Chapter 149 longevity noodles

Just by looking at the expressions of the people around her, one can also guess how shocked everyone was with their toes. The smile on Jiang Xuening's face, which was barely hanging, had a faint crack.

She actually wants to get along.

When Jiang Xuening thought of Xie Wei and the cost of getting along, she dared not even give him a half friendly smile and politely distanced herself from the Crown Prince, saying, "I am not familiar with him. Please don't joke with him."

Are you joking?

A woman's face changes faster than flipping through a book.

A while ago, I was saying, "I'll cover you up in the capital.".

Xiao Dingfei's eyes twitched and his heart murmured inwardly. He could use his brain to think about the reason behind this, and Jiang Xuening was foolish enough to "collude with him" in front of everyone's eyes. He then knowingly changed into the previously familiar shameless and shameless appearance, muttering, "The beautiful girls in the capital are arrogant, difficult to tame!"

Someone behind him changed their face.

Shen Jie, the Prince of Linzi, stood behind. Due to being entrusted by Yan Lin to take care of Jiang Xuening and not being clear about the situation, it was only Xiao Ding who was not lustful and took advantage of others in his words. His eyebrows furrowed and he had a rare sense of dignity. His voice was slightly cold and he said, "Miss Jiang is the most favored attendant of the imperial sister. The legitimate young lady of the Jiang Shilang Mansion must be the Crown Prince and cannot be affected. If you ladies want to go and greet your mother, please go as soon as possible."

Shen Jie wore an apricot colored brocade robe today, with a golden crown and jade belt, exuding a refined and handsome appearance.

Jiang Xuening's gaze crossed Xiao Dingfei's gaze and met his gaze.

The other party was also taken aback, and then nodded slightly at her.

Jiang Xuening's heart skipped a beat.

It's not that this gaze has any profound meaning, it's just that when this once familiar face appears in front of me, even though I know I have nothing to do with this person in this life, I will still be pulled back into the memories of my past life by his gaze, giving rise to some sighs of regret.

In the previous life, Wen Jieyu had a miscarriage, and Shen Lang had no heir. Eventually, the throne was passed on to Shen Jie, the younger brother of the same mother;

In this lifetime, Wen Jieyu avoided misfortune. If she successfully gave birth to a prince, Shen Lang would have a queen, but she was afraid that the choice of crown prince would not be up to Shen Jie.

Do you know His Royal Highness the Prince of Linzi in front of you?

His fate, unknowingly, was lightly flicked by someone else's hand, blew a breath, and turned around a big bend?

Jiang Xuening quickly lowered her gaze without showing any abnormality, and only bowed with the crowd, passing by the children of the nobles and nobles, and heading back towards the direction of the Cining Palace.

Shen Jie was stunned.

He couldn't help but look back at Jiang Xuening, but saw the graceful figure of Jiang Er, who had only a few acquaintances, with a thin back that could still be distinguished at a glance even among the crowd. As a result, a hint of confusion slowly appeared in his eyes.

I always feel a deep sadness in that eye.

Perhaps he was momentarily distracted and misread, right?

Xiao Shu walked not far away, but her anger still lingered on her face. She turned her head as if she wanted to say something to Jiang Xuening.

However, Jiang Xuening had already anticipated.

As Xiao Shu turned to face her, a hint of a smirk had already appeared on her lips. She took the lead in challenging Xiao Shu and turned the tables, saying, "I've heard that Prince Dingfei of the Duke's Mansion never forgot when he was young, he was a prodigy. Unexpectedly, when he returned to the capital now, he was a frivolous and promiscuous person. How could the Duke not discipline him well?"

Everyone: "..."

Xiao Shu: "..."

No matter how much words were stuck in my stomach, I suddenly forgot what I had originally planned to say.

I haven't seen you for nearly a month, but when I come back, Jiang Xuening is still the helpless and hated Jiang Xuening!

*

Jiang Xuening originally thought that she could see Shen Zhiyi when she went to the Cining Palace, but she followed everyone inside to ask for peace. However, when she looked up, she couldn't find anyone by the Empress Dowager's side.

The old witch has just recovered from her serious illness and her expression is a bit listless.

After receiving their invitation, she only asked Xiao Shu a few words, and unusually didn't even mention Shen Zhiyi, let alone beat them to accompany the eldest princess, so she waved her hand and asked them to leave.

Jiang Xuening's eyebrows furrowed as she emerged from the Cining Palace.

Obviously, she is not the only one who is puzzled.

Zhou Baoying's little bun was also a little confused: "Why didn't you see His Royal Highness the Long Royal Highness Princess today?"

Xiao Shu did not answer.

Chen Shuyi smiled meaningfully and said, "The great celebration in the palace is that His Highness will soon go to the Xiongnu for a marriage. He has been preparing for it these days and has not been out of the palace for almost half a month. Naturally, he did not come like us to greet the Empress Dowager."

Zhou Baoying covered her mouth and let out an "ah".

Yao Rongrong blinked, not knowing if she really didn't understand or if she didn't understand, but she whispered, "Even if we're going to have a marriage, I don't even invite An from the Empress Dowager. Is that a bit inappropriate?"

Jiang Xuening gave her a cold glance.

You Yue looked at Jiang Xuening's face and couldn't help but gloat: "He said he was planning to go for a marriage, but who knows His Highness's temper? He might be getting into a tantrum with the Empress Dowager. It's just a matter of family and country, how can His Highness be allowed to be stubborn? Sigh."

She let out a hypocritical sigh.

Jiang Xuening only felt an itch in her palms, wanting to give her this cheap mouth a couple of slaps in order to feel happy in her heart.

Indeed, today is different from the past.

She suppressed the anger and sneered, but looked at Xiao Shu and said, "After all, we are Your Highness's accompaniment. We have entered the palace for the New Year, should we go and greet Your Highness?"

If it had been in the past, with Xiao Shu's versatile personality, she would have surely agreed with Jiang Xuening's ambiguity.

However, the imperial decree has been issued to allow Shen Zhiyi to go to the Tatars for marriage.

For a long princess who was about to leave this palace and had almost fallen out with the Empress Dowager and the Emperor, even though she was familiar with her in the past, after careful consideration, she finally smiled and said calmly, "Your Highness is upset now. We haven't even seen the Holy One and the Empress Dowager. Why bother?"

This impeccable style of work really disgusted Jiang Xuening. She didn't even pretend to be embarrassed and just said coldly, "What excuses are you looking for? Miss Xiao has top-notch abilities in seeking benefits and avoiding harm. It's okay if you don't go. Does anyone want to go with her?"

She turned her gaze and looked at the others.

Chen Shuyi has always stood on the side of Xiao Shu without making a sound; Yao Rongrong lowered her head in fear; Zhou Baoying furrowed her eyebrows and looked at Xiao Shu and Chen Shuyi, seeming somewhat puzzled and very embarrassed; You Yue let out a cold snort, motionless; Fang Miao quickly took out a copper coin from her sleeve, wrapped it in her palm, shook it, closed her eyes, and muttered a word.

Jiang Xuehui's figure moved, but she glanced at Jiang Xuening and thought of the long princess being friendly with her. She was afraid that she didn't like her very much, so she dispelled the idea of going out.

She pondered for a moment and said, "I don't have a good relationship with His Highness and dare not go rashly. If Sister Ning sees His Highness, please greet him on my behalf."

Jiang Xuening glanced at her but didn't answer.

After waiting for a moment, neither anyone stood up nor responded, so she sneered and brushed her sleeves before leaving.

It was only after walking several steps away that an urgent shout came from behind: "Ah, here we are. Go up to the east and gossip! Wait, Miss Jiang Er, the nobleman, wait for me!"

She turned around and saw that it was Fang Miao.

The girl, dressed appropriately but full of the habit of being a godly stick, hurriedly ran towards her with her skirt in her hand. Xian Xian raised the copper plate she had just received, panting slightly, but with a mysterious smile on her face, she said, "The hexagram told me that we should go together."

Among all the accompanying readings in Yangzhi Zhai, only Fang Miao seems to be the most unreliable. No matter what you do, you must first seek divination before making a decision.

Jiang Xuening's perception of this person has always been quite subtle.

Is it true that one's destiny and fortune can be calculated, or is it just using divination as an excuse for making seemingly unrelated decisions?

She looked at Fang Miao for a moment, and finally gave her a slight smile. Without further questioning, she went straight to Mingfeng Palace.

*

Jiang Xuening is really worried about Shen Zhiyi.

During this period in the palace, Shen Zhiyi has been taking care of her and treating her well.

She is not a heartless person, how can she feel at ease?

The sky is getting dark.

When she walked to Mingfeng Palace with Fang Miao, the outside had already lit a lamp.

In the shadow of the lamp, I saw a female official standing outside the dormitory, quietly wiping away tears from the corners of her eyes. I haven't seen her for nearly a month, and it seems that she has become much more haggard. Who is Su Shangyi, who has always been close to Shen Zhiyi?

Jiang Xuening's heart sank deeper and he walked forward to salute, "Su Shangyi, can Your Highness be in the palace?"

Su Shangyi's eyes were still slightly red at the corner, but when she looked up and saw her, she was somewhat surprised and said, "Miss Jiang, who are you?"

Jiang Xuening said, "Today I will enter the palace and come to pay my respects to Your Highness."

Su Shangyi has always had a stern and expressionless face, but upon hearing these words, tears almost welled up. She only took them towards the palace and even choked up, saying, "During the Chinese New Year, Your Highness was still talking about girls. It's really great that you could come and see Your Highness."

The palace lamps outside are bright.

However, the Mingfeng Palace appeared somewhat dim, with only two or three lamps lit. Walking inside in winter even gave people a sense of desolation.

Jiang Xuening shivered.

A slender figure ahead fell onto the dark and smooth ground.

Shen Zhiyi, dressed in a light yellow phoenix patterned palace attire, stood in front of a screen. Although only a little light shone on the exquisite embroidery lines of the palace attire, it also shone with a hint of radiance and radiance. She was truly the darling of heaven and the noblewoman of heaven.

She was looking up at the screen, seemingly lost in thought.

Su Shangyi's internal transmission.

She looked back slightly and was not surprised to see Jiang Xuening, who had not seen her for a month, offer her peace of mind. It was as if she had been doing it all this time, and she naturally laughed, "Ning Ning has come."

===Kunning Section 194===

At this moment, Jiang Xuening was deeply saddened.

Only because the face that Shen Zhiyi turned around was calm and without any ripples. Without the once playful and even a bit domineering and unreasonable demeanor, it seems that there is no interest in anything, and everything is inevitable.

That is a feeling of fatigue.

Just like peeling off the bright colors of a person's exterior, leaving only a miserable grayish white inside.

Her guilt and guilt suddenly surged out like a tide: Shen Zhiyi, who had treated her so well, was still trapped in the palace. How could she dare to take advantage of the Tongzhou Campaign to eliminate the Tianjiao and escape to the ends of the earth?

In her previous life, she personally saw Shen Zhiyi go to Tatar to make peace.

The envoys and guards escorting the bride winding from the palace to the outside of the city.

But upon returning, it was a cold coffin!

Jiang Xuening's tears suddenly fell uncontrollably.

Shen Zhiyi walked over and took her hand. The scar under the corner of her eye was no longer covered with powder, and under the light of the jumping light, it was a scar left on her cheek by the swaying state and bleeding mountains of the past.

She led her to the screen and said, "Look, I'm going to the other end of Yanmen Pass soon."

That was actually a map, depicting with ink the territory outside Yanmen Pass belonging to the Tatars.

Jiang Xuening could distinguish that the small characters on the edge were used by outsiders.

So I remembered that when the Tatars reconciled, they ordered envoys to send a map of the Tatars to Shen Lang: There have been ancient allusions in the Central Plains, and presenting a map is equivalent to presenting the territory and territory depicted on the map!

Shen Lang is an ambitious monarch.

But why not sacrifice a mere princess of the imperial family in exchange for the submission of the Tatars?

Unfortunately, after making peace with the Tatars, they eventually sought refuge with the tiger. Within a few years, the Tatars tore up the treaty and launched an attack. Shen Zhiyi, the eldest princess of the Da Qian royal family, naturally sacrificed herself under the sword and halberd of power

Jiang Xuening wanted to speak, but couldn't speak.

Shen Zhiyi smiled lightly and said, "I thought you were coming to comfort me, but I didn't expect to shed tears when I saw you. Instead, I had to take the trouble to comfort you. I heard that it's still your birthday today, so crying and crying like this is not acceptable. You've been unlucky for all the good things, and I won't rely on you."

She asked the palace attendant to bring in wine and food.

Then he took Jiang Xuening's hand and glanced at Fang Miao. He didn't ask anyone why they didn't come, but said, "We've all come. Tonight, we'll have a couple of drinks. I'll just celebrate your birthday."

Fang Miaozi and Shen Zhiyi don't quite match each other, after all, Yang Zhizhai's accompanying readers are much more powerful, and it's not her turn to arrange. Therefore, although Shen Zhiyi didn't pay much attention to her, she didn't mind.

The palace people serve wine and vegetables.

She sat down with Jiang Xuening and drank with Shen Zhiyi. I probably know that the atmosphere is not good right now, so I try to say some funny things to make them happy, and occasionally I can smile.

After three rounds of drinking, all troubles are thrown away.

All three of them were drunk.

Fang Miao had the worst tolerance for alcohol, and the first one lay on the table.

Shen Zhiyi's drunkenness also increased, and when she saw Fang Miaomiao, she laughed heartily. Then she pulled Jiang Xuening out of the palace to see the 16th moon, but her feet drifted and she fell onto the outer steps.

The night was deep and the dew was heavy, and the steps were damp.

Jiang Xuening drank a lot of alcohol, fainted for a while, but later became more and more sober as she drank. She also sat in front of the stairs, accompanied by her, looking up at the cold frost moon in the mid sky.

Shen Zhiyi seemed to feel a bit cold and gently hugged her arm.

A blurry voice overflowed: "Ning Ning..."

Jiang Xuening dared not look back, afraid of meeting a pair of tearful eyes, and only said, "Your Highness, I am here."

Shen Zhiyi murmured, "I'm so afraid that if I go, I won't see you."

Jiang Xuening looked at the pale moon, letting it shine on her wine stained cheeks, and remained silent for a long time.

Tears wet her neck socket.

Shen Zhiyi sighed with a smile and said, "Sometimes I really hate being born into an emperor's family..."

Jiang Xuening trembled, but at that moment, there was also great courage in her chest to rush into it, causing the crazy idea in her heart to come out again, tempting her to speak up: "Your Highness, if you don't go to the wedding, I'll help you escape far away, okay?"

Shen Zhiyi's face was pressed against her neck.

The person seemed to be drunk and let out a faint smile from his throat, "Well, Ning Ning would rather take me far away."

My shoulders are heavy.

It was Shen Zhiyi who finally slept with Fang Miao.

Jiang Xuening sat stiffly in front of the steps for a long time, waiting for the cold dew to wet her eyelashes. Su Shangyi, who was standing beside her, walked over to help Shen Zhiyi, who had fallen drunk. She then took the palace maid's hand and stood up, drinking half a bowl of awakening wine soup with Fang Miao, who had been awakened. The palace maid of Mingfeng Palace carried a lantern and sent her back to the Yangzhi Studio.

Fang Miao was one foot deep and one foot shallow, unaware of the southeast, northwest, and north. As soon as she returned to her own room, she fell asleep.

Jiang Xuening entered the room, but her consciousness was still particularly clear.

She lit a lamp, washed her face with water, stood in front of the gradually calming copper basin, but stared at the reflection in the basin, lost in thought for a long time.

Until the gentle knocking on the door awakened her.

"Knocking."

In the middle of the night, someone stood outside her door and whispered, "Did Miss Jiang fall asleep?"

It has a slightly sharp voice, which immediately indicates that it is a eunuch in the palace.

Jiang Xuening still had water droplets hanging on her face, and her pupils shrank sharply, saying, "Who?"

The eunuch outside said, "I will send you longevity noodles."

Jiang Xuening was momentarily stunned.

Longevity noodles?

She had doubts in her heart and stepped forward to open the door, only to find that she was a young eunuch. He looks very fresh, wearing clothes from the imperial kitchen, and holding a food box in his hand, which is also the shape of the food box in the imperial kitchen.

How many people can still command the imperial dining room in the middle of the night?

And who in this deep palace confinement knows that today is her birthday?

She took the food box from the eunuch's hand, vaguely aware that the fundus of her eyes was hot, and only hung down her eyes and said, "Thank you, Your Highness Royal Highness Princess."

The young eunuch had buried his head in fear, but when he heard this, he looked up in surprise, opening his mouth as if he wanted to say something, and finally tightly closed his mouth.

He remained silent and quietly retreated.

Jiang Xuening didn't notice this detail and wouldn't think deeply. She just closed the door, sat at the table, and took off the lid of the food box.

Simply a bowl of noodles, the noodle soup is made of boiled chicken soup, with a poached egg lying next to it, sprinkled with some tender green onions on the surface, and finely chopped meat mixed inside.

Hot and fragrant.

Jiang Xuening picked up the pair of silver chopsticks placed in the food box and took a few bites, but couldn't taste what it was. Only the teardrops fell into the bowl like broken threads, mixed into the noodle soup, and the more they ate, the saltier they became.

In the end, holding the empty bowl, she burst into tears.

Even crying is silent.

Sitting in the cold silence of the night, listening to the sound of a jade leak outside dripping past the third watch, it was another new day.