7Chapter 7 Returning Home

"Yanji paid homage to the princess, and she invited her to have tea. Wangji Liu Yingying prostrated herself, kowtowed to Mu Hanzhang, took the cup handed over by the maid, and offered it to her with both hands. She had a charming face with a low eyebrow. No expression.

Mu Hanzhang took a sip of tea and rewarded her with a string of South Sea pearls. When she took it, he shouted.

"My servant kowtows to the princess and congratulates her on her wedding." The light and cheerful tone is very pleasing to the ear. Mrs. Li is a concubine and cannot call herself a slave. However, she was born as a maid, so the word "servant" was very smooth.

"Get up." Mu Hanzhang put down the tea cup and rewarded Li with a pair of golden bird hairpins. Naturally, there were no women's accessories in his "dowry", and the people in the Beiwei Hou Mansion would not buy them for him. These were secretly given to him by his biological mother the night before his wedding, for fear that he would be raped by his concubines. Taken lightly.

Seeing the princess's generosity, Mengxi could only restrain herself from the laughter she had been waiting for. No wonder others said that marrying a bastard was worth more than marrying a legitimate daughter. A legitimate daughter can only get a share of dowry money when she gets married, but a concubine can get her share of the family property when she gets married.

Mu Hanzhang lowered his eyes and said slowly: "I am a man. From now on, you must be polite when doing things and speaking. All you need to do is come to say hello in the morning and dusk. You don't need to take care of anything else." The clear voice is very nice and unhurried. The rhythm is not slow but carries an irresistible majesty.

The two of them were busy, and Mrs. Li also put away her playful face.

"If you have nothing else to do, just go back." Mu Hanzhang said calmly.

Liu Yanji glanced at Mrs. Li, who rolled her eyes and said with a smile: "Thank you, Princess. It's just that Madam hasn't come yet. The slaves are waiting outside the door so that we can go back to Xiyuan together." The show is not over yet. After reading it, I can’t just leave.

A cold light flashed in Mu Hanzhang's lowered eyes. The women's twists and turns made him slightly impatient. Just as he was about to ask them to wait in the side hall, he heard a burst of female laughter coming from outside the door. : "I have never seen the prince live like this..."

The sound got closer and closer, and Jing Shao walked in first, with a faint smile on his face. When he saw the person in the room clearly, his face immediately turned cold.

No wonder he met the concubine on the way and insisted on going with him, but it turned out that he was late to meet the princess and used him as a cover. The concubine had already arrived before she arrived. Who was this to show off? The mood that was originally filled with joy because of the whole afternoon of chatting with her brother was suddenly disturbed by Song Lingxin.

The change in Jing Shao's expression naturally caught Mu Hanzhang's eyes, and he thought that this side room was really favored, and he couldn't help but pursed his lips.

"The sisters are all here!" Song Lingxin, who was wearing a bright gouache dress, pretended to be surprised and walked up to Mu Hanzhang to bless herself, "I'm late to send the princess off, so I hope my brother won't blame me. "

elder brother……

When Mu Hanzhang heard this title, he felt the veins on his forehead twitching. In theory, the side wife could call his wife "sister", but since he was a man, he should be called "brother", but why did it sound so awkward?

"From now on, I will still call you princess, and you are not allowed to call me brother." Before the person involved could say anything, Jing Shao had already spoken.

"Your Majesty?" After hearing this, Mrs. Song looked at Jing Shao aggrievedly. It was her privilege as a concubine to call her brother, and the prince's request was like slapping her in the face in front of the princess.

Jing Shao obviously didn't notice her grievance, and murmured in his heart that the name "brother" was like calling him a lover, which was jarring to his ears. After saying that, he ignored everyone's reactions and leaned on the soft couch alone, picking up the half-read book by Mu Hanzhang and reading it.

Song Lingxin felt bored and had to squat down obediently to give Mu Hanzhang a half salute and offer him tea. Mu Hanzhang gave her a pair of jade bracelets, which were of top quality in both color and style. Mrs. Song looked at it and was slightly surprised. She secretly thought that the concubine of the Marquis of Beiwei was not as unpopular in the Marquis' Mansion as rumored.

Mu Hanzhang didn't care what these women thought, he just told them to go back to Xiyuan with a few words of admonishment. Although these concubines were all good-looking, Jiao Lanzhenfen was all his husband's women. Thinking of this, he felt very uncomfortable. The beautiful woman couldn't stop admiring her.

The room finally became quiet. Mu Hanzhang felt that facing these women for a while was more tiring than reading a book all day. Seeing that the book was snatched by Jing Shao, he asked Lan Xuan to find another one.

"Master, "Bishui Sutra Annotations" is in a big box in the warehouse. It's hard to find it after dark." Lan Xuan said with difficulty.

When the prince's palace was built, there was naturally no study room left for the "princess". He had many books, so he could only put a few frequently read ones in the bedroom, and the rest were in the warehouse.

Mu Hanzhang sighed softly, waved his hands and said, "That's all, go and pick up any book from the small box." This Lan Xuan really couldn't speak, so speaking so straightforwardly seemed like he was signaling her to complain in front of the prince.

Jing Shao raised his head and saw the way his brows furrowed, and couldn't help but feel a little distressed: "No need to look for it, I just took a look." As he said that, he stretched out his hand to return the book to him. Mu Hanzhang had to come over and take it, but unexpectedly Jing Shao pulled him to the soft couch.

Mu Hanzhang was unprepared and was pulled onto Jing Shao's body. He immediately blushed and struggled hurriedly: "Your Majesty!"

Jing Shao smiled and sat up, holding her waist tightly: "Sit on the couch, let's watch together."

When Zhixi saw it, she snickered and led the maids out. Mu Hanzhang blushed even harder. The people behind him didn't seem to notice, and even put their chin on her shoulders: "Are you still feeling uncomfortable this afternoon? ?”

The place where his chin rested was itchy, and Mu Hanzhang moved uncomfortably: "Much better."

"Don't worry about those concubines. Li was arranged by the palace when I was a child, and Yan Ji was given by my eldest brother last year. I have never touched her." Jing Shao hugged the person in his arms upwards so that he could lean on him and reduce the burden on his waist and hips.

Originally, he thought that having three wives and four concubines was nothing, but now facing Jun Qing's black eyes that seemed to see through everything, Jing Shao felt a little uneasy in his heart and began to confess honestly.

Mu Hanzhang turned his head to look at him. Was this person helping him understand the true status of women in the inner house so that he could control them more easily? Although he really had no interest in controlling these women, it was indeed very useful for his survival here. After thinking for a moment, he said slowly: "The arrival of the prince's wife today was my negligence. Fortunately, the side lady was alert and did not neglect my brother and sister-in-law."

"Haha, I also forgot about my sister-in-law. I only remembered it during dinner." Jing Shao remembered that he had talked with his brother in the study today, and a smile appeared on his face again.

It seems that Song has made her own decision, Mu Hanzhang understands.

Jing Shao lowered his head and saw the person in his arms still thinking, then he remembered that he was praising Song Lingxin just now, and the smile on his face disappeared completely. What's so good about that woman? Jun Qing has praised him for his alertness: "Song Lingxin's father is the Minister of War. I was afraid of being tripped up when I went to war, so I brought her in."

As he said this, his tone became colder and colder. In his previous life, he was framed by everyone, but Song An, who had been promoted to the Minister of War, kept shrinking his head and refused to refute him. In the end, he used tricks to cheat a divorce letter to save his daughter, and the woman also left the palace as if she was running for her life. Cats and dogs know to fight to the death to protect their masters, and if the woman hadn't exposed her husband and was going to jail, she would have taken his evidence to her father to show her merit.

Mu Hanzhang listened to him quietly, and naturally heard that he disliked the Song family. There was a loneliness in his handsome eyes that he himself did not notice. He could not help but reach out and touch the end of his eyes, but he did not know what to do.

Jing Shao was very surprised by the action of the person in his arms, but he did not dare to move. He watched him touch his face tentatively like a cat, holding his breath for fear of disturbing him. However, the man just put his fingertips on the corner of his eyes and did not move. Jing Shao could not help but tilt his head slightly and kissed the soft palm.

"Hmm..." Mu Hanzhang came back to his senses, exclaimed softly, as if he was burned, quickly retracted his hand, and jumped off the soft couch, "I have to go back tomorrow, early... rest early." After saying this calmly, he turned around and went back to the inner room.

Jing Shao looked at his back as he fled, couldn't help but laugh, got up and followed him.

"Your Highness, I really didn't mean it today." On the carriage back to the Prince's Mansion, Xiao looked at her husband anxiously.

Jingchen glanced at her and said in a deep voice: "Whether it's intentional or not, remember that Jing Shao is my brother, and I won't allow anyone to destroy him by any means." Not even my father! The last sentence was not said, Xiao heard it, and hurriedly responded, but she was worried in her heart. You treat him as a brother, but he may not appreciate it.

Jingchen thought about what his brother said in the study, and couldn't help but smile with relief. His little Shao'er finally grew up.

After three days of returning home, Cheng Wang and his wife got up early to wash.

"Your Highness..." Sitting in the carriage, Mu Hanzhang hesitated to speak, pursed his lips, and swallowed the words again.

"Hmm?" Jing Shao turned around and saw that he was hesitant to speak, so he reached out and held his clenched hands in his palms, "Jun Qing, do you remember what I said yesterday?"

Mu Hanzhang looked up and met Jing Shao's dark eyes full of tenderness, and his heart suddenly relaxed: "If my father mentions the matter of Jiangnan Salt Permit, Your Majesty... don't agree."

Salt Permit? Jing Shao was reminded by this, and then he remembered that Beiwei Hou did want to use him to get on the salt road business. Salt has been controlled by the government since ancient times, or more precisely, it was controlled by several frontier officials. Jiangnan is a place where salt is produced, and the Jiangnan General is on good terms with him, so naturally there are many people who want to use him to get on the salt road, but... this was also one of his crimes back then.