Don't be a salted fish, the daily life of the concubine in the palace

A playful smile appeared on Prince Heng's thin lips.

Come to think of it, I haven't seen Shen Wei for a long time. What a coincidence today, I ran into this cunning little fox in the vast imperial city.

"Second brother, what a coincidence." Prince Heng waved a white jade fan in his hand, with a charming smile on his face, and walked forward to greet him happily.

The hot summer sun shone on the long palace road. Prince Heng was all smiles, as if he and Prince Yan were not enemies fighting to the death in the court, but a pair of loving brothers.

Prince Heng came closer and looked at the face of the baby in Prince Yan's arms. The baby's face was white and tender, chubby, and its eyes were wide open, somewhat similar to Shen Wei.

It looks so cute that people can't help but feel pity for it.

"Oh, my little niece is so beautiful." Prince Heng closed the white jade fan and wanted to touch the baby's face gently with the edge of the fan.

Unfortunately, before the fan touched the swaddling clothes, little Leyou's mouth suddenly curled up and he burst into tears, with big tears falling down his face.

King Heng: ...

It's definitely a scam!

This little girl is not even one year old yet, only five months old! She can't even speak, but she has learned her mother's fraudulent tricks without any instruction!

The surroundings suddenly became cold, and King Yan's eyes were filled with cold murderous intent.

Prince Heng felt really wronged. His handsome face flushed red. "Second brother! I haven't met your daughter yet. Her crying is none of my business!"

Little Leyou is still crying loudly.

She cried so heartbreakingly that it was heartbreaking.

Shen Wei hurried forward and said in a friendly manner: "Your Highness, give the child to the wet nurse. The child must be hungry."

The King of Yan's eyes were like knives, piercing the King of Heng who was so close. The accompanying wet nurse took the crying little Leyou into her arms, turned around, and fed the child.

The shrill crying finally stopped.

Prince Yan said, "Father asked you to discuss border trade with the envoys of Southern Chu. You seem to have quite a lot of free time."

The Prince of Yan was filled with murderous intent. His daughter was fine in his arms, not crying or making a fuss, but giggling. When the evil Prince of Heng approached, the girl burst into tears.

"Alas, Nanchu is a small country. It won't hurt to delay for a day or two." King Heng's eyes were curved. He always had a cheerful smile on his face and smiled at everyone he looked at.

Prince Heng glanced at Shen Wei beside Prince Yan. Shen Wei was dressed elegantly today, her hair was combed meticulously, and she looked bright and generous.

There is absolutely no trace of the rusticity of a farm girl about her. She is like a peony blooming in the morning sun, which is more pleasing to the eye the more you look at her.

Prince Heng sighed inwardly.

Every time he saw Shen Wei, this woman seemed to be more beautiful, full of vitality and high spirits. Prince Heng even felt that in the flowery city of Yanjing, Shen Wei's beauty could be ranked among the best.

Now Shen Wei has become the concubine of Prince Yan. Prince Heng heard that Shen Wei is also in charge of the whole family for the seriously ill princess and manages the inner house of the palace in an orderly manner. It can be said that Shen Wei is now in high spirits and in great glory.

But...Prince Heng just can't stand seeing Shen Wei enjoying such a great time!

He wanted to pull this cunning, hypocritical woman down from the altar and let the world see her true cunning face.

Prince Heng cleared his throat and deliberately reminded Prince Yan loudly: "You can know a person's face but not his heart. Some people say they like someone, but actually have other intentions. They are so hypocritical."

King Yan: ...

Shen Wei: This divisive bastard.

Prince Heng thought, I have reminded you so clearly, if my second brother is a little more careful, he will definitely find out Shen Wei's hypocrisy. So Prince Heng smiled and bowed, saying goodbye: "Mother is still waiting for me, second brother, I will leave first."

Prince Heng opened the white jade fan in his hand again, glanced at Shen Wei meaningfully, and walked away.

Prince Yan frowned slightly, not understanding what Prince Heng meant. What does it mean to "know a person's face but not his heart"?

However, the King of Yan knew this scheming brother well. Nine out of ten words from the King of Heng's mouth were lies.

Prince Yan took Shen Wei out of the palace and took the carriage back to the Prince's Mansion. The road was smooth and the carriage was moving very slowly.

The Prince of Yan was thinking about the words of the Prince of Heng, "You can know a person's face but not his heart"... Was the Prince of Heng reminding him that someone around the Prince of Yan was cheating? Was the Prince of Heng so kind?

Prince Yan was thinking calmly. He looked up inadvertently and found that Shen Wei beside him was also frowning her pretty eyebrows, with a look of confusion on her pretty face.

"Weiwei, what are you thinking about?" asked King Yan.

Shen Wei pursed her lips slightly, raised her beautiful eyes, and looked at King Yan quietly. She seemed to be very hesitant, but finally couldn't help but speak, with tears in her eyes: "Prince... don't you like me?"

King Yan:!!!

King Yan's expression was stern, and his eyelids twitched: "How could this king not like you!"

Shen Wei lowered her head in grievance and said sullenly: "But, His Royal Highness Prince Heng just said...You can't know a person's heart by his appearance. Your Majesty treats me very well and loves me, but I come from a humble background. Maybe Your Majesty just likes my appearance and wants my body..."

Prince Yan's temple was throbbing.

Prince Yan immediately understood that Prince Heng's words just now were "stirring up discord"! His innocent and kind-hearted Wei Wei was deceived by Prince Heng's few words and actually began to doubt Prince Yan's love.

Prince Yan cursed Prince Heng fiercely in his heart, calling him a scoundrel with a very evil heart!

It actually destroyed his harmonious family relationship!

"Weiwei, don't think too much." King Yan held Shen Wei's delicate white hand and patiently comforted her, "You are the only one who understands my heart, so I will naturally love you."

What King Yan said is true.

He really likes Shen Wei, and Shen Wei's weight in his heart is getting heavier and heavier. Only in front of Shen Wei can the King of Yan open his heart and express his true feelings.

Prince Yan couldn't help but think that perhaps Prince Heng also knew this, so he deliberately sowed discord in an attempt to shake Shen Wei's character.

"Really?" Shen Wei stared at Prince Yan, as if doubtful, "But if His Royal Highness Prince Heng said..."

The King of Yan comforted him, "It's just to sow discord. Don't believe it."

Shen Wei seemed to be relieved, with wholehearted trust in her eyes. She gently leaned into the arms of Prince Yan: "I believe in you, Your Majesty. You are the best man in the world, and you will never deceive me."

Prince Yan put his arm around Shen Wei's slender shoulders and felt a little relieved.

Fortunately, he reacted quickly, otherwise Weiwei would have been deceived by his sweet words.

From an angle that King Yan couldn't see, Shen Wei's eyes flashed coldly. King Heng was full of evil intentions and actually wanted to shake King Yan's trust in her.

Fortunately, she reacted quickly and turned the tables.

Prince Heng wants to sow discord? He is still too young.

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Prince Heng walked slowly along the long palace road to Concubine Qian's palace. Emperor Daqing was old and sick, and now in the palace, Concubine Qian and the Queen could barely be considered equals.

"Your son pays his respects to mother." Prince Heng walked to the inner hall.

The palace servants withdrew, and Concubine Qian was the only one in the inner hall. She leaned against the couch, sorting a stack of yellow paper in her hands.

Concubine Qian has only one son, Prince Heng. Now, at nearly fifty years old, she is still well-maintained and her eyes still show the beauty she had in her youth.

"Please sit down." Concubine Qian did not even raise her head and carefully folded yellow paper in her hands.

Prince Heng sat down on a rosewood chair and tilted his head to look at the pile of yellow paper: "Mother, Princess Taihua has been dead for a hundred years. Why do you go to Qiuliang Palace to offer sacrifices to her every early autumn?"