The King's Concubine_The Feast of Masks【Complete】(172)

With such a situation, Princess Qing naturally understood the meaning. Could it be that the golden seal was stolen by Concubine Han?

For a time, her mood was very complicated, with a mixture of joy and sorrow.

The happy thing is that he didn't give the gold seal to Concubine Han, but the sad thing is that if she hadn't listened to the fifth sister-in-law and come to him like this today, the two of them would have had a big fight. Concubine Han's move may seem reckless, but in fact it just bridges the gap between her and Prince Qing, because she never explains anything about Concubine Han in any unnecessary way, while the servant who delivers the message just pinches it. Cut off the beginning and end and only say what is not good for her.

Princess Qing felt like she was enlightened, and she felt that she suddenly became much more awake, and at the same time she felt even more shuddering.

Because she didn't know how many obstacles the other party had put in it, and how many misunderstandings it had caused between her and Prince Qing. And this time when Prince Qing went over, she was pretending to be perfunctory again, but it still had at least some effect.

On the other side, Concubine Han received a report from a servant, saying that King Qing came out of the main courtyard angrily and was heading to Xianyue Pavilion, so she hurriedly went to the mirror to take a look. Feeling satisfied, I just sat down on the big Kang under the window.

On the kang was placed a red sandalwood kang table with a waist and open legs, and a sewing dustpan on it. Concubine Han held a piece of clothing and fiddled with it carefully. It was a winter sweater made for Prince Qing. The warm sun shone in through the window, casting a faint golden light on her, making her skin even more crystal clear. Concubine Han had always been quite weak earlier, but after giving birth to Brother Sheng, she gained a little weight and looked much better than before.

As soon as Prince Qing walked in, he saw this scene.

When Concubine Han saw King Qing, she quickly put down her needle and thread and came over in surprise.

"Cousin, why are you here now? But you have been drinking. I asked the girl to bring you a bowl of sobering tea."

Concubine Han was about to go outside to talk to the girl, but Prince Qing suddenly grabbed her arm.

"cousin?"

"Where is my gold seal?"

Concubine Han's face turned pale.

Her pink lips trembled a little, as if she wanted to say something, but she didn't know how to say it.

"Why didn't you say anything? Why did you steal my king's gold seal? Why did you take my king's gold seal and give it to Brother Sheng to arrest Zhou? What on earth do you want to do?"

Concubine Han cried out, her crystal clear tears falling down one after another. She knelt down with a plop, took out the small seal from her arms with trembling hands, and held it pitifully for Qing. king.

"Cousin, don't blame me. I didn't do it on purpose. I just feel that Brother Sheng is not as noble as the eldest son, and he is not valued by the servants in the house, so I specifically want to give him some weight. You know Brother Sheng Damn it, he gets sick every three days, the nanny and the girl..."

"Don't mention the nanny and the girl. You said before that the nanny and the girl were arranged by the princess. They were careless in serving them, which made Brother Sheng always sick. They were replaced by you, but you chose them yourself." Prince Qing interrupted. His face was full of sorrow and sorrow. He never expected that Concubine Han could do such a thing. What made him even more angry was himself. His gold seal was gone and he was completely ignorant.

"Cousin, I know you won't listen to whatever I explain now, but I really don't have any bad intentions, and I don't want to fight for anything. I know you don't like Brother Sheng. You can't even hug him. I didn't want to hug him because the princess didn't like me, nor did she like Brother Sheng. But I'm a mother and I have to think about my child, so I got carried away and took your golden seal just because I wanted to. Show your respect for Brother Sheng in front of outsiders, and life for us, mother and son, will be easier in the future..."

Concubine Han was sobbing while explaining.

"...I am not a big-time person. I know that people outside look down on me and feel that I am not worthy of being the prince's concubine...Because of me, even Brother Sheng is looked down upon...I have no intention of deceiving him. What you meant was that I planned to come to you to admit my mistake after waiting for it to happen. Now that you know it, it’s better. Cousin, you can punish me, whatever you want..."

Prince Qing frowned and looked at Concubine Han who was crying so hard that he picked up the small seal after a long time and left without looking back.

Before leaving the house, he ordered: "Concubine Han will be confined for one month to think about her past."

After King Qing left, Concubine Han stood up, picked up the sewing dustpan on the Kang table and threw it on the ground.

"Go and find out who said this in front of His Highness!"

Concubine Han prided herself on her concealment, which King Yinqing rarely used, but the night before yesterday, King Qing was resting in Xianyue Pavilion, and she took out the golden seal on the spur of the moment. There are other seals in the pouch. One is missing, and King Qing will not be able to find it for a while.

Moreover, it was only a short day, as long as the servants did not dare to say anything, and the people present that day were all the female relatives of each house, no one would say such a thing in front of King Qing. Everyone will only think that the prince has acquiesced, even the servants and the princess will think so. The servants are afraid of the princess and dare not talk too much. When the prince gets angry and goes to the main courtyard, it is impossible for the princess to explain more due to her character, and the misunderstanding will happen. It must have happened.

When the time came, she just had to put the gold seal back quietly. Even if Prince Qing finds out in the future, she can still say that someone is spreading rumors to frame her. The gold seal used to capture Zhou that day was clearly made by her specifically to bring joy to Brother Sheng. How could it be the prince's gold seal? . She even ordered someone to prepare a gold seal in advance.

As for the person who spread the rumors and framed her, he must be the only one except the princess.

She had planned everything well, but she didn't expect that someone would spill the beans in front of Prince Qing. Concubine Han was very angry and wanted to skin the person who had done her harm alive.

But soon, the person she ordered to investigate came back and reported that no one had mentioned this matter before King Qing. His Highness came back from the front and went directly to the main courtyard.

Could it be that the princess changed her nature and complained to His Highness, so this matter was exposed?

This is the only explanation!

"Well, you Xiao Jirou!" Concubine Han scolded fiercely.

But this time she was destined to suffer a loss, so she could only hide in hiding, but with Brother Sheng by her side, His Highness would always forgive her.

After thinking about the key points, Concubine Han gradually regained her composure.

Wang Defang returned to Wang's house and went to the main courtyard.

Mrs. Wang lived in the main courtyard.

When Wang Defang arrived, Mrs. Wang was resting. As she got older, she developed the habit of sleeping in the afternoon. If she didn't sleep for a while every day, she would be exhausted all day long. Mrs. Wang must sleep for at least an hour every time she takes a nap.

Obviously Wang Defang's arrival was unlucky. She did not go back, but went to the small Buddhist hall at the back to help Mrs. Wang copy Buddhist scriptures.

The small Buddhist hall is filled with the scent of sandalwood all year round. If you smell it once or twice, you won't notice anything. But if you hear it every day, every month, for more than ten years, I'm afraid everyone will feel sick.

Wang Defang suppressed this feeling of nausea, knelt in front of the Buddha's case, and copied Buddhist scriptures one by one. When Mrs. Wang woke up, Wang Defang had already copied more than twenty sheets.

Naturally, the maid reported the arrival of the seventh girl to Mrs. Wang.

"You're the same girl, you're quite pious."

Mrs. Wang sat on the kang, and Wang Defang sat opposite her, asking the maid to lift up her trouser legs and rub her knees. Her skin was thin and her flesh was tender, and her legs turned blue after she knelt for a while. She was probably used to it. When the girl pushed her, she didn't even cry out in pain. Instead, she smiled and said to Mrs. Wang, "My granddaughter should be pious when she prays for her grandmother and grandfather."

Mrs. Wang smiled and narrowed her eyes, obviously very satisfied with Wang Defang's attitude.

She has believed in Buddhism all year round, but her husband and second son do not believe in this. They often say that the son is silent, strange and powerful, and that a gentleman should keep the right path at heart. The Wang family is a heirloom of poetry and calligraphy, and the whole family is a scholar. They believe in gods and worship Buddha, which is not to make people laugh.

But Mrs. Wang was helpless and stubborn. Mr. Wang Ge always loved his wife, so he let her go.

Among the younger generation, not to mention the sons and grandchildren, few of the granddaughters can endure such suffering. Only the seventh girl, Wang Defang, seemed to have a Buddhist nature since she was a child. When she was praying to the Buddha, she could follow her and imitate her. Mrs. Wang initially treated her as a child, mostly out of curiosity and learning to play, until six-year-old Wang Defang was able to copy out a volume of Buddhist scriptures and showed them to her.

From then on, Mrs. Wang treated Wang Defang unusually. She repeatedly said that this child suited her nature. Not only did he look like her, but his temperament also suited hers.

Wang Defang was a direct descendant, and since then her status has far surpassed that of others. She is the best among the grandchildren, and few men are as favored by Mrs. Wang as she is.

They all stood out in front of Mrs. Wang, and naturally they also stood out in front of Mr. Wang Ge. Mr. Wang Ge was busy with court affairs, and he would occasionally mention Wang Defang in his spare time. This is a treatment that Wang Defang's brothers and cousins ​​cannot have.

"Well, you are now a big girl. When Fang'er gets married, grandma will be lonely." Mrs. Wang sighed slightly as she looked at her beauty-like granddaughter.

Wang Defang didn't even bother to lower her trousers, so she came to Mrs. Wang, held her arm, and said coquettishly like a little daughter: "If Fang'er doesn't get married, she will stay with her grandmother from now on."

"Silly girl, there is no big girl who doesn't get married. If it hadn't been for what happened back then, Fang'er would have become the child's mother by now." Mrs. Wang said with some regret.

Hearing this, Wang Defang's expression darkened, and he lowered his head and said nothing.

Wang Defang is seventeen this year. Among the noble girls, there are not all seventeen girls who are not yet married, but there are very few seventeen girls who are not yet engaged. Especially when something happened before, the Wang family canceled the marriage of their former great-grandson Prince Xianhui, and ordinary people would not dare to come to propose marriage.

After breaking off the engagement, coupled with some rumors outside, Wang Defang fell into a very embarrassing situation. No one dared to come to propose marriage, but Mrs. Wang was so anxious that she had been walking around in various houses recently. Much more frequent.