Wearing a book, hooking him up

"Master, His Highness has sent a set of folk costumes. I will help you dress up now."

Miaoxia stood respectfully aside, directing the palace maids to carefully bring in the dress.

Su Jingyao nodded slightly, stood up gracefully, then slowly walked to the dressing table and sat down.

Miaoxue stood behind Su Jingyao, fiddling with her hair deftly while saying, "Master, His Highness said that he would take you and the Crown Princess to Zuixiaolou for dinner tonight. After dinner, we will go shopping in Fanhuali."

"Although the eldest master would take you out every year on this street in Fanhuali, this street is decorated very creatively every year, so it is still worth a visit."

Su Jingyao stared at herself in the mirror quietly, with a calm expression in her flawless and pure eyes.

She opened her lips slightly and spoke calmly.

"During the Flower Festival every year, the street in Fanhuali is indeed the most lively and the most beautifully decorated, with hundreds of flowers lined up on both sides of the street. But after so many years, I'm tired of it. Instead, the little things in Linlang Street attract me more."

Miaoxia sighed softly, feeling a little regretful.

"Yes, Linlang Street has all kinds of snacks and jewelry, but His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has to accompany the Crown Princess to visit the prosperous area, so I'm afraid the master won't have the chance to go to Linlang Street."

"The Crown Prince and the Crown Princess are out having fun, why should I go with them?"

Su Jingyao was choosing jewelry casually. Her fingers were slender and white, and she gently moved them among the jewelry, as if she was playing a silent piece of music.

Then he ordered: "After leaving the palace, let Li Jing wait for me at Mofeng Tower on Linlang Street. I will go to him in the evening."

Miaoxue looked worried, "Master, what if we are discovered by the prince?"

Su Jingyao smiled slightly, with a hint of disdain in her smile.

"The Crown Prince and the Crown Princess are having fun in the bustling city, so they don't have time to care about me. Don't worry."

Su Jingyao doesn't have the habit of being a light bulb between two lovers, nor does she have the hobby of watching others being affectionate.

Didn’t Jun Zechen say that she wouldn’t affect him and Ling Yue?

It better be this way.

After about a quarter of an hour, Su Jingyao changed her clothes.

She was wearing a mint green dress, the color of which was like the new buds in early spring, fresh and full of vitality. Her figure was as light as a swallow, and every movement she made was charming and lively, which was eye-catching.

She is like a fairy walking out of a painting, beautiful, charming, and refreshing.

Afterwards, Su Jingyao walked gracefully to the main gate of the East Palace.

At this time, Ling Yue had already dressed up and was standing there.

However, Jun Zechen has not returned yet, but according to the time calculation, he should be back soon.

Su Jingyao walked forward, bowed slightly and saluted.

"I pay my respects to my sister."

A gentle and pure smile bloomed on her face, like the warm sunshine in spring, making people feel extremely heartwarming.

Su Jingyao's eyes were also full of affection for Ling Yue, as if Ling Yue was the closest person to her in the East Palace.

"Sister, get up." Ling Yue's voice was soft and kind.

Ling Yue had complicated feelings towards Su Jingyao. She knew that Su Jingyao was kind and sensible, and a very good woman. Since Su Jingyao entered the East Palace, she had never taken the initiative to seduce Jun Zechen, and even avoided Jun Zechen because of her.

Su Jingyao also often came to her Qiluan Palace. When Jun Zechen was not around, the two of them got along like close friends.

Su Jingyao treated her as a sister and was willing to tell her everything. Even when the Queen drugged her, Su Jingyao sent someone to call her over, wanting her to take Jun Zechen away.

Ling Yue sometimes felt guilty in front of Su Jingyao, because in the process of getting along with Su Jingyao, she still lacked Su Jingyao's sincerity.

She has always been on guard against Su Jingyao, fearing that Jun Zechen would fall in love with her.

It was obviously Su Jingyao who intruded into the relationship between her and Jun Zechen, but Su Jingyao acted too openly between the two of them, which made Ling Yue feel that she was not broad-minded enough.

After Su Jingyao stood up, she slowly walked to Ling Yue, leaned over intimately, and said coquettishly: "Sister, after I leave the palace today, I will definitely not disturb your sweet time with His Highness."

Her voice rang in Ling Yue's ears, so soft that only Ling Yue could hear it clearly.

"When the time comes, I will sneak away. Sister, can you help me cover for me?"

After saying that, she blinked at Ling Yue, looking playful and cute, making people want to love her.

When Ling Yue heard her say this, she couldn't help but feel happy.

She was already a little unhappy that Jun Zechen brought Su Jingyao along, but Su Jingyao was also a little girl. How could he leave her alone in the East Palace on a day like the Flower Festival?

So when Jun Zechen brought it up, Ling Yue did not object.

She suppressed the joy in her heart and pretended to be worried and said, "Sister, it's dangerous outside the palace. You'd better follow me and His Highness and don't run around casually."

"Sister, the capital is under the feet of the emperor, nothing will happen. Besides, I will bring Miaoyun and Miaoxue with me. They both know some martial arts, so nothing will happen." Su Jingyao said nonchalantly.

After saying that, Su Jingyao held Ling Yue's hand affectionately and continued to tease, "Sister, don't you want to spend some time alone with His Highness?"

A hint of shyness flashed across Ling Yue's eyes. Of course she was thinking about it.

Afterwards, as Su Jingyao kept acting coquettishly, Ling Yue finally nodded in agreement.

After Su Jingyao succeeded, her smile gradually subsided. She straightened her body, lowered her head slightly, and waited quietly for Jun Zechen's arrival.

After a while, Jun Zechen arrived leisurely.

His eyes turned and he immediately saw the woman in a mint green dress standing at the door.

Su Jingyao's exquisite face is like a carefully crafted work of art, making people unable to help but take a few more glances.

With a graceful figure, light and graceful, no matter where she stands, she seems to be the focus of everyone's attention, attracting everyone's attention.

The dress that Su Jingyao was wearing was specially made by him using brocade selected from his private warehouse.

The first time, Jun Zechen just asked Anshun to send over an ordinary folk dress.

Anshun reported that when the clothes were delivered to her, it was Miaoyun who was beside her who took them over. When Miaoyun touched the texture of the clothes, she frowned slightly and said that Su Jingyao's skin was too delicate and she could not wear such rough clothes.

In fact, the clothes and skirts sent by Anshun were not rough in texture. They were ordinary clothes that young ladies in Beijing would buy and wear.

However, Su Jingyao always wore dresses made of brocade, so Miaoyun cleverly declined on her master's behalf.

When Anshun went to report to the prince, he felt it was difficult to speak.

After much hesitation, he finally gritted his teeth and told the story again. The gist of it was that the dress sent was of poor quality and Concubine Su could not wear it.

Jun Zechen had naturally also experienced the delicate and soft body of a young woman.

At that time, he frowned slightly and fell into deep thought. I wonder if the little woman would think that he, the prince, was stingy and that the dresses he sent her were not as good as the ones she had in her boudoir.

After spending these days together, he had a deeper understanding of the luxurious life of the Su family's daughter.

So later Jun Zechen specially asked someone to use the brocade in his private warehouse to make a folk-style dress, which is the one Su Jingyao is wearing today.

When Ling Yue saw Jun Zechen coming, she hurriedly stepped forward with a smile. She bowed slightly and said respectfully, "Your Highness, I pay my respects to you."

Her voice was clear and pleasant, ringing in Jun Zechen's ears, and his thoughts were slightly withdrawn.

When Ling Yue is outside and interacting with Jun Zechen, she will be more polite in addressing him.

Today, Ling Yue is wearing a red skirt. The bright color makes her look more energetic.

Every time she was taken out of the palace, she preferred to wear these eye-catching colors.

Su Jingyao followed behind Ling Yue. She also slowly walked forward, bowed slightly, and performed a shallow salute.

"I pay my respects to Your Highness."

"Get up."

Jun Zechen took Ling Yue and Su Jingyao onto the carriage at a leisurely pace. He sat calmly in the middle, with an upright posture, exuding an air of majesty.

Ling Yue and Su Jingyao sat on either side of him.

Su Jingyao sat quietly aside, her eyes clear and peaceful, quiet and without excessive movements.

Ling Yue seemed particularly active. Her words kept pouring out like a string of cannonballs, with a smile on her face and her eyes sparkling with anticipation.

"Aze, I heard there are many wonderful performances in today's bustling event, including float parades, flower fairs, red viewing, etc. It's really exciting!"

After that, she turned to look at Su Jingyao and asked with a smile: "Sister stays in the capital all year round, do you participate in the Flower Festival every year?"

Su Jingyao smiled and said, "Yes, every year during the Flower Festival, my brother would take me out to play."

"I grew up in the outskirts of the Great Wall. I missed the Flower Festival the first year I came back. Last year was the first time I attended it. It was the first time I felt such a lively festival in the capital."

As Ling Yue spoke, she shook her body unconsciously, and the hairpin on her head swayed with her.

After Su Jingyao heard this, a glimmer of longing flashed in her eyes.

"I have seen the prosperity of the capital, but I have never seen the frontiers that my sister talked about. I have only seen the scenery of the frontiers in books, 'the sky and the earth howl, the horse gallops in the west wind'. I often sigh at the tragic heroism of the heroes in the frontiers, because it is their protection that makes the capital prosperous."

Ling Yue has loved wielding swords and guns since she was young, and she has not had much exposure to poetry, so she does not know the specific meaning of the poem that Su Jingyao said.

Although she lived outside the Great Wall, as a woman and her father was a general guarding the frontier, she herself had never actually set foot on the battlefield.

For her, the frontier is a place where she can ride her horse freely without being bound by cumbersome rules. It is what her heart desires.

But for the soldiers at the border, the area beyond the Great Wall is a place they have to take responsibility for and protect.

Ling Yue said casually: "I will tell you in detail about the scenery outside the Great Wall later. How can the book describe such a magnificent scenery?"

Su Jingyao showed a happy smile on her face, "Yes, reading thousands of books is not as good as traveling thousands of miles. I really envy you for your broad knowledge."

"Hahaha, I will prepare some fine wine from outside the Great Wall for my sister to drink together."

"Thank you sister."

Jun Zechen listened quietly to their conversation and was very pleased that they got along so well with each other. They were both kind and pure-hearted.

He didn't want the two of them to be on opposite sides, and it was best for them to live in harmony like they were now.

However, Jun Zechen just realized from the conversation between the two how one-sided his previous understanding was.

He once thought that the noble ladies who lived a life of luxury in the capital would never know the sadness and desolation of the border.

But now it seems that even Ling Yue, who grew up outside the Great Wall, cannot truly empathize with the difficulties faced by the soldiers.

If possible, no one would yearn for the outside world. What the soldiers desire most is always the warmth of home, the familiar land and the embrace of their loved ones.

Jun Zechen realized these things only after he actually went to the battlefield.

Jun Zechen's gaze fell on Su Jingyao, with complex emotions intertwined in his eyes.