Yi Xin as a concubine

At the same time, in an inconspicuous two-story house behind the Xin Mansion.

"Yu'er has been gone for nearly three years, and Xiaobao is already three years old. Xiang Qing is a pitiful girl, but Chen'er and she are uncle and widowed sister-in-law after all. If they get married in the future... Chen'er has been hiding his identity for so many years, and we can't let him down too much. It would be nice if the two of them could really fall in love with each other." An old man in a white robe and a long beard, who looked like a Taoist priest, held a white chess piece in his hand and said leisurely as he pretended to think.

"Sir, please be careful with your words. If Mr. Xiang knows about this, he will probably come to kill you. To be honest, no one in the world knows that His Royal Highness Changsun has a brother. This may be a trouble in the future." Another old man in a gray robe, holding a black chess piece in his hand, waited for the other party to finish playing, and also placed the chess piece leisurely. Although he was dressed like a servant, he did not have the humbleness of a servant at all.

"The world is ignorant and full of blind followers. With the Yingzhou Moxuan clan as a guarantor, those pedantic scholars will jump up and down to spread the word. By then, there will probably be tens of millions of touching stories circulating in the world."

The grey-robed old servant looked at the sage-like man opposite him with disdain, and even spoke with contempt of the pedantic scholar, the great scholar Mo Xuan. He couldn't help but sigh in his heart that his teacher was worthy of the title of 'Ni Li Zhenren', as he was indeed rebellious and heretical.

"In my opinion, the Crown Princess is completely focused on Xiaobao. I'm afraid she doesn't have that intention."

"Then find a woman for Chen Er. He's already 23 years old, full of vigor and vitality. Don't hold it back and get sick!"

"Yin alone cannot produce life, Yang alone cannot grow. Heaven and earth match Yin and Yang. Men take women as their homes, women take men as their families. Human beings are paired with husband and wife."

"You should use this to persuade the Second Prince." The gray-robed old servant twitched his ears, put down the chess piece with a smile, stood up leisurely, opened the door, let the black-clothed man standing at the door into the room, and closed the door casually.

"As far as I know, there are at least seven brothers in Yingzhou who have reached the marriageable age, three of whom are older than me. Grandfather should worry about them when he has time!"

As the man in black entered the room, he pulled off his veil, bowed to the old man in white in an unceremonious manner, and sat down in the seat of the old servant in gray robe. He glanced at the chessboard casually, and unsurprisingly, an expression of disgust appeared in his eyes.

The old man in white on the opposite side instantly got furious upon seeing this, and almost couldn't maintain his sage-like demeanor. He swung his wide sleeves as if inadvertently, and the originally clearly distinguished black and white chess pieces instantly became a mess.

The man in black raised his eyebrows and glanced at the gray-robed old servant who was laughing at the side, and whispered: "It's really hard for Grandpa Gray! I'm afraid no one in this world knows that the great scholar Mo Xuan, who is worshipped as a god by them, is actually a complete loser in chess."

"You little brat, you... stop changing the subject. I almost got sidetracked by you. I was just talking about finding you a wife."

"Grandfather, I haven't finished reading the book today, otherwise I'll do it another day..."

"Some other day? I've already shown it to you. Do you see that big house?"

"Xin Mansion?"

"The eighth young lady of the Xin family."

"Not funny." The man in black looked at his grandfather, who was always acting out his ideas and getting more and more naughty as he got older, and felt a headache and wanted to hold his forehead with his hand.

"Just wait to get married!" The old man didn't care about his grandson's attitude at all and said happily.

"Don't mess around. The Crown Prince's Consort is still alive. Why would I marry a wife?"

The man in black was really afraid of this old naughty boy of his. He couldn't beat or scold him, and he couldn't get angry because he was old. So he thought it best to adopt a conciliatory policy, so he started to reason with him.

As a result, when you talk to him about reason, he talks to you about morality.

You talk to him about morality, and he argues with you about etiquette and law.

If you argue with him about etiquette, he will just play rogue with you.

As a great scholar, he really had no idol burden at all. The man in black could only flee in despair. He didn't even have time to open the door and flew out of the window directly.

The old man in white laughed triumphantly, and then continued to pull the old man in gray robe to start over, completely ignoring the helpless and constipated expression of the old servant.

"Old Gray, there are only a few of our old friends left now. They are all old. Look at your white hair. How many years do you have left to live?"

"Sir, you are still strong. You were able to steal some wine yesterday." The gray-robed old man's eyes flashed with sadness, but he still said it in a teasing tone.

"You old fellow, 'Justice is the only thing that comes to you in this world, and it does not spare the nobles.' No one can escape that day, but it doesn't matter if I die, as an old man. I have to make arrangements for Chen'er."

"That child was stranded among the common people when he was young. He was finally found and brought back. However, due to various reasons, his identity was not restored. He didn't live a free life for two years before he experienced the destruction of his country and his family. He must be filled with hatred!"

Bai Zi hesitated for a long time and didn't know where to put his fingertips. He simply loosened his fingertips, lost interest, and lay back casually, and continued to speak:

"It's not easy to make a deal that changes the world. Yingzhou is powerful, but it only has influence among scholars. It still has some power in the other three countries, but look at the land we are standing on now. There is no place for scholars. Yingzhou's influence will become smaller and smaller. How long can I protect them?"

The old man in gray robe paused while packing up the chess pieces. He wanted to say something to comfort his old master, but opened his mouth. In the end, he said nothing and lowered his head to continue packing up the chessboard.

"You don't have to persuade me. Huanhuan only has this little bloodline left. I can't let Chen'er risk everything for revenge. I have to find him something to care about."

"It is said that the young lady of the Xin family is as timid as a mouse, submissive, weak and unable to take care of herself. She also has a foxy face that can seduce everyone. If she were to enter the mansion, it would probably be... a disaster rather than a blessing. After all, the man above is definitely not a good person."

The old man in gray robe put away the chessboard and began to analyze the situation according to his teacher's thoughts.

"Marry a virtuous wife and a beautiful concubine. I, Mo Xuancang, feel sorry for my grandson who is trapped in Shengjing and cannot be happy. I want to give him a beautiful concubine to add to his beauty. Who is this bothering?"

Well, the old man who just said that he was worried that Yingzhou’s power was waning and that he couldn’t protect his grandson was probably not my master. I’ll just assume that I was hallucinating!

The grey-robed old servant thought tactfully, but the great scholar Mo Xuan seemed to have lost his temper. He heavily put down the teacup in his hand, with an angry expression, as if he wanted to find someone to fight with.

He turned around in a restless manner for a few times, and then muttered to himself, "Didn't they say that girl likes to go to the library? Maybe she's a talented person?"

After saying this, he stood up, roughly tore off his wide Confucian robe, and fell headfirst onto the bed, cursing, "A common man is in power! A common man is in power!"

The gray-robed old servant sighed helplessly, blew out the candle, and quietly retreated.

As expected, as soon as he went out, he saw the man in black waiting at the door, who saluted in a low voice and said, "Second Prince."

"Has Grandfather rested?"

The man had a clear voice, a tall and slender figure, and a graceful demeanor. In the candlelight, his features looked even softer, and one could vaguely see 50% of the appearance of his young lady in her youth.

The gray-robed old servant was a little dazed for a moment, but the man was not in a hurry and waited quietly for the old servant to answer.

"Your Highness, please forgive me. I was distracted for a moment. The master has already gone to bed. I am here to guard the place. Your Highness, please rest assured."

"Okay, thank you, Grandpa Hui." After the man said that, he looked into the house again before turning around and leaving.

The old servant in gray robes watched the man's back as he walked away, feeling mixed emotions. Such a good little prince, obviously worthy of being matched with the most beautiful woman in the world, has an awkward background. He hoped that the young lady of the Xin family could be of some use. Alas!

Xin Baoer had no idea what everyone was thinking. At this moment, she was hugging the quilt, curled up into a small ball, and fell into a dark dream.

"You little bastard, you're a good student, and you always get full marks in math. So calculate what time you'll be home after you've had fun with us guys?"

After the disgusting male voice died down, several obscene laughs of varying pitches were heard around, mixed with one or two sinister laughs from women.

Xin Rubao huddled in the corner, looking at the men and women surrounding her in fear. Her eyes were blurred with tears. She watched the fat, flowery arms stretch out towards her clothes and screamed in despair.

"Miss! Miss! Wake up, Miss!"

Xin Baoer opened her eyes with difficulty, and saw Lancao calling her anxiously. She closed her eyes, opened them again, and smiled self-deprecatingly, "It's really useless. I thought what happened during the day was over, but I didn't expect to have a nightmare again! Could it be that I really can't get rid of the shadows of my previous life?"

"Miss?"

"Nothing, just a nightmare. What time is it?"

"It's just past midnight, it's still early, you should get some sleep."

She said okay, but after Lancao left, Xin Baoer was no longer sleepy. She looked at the moonlight sneaking in through the window and thought about her future in this strange world.