Dressed as a concubine instead of a concubine

"Has the prince left the court?"

Zhiyue looked at the sky and replied, "Soon, the prince will be back in about a quarter of an hour."

"Then I'll go wait for him at the gate."

Thinking about how I gave him a cold shoulder yesterday, I don't know if he's angry or not, so I should try to comfort him.

Standing outside the mansion was too conspicuous, so Meng Xiyue waited inside, her eyes looking at the door expectantly.

As time passed by and the person still hadn't come back, her heart gradually changed from expectation to loss.

"Miss, maybe the prince has something to do today and will be back late. Why don't you go back and rest first? I will wait here. When the prince comes back, I will tell you as soon as possible."

Meng Xiyue shook her head. She wanted to wait for him. She wanted to see him now.

As if he had sensed something, Xie Junyi finally came back and was walking quickly into the mansion.

When he saw her, he was slightly startled, then he walked forward with joy, "It's so hot, why are you standing here?"

"I want to wait for you."

Meng Xiyue's soft words instantly soothed Xie Junyi's irritability in the court, and he gently embraced her in his arms.

"Just wait inside."

"I made some new iced drinks. Let's drink some to cool off in Mengxi Garden."

"Go to my study. I have some official business to attend to. Please stay with me."

Xie Junyi was afraid that after he went to Mengxi Garden, he would not want to go back to handle official business. It was better to handle the official business so that he could accompany her with peace of mind.

"Okay, Zhiyue, go get the chilled lotus seed soup."

"Yes."

Xie Junyi held Meng Xiyue's hand and walked into Qiujingxuan, where he saw Yin Wumei and others waiting in the yard.

"Your Majesty."

When Yin Wumei saw the intimate behavior of the two, his expression darkened slightly, and then returned to normal.

He took out a clean handkerchief and handed it to Xie Junyi.

Xie Junyi took it and did not wipe his own sweat. Instead, he turned around and gently wiped the sweat for Meng Xiyue.

"If you want to wait for me in the future, just let Zhiyue wait there. When I see her, I will go find you as soon as possible. Don't wait by yourself anymore."

Thinking of how she had stood in the sun waiting for him for half an hour, he hated himself for not coming back earlier.

"I understand. It's not like I have to wait every day."

As they talked, they walked straight into the house.

Yin Wumei stood there, like a transparent person. She took a deep breath and controlled her emotions.

Thinking that the prince was like this in the past, she would be satisfied as long as she could see him like this every day.

She was a young lady raised in a wealthy family, so she couldn't be like Meng Xiyue and try to be cunning and seek attention.

She was not a concubine who served the prince by using her beauty. All she had to do was to manage the affairs of the mansion for the prince so that he would have no worries.

This is something that no one can replace.

The prince will have lunch soon, and she has to prepare it.

Just as she was about to leave, she heard the prince's guard Ziye calling her.

She was delighted, "Does the prince have any instructions?"

"The prince has ordered that Miss Yin should not wait outside the study unless it is important. Miss Yin does not need to do these unimportant things."

This one sentence almost made Yin Wumei lose her balance. She has been like this since she entered Prince Qi's Mansion.

She knew that the first thing the prince would do after returning home was to go to the study, so she waited there, handing him a handkerchief to wipe his sweat in the summer and a heater in the winter.

She thought that what she had done had become a habit engraved in the prince's heart, and that the prince would become inseparable from her under her careful care.

But now, just one sentence wiped out everything she had done before, which was insignificant in the prince's mind.

The prince only saw Meng Xiyue waiting occasionally, but did not see himself waiting day and night.

No matter how strong her character was, she couldn't hold it anymore and quickly left Qiu Jingxuan.

No one noticed what she was thinking, or no one cared.

Now Xie Junyi and Meng Xiyue are in the room, drinking iced lotus seed porridge, feeling very comfortable.

Xie Junyi put Meng Xiyue's feet on his legs and massaged them gently.

"I just stood for a while, I'm not tired."

Meng Xiyue's face flushed, she felt that Xie Junyi had gone too far. She just stood for a while, not climbed a mountain, so there was no need to massage her feet.

And let him knead it himself.

Seeing her in such an awkward situation, Xie Junyi put her down and said, "Then you rest here. I will go to handle some official business and have lunch at Qiu Jing Xuan later."

"it is good."

After Xie Junyi went to handle official business with peace of mind, Meng Xiyue noticed the furnishings in the study.

This study is fresh and elegant, yet reveals a low-key luxury, and the walls are covered with calligraphy and paintings by famous artists.

Suddenly, Meng Xiyue's gaze stopped on the painting in the middle, which was a landscape painting.

A lake is surrounded by towering mountains, and in the middle of the lake, an old man wearing a bamboo hat is sitting on a boat fishing.

At the bottom of the painting, the signature is Mo Ran.

"This is a painting by Master Mo Ran. I heard that he is from Qingyun City. You should know this?"

Xie Junyi saw her eyes resting on the painting and introduced it.

"I've heard of it." Meng Xiyue lowered her eyebrows, her long eyelashes hiding her guilty conscience.

"The prince also likes her paintings?"

"Her paintings are very special. Both the painting method and the colors are something I have never seen before. Her painting skills are superb and no one can match her."

No one can match it, it is a very high evaluation, but Meng Xiyue knows that she is just taking advantage of her past life.

The calligraphy and painting she learned were a fusion of thousands of years of accumulation, so naturally they were better than those of the masters in this world.

Moreover, she is also gifted in painting. Perhaps it is because she follows in her mother's footsteps, her mother became a famous painter at a young age.

But she is even better than her mother, her talent is better than her mother's.

Not stifling her talent may be the only and best gift her mother in her previous life gave her.

Even if her behavior was to please the so-called father, she didn't care because she really liked painting.

After coming here, she just wanted to live an ordinary life, but she couldn't give up painting.

Occasionally, she would secretly paint a picture in her spare time. Later, Zhou Chengjing saw it and said he wanted to take her paintings to the capital.

That painting caught the emperor's eye, and the name Mo Ran became known to everyone.

This fishing picture was the first painting Zhou Chengjing brought into the capital. Unexpectedly, it ended up in Xie Junyi's hands.

"Unfortunately, I have been searching for a long time but have not found any trace of Master Mo Ran."

Meng Xiyue was slightly stunned. She didn't expect Xie Junyi to go looking for her.

When Zhou Chengjing wanted to take her paintings back, she said that her identity must be kept secret and she didn't want anyone to know.

This time Zhou Chengjing really kept his word.

"She may be afraid of being disturbed. Why should the prince be so obsessed with the real person?"