Action to Save Little White Flower [Quick Transmigration GL]

"where is this?"

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

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

The sky outside the window had already darkened, and the meager afterglow of the setting sun slanted in from the window, falling on her face, making her skin paler and paler.

"I thought you'd 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's eyes turned to the window again, the expression on her face faded, it was hard to tell whether she had smiled or not.

The swollen eyes brought a slight sting, the memories before falling asleep flooded in like a tide, the narrow tombstone, the three big characters Su Yeqing on the monument...

Stepping on her shoes, she walked quickly in front of Shen Qingwei, then knelt down in front of her, "Thank you, Your Highness."

Zhao Xingyue asked, "Thank you for what?"

Before Shen Qingwei could open her mouth, she had already reached out her hand to the people on the ground, "Get up, you must be hungry after a day of tossing around, eat something, and I'll take you out to watch the lantern festival later."

Before eating, Shen Qingwei washed up first.

Servants in uniforms came in one after another holding toiletries, and there were even two male servants carrying a bathtub. Only then did Shen Qingwei realize where she was——

Yuhuan Building.

A brothel.

A brothel famous for its whole fish feast.

This is one of the most famous brothels in the capital, and Shen Qingwei has even heard of it. There are many old gourmets who come here, not for the beauty of the pillow, but for the taste of some fish in Yuhuanlou.

It is better to say that it is a brothel than a tavern restaurant, but there are more beauties in the service.

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

She has never been to the Yuhuan Building, but she heard from others that a major feature of the Yuhuan Building is that from the Yuhuan Building to the madam and oiran, and down to the tortoise and servant, each person's clothes will have a lifelike fish.

The servants of Yuhuanlou moved very fast and agile, and were quieter.

After Shen Qingwei packed up in the room and walked out, Zhao Xingyue was already sitting in front of a round table. On the round table in front of her was a whole table of dishes.

Every dish is fish.

Whole Fish Feast, a feast that is hard to come by in Yuhuanlou.

She looked at Zhao Xingyue, her eyes shone 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 having dinner with Zhao Xingyue, if there was fish, she would pick up two extra chopsticks.

She is not sure if the other party has noticed her preference, but on her birthday, it is undoubtedly a happy thing to be able to eat her favorite food to her satisfaction.

"Come here yet," Zhao Xingyue greeted her seeing her frozen in place, "Eat the dishes that have just been served while they are still hot, otherwise they will be cold."

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

There was a loud rubbing sound between the chair legs and the ground, her face turned red uncontrollably, Zhao Xingyue curled the corners of her lips.

Shen Qingwei, who caught this smile, wanted to bury her head in her chest, or find a crack on the ground to get in.

Zhao Xingyue said slowly, "Could it be that you think that just looking at a fish will jump into your mouth?"

Shen Qingwei blushed again.

……

Yuhuanlou deserves to be called Yuhuanlou. The chef's craftsmanship is very good. The ordinary fish meat becomes soft and tender in his hands, and it melts in the mouth. The colorful flavors bloom on the tip of the tongue, which is even more wonderful than Shen Qingwei imagined.

Zhao Xingyue only picked up a few chopsticks, then stopped, staring at Shen Qingwei who was eating fish.

After raising her for almost a year, the little girl finally became flustered when she saw her, and couldn't stop shaking when she got close to her, to the point where she was able to eat calmly in front of her.

She knew that Shen Qingwei liked to eat fish.

Shen Qingwei didn't know that whenever there was fish on the dinner table, her expression was like a cat seeing delicious food.

The big eyes are squinted, and every time you take a bite, the pleasant feeling is revealed from the inside out.

Zhao Xingyue thought, this girl is really easy to be satisfied, just a bite of fish can make her happy like a little fool.

She doesn't often ask the kitchen to prepare fish. If Shen Qingwei pays attention, she should find that whenever she makes good progress in her studies, there will always be a dish of fish on the table that night, which is a reward for her.

Tonight is the fourteenth of August, one day before the fifteenth, but after nightfall, the streets still become lively.

Especially in places like Yuhuanlou, which are built near the water, next to the busy city, people's talking and laughing can be heard from the air to people's ears even after a long distance.

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

In my memory, it seems that when someone is eating fish, there will be a similar look on his face.

"Your Highness, this fish is really delicious. I have never eaten such a delicious fish."

"Your 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. In this world, cat monsters are not the only ones who can eat fish. Your Highness, Your Highness—"

"Your Highness!"

Shen Qingwei's voice made Zhao Xingyue break out of the trance, and the non-stop ringing sound went away, replaced by the voices downstairs.

Shen Qingwei looked at Zhao Xingyue uneasily. 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 still couldn't help asking: "Your Highness, what's wrong with you?"

Zhao Xingyue, who is a liar, said casually: "I just thought that your mother also liked fish very much back then. I once promised to find the best chef in the world to cook fish for her every day until she was tired of eating it. Now the chef is me. I found it, but your mother is gone."

Shen Qingwei tightened her hands holding the chopsticks.

She felt that her heart seemed to be pinched by an invisible big hand, and her chest felt suddenly empty.

It wasn't the first time she had heard about Su Yeqing from Zhao Xingyue. In fact, most of the time, she enjoyed touching Zhao Xingyue's past of her mother whom she had never met.

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

But at this moment, she suddenly thought of something——

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

In the past, she was very grateful to Zhao Xingyue for being willing to take care of herself as an old mother, but now, when she really realized this fact, she only felt that her heart was crawling with thousands of ants.

……

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

Zhao Xingyue brought Shen Qingwei into the palace.

As the eldest princess, Zhao Xingyue held a very high position, just below the emperor, and Shen Qingwei stood beside her, silently serving her.

Picking up a chopstick dish for Zhao Xingyue, Shen Qingwei noticed a malicious stare falling on her from afar.

She raised her eyes unobtrusively, just in time to see Shen Qingrong who was sitting on the female relative's seat 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 slowly blooming in late autumn.

The two hadn't seen each other for more than a year, and Shen Qingwei didn't want to pay too much attention to her sister-in-law.

Eyes met, Shen Qingrong parted her mouth and showed a just-right smile. Shen Qingwei turned her eyes away and did not respond. Instead, she focused on Zhao Xingyue, always paying attention to the other party's needs.

Serve tea and water, pick up vegetables and add soup, Zhao Xingyue can deliver what she wants with just one look.

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

Zhao Xingyue took all of her younger brother's childish behavior into consideration, the corners of her lips curled up, and she did not comment on his childish nature.

After eating and drinking was almost done, the banquet was withdrawn, and when the prepared dance music was performed on stage, Shen Qingrong, who was sitting on the matinee table, suddenly stood up, walked to the middle, and bowed to the high-ranking emperor.

Zhao Xingyue glanced at her lightly.

When Shen Qingrong stood up, she heard the voices of everyone whispering.

The emperor is about to be crowned, and he used to be able to procrastinate on the grounds of being young, but after he was crowned, it was time to stand up.

Even if everyone thinks that the person sitting on the imperial chair is just a puppet, there are still countless women who dream of being the most honorable woman in the world and come to sit in front of the emperor.

She picked up the wine cup and covered her contemptuous smile. These stupid women always think that they can get ahead as long as they kill the queen mother. How can the harem be so simple, and the position can't be so easy.

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

"Your Majesty, all the talents and beauties in the capital are gathered here today. The daughter of the people has a proposal. Why don't everyone come forward and show off their unique skills to show the style of our country."

"This is Miss Shen Xiang's family, right? As expected, seeing is worth seeing." The little emperor sat up, blushing on his face, looking a little eager, "Okay."

He readily agreed, and Shen Qingrong boasted that her own charm played a role, she smiled shyly at him, then quickly lowered her head, so that she missed the coldness on the emperor's lips.

It is not a rare thing to show off one's talent at a banquet, and the people who come are more or less well prepared.

Dancing, playing, 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 passed the opportunity to a noble lady, she went to the backstage on the grounds that she needed to prepare.

Shen Qingwei watched coldly as a group of people sang and sang well, pleasing everyone on the field.

Her peripheral vision almost fell on Zhao Xingyue's body. Seeing that her expression hadn't changed a bit, the corners of her lips raised little by little.

She couldn't explain why she was happy, but she just liked this kind of Zhao Xingyue and no one would like it, except her feeling.

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 daughter of the people has an unfeeling request, please agree to it."

"The Minnv sent a dancer. In the past, when my sister was at home, she often danced with the Minnv. I wonder if His Royal Highness can lend my sister to the Minnv for a while."

It's not a big request.

But Shen Qingwei can't dance, she's just a wooden stake for others to watch jokes.

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

Everyone's eyes fell on Zhao Xingyue.

His Royal Highness the Eldest Princess gently put down the cup in his hand, grabbed the hand of the girl beside him into his own, and said contemptuously: "Why?"