The Princess's Notebook

In the middle of the night, beside the tattered table in Qiu Shuang's residence, Shiqi Niang supported her chin with one hand and waved the other hand around, wondering how to proceed.

"The Marriage Life of the Little Eunuch" had just started serialization, so the novelty could not be lost. She was just a married lady who had never even seen the corner gate of the imperial palace, so how could she know the daily life of the little eunuch?

Does he look like an ordinary young man?

Or some extraordinary hobby.

For a moment, she couldn't help but think of the eunuch she had met in the bookstore, and sighed: Life is hard, extremely hard.

Wang Shiqi Niang thought she hated the eunuch, but she still hoped to meet him. She wanted to meet him and talk to him. If he still hated what happened that day, she would forgive him and say a few nice words to make him happy.

However, it is necessary to talk about the unusualness of Xiao Huangmen.

I also want to talk about what kind of look the eunuch must have felt when he saw the happy young lady and felt restless and unable to move.

Thinking like this, Shiqi Niang couldn't start writing anymore. This time, the book must be different, attractive, and even addictive.

The night wind whistled outside the window, knocking against the window frame. The thoughtful Shiqi Niang took a look and muttered in a daze, "It's so late now? Didn't Xiao Huangmen find an opportunity to dream with me today? Why haven't you fallen asleep yet? I'm getting anxious waiting for you..."

He mumbled a few words, but his speech became increasingly incoherent. He felt that he could not waste any more time like this, so he went back to his bed with his shoes on and went to sleep.

But it happened that Zhao Feiran, who was conscripted by the Imperial Tutor, also went to bed at this time.

A moment later, the two met in a dream.

It was a peach forest, the whole mountain was crimson, and it seemed as if the young lady's cheeks were tinged with a bit of shyness. The breeze blew the peach blossoms down, landing on her face and shoulders. The ordinary basil jacket was stained with layers of golden light. The girl sitting casually on the steps looked like a fairy in a painting.

At one point the young lady spoke up, and said to the figure slowly approaching: "Why are you here just now? I've been waiting for you for a long time."

Zhao Feiran, who was standing under the peach tree, was still wearing the uniform of a eunuch, and had a foul mouth. "I don't know who it was, but he chased me away last time, saying he never wanted to see me again. Humph~ It's only been a short while, and you're already showing off like this."

Although the words were harsh, the footsteps kept coming towards her, and Shiqi Niang felt there was hope.

"Hey hey" twice, the lackey came forward, pulled up his sleeve, bent down to apologize, "I was wrong last time, I was confused in sleep, and said some unpleasant words... Oh, I was wrong, I said some stupid words, you are a magnanimous person, please don't bother with a little girl like me.

What kind of relationship do we have? We have slept together for quite a while..."

Zhao Feiran suddenly pulled out his sleeves and ran out two steps, "What...what about sleeping or not...you little girl, do you have any shame?"

For the sake of money, Shiqi Niang was flexible and nodded, "Yes, yes, I was wrong. I was really wrong. What's the matter with sleeping or not? It was because I had accumulated good deeds in my previous life, and the Bodhisattva came to me in my dream and asked you to guide me. It is a good thing that will benefit our family, a great thing. How can it be said like this? There is nothing wrong between you and me."

Zhao Feiran was deeply moved by the apology. He wanted to come back and talk to Shiqi Niang, but he was embarrassed to save face. He had just spoken so hastily, and it would be inappropriate for him to approach her eagerly.

So, he raised his chin and said: "You and I are in a master-disciple relationship. I see that you are living a miserable life and you don't understand the rules of literature, so I came here to enlighten you." After saying this, he took advantage of his tall stature to lower his head and look at the young lady.

Shiqi Niang doesn’t care about these things at all. It doesn’t matter if they are master and apprentice or anything else. As long as they can make money, it is a good relationship.

She climbed up the pole, nodding her head, "Master, my good master, you are here. I have been waiting for you for a long time." She invited Zhao Feiran to sit on the steps, "Master, please sit down."

Zhao Feiran was extremely disgusted and rude, "You want Master to sit on the steps? There's not even a cushion. Do you want to expel me from the sect?"

Shiqi Niang helplessly defended herself, "Master, look, this area of ​​five miles is full of peach trees. Not only that, it's all peach blossoms, not even a single peach. There are stairs here, I don't know which god landed here, just make do with it. I can't make something that doesn't exist."

As he was talking, Shiqi Niang felt his burning gaze on her. After looking back at him, she realized that this guy was not asking her to use her dress as a cushion.

He immediately took a step back and asked warily, "Why are you staring at me?"

Zhao Feiran was honest. "I see your jacket. It's a little ugly. The stitches are not dense enough and the fabric is rough. But it can be used as a cushion. Here, consider it as a gift to Master."

Shiqi Niang roared, "Do you have any shame, you lecher, little..."

The words were on the tip of my tongue, but I tried hard to hold them back as I recited my notebook.

Alas, God is blind, and a penny can make Wang Shiqi Niang stumped.

"How can you undress in front of outsiders? It's so, so unbecoming. Didn't Master just say that there is nothing wrong between you and me? Why are you doing this?"

Zhao Feiran choked. He didn't mean it like that originally. He just thought it was inappropriate for a dignified prince to sit on the ground like a beggar on the street, so he gave him such a look.

Now that he was being scolded, he stiffened his neck and refused to admit his fault, "Humph, I like your clothes, that's the blessing your ancestors have cultivated for generations. You don't kneel down to express your gratitude but instead yell at me. You are such a mean person and have no manners."

This time, for the sake of money, Shiqi Niang, who had been sitting on the steps, could no longer bear it and jumped up.

He looked up to the sky and laughed, "Oh, he is just a eunuch, but he really thinks he is a big shot! He is like this today because he was bullied in the palace. I knew that eunuchs are different from young masters. This man was born in hardship, but he has seen wealth and honor. Unfortunately, this wealth and honor does not belong to him. His heart is twisted like a mad dog, biting whoever he meets."

Zhao Feiran, who was high and mighty and controlled the whole world, was almost choked when he was called a eunuch with a twisted heart for the first time.

He blurted out, "Mad dog? Humph, you're as ugly as you are!"

In this situation, what dignity and face do they still have? One of them forgot that he is His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, and the other forgot that she is a government official's wife.

The quarrel was huge.

Shiqi Niang: "The eunuch is getting married, it's a feast for the eyes."

"If you don't know the rules of a woman's life, you will be laughed at."

Even though Shiqi Niang had learned a few quarreling skills, she had to admit that this guy was really good at finding people's weak spots.

She is a married lady!

"you you……"

Zhao Feiran chuckled, "You, you are just a parrot."

"You little eunuch, you are really abnormal, not ordinary at all."

Zhao Feiran said angrily: "Blind eyes and blind heart."

"I, I, you, you..." Suddenly, Shiqi Niang had an idea, "You said you are not a eunuch? How can you prove that you are not a eunuch? If you can't, I will ridicule you like this when I see you again tomorrow!"

Now, it was Zhao Feiran's turn to be speechless.

Xiao Huangmen, prove that you are not Xiao Huangmen. This is very, very difficult. Then he shouted angrily, "Seventeen! You..."

You...well, a female hooligan, probably not very appropriate.

Perhaps it was because Zhao Feiran’s voice was too loud, the peach forest in the dream gradually collapsed, and the two of them rushed out.

Shiqi Niang woke up in her own bed, her thoughts flowed, she rushed to the desk, picked up her pen and began to write:
Since the separation in the ruined temple, Xiao Huangmen missed the beautiful figure very much. When he had nothing to do, he found a brush and ink to quietly depict her. Since he had been poor since childhood and had no one to rely on, he learned painting from a master for a few days after entering the palace. Therefore, the young lady in the painting is definitely not the same as what he saw that day.

For a while, the eunuch thought about it day and night and became thinner and thinner.

Suddenly one day, he heard that the neighbor got married. He had nothing to do, so he went to congratulate them out of friendship. But when he arrived at the main hall, he saw the figure behind the fan, who looked very familiar. He seemed like an old friend, or someone from the same day.

He felt dizzy in a trance. He shook his head and smiled helplessly, suppressing everything in his heart.

The eunuch's marriage was somewhat unusual, but it also followed the secular etiquette. When it was evening, everyone gathered around the groom and fanned him. The candlelight flickered, and the surroundings were extremely noisy. The eunuch looked at the girl sitting on the couch, and the familiarity in his heart surged again.

Behind the slowly moving round fan, a lotus face gradually appeared.

Her eyebrows are curved, her eyes are full of light, her hair is full of pearls and jade, shining brightly. The girl just lowered her head slightly, her eyelashes trembled. Her eyes moved all around, which was very touching.

When the girl looked up, the haunting figure came into her sight again.

The eunuch seemed to have forgotten to breathe and to be surprised. He fell straight down without taking a breath.

As he fell, someone seemed to say, "The high official is very happy, but this man is really unlucky. Get out!"

……

Having written this, Shiqi Niang smiled excitedly. Having lost her love and losing face in front of her lover, this was truly an excellent revenge.

However, Xiao Huangmen has always been narrow-minded, and his heart is twisted. How can he become abnormal when his love is taken away by a sword? This requires careful consideration.

The next chapter should be: Eavesdropping on the boudoir music on a midsummer night, the long-sword man's blood splattered in front of the bridal chamber
On the other side, Zhao Feiran shouted in his dream, "Seventeen, you!" and then suddenly woke up. He felt upset and extremely unhappy. Just as he was thinking about it, the eunuch who was on guard outside rushed in and said, "Your Highness, are you having a nightmare?"

Zhao Feiran said unhappily, "I am the prince, gods and ghosts give way to me, and I still have nightmares. What an ignorant thing."

The young eunuch knelt down and begged for his crime.

"Are you the one guarding outside tonight?"

The young eunuch nodded.

"But what did you hear?" Zhao Feiran calmed down and asked seriously.

The young eunuch didn't know how to answer, so he said cautiously, "I didn't hear anything."

Zhao Feiran cursed in his heart: "Stupid, why did you come in when you didn't hear anything?" Just as he was about to speak, he saw the eunuch lowering his head and shrinking, so he turned around and asked again:

"You really didn't hear it?"

The young eunuch's legs were shaking with fear. "Your Highness, I really didn't hear anything. I have always had poor hearing, so I didn't hear anything."

"Get out."

The eunuch was frightened for more than half a day, and was relieved when he saw that Zhao Feiran did not punish him. He thought about it for a long time, thinking that the health of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was more important, so he took advantage of the dark night to tell his master, the internal supervisor Song Dajian, the news this morning.

Song Dajian was the head of the inner court, in charge of the internal affairs of the Eastern Palace. Upon hearing the news, he was extremely suspicious and confirmed it several times.

"Did you hear clearly? Your Highness called Seventeen?"

"Master, even if you gave me ten times the courage, I wouldn't dare to lie. It was indeed seventeen. It was a very loud sound, shaking the earth. It seemed like it was afraid someone would run away, or like..."

"Like what?"

Young eunuch: "Like panic?"

Song Dajian: "You pig-brained prince, your highness is in such a high position, the queen is firmly in power, the emperor loves him, and the brothers are... well, you know. With such a stable position, why are you panicking? Why are you afraid of people running away?" At this point, he changed the subject.
"Did you hear it clearly? Are you afraid that the person will run away?"

The young eunuch said, "It is absolutely true. I heard it clearly."

Song Dajian patted the young eunuch's head and said with a smile: "Don't forget, our prince is already seventeen years old. If it were a few years ago, the King of Qin and his family would have discussed the marriage by now."

"Master, are you saying that Your Highness has a girl he likes?"

Song Dajian patted his disciple's head again, "Don't ask about things you shouldn't ask, just do your job well." Then he muttered to himself, "A few days ago, the accountant also came to report that your highness's temper has become more unpredictable in recent days. Well, that should be the case. A few days ago, when your highness went to Huitong Bookstore to buy books for Princess Jing'an, who did he see in the daytime?"

"Master, early that morning, His Highness set out for the parade grounds. He was inspecting the spring parade and met many people."

"It's a fuzzy thing. It's special. It's special. Think about it."

Young eunuch: "That day, His Highness treated Wei Shiqilang differently and talked to him for a long time. Does this count as..."

Supervisor Song was surprised. "Who are you talking about?"

"Wei Shiqilang."

"Wei Shiqilang, Wei's Shiqilang?" Supervisor Song's voice was unstable.

The young eunuch nodded like a garlic.

This Wei Shiqilang is no ordinary person. He was born with a face that is both feminine and masculine, which attracted many noble ladies in Kyoto. Not only that, his martial arts skills are extraordinary. He is currently serving in the Zuowei Commandery.

But, no matter how good Wei Shiqilang is, he is still a man, right? !
This prince, is too...

Song Dajian thought about it day and night. After several days, he went to Sun Du and found an excuse to say in a roundabout way:
Order Wei Shiqilang to guard the Eastern Palace for a few days.

(End of this chapter)