Rescue Little White Flower

"where is this?"

When Shen Qingwei woke up, she found herself in a strange place.

She rolled over and got up, only to notice that Zhao Xingyue was sitting there by the window not far away.

The sky outside the window had darkened, and the faint afterglow of the setting sun shot in obliquely from the window, falling on her face, making her skin paler.

"I thought you would sleep until tomorrow."

Zhao Xingyue's voice sounded, and Shen Qingwei felt that there seemed to be a faint smile in this sentence.

But when she looked over, Zhao Xingyue cast her gaze out of the window again, the expression on her face was light and it was unclear whether she had ever smiled.

The swollen eyes brought a slight tingling pain, the memory before falling asleep came like a tide, the narrow tombstone, the three characters Su Yeqing on the monument...

She stepped on her shoes, walked quickly to Shen Qingwei, and then knelt down in front of her, "Thank you, Your Highness."

Zhao Xingyue asked, "Thank me for what I do?"

Without waiting for Shen Qingwei to speak, she already stretched out her hand to the people on the ground, "Get up, after a day of tossing, and get hungry, eat something, and take you out to watch the lantern show later."

Before eating, Shen Qingwei took a wash.

The servants in uniforms came in with toiletries in their hands, and there were even two male servants carrying a bathtub. Only then did Shen Qingwei realize where she was—

Yuhuan Tower.

A brothel.

A brothel famous for its full fish banquet.

This is one of the most famous brothels in Beijing. Shen Qingwei has even heard that there are many gluttons who come here, not for the gentle fragrance of nephrite jade, but just to taste a bit of fish in Yuhuan Tower.

It is a brothel, rather than a pub restaurant, but with more services by the beauty.

No one knows who the owner behind Yuhuan Tower is, but the person who can open such a brothel in Beijing must be very capable.

She has never been to Yuhuan Tower, but she has heard people say that one of the features of Yuhuan Tower is that from the upper floor of Yuhuan to the bustard oiran, down to the turtle father's little servant, there will be a lifelike piece on each person’s clothes. fish.

Yu Huan's descendants moved quickly, agile, and quieter.

When Shen Qingwei cleaned up and went out, Zhao Xingyue was already sitting in front of a round table. The round table in front of her was full of vegetables.

Every dish is fish.

The whole fish banquet is a banquet that the daughter of Yuhuan Tower is hard to find.

She looked at Zhao Xingyue, her eyes gleaming with joy.

Shen Qingwei likes to eat fish.

But she didn't show it when she was in the princess mansion. At most, when she was eating dinner with Zhao Xingyue, if there were fish, she would hold two more chopsticks.

She is not sure whether the other party has noticed this preference, but on the day of her birthday, it is undoubtedly a joy to be able to satisfy her favorite food.

"It's not here yet," Zhao Xingyue greeted her when she saw her stunned in place: "The food just served, eat it while it is hot, or it will be cold."

Shen Qingwei quickly opened the chair and sat down, a bit impatient in her movements.

There was a loud rubbing sound between the chair feet and the ground, her face couldn't help but flushed, and Zhao Xingyue's lips curled up.

Shen Qingwei, who caught this smile, couldn't wait to bury her head in her chest, or find a gap on the ground to get in.

Zhao Xingyue spoke slowly, "Could it be that you thought you would jump into your mouth by looking at a fish?"

Shen Qingwei blushed again.

…

Yu Huan Lou deserves to be called Yu Huan Lou. The chef's craftsmanship is very good. The ordinary fish meat becomes soft and tender in his hands.

Zhao Xingyue only clamped a few chopsticks, then stopped and looked at Shen Qingwei who was eating fish.

After raising her for almost a year, the little girl finally got into a mess when she saw her, she couldn't stop shaking when she got close, to the point where she could eat calmly in front of her.

She knows that Shen Qingwei likes to eat fish.

Shen Qingwei would not know how much her expression looked like a cat seeing good food whenever there were fish on the dinner table.

His big eyes were squinted, and with every bite, the pleasant feeling came out from the inside out.

Zhao Xingyue thought, this girl is really easy to be satisfied, as long as a mouthful of fish, she can be happy to be like a little fool.

She doesn't often let the kitchen prepare fish. If Shen Qingwei pays attention, she should find that whenever she is doing well in her studies, there will always be a dish on the table that night is fish, which is a commendation for her.

Tonight is August 14th, and there is one day before the 15th, but after nightfall, the streets still become lively.

Especially like the Yuhuan Tower, which is built near the water, next to the downtown area, people’s chatting and laughing can be transmitted from the air to people’s ears far away.

Zhao Xingyue looked at Shen Qingwei, but his vision gradually blurred.

In my memory, there seems to be someone who has a similar look on his face when he is eating fish.

"His Royal Highness, this fish is so delicious, I have never eaten such a delicious fish."

"His Royal Highness, I will listen to you every day from now on, can you give me fish every day?"

"I'm not a cat, but I want to eat fish. It's not just a cat demon that can eat fish in this world, Your Highness, Your Highness—"

"Your Highness!"

Shen Qingwei's voice made Zhao Xingyue break free from the trance, and the non-stop sound in her ears went away, replaced by the voice of the people downstairs.

Shen Qingwei looked at Zhao Xingyue with uneasy eyes. Zhao Xingyue's expression just now gave her the feeling that the other party was looking at someone through her.

Knowing that it was an offense, she couldn't help but ask: "His Royal Highness, what's the matter with you?"

The liar Zhao Xingyue said casually: "I just thought that your mother also liked to eat fish. I promised to find the best chef in the world to cook fish for her every day. Until she gets tired of it, now I am the chef. Found it, but your mother is gone."

Shen Qingwei squeezed the chopsticks tightly.

She felt that her heart seemed to be pinched by an invisible big hand, and she felt a sudden empty feeling in her chest.

It was not the first time that she heard about Su Yeqing from Zhao Xingyue. In fact, most of the time, she enjoyed the past from Zhao Xingyue and touched her mother who had never been in contact.

Even in the morning, she was still grateful that Zhao Xingyue was willing to take herself to see her mother's grave and offer incense for her.

But at this moment, she suddenly thought of—

In Zhao Xingyue's eyes, is she Shen Qingwei or just Su Yeqing's daughter?

Once, she was very grateful that Zhao Xingyue was willing to take care of herself as her mother's deceased, but now, when she truly realizes this fact, she only feels that her heart is filled with thousands of ants.

…

During the Mid-Autumn Festival, a banquet was held in the palace.

Zhao Xingyue took Shen Qingwei into the palace.

As the eldest princess, Zhao Xingyue's position is very high. Just below the emperor, Shen Qingwei stood beside her, serving silently.

Picking up a chopsticks dish for Zhao Xingyue, Shen Qingwei noticed a malicious look that fell on her body far away.

She raised her eyes without a trace, just in time to see Shen Qingrong sitting in the seat of the female family not far away.

Shen Qingrong, who was the same age as her, wore a goose-yellow dress today, which was delicate and beautiful, like a golden chrysanthemum blooming in late autumn.

The two have not seen each other for more than a year, and Shen Qingwei does not want to pay too much attention to her sister-in-law.

Eyes met, Shen Qingrong split the corners of her mouth, revealing a just right smile, Shen Qingwei rolled her eyes, did not respond, instead focused on Zhao Xingyue, always paying attention to the other party's needs.

Serving tea, handing water, picking vegetables and adding soup, Zhao Xingyue's eyes, she can deliver what she wants to her hand.

The little emperor's faint gaze swept over the two of them, and when he landed on Shen Qingwei, he glared fiercely, and quickly took it back without a trace.

Zhao Xingyue's childish behavior of her brother was brought into the eyes of Zhao Xingyue, her lips were bent, and she did not comment on his child's xinxing.

When it was almost time to eat and drink, the banquet was withdrawn. When the prepared dance and music came to the stage, Shen Qingrong, who was sitting in the women's seat, suddenly stood up, walked to the middle, and bowed to the emperor in the high position.

Zhao Xingyue glanced at her lightly.

When Shen Qingrong stood up, she heard everyone whispering.

The emperor is about to be crowned, and he could have been dragging it because of his young age. After being crowned, it was time to stand.

Even if everyone thinks that the person sitting on the imperial chair is just a puppet, there are still countless women dreaming of the most noble woman in the day and approaching the emperor.

She picked up her drink and covered her lips with a contemptuous smile. These stupid women always thought that they would be able to stand out as long as they died of the queen mother. How could the harem be so simple, and that position could not be so easy.

The siblings looked at each other, and they both saw the coldness in each other's eyes.

"Your Majesty, today all the talented and beautiful people in Beijing are gathered here. Minnv has a suggestion. It is better for everyone to step forward and show off their own unique skills to show our country's style."

"This is the young lady of Shen Xiang's family? Sure enough, seeing it is better than hearing it." The little emperor sat up, flushed, and looked a little eager, "Okay."

He promised happily, Shen Qingrong boasting that her charm had played a role, she smiled shyly at him, and quickly lowered her head to the point that she missed the coldness of the emperor's lips.

It is not uncommon to show talents at the banquet, and more or less people are prepared.

Dancing, playing piano, singing.

Daqing folk customs are open, and similar things are common.

Although Shen Qingrong was the first to propose, she was not the first to take the stage. After she pushed the opportunity to a noble girl, she went backstage on the grounds that she had to prepare.

Shen Qingwei coldly watched a group of people singing and writing well, to please everyone on the court.

Almost all of her light fell on Zhao Xingyue's body. Seeing that her expression hadn't changed a little, the corners of her lips rose little by little.

She didn't know why she was happy, but she just liked Zhao Xingyue and no one looked down on it, except for her feelings.

She thought that today's matter had nothing to do with her, but she didn't expect that after Shen Qingrong changed her clothes and came up, she suddenly said to the emperor: "Your Majesty, the people's daughter has a relentless request. Please also your Majesty's consent."

"The girl is a dancer. In the past, when my sister was at home, she often danced with the girl. I wonder if Her Royal Highness Princess Long can temporarily lend her sister to the girl."

This is not a big request.

But Shen Qingwei can't dance, the end is a wooden stake that allows people to watch jokes.

She looked at Zhao Xingyue with help, and the little emperor's expression moved slightly, as if to agree to it.

Everyone's eyes fell on Zhao Xingyue.

I saw Her Royal Highness gently put down the cup in her hand, grabbed the hand of the girl next to her, and said with contempt: "Why?"