Su Qing took the envelope and hesitated to open it. When she saw a thick stack of banknotes inside, she blinked, and took her a long time before being able to come back to her mind.
"Is this…giving to me?"
"Not giving, this originally belonged to Your Highness." Tang Ruyan retreated a few steps and saluted her, keeping some distance between them.
His voice is very nice, just like warm water flowing through white porcelain, it's soft and subtle.
Tang Ruyan saw her did not believe him, he didn't show her disdain, but instead whispered softly at her.
When the late emperor was still alive, he really spoiled the original body, and bestowed her a lot of jewels in the open and in secret. Even Su Yingruo looked at them with red eyes and jealousy. Even though she's willing, there's nothing she could do about this. The original body was very clever. Knowing that these rewards would not be safe if keeping with her, thus she sent someone secretly to find Tang Ruyan, asking him to think of a way to sell them, exchanged for banknotes, and then find a safe place to save them.
Nan Jiu's law is strictly forbidden to buy or sell the palace's goods privately. The original also knew this. But later on she found the opportunity and convinced the previous emperor, he not only rewarded her more valuable items, but also let Tang Ruyan gradually take the items out and sell them.
No wonder, when Chuntao mentioned the rewards that were bestowed by the late emperor before, Su Qing asked her a few more words but she seemed not to know anything. Some items she had only once or twice.
Su Qing narrowed her eyes once she heard this. If able to have the original body entrust him with such an important matter, it means that the relationship between the two must be profound. Seeing that he's wearing an official uniform, there are only a few people in the palace who have a good relationship with her, it's better to wait to go back and ask Chuntao. Most importantly, she has no memory of the original body, what if she says something wrong and makes people suspicious, it would be troublesome to explain.
Seeing her absent-minded, Tang Ruyan didn't continue to talk. At the glance at the corner of his eyes and saw Su Qing only wears thin clothes, his underfoot were a little stumble, and suddenly remembered the "Crown Prince assassination" in the main hall today, he frowned slightly, took off his outer coat and put on Su Qing's body.
"Your Highness's body is very delicate, it is better to be careful. Wait when this official goes back, I'll have the Imperial Kitchen send a bowl of ginger soup over for Your Highness to warm your body."
Su Qing looked up staring at him with a thoughtful expression.
"Tsk, what a coincidence, Official Tang is also here." The two turned to look at where the voice came from, and saw Gu Zifu leaning against the corner of the wall, and laughing lazily at them.
Su Qing lowered her head and started swinging again slowly. Thinking to herself, when she goes back, she would ask Si Ting to make one in the Gu Courtyard. It's fun to play with.
Tang Ruyan turned to salute Gu Zifu, "This official greeting the Seventh Lord."
"You are not with the crown prince, what are you doing at this quiet place?"
Tang Ruyan turned to take a quick glance at Su Qing, with a flash of doubt in his eyes, he immediately replied, "This official comes to say something to Her Highness. This official will leave after finishing saying."
Gu Zifu raised his eyebrow.
Able to enter the Jian Zhi Palace and come all the way here, it must be a very important matter.
Seeing the situation, Tang Ruyan knew it's not a time to stay longer. Asking to take his leave, but as he's going to lift his feet to leave, he was stopped by Gu Zifu. He picked his chin and said, "Bring this coat with you, or the Seventh Lord wouldn't mind burning it for you."
Tang Ruyan was slightly stunned.
Su Qing inwardly scolded Gu Zifu. She had no choice but to take off the outer coat, folded it nicely, got up and walked over and handed it to him, "Thank you."
Gu Zifu sneered lightly and said, "What are you doing standing there? The Seventh Lord counts to ten, if you can't keep up with me, I'll ask Si Ting to throw away all the food." As soon as he finished saying, he turned around and left.
Su Qing quickly followed, maybe she walked too fast and accidentally stepped on a peddle, making her let out a slight hiss. Gu Zifu who was walking ahead of her, paused his foot, and turned to look at her in annoyance and said "really troublesome", he then turned around and picked up the person. He raised his hand and gave a hard slap on her butt, the crisp sound left Su Qing dumbfounded for a long time.
Tang Ruyan looked at his actions and frowned as he absorbed deep in thought.
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Throughout the whole time, even after finishing the meal, Su Qing didn't dare to speak or look at Gu Zifu. She went to get change, put on shoes, made a simple hair bun, and sat on the chair obediently as she rubbed the corner of her dress.
Gu Zifu sat there for a while, and was invited to meet with the Crown Prince. His look was full of irritability.
As soon as the person left, Su Qing let out a sigh of relief. She took out the hidden thick stack of banknotes and looked at it with bright eyes. Since she came to this world, she had never seen so much money like this. She thought about it for a bit, the money is too much for her to spend anyway, it would be better to give some to Su Shisheng. At the same time, she can also visit Consort Jing.
When she came out of the Jian Zhi Palace, Su Qing stopped a palace maid and asked where Su Shisheng was, the palace didn't know anything. Su Qing then asked again where the Consort Jing lived. That palace maid was about to speak, then faltered and changed her mind. After Su Qing gave her a silver ingot, she became more friendly to talk to.
The Buddha Hall where Consort Jing lives, located at the remote area, which is not far away from the Cold Palace. Su Qing really has a difficulty understanding why there is a concubine willing to live in such a place.
The Buddha Hall, to say big is not big, to say small is not small. There is no one guard outside. Su Qing stood hesitantly at the door and looked at the plague above her head. After a while, she stepped forward and knocked on the door, waiting for the response from the people inside.
A middle aged woman came out to open the door, wearing a hemp garment. She was surprised when she saw Su Qing, and asked, "This Young Mistress is…."
Su Qing smiled gently, like a star shone brightly in the sky, "Mo Mo, I am Su Qing from Jian Zhi Palace. Today coincidentally passing by here, so I thought of coming in to visit Consort Jing.
MoMo's face changed slightly, "Please Your Highness forgive this slave for my bad eyes. Her Highness Consort Jing hasn't seen a guest for a long time, let this slave go and ask her first."
"Thanks for trouble, Mo Mo."
After a while, Mo Mo came out again, opened the door and invited Su Qing in, "My mistress, liking for quietness, if there is any offense, I beg Your Highness for forgiveness."
Hearing this, Su Qing felt it's funny, "Now I'm just an unfavorably princess, where can I be offended?" After speaking, without looking at Momo's dumbfounded expression, she walked inside.
The sound of cypress wooden fish comes from the inner room, accompanied by the smell of sandalwood. Su Qing opened the curtain and saw a woman in a blue shirt kneeling on a futon, holding a bead in her left hand. The stick on her right hand knocking on a wooden fish, looking very devout.
"Consort Jing."
In fact, Su Qing doesn't believe in gods, ghosts, and these ethereal things. No matter how hard you pray for it, it's just for comfort.
Consort Jing's hands stopped. She put the Buddha beads and the wooden fish aside. Worshiped the Buddha statue three times, and then got up. When her gaze landed on Su Qing's face, she was taken aback for a bit and then smiled faintly, "Compared to Shisheng, you look more alike to the passed away Consort Wen, especially, that pair of eyes, very similar."
It's the second time that Su Qing heard someone mention the name "Consort Wen", last time was eunuch Changsheng.
"Does niangniang (ladyship) blame me for disturbing your quietness?" Su Qing asked.
"How could it be?" Consort Jing chuckled lightly, she grabbed her hand and led her to the chair to sit down. She then poured Su Qing a cup of tea. Su Qing was very touched but also surprised by her attitude toward her. Consort Jing continued, "I'm a strange person, don't like to hear the rumors in the palace, but I only…. believe in my old unclear eyes. Your Highness has benevolent facial features, you will receive a future blessing."
Su Qing blinked in bewilderment, and did not quite understand her meaning.
She's now married to the Seventh Lord, that psycho, where would it be a future blessing for her?
As expected, the supernatural words can't be trusted.
Su Qing has a pair of dazzling bright eyes, making her look very exquisite and quick-wit. Normally, there are not many people coming here, Consort Jing inevitably said a few more words, and even Momo who passed by the door would come over and insert a few comments.
After having conversation with each other for a while, Consort Jing patted her hand and said, "Let's go and see that child. He was punished and kneeling all afternoon yesterday at the Qing Luan Palace, and now he's still resting on the bed."
Su Qing was startled, "How did Niangniang know about me and my brother?"
Consort Jing shook her head with a smile, "I didn't know. It was that child who trusted me, he often mumbled in my ears about you and everyday looked forward to leaving the palace to see you. Okay, enough for my talking. You both sister and brother are not easy to meet. Now that there is no outsider here, both of you should talk more."
Su Qing got up and was going to bend down to bid farewell, but she was held by Consort Jing. She said, "Thank you Niangniang for taking care of Sheng'er."
"Good child, you go ahead."
Su Shisheng's living quarter is behind the Buddha Hall. Su Qing jumped up and down as she was walking there. She pushed the door, probed her head inside and called "Sheng'er" with a big smiled on her face but has startled the person inside.
Su Shisheng was happy and shocked at the same time when he saw her. However, in the next second, his face flushed red, and immediately dragged the quilt to cover his head tightly, and shouted, "You go out, go out! I don't want to see you."
"Don't be like this, I just got here and Sheng'er already wanted to kick me out? It's so unkind of you." Su Qing closed the door, walked over to the bed, and shoved him down.
Su Shisheng froze.
Words could be said like this, but what he looks like now is too embarrassing.
After a long while, Su Qing heard a dull voice coming from inside the quilt, "Anyone can see, except you. I don't want you to see."
This silly child.
"What's the matter, come out soon, don't keep holding it in." Su Qing stretched out her hand and dragged his quilt down. Even though his quilt came down, he still didn't dare to look straight at her.
"Ah Jie (older sister), I….I ……"
"Um, our Sheng'er is the most obedient."
Su Qing smiled and touched his forehead.
"I heard Consort Jing say that you knelt outside the Qing Luan Palace for a whole afternoon yesterday. How are you feeling now? Is it better?"
Su Shisheng nodded hesitantly, turned his head and looked at Su Qing unyieldingly, "Ah Jie, I didn't cause trouble. It was the Seventh Royal Sister who deliberately stirred up the trouble. She said bad things about Ah Jie, I couldn't stand it and at a moment of furious, I cursed her a few words."
Su Qing lowered her eyes and said, "Sheng'er, if you see her in the future, you don't need to pay attention to her. Ah Jie only hopes that you can grow up in peace."
"But I don't want to." Su Shisheng struggled to sit up, maybe feeling the pain from his knees he let out a "hiss" sound and sucked in the cool air. Su Qing quickly helped him up, but was pushed away by him.
He grabbed her wrist, his face was cold, and the eyes were fierce. Every word was firm and resolute, "Ah Jie, I want to be emperor."
Chapter end
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