books44 Chapter 157 The melon is too dense to eat
Chapter 157 The melon is too dense to eat
The banquet started early in the morning, and the whole mansion was decorated with lights and was very lively.
Lin Congmo stood at the door of the banquet hall, greeting those who came to congratulate him with a smile on his face.
Bai Huahua was busy moving among the guests, making sure everything was in order.
The guests arrived one after another and took their seats.
The seats are carefully designed, and once seated, people who know each other will start chatting without any guard.
Yao Jia held the wine glass with Nangong Xiu Lan, and they toasted each other back and forth, then they sneaked out.
Find a quiet place to clear your mind.
This search brought me to the foot of the rockery in the mansion. I remember there seemed to be an open space on it, from which I could have a panoramic view of the mansion.
Yao Jia shook his head and prepared to jump up.
My waist tightened.
When I turned around, I found it was Huaichuan.
"Why are you in the front yard?"
The emperor was very suspicious, and took advantage of Yao Jia's birthday banquet to find out the officials' attitudes towards the crown prince, and replaced all the servants at the banquet with his own secret relatives.
For fear of leaking the secret, except for Yao Jia, Nangong Xiu Lan, Lin Congmo and Bai Huahua who were in the front yard, everyone else in the Nangong Mansion was in the backyard and was not allowed to come out.
"I missed you, so I came to see you. Luckily I came early. You smell of alcohol, what are you going to do?"
Yao Jia raised her rosy little face, smiled and pointed at the rockery above.
"I want to sober up in the cool breeze at the highest point, where I can see many secrets."
Huaichuan smiled at her lovingly.
"Shall I take you up there?"
Although he was asking, he had already put his arms around Yao Jia's waist and flew up.
It was very spacious up there. Yao Jia sat on a stone and looked down, with the entire front yard in sight.
In the direction of the garden, An He was playing with a group of noble ladies and gentlemen.
Over at the pavilion, Lin Ruyi was chatting and laughing with a few Tianxing Pavilion disciples.
There were a few people vaguely visible at the waterside pavilion, but Yao Jia couldn't see clearly, so she simply stopped looking.
Send Huaichuan back to the backyard quickly and don't let anyone know he's been here.
Seeing that she was not drunk, Huaichuan jumped down and disappeared under the rockery.
Although it is winter now, there is plenty of sunshine in the afternoon.
Having just drunk some wine and been exposed to the sun, Yao Jia felt drowsy.
In a daze, I heard clear voices.
"What are you thinking? Didn't you promise me that you would come to my house to propose marriage? Why are you backing out now? I'm really tired of this sneaking around. Are you really thinking about that little bitch?"
The woman's unhappy voice sounded under the rockery.
"Rongrong, how could I like her? I just want to win over Nangong Da Siming. Although she is beautiful, her charm cannot be compared with yours. You should know best how I treat you."
It turned out to be Jiang Sirong and King Ping. These two were really bold, scolding her right under her nose.
"Then why don't you come to my house? I have praised you many times in front of my father. My father has changed his mind about you and is beginning to waver in his support for my cousin. Wouldn't our marriage help consolidate your power?"
"I understand my father's mind best. He is afraid of people coveting the throne. My union with you can consolidate my position, but it will also make him wary."
"Are you going to let me keep waiting?"
"How can I bear it? But the only one who can compete with me right now is Xiao Fengyi. If he is abandoned by my father, then I will naturally... Rongrong, are you willing to sacrifice a few years for me... or even a few months."
"What do you mean?"
"Didn't I say that whoever tries to consolidate his position first will have no chance of becoming emperor?"
"But Ah Li, I've already let you down by spreading rumors with him, how can I marry him... Before, in order to prevent him from proposing to me, I even flirted with a young prostitute... Wuwu... I don't want it... Ah Li..."
Jiang Sirong threw herself into Xiao Fengli's arms and began to cry.
Xiao Fengli held Jiang Sirong's waist and said softly, "Rongrong, don't cry anymore. My heart is broken when I hear you crying... Well, I'll think of another way. Tell Lord Jiang that I will keep my promise."
He raised his hand to wipe away the tears of the person in his arms and kissed her between the eyebrows.
"Go to the warm room and touch up your makeup. Don't let anyone see you. Don't be distant with An He, and don't offend Pavilion Master Nangong. Remember what I said, be careful in what you do and say."
Jiang Sirong nodded, looked around and left first.
Xiao Fengli sighed, took out a handkerchief from his arms, and wiped his mouth and hands.
He casually threw the handkerchief in his hand into the rockery before walking away.
Yao Jia was amazed at what she saw, such acting skills, worthy of being the winner of the previous life's battle for the throne, he pretended to be affectionate, and was truly superb.
When I turned around, I met a pair of calm almond-shaped eyes.
I was so scared that I almost screamed.
The body was pressed tightly against the rockery wall.
The stone wall was sharp and hurt her back.
Yao Jia suddenly grimaced.
Xiao Fengyi's heart suddenly tightened and he pulled her in front of him.
Ignoring etiquette, he reached out to check if she was injured.
"I'm sorry, I didn't know I scared you."
Yao Jia moved sideways to avoid his touch and waved at him.
"It doesn't matter. How long has the prince been up here?"
Xiao Fengyi's eyes were dark and deep. "I came up not long after your shadow guard left."
Doesn't that mean he has heard everything Jiang Sirong and King Ping said just now?
Yao Jia looked at him with pity. Jiang Wei, as his uncle, did not stand on his side.
And his cousin, who had been his childhood sweetheart for many years, was only close to him for the sake of playing.
All the closest relatives are on the side of others, and the situation is really pitiful.
When I think about how he died in his previous life because of An He's crime, I feel even more sorry for him.
Yao Jia was thinking about how to comfort him, but she heard Xiao Fengyi chuckle.
"Are you sympathizing with me?"
Yao Jia hurriedly shook her head.
"No, not at all."
Xiao Fengyi chuckled, obviously not quite believing it.
But there was nothing to say, so the two of them just sat there, each looking at the scenery.
Yao Jia looked in the direction of the garden and suddenly asked him.
"Your Highness has someone you want to protect, right?"
Xiao Fengyi frowned and looked at Yao Jia's profile.
"Of course. I want to become strong because I want to protect her."
"Your Highness, do you want to climb to the top of the ten thousand people?"
Yao Jia turned her head and looked at him.
Xiao Fengyi stared into Yao Jia's eyes, was silent for a while, and then spoke slowly.
"The top of the mountain does have supreme power and glory, but for me, it is not what I ultimately pursue. All I want is to be able to protect the people and things I cherish from harm. But if they must take that path to protect them, I will naturally have no choice but to do it."
Yao Jia stared into his deep eyes without blinking.
Thinking of his peaceful life in his previous life but his tragic ending, I couldn't help but be moved.
"Power is good, but you have to be alive to enjoy it. The fight for the throne has always been bloody. Your Highness, are you fully prepared?"
Xiao Fengyi did not answer immediately. He lowered his eyes and thought for a while, then slowly spoke, "I know this road is not easy, but I have my persistence and faith. As for preparation, I have been doing it and have never stopped."
"It is not easy for Your Highness to have such determination. I hope Your Highness can always keep his original intention and not be blinded by power."
Seeing that it was getting late, Yao Jia was about to jump off the rockery, but was stopped by Xiao Fengyi.
"I'll take you down."
Yao Jia was stunned for a moment, thinking that she had been drinking, it would be embarrassing if she accidentally fell.
"Thank you, Your Majesty."
Xiao Fengyi shook his head and said calmly: "It's just a piece of cake."
Holding her hand, he jumped lightly and landed steadily on the ground.
After watching Xiao Fengyi leave, Yao Jia walked along the path towards the garden to look for An He.
At this time, Jiang Sirong also returned from the warm room and met Yao Jia.
When he saw Yao Jia, a smile immediately broke out on his face.
"Oh, Young Master, are you going to look for Princess An He?"
Yao Jia never hits a smiling person, so she smiled and said, "Yes."
"Then you will be disappointed. The princess and Master Lin just left first."
"Gone?" Yao Jia looked around the garden suspiciously, but indeed, she did not see An He.
As if he thought of something, he turned around and looked at Jiang Sirong.
"Miss Jiang just said, who did the princess go with?"
"Lin Ruyi, Mr. Lin." Jiang Sirong pursed her lips and smiled, "Young Pavilion Master may not know yet, but the princess has been very close to your cousin Lin in the past six months. I wonder if the grandson of the prince you recognized will fall out of favor after entering the palace..."
Jiang Sirong felt that the reason why she was not liked by many people now was largely because of the Le family. If they had not pretended to be good people and moved away from Kyoto, she would not have been laughed at.
So whenever he got the chance he would ridicule the Le family.
After ridiculing Le Wuyou, he began to ridicule Le Jinhuan, saying that Le Jinhuan was a country bumpkin who went to restaurants every day after returning to Beijing and wanted to eat in all the restaurants in Kyoto.
"Young Master, look at this. Isn't this embarrassing for you? What kind of lady from a wealthy family would spend all day eating?"