'm with my brother." That babyish little voice really melted people's hearts.

Putting Zhuzhu down and letting her stay with her brother, Yao Niang sighed: "It's great to have a daughter. I thought I could have a daughter this time, but who would have thought I would have a bad boy."

Princess Qing's eyes flashed, and her smile faded a little: "Look at what you said, others can't envy your blessing, you want to have a daughter." She paused and glanced at her daughter: "Daughters are good, mother's caring little cotton-padded jacket, but more sons are always good."

This is a bit meaningful. Even if Yao Niang wants to play dumb, she is a bit stupid. However, he couldn't help but ask again: "What's wrong with you? What happened?"

Princess Qing forced a smile: "Nothing."

"You said nothing, but I see your eyes are a little red. It's such a good day today, why are you worried?"

Before she finished speaking, Yao Niang's heart suddenly skipped a beat, and she suddenly realized that Princess Qing had only given birth to a son and a daughter. Yan Ge'er was the eldest son, but today was the second son's birthday. If he was not born by Princess Qing, then he was born by another woman. How could it be a good day for Princess Qing?

Especially her own identity, she was also one of the 'other women', at least for those who were also princesses, Yao Niang was embarrassed and didn't know what to do.

Xiao Bao glanced at Yao Niang and sighed in his heart. His silly mother finally understood what she meant. However, the affairs of the Qing Palace were much more complicated than she had imagined. If he remembered correctly——