When Yutang returned to Chengqian Palace, Concubine Qian stood up and combed her bun. The beauty in the mirror had lost her face, and her cheeks had long lost their blush. Yutang tiptoed into the bedroom and signaled to the maid serving Concubine Qian to pass the comb to her.

Her ivory comb, as bright as the bright moon, passed through the strands of black hair, as if she wanted to comb away all her worries. Qianbi closed her eyes and said:

"One comb to the end, two combs to white hair up to eyebrows, three combs to fill the house with children and grandchildren. This is what only a married woman deserves. Perhaps I have not received such a blessing, so the favor is weak and I have no children. Yutang

, one day you will get married as the head wife, and my aunt will comb your hair."

"Well, how did aunt know that it was Yutang who came?" Concubine Qian turned around with a smile, "I can recognize the people in Chengqian Palace just by hearing their footsteps. After more than ten years in the palace, I can recognize the people in the palace.

I can count every brick and tile." Yu Tang: "Now that Tang'er is with my aunt, my life will no longer be difficult for my aunt."

"Good boy, I heard that Prince Bao went out with you this morning?" Yutang put down her comb and whispered: "Don't worry, aunt, Tang'er will never go beyond her duty." Qianbi smiled slightly and patted her.

hand, "I told you about Concubine Xi's attitude yesterday. I told you to be careful about your duties. It is not to alienate you from Prince Bao, but to know how to plan and make good use of other people's affection for you to plan for your future.

Contribute to the future of our Guarjia family." Yutang turned away, "But I don't want to take advantage of him for this, so I would rather alienate him."

"If you have the same affection for him, it wouldn't be considered taking advantage of him, and he would be happy with it." Yutang lowered her face, "Auntie, I hope that the relationship with him is clean and devoid of any utilitarianism.

, please respect me, okay?" Concubine Qian saw that the atmosphere was getting tense, so she had to give up, "Silly boy, I just said this, my aunt won't force you, as long as you have the Guarjia family in your heart."

Following the custom, the registered princess had to wear formal clothes to pay respects to the emperor and the empress on the second day after entering the palace. The empress passed away in nine years, so the ceremony was held at the residence of Concubine Xi, who was in charge of the harem. On this day, the emperor and the female family members in the palace

All gathered together. Yutang held up three pillars of fragrance, walked solemnly to the altar step by step, and completed the heavy sacrificial ceremony under the guidance of the deacon and eunuch.

The emperor looked at the woman in front of him. Her skin was like cream, and her wrists were extremely slender. He couldn't put her in the same place as the vigorous brushwork in the picture of Suihan's Three Friends. The emperor's heart became suspicious, "Guarjia's Yutang,

The concubine has raised you for many years, and I have heard that your writing style is elegant. For today’s ceremony, how about a preface to the Orchid Pavilion Collection written by me?” “Yutang is very honored.”

The eunuchs at the bottom hurriedly put out paper, ink, pen and inkstone. Yutang held a wolf hair in each hand. The writing was as smooth as clouds and flowing water. The ink was vigorous and powerful wherever it touched. It was completely different from the handwriting of a woman in the boudoir. After the writing was completed, the eunuchs

Presented to Emperor Yong, Emperor Yong: "'In the ninth year of Yonghe, when I was in Guichou, at the beginning of late spring, I met at the Orchid Pavilion in Shanyin, Kuaiji.' It's wonderful. I've seen people who are good at writing plum blossoms with their hands."

"Only you and Thirteenth Brother can write so vigorously and have the style of a forest, good! Good!"

When Yutang heard this, his heart dropped, "Back to the emperor, when Yutang was a child, he often heard Ama mention Prince Yi's poems and calligraphy, and he felt respect in his heart. When he arrived in Shengjing, he was finally lucky enough to find a gentleman.

His writing style is similar to that of Prince Yi, and the strange thing is that he is also proficient in plum blossom calligraphy with both hands, so Yutang was able to learn this technique."

Emperor Yong was slightly startled after hearing this, "Is that gentleman alive now?" "The gentleman traveled far and wide and stayed in Shengjing for only a few months. Yutang doesn't know whether he is in good health or alive." The aloof emperor

His eyes returned to their usual depth. The sudden death of Prince Yi was like a thunder blow to him, and he still can't let it go. "That's it, I'm tired. Concubine Xi, please accompany me back to the palace and let the children play."

Bar."

Emperor Yong left slowly amid the blessing ceremony. Yutang looked at the emperor's back and felt inexplicable sympathy in her heart. Many years ago, the nine kings fought for the throne, and he was the only one who killed his flesh and blood brothers with the thirteenth prince.

He was very affectionate, but after he ascended the throne, because of his suspicion, Prince Yi committed suicide by taking poison.

Yutang also vaguely remembered that the person who sneaked into the Forbidden City in Shengjing to visit her grandma and taught her how to write plum blossom calligraphy was Prince Yi. That year was the seventh year of Yongzheng's reign. In April of the following year, he was heard in Beijing.

When she heard the news of her death, her eyes turned red from crying that night, and her eyes no longer functioned as well as before. Grandma once told her that if she encounters a desperate situation after returning to the palace in the future, this unique skill of writing plum blossoms with two hands will be her last

A glimmer of hope.

In the lively scene of the whole court, Fu Heng, who was at the bottom, never took his eyes away from her until his sister Fucha Rong'er pushed him and said, "This Guarjia's Princess is really talented, you often

Walking around the palace, can you recognize her?"

"Of course... I've seen it before." Fu Heng thought of Hongli's extraordinarily affectionate attitude towards her. Facing his sister, he didn't know how to respond. Rong'er: "That's it. Go and do it quickly."

I recommend her, I have a very good impression of this Gege!" Fu Hengzhi said, "I'm afraid this is inappropriate, I only have a few encounters with her."

"I don't see you being so reserved on weekdays. What's wrong today? Maybe you're even more timid towards this fairy-like and nostalgic person!" Fu Heng said: "Hey, sister, why do you have such a mole on the corner of your mouth?

?" Fu Cha Rong'er hurriedly picked up the brocade handkerchief and wiped it, "Where?" "Isn't it just a matchmaker's mole? If you are so fond of being a mandarin duck, it will grow sooner or later." Rong'er: "You kid, I'm looking for a fight.

Forget it, I’ll go by myself!”

Yutang saw a dignified woman in a lotus-pink flag dress coming towards him from a distance. When she was three steps away, she blessed herself, and Yutang returned the courtesy to her, "I am Fucha Rong'er.

I hope we can get along with Mugege's talent." "Yutang couldn't ask for more." Rong'er: "Such a formal conversation would be boring to death."

Yutang said with a smile: "Yes, today's banquet is already very boring. If we continue to be polite like this, it will be really boring." "I only know you from a distance, you are an easy girl to get along with. Now look at you,

It's really good." Yutang: "In the palace, people really like my sister for being so free and easy." Rong'er: "What is this called?" "It's so late to meet you!"

The two hit it off and chatted about their daughter's family. When Hongli arrived after finishing his errands, he was extremely surprised to see this scene and asked Fu Heng, "When did the two of them become so familiar?" "A woman's heart is really true."
Chapter completed!