The concubine is soft and charming, and the prince is willing to seduce her

Chapter 217 Peach Blossoms in Bloom
Jiang Xu wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, "You are so reckless only because you rely on His Majesty's favor."

Shen Zhiyu smiled at her and said, "Yes, only those who are favored will be fearless."

Jiang Xu saw that there was no shyness on her face, but rather bright and cheerful, like a wild flower growing freely under the sunshine and rain, full of vigorous vitality.

This is really good. The two of them were missing one person. Jiang Xu couldn't help but feel a little worried: "I don't know how Mu Chang is doing now after she followed General Shen to the Western Territory."

Shen Zhiyu counted the days on her fingers and said, "My brother will definitely take good care of her, so there's no need to worry about that.

What you should worry about is whether Sister Mu will have too much fun in the Western Territory and not want to come back."

Jiang Xu heard the sarcasm in her words and couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Shen Zhiyu raised her hand and held hers, and asked tentatively: "Sister Jiang, you have been outside the palace for such a long time, haven't you met a man who makes your heart beat?"

Jiang Xu quickly pulled her hand back and said coquettishly, "What nonsense are you talking about? This embroidery workshop is my final destination.

It is enough to help those girls learn a skill, make a living in this world, and support their own world. "

Shen Zhiyu knew that Jiang Xu had a knot in her heart that was difficult to untie, so she sighed and said, "Sister Jiang, it's hard for women to live in this world, why do you have to make it so difficult for yourself?"

Jiang Xu smiled bitterly, "Zhizhi, you don't understand, you don't understand."

There was a knock on the door of the room, and after getting permission, Qian Xiu pushed the door open and walked in.

"Greetings, Madam Shen, young lady." Qian Xiu bowed to the two of them, then stood up and said, "Young lady, a few days ago, the gentleman who asked our embroidery workshop to help repair an old handkerchief came to pick it up today."

Jiang Xu's expression was calm. "Please ask him to wait in the private room on the second floor. I'll get the handkerchief and come right over."

When Shen Zhiyu heard the conversation between the master and servant, a hint of doubt flashed in her eyes. What kind of person could actually ask Sister Jiang to personally help repair something?

"There are still people who are nostalgic like this. I want to join in the fun, too." When Shen Zhiyu said this, her eyes were always paying attention to the actions of the person opposite her.

The river catkins seem calm, but in fact they are full of panic.

When I put down the teacup, I didn't even notice that my fingertips were accidentally stained with water.

When she stood up, she staggered and almost tripped over her skirt.

Shen Zhiyu watched Jiang Xu go up to the third floor, then turned around and grabbed Qian Xiu's arm, asking seriously, "What is the relationship between Sister Jiang and that handkerchief repairman?"

Qian Xiu shook her head: "I have never seen that person."

Shen Zhiyu frowned. If she didn't know her, why would Sister Jiang be so absent-minded?

What is the relationship between these two people?

Shen Zhiyu saw Jiang Xu coming down with a brocade box in her hand and followed her slowly.

A man in a navy blue satin gown, with his arms folded across his chest, leaned lazily against the second-floor window. His eyes, filled with the chill of the autumn wind, suddenly disappeared when they touched the river catkins.

"Miss Jiang, I wonder if my embroidered handkerchief has been repaired yet?"

Jiang Xu paused for a moment, then handed over the brocade box in his hand. His voice was calm without any emotion.

"This is the young master's stuff, return it intact."

The man did not take it, but opened the brocade box and took a look at the embroidered handkerchief inside, then shook his head and said, "No, this is not the embroidered handkerchief I want. If Miss Jiang cannot repair it, Xiao will come back next time."

Jiang Xu wanted to say something, but the man turned over and slid down from the second floor, quickly disappearing in the crowd.

Jiang Xu lowered his eyes and looked at the brocade box in his hand, muttering softly: "How can there be such a person~" Shen Zhiyu quietly walked forward and said in a long tone: "What kind of person~~"

Jiang Xu was startled by her and the brocade box in his hand almost fell out of his hand, "Why are you walking without making any sound? Do you want to scare me to death and take over the embroidery workshop?"

Shen Zhiyu quickly picked up the embroidered handkerchief and examined it carefully. There was a solitary colorful butterfly embroidered on the plain handkerchief. "This handkerchief should have been embroidered by Sister Jiang in her early years, right?"

Jiang Xu nodded slightly, "I embroidered it for fun in my spare time when I was young."

Shen Zhiyu's eyes were filled with interest. She hugged Jiang Xu's shoulders and said in a voice like flowing honey, "Good sister, please tell me about this relationship~~"

"Who knows, Zhizhi might be able to help you come up with an idea or something!"

Jiang Xu couldn't stand Shen Zhiyu's coquetry. She was so annoyed that she felt uncomfortable all over. She quickly pulled her off her body and said, "Okay, okay, my little ancestor, just sit still and I will tell you about our relationship."

Shen Zhiyu immediately turned around and sat on the chair, and obediently poured her a cup of hot tea, "Sister Jiang, drink the tea while talking, we are not in a hurry."

Jiang Xu's eyes looked through the handkerchief, and he seemed to recall the bitter memories again.

In April of that year, the peach blossoms on the hill behind Huguo Temple were in full bloom. She and Qian Xiu went into the peach forest to pick a few to take away.

But she became playful and deliberately avoided Qian Xiu and went deep into the peach forest.

She was so attracted by the beautiful scenery that she seemed to have forgotten all the troubles in the world. Finally, she boldly hid under the peach tree and took a rest.

When she woke up, she found herself wearing a straw-white cloak.

Jiang Xu was greatly shocked but dared not say anything. He silently hung his cloak on the peach branch and found four words written on the ground: Don't catch a cold.

She also wrote the word "thank you" on the ground with a branch and left in a hurry.

She thought the matter was over, but the second time they met was at the Spring Banquet hosted by the royal family. She recognized the cloak at a glance and met the owner of the cloak.

From hearing the whispers of the girls next to her, she realized that the man was the young master of the Zhennan Palace - Qi Jingshan.

As the guests toasted together, he raised his glass, motioned cryptically in her direction, and then drank it all in one gulp.

Jiang Xu understood what he meant and drank the wine in his hand.

The heart palpitations I had when I was young started from then on.

But this excitement ended with the royal talent show.

Half a year later, her mother took her to Jinyulou to choose a headdress. She looked at those luxurious ornaments without any emotion.

Her mother asked her to try on a set of red jade headpiece, and she did not refuse.

Her high bun was interspersed with large hairpins, small hairpin flowers and head ornaments. Looking in the bronze mirror, she looked like a bride about to get married.

She felt uncomfortable and made an excuse to go to the table to drink tea. Her eyes accidentally fell on the street downstairs. The young man was standing in front of the bookstore opposite with a sword in his hand, and their eyes met.

The boy looked at her with bright eyes and raised his arm tentatively.

Jiang Xu shook her head slightly at him, then ordered someone to close the window. She didn't dare to look at the boy's reaction after being rejected, nor did she dare to think about it any more.

It's not that she doesn't want to, but that she can't.

Shen Zhiyu felt very emotional in her heart, "I don't know when love started, where it found its home, and where it will end."

ε=(ο｀*)))Alas, I don't know how to say it. I feel so sad.