I Am This Type of Woman Chapter 104: City (bug fix)

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The carriage trudged forward in the thick snow. The Guardsman driving the carriage deliberately made the horse run faster, but unexpectedly the horse's soles slipped and the carriage swayed on the road.

"Be careful," Shi Jin rode up to the coachman and said with a stern face, "If I hurt Princess Fule, who of you can afford to pay for it?"

"Yes," the guard who acted as the groom was so frightened that he sweated on his forehead, and he was a little confused. Isn't there supposed to be a conflict between the Shi family and the Ban family? Why did the deputy commander not seem to have much regard for Princess Fule? Much resentment?

However, people of their status cannot understand the grievances and grievances between nobles. Since the deputy commander does not want to take this opportunity to deal with Princess Fule, he will not offend such a noble person.

Banhua held up the snow rabbit hairpin on her temples, pretending that she didn't hear the conversation outside, lifted the curtain and took a look outside. She was almost at the palace.

"Deputy Commander Shi," there was a **** waiting at the entrance of the palace. When he saw Deputy Commander Shi, he hurriedly said, "Your Majesty has ordered the princess to take the carriage directly to Dayue Palace without dismounting."

Shi Jin looked back at the carriage behind him, nodded slightly and said, "I understand."

The guards guarding the door didn't even raise their heads. They allowed the luxurious carriage to pass by in a hurry without even looking at it. The shaft of the carriage pressed a deep mark into the snow at the entrance of the palace. Only after they could no longer be seen did the guards dare to exchange a look.

The Marquis of Cheng'an entered the palace just as Princess Fule was burning incense. Why is Your Majesty so anxious to summon them?

"Vice Commander Shi," Banhua, who was sitting in the carriage, asked, "Isn't there something wrong with riding a carriage in the Forbidden Palace?"

Shi Jin tightened the reins, stepped aside and cupped his hands: "Princess, this is your Majesty's order."

Ban Hua chuckled with unknown meaning: "This time, no one should drag me out of the carriage, right?"

Shi Jin looked solemn and said respectfully: "The princess' words are serious, I dare not offend you."

When he tripped Princess Fule's horse in the Forbidden Palace, it almost became something he couldn't let go of. Now that he heard Banhua mention this, he felt ashamed, regretful, and a little reluctant. Clear sourness and regret.

If he had not tripped Banhua's horse that day, but had accompanied her to see His Majesty, maybe...

He smiled bitterly, feeling that he was a little too whimsical.

Banhua laughed, and she didn't say another word until the carriage stopped in front of the main entrance of Dayue Palace.

"Princess, the Dayue Palace has arrived."

Banhua stepped out of the carriage, and the guards around him lowered their heads and took a step back. Even the commander Shi Jin also dismounted and maintained a respectful posture. He lowered his head, and all he could see were a few blue gems embroidered on the plain fur shoes, which matched well with the blue lotus embroidered on her white palace skirt.

"I have seen the princess." Several female officials came up to greet her. Some held umbrellas for Banhua, while others offered Banhua a hand warmer. They were respectful and awe-inspiring.

Seeing Banhua enter the inner hall surrounded by palace maids, Shi Jin stood there for a while. It was not until the subordinates around him called him that he came back to his senses and said: "Stay here for a while. If your majesty needs it, we will I can also react."

Thinking of His Majesty's current temper, several imperial guards were also frightened, so they listened to Shi Jin's words and stood outside to guard.

Banhua walked into the outer hall and saw that Rong Xia had already arrived. He was wearing a blue brocade robe and had a sick look on his face.

There was a charcoal basin in the hall, which was very warm. Banhua took off his fox fur and walked to Rong Xia, "You arrived before me?"

Aren't you sick? You are in such a hurry?

Rong Xia covered her mouth with a handkerchief and coughed a few times: "Your Majesty summoned you urgently, so it was faster."

He put down the handkerchief, took Banhua's hand and held it in his palm. Banhua's still cold palm was immediately enveloped in warmth. She glanced worriedly in the direction of the inner hall and wanted to say something, but she didn't say anything.

Wang De walked out just at this time. He saw the two people's hands intertwined and stepped forward to salute: "Princess, Lord Marquis, your majesty invites you in."

Banhua glanced at Wang De, who smiled and stepped aside.

"Let's go." Rong Xia squeezed Banhua's delicate fingers before reluctantly letting go of her hand.

When Banhua walked into the inner hall, he almost vomited due to the strange smell inside. The smell of incense candles mixed with the smell of medicine almost made her breathless. But she knew that she couldn't show any emotion on her face, otherwise Emperor Yun Qing would definitely explode.

As Banhua expected, Emperor Yunqing's eyes fell on them since the two of them entered the palace. It wasn't until the two of them got closer that Emperor Yun Qing closed his eyes.

"Your Majesty," Banhua stood a few steps away from the dragon bed, looking at the aging man with concern and innocence, "do you miss me again?"

"Yes," Emperor Yun Qing opened his eyes, looked at Banhua and said, "I think of you."

"Everyone take a seat."

Banhua pulled Rong Xia and sat down on the chair. By the way, she took an orange with thin skin and good color from the lotus leaf fish plate and peeled it. After peeling, she found that her hands were stained with orange peel oil. She It was inconvenient to even reach for the handkerchief I had on my body.

Rong Xia quietly took out her handkerchief, took Banhua's hand and wiped it clean. Banhua generously gave him a small half of the orange.

"You girl, you have a fiancé, so you won't share the food with me?" Emperor Yunqing's voice was a little vague, and Banhua was a little confused. It's not that His Majesty is already well, why can't he speak as well as she did last time? The time is neat.

"This thing is too cold. I don't dare to eat more, and I don't want to waste it, so I have to let him pick out the rest and eat it." Banhua smiled and peeled off a piece of the orange in his hand and fed it to Emperor Yunqing's mouth. , "We can just eat this."

She classified herself and Emperor Yun Qing as "we", implying that in her heart, Emperor Yun Qing was one of her own. Although Rong Xia was her fiancé, his status in her heart was still lower than that of Emperor Yun Qing. .

Emperor Yunqing was really amused by her and ate the orange slice, "Come on, this thing is very cold, I don't like eating it."

"I know that your Majesty specially ordered this for me," Banhua said happily, "Thank you for your love, Your Majesty."

This thing was not specially prepared, but Emperor Yunqing didn't say anything to refute after seeing Banhua's happy look. He looked at Rong Xia, who was sitting quietly aside. He hadn't seen him for a while. Rong Xia had lost a lot of weight. The illness on his face had not disappeared, and his face was so pale that there was no trace of blood.

"Jun Po, I called you and Hua Tou here today because I want you to do something for me." Emperor Yun Qing said, "I liked the picture of the door **** you drew for me last time. Today you Draw another one."

"Yes," Rong Xia looked at Emperor Yun Qing and hesitated, "Your Majesty, you should also pay more attention to your health."

Emperor Yun Qing knew that he was concerned about his body and sighed slightly: "I understand."

Two eunuchs brought in a table with pens, inks, paper, inkstones and paints ready. Looking at this posture, Emperor Yun Qing wanted to watch Rong Xia paint on the spot.

"Your Majesty, Marquis Cheng'an can paint, what can I do?" Banhua turned to look at Emperor Yunqing with a troubled look on his face, "Don't let me write inscriptions."

Emperor Yun Qing smiled and said, "Just embroider a few stitches on this purse for me."

Only then did Banhua see that on the table that the **** brought up, in addition to painting tools, there was also a simple and elegant purse with no patterns on it.

"Your Majesty, it's not like you don't know what my daughter's embroidery looks like," Banhua took the purse, took out the needle and sat on the chair closest to Emperor Yunqing, "Don't make fun of the ugly embroidery. ."

The room fell silent as Banhua held the needle and embroidered the word "Fu Shou" crookedly, and could only hear Rong Xia's coughing from time to time. After embroidering the word "Fu", Banhua looked up at Rong Xia's back. Rong Xia coughed lightly and turned to look back at her.

When their eyes met, Banhua blinked, lowered his head and continued to struggle with the word longevity.

Looking at the childish expression between the two, Emperor Yun Qing suddenly remembered that he had once been young and had fallen in love with a beautiful woman. But he had already forgotten what that charming woman looked like, he only remembered that she seemed to be married.

"Your Majesty," Rong Xia put down the pen, "Wei Chen's painting is ready."

Emperor Yunqing didn't even look at the door **** painting, he just let the eunuchs in and asked them to paste the door **** on the door of the inner hall.

Rong Xia's eyebrows moved slightly, looking at Emperor Yun Qing's somewhat frantic eyes, she walked to Banhua's side. Banhua's purse was similarly embroidered, but the embroidery work was really poor. Even he couldn't bear to say a good word about it.

But Emperor Yunqing liked it very much. After making the bag, he couldn't wait to stuff it under the pillow.

Ban Hua felt that something was wrong with Emperor Yun Qing. His words and deeds did not sound like a courageous emperor, but more like a seven or eight-year-old child who could not control his emotions.

He specially asked them to rush here in a heavy snowy day just to let them paint and embroider purses. How is this any different from a foolish king?

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty?" Banhua noticed that Emperor Yun Qing had closed his eyes. She exchanged a look with Rong Xia and stepped out lightly.

After leaving the inner hall and breathing in the fresh air outside, Banhua felt that her body and mind became more comfortable. She glanced at the palace maids and eunuchs standing solemnly in the outer hall, and waved to Wang De who was closest to her, "Mr. Wang , His Majesty fell asleep."

Wang De smiled when he heard this, led the two of them out of the Dayue Palace, and then gave them a big salute, "I'm going to trouble the Marquis and the princess today."

Ban Hua smiled and said: "Being able to come and see His Majesty is a good thing that not many people can hope for." But when she said this, she turned her head and glanced at Rong Xian, who was wearing a navy blue fur coat next to her. , she was worried that his body couldn't bear it, so she said directly, "Eunuch, since your majesty is resting, we don't dare to disturb you anymore, so we say goodbye."

"Walk slowly."

Wang De glanced at Rong Xia, saluted him, and then turned back to Dayue Palace.

The imperial guards guarding outside the palace gate relaxed their mood when they saw Rong Xia and Banhua coming out, delivered by Wang De himself. It seemed that His Majesty was in a good mood today.

After they picked up the person, they naturally wanted to send him away. Banhua helped Rong Xia get on the carriage, turned to the guards and said, "If you can help me, I will go back with Mr. Ronghou."

According to the rules, it is not appropriate for men and women to ride in the same carriage together, but these two are going to get married soon. In detail, it doesn’t matter much. They can save some things, so no one raised any objections. .

"Deputy Commander, why not let your subordinates..."

"No need, just let me make this trip," Shi Jin said expressionlessly, "I picked up Princess Fule, so naturally I want to send her back safely."

"Yes."

Banhua sat in the carriage and looked at Rong Xia worriedly: "How is your health?"

Rong Xia shook her head: "It's okay." He took Banhua's hand and wrote three words on her palm.

Don't worry.

"You..." Banhua remembered that the person guarding outside was Shi Jin, so he said, "I have hot pot at home tonight, you can go too."

Rong Xia nodded: "Okay."

Outside the carriage, Shi Jin stared straight ahead, snowflakes falling in his hair, and soon his hair turned white. Another subordinate wanted to hold an umbrella for him, but he refused.

The subordinates noticed that he was not in a good mood, so they did not dare to say anything more.

The carriage stopped at the Marquis Cheng'an Mansion. The person who got off the carriage first was not Rong Xia but Banhua.

She jumped off the carriage, turned around and stretched out her hand to the people in the carriage, "Come down, I will help you."

"Cough cough cough." Rong Xia coughed, lifted the curtain and walked out. Looking at the hand stretched out in front of him, he took it without hesitation. After getting off the carriage, he covered his mouth with a handkerchief and smiled at Shi Jin, "Deputy Commander Lao Shi will send us back."

"It is your duty, Marquis Cheng'an, there is no need to be polite."

Rong Xia smiled even more gently and led Banhua into the front door of Ban's house.

"Tsk," after the two of them walked into the door, a guard said angrily, "Why are these scholars so virtuous? They are so weak that they need a woman to support them, like a pretty boy." What's even more hateful is Yes, Princess Fule is so beautiful, and Marquis Cheng'an is embarrassed to let the princess support her, so why should he be so shameless?

Can't you be more manly?

"Okay," Shi Jin looked a little cold, "If you want to gossip about others, why not go back and practice your sword skills."

If you can get closer to the beauty, who cares if you are a man or not?

Rong Xia held Ban Hua's hand and felt comfortable all over. She no longer coughed or breathed. Her pale face became rosy. She even ate a big bowl of hot pot. vegetable. All the weakness and lingering on the sick bed were in vain.

In the end, he used the reason that it was snowy and windy and he was weak, so he stayed at Ban's house for one night, which solidified his determination to marry Banhua.

Emperor Yunqing woke up the next morning. After waking up, he ate two bowls of porridge and a few snacks, and his face became a little more shiny.

"Wang De," Emperor Yunqing suddenly said to Wang De beside him, "there is a saying among the people that it is called Chongxi?"

"Your Majesty," Wang De looked at Emperor Yun Qing hesitantly, "there is indeed such a statement, but..."

"Do you think it will bring joy if I allow Marquis Cheng'an and Princess Fule to get married in the palace?"

"Your Majesty," Wang De knelt down in front of Emperor Yunqing with a frightened voice, "Princess Fule and Marquis Cheng'an are just foreign ministers. How can they get married in the palace? This is against the rules of the ancestors."

"One of them is my niece and the other is my nephew. It is not too absurd to get married in the palace," Emperor Yunqing said again, "I see that the wedding date they set is too late. It will be in December. There is a good day, and it happens to be the filial piety period for the eldest princess. Isn’t the day just right?"

Wang De knelt on the ground and didn't want to wake up. He was just a eunuch, so he still had to worry about the ancestral rules?

"Go and call the people from Qintian Prison to see if there are any good days in December."

Wang De resigned after receiving the order, but only went to Qintian Prison to deliberately reveal the news.

Your Majesty will definitely not allow Marquis Chengan and Princess Fule to get married in the palace. However, it is indeed feasible to set the wedding date in December, because December 28th is a good day. The external explanation is that it is suitable for the room and IKEA, which is perfect.

After the queen heard the news, she rushed to Dayue Palace and persuaded Emperor Yunqing for a long time before he gave up the idea of ​​letting the two get married in the palace. However, the idea of ​​"joy" in Emperor Yunqing's heart was too much. This was so deep-rooted that in the end he actually gave the two of them a villa in the suburbs of Beijing, and in the name of the Imperial Supervisor saying that it would be better for them to get married here.

The feng shui of the villas where emperors lived is naturally not bad. The only problem is that the villas where emperors lived in the Daye Dynasty are generally rewarded to future generations, but there is no precedent for rewarding them to foreign ministers. Not only that, Emperor Yunqing treated the marriage between Marquis Cheng'an and Princess Fule with the same enthusiasm as when he married his own son.

What's more, when Prince Ning got married, Emperor Yunqing was not so enthusiastic.

So a mysterious gossip spread, that is, Marquis Cheng'an is actually His Majesty's child, that's why he let him marry his favorite female descendant. Now that he is so ill, he still wants to marry Marquis Cheng'an. Worrying endlessly.

When these people spread rumors, they suddenly forgot that when the news about the marriage between Marquis Cheng An and Princess Fule was first reported, these people also said that Marquis Cheng An was forced by His Majesty to marry Princess Fule. Now they changed Marquis Chengcheng'an is His Majesty's illegitimate son, so he let him marry his most favored descendant.

Logic is the most useless thing when it comes to rumors.

When the Ban family learned what Emperor Yunqing meant, the whole family was confused. When their descendants get married, the parents should decide the date. What does Emperor Yunqing care about? Why is the twenty-eighth day of the twelfth lunar month a good day? No matter how good the day is, what does it have to do with you?

Ban Huai was so angry that he smashed several tea sets at home, but they could not refuse His Majesty's "kindness".

"Master, this tea set is six hundred taels," Yin said coldly as Ban Huai smashed the tea sets. After he had almost smashed the tea sets, he said, "You have smashed nearly two thousand taels of silver in total."

"Madam," Ban Huai gasped, "I just feel so angry."

"You must swallow this breath even if you are angry," Yinshi sneered, "Didn't you listen to what those people in the palace said? Your Majesty is most concerned about this marriage recently. Because of this marriage, you can't sleep well. If he can't eat, if you jump out to stop him, see if he goes crazy."

"Why is he so worried? Could it be that... Marquis Cheng'an is really his illegitimate son?"

"It's just rumors from some ignorant people outside. Do you believe it?" Yin sneered, "Lin didn't have much contact with today, so how could he give birth to an illegitimate child? Could it be like those words in the book? The same thing, you can get pregnant by feeling the same?"

"You can get pregnant by feeling something, it's just a lie," Ban Huai suddenly felt guilty, "How could I believe this?"

Yin raised her eyebrows and ignored him.

"Youhuahua is also willing to marry Marquis Cheng'an. It doesn't make much difference if it's earlier or later," Ms. Yin frowned, "Fortunately, everything is almost ready, otherwise we would rush ahead..."

"I can't bear to let my daughter get married so early," Ban Huai said stubbornly, "I just feel uncomfortable."

"Do you want to wait for the country's filial piety before letting them get married?" Yinshi lowered her voice, with a chill in her tone.

"Husband, madam, what do you mean by this?" Ban Huai was startled. He looked at Yin in panic, "It shouldn't be the case, right?"

"Who knows?" Ms. Yin stood up, "Don't cause trouble. I'll go to Huahua's place and ask. If she has no objection, the matter will be settled."

Originally, the rumor that Rong Xia was the illegitimate son of Emperor Yunqing was just the jealousy of some ignorant people. But for some reason, in the end, this rumor became more and more popular, even to Prince Ning. heard.

"What, an illegitimate child?" Prince Ning stood up from his chair excitedly, "Impossible, this is absolutely impossible."

If Rong Xia was his father's illegitimate son, it would have been impossible for his father to choose to keep him after the murder case. This was impossible.

"How is it impossible?" Xie Wanyu smiled sarcastically, "If we talk about it, Cheng'anhou's mother and His Majesty are cousins. It is said that this Lin family is extremely beautiful, so that's why the old Cheng Anbo didn't care about Lin. He insisted on marrying her as his wife and even built a garden for her."

"Shut up," Jiang Luo said, "Father has an illegitimate son, which is not a good thing for you or me. Do you think this is a time to watch the excitement?"

"What the prince said makes no sense," Xie Wanyu said calmly, "Even if Marquis An is your majesty's illegitimate son, as long as your majesty does not recognize him, he will always be just a minister. Why do you care about him?"

Xie Wanyu doesn't understand why Jiang Luo insists on being at odds with Rong Xia recently. Isn't the most important thing at this time not to please His Majesty, but also to step the prince into the mud so hard that he can never get up again?

There is really no solution to the problem of IQ.

"So what if I didn't recognize it? Now the whole capital knows about it. There is also the villa. How much financial and material resources were wasted to build it. The king and the prince want it, but the father is not willing to give it. Now it is Cheng'an When Hou wanted to get married, he accepted the reward without saying a word, and even asked someone to get married directly in another palace. Isn't this attitude obvious?"

The more Jiang Luo talked about it, the more he felt that Rong Xia was probably his father's illegitimate son. Otherwise, why would his father be so kind to him over the years?

Xie Wanyu raised his eyebrows: "Your Majesty has already given it to you, you can't just go and get it back, can you?"

"It's not like I haven't seen good things before," Jiang Luo said a little upset, "Shut up, I don't want to talk to you."

Xie Wanyu didn't care either. She snorted softly, turned around and walked out, not caring about his entanglement and embarrassment at all.

"Your Majesty," the Queen walked into the Dayue Palace and saw that Your Majesty was actually looking at a wedding process. She stopped and asked, "Is this the wedding process between Marquis Chengan and Princess Fule?"

"Well," Emperor Yunqing has been in good spirits recently, as if he has a leader, and his whole spirit has improved. "There are no elders in Cheng'anhou's family, and I am the matchmaker for their marriage, so it is inevitable that I will Worry more."

"Your Majesty..." The queen picked up a gift list drawn up by the Ministry of Etiquette on the table and took a look at it. The rules of this gift list were the same as those for a prince's wedding. According to the rules, when a noble person with a title gets married, the Ministry of Rites will prepare congratulatory gifts according to the rules, but usually they are just superficial things, just to add luster to the face.

Her heart trembled slightly, remembering that His Majesty once called Mr. Rong Xiaolang in his sleep, and looked frightened, as if he had done something sorry for him.

Could it be that...

The queen suddenly felt that the gift list in her hand weighed more than a thousand catties.

"Has your Majesty ever heard the rumors outside?"

"What rumors?" Emperor Yun Qing did not raise his head, all his attention was on the lists one after another. For him, what he sees is not a list, but a perfect wedding. He hopes that after the wedding is completed, his body will become healthy, and then he can sit on the dragon throne in glory again, receiving civil and military training. The worship of hundreds of officials.

"It is said outside that Marquis Chengan is your illegitimate son."

"What nonsense is this?" Emperor Yun Qing did not expect that such ridiculous words would be spread, and immediately said, "Queen, don't believe what is said outside. I have never met Lin. How could there be such an illegitimate son as Marquis Cheng'an?"

It would be okay if he really had such a son.

The Queen's heart dropped a little bit. Did Your Majesty not care about these rumors at all?