Fake concubine, real queen

If an ordinary couple gets married, the next day will definitely not be as idle as He Gu and the eldest princess are now, not to mention that He Gu's big sleep that sleeps until the sun is definitely gone, and the eldest princess is definitely not like this Youzai Youzai sword practice.

Ordinary daughters-in-law have to serve tea to their parents-in-law.

But now the emperor is married, so naturally there is no such trouble, the only owner of the entire princess mansion is her——

In this mansion, the princess and the son-in-law are heaven. Of course, there is no need to respect anyone's tea, and they can live as comfortably as they want.

If it was in the past, when He Gu heard that the eldest princess got up to practice swords in the morning, nine out of ten she would think that she practiced the kind of soft and beautiful flower frame. A sword, or rather a sword dance, is more appropriate.

But after yesterday's fight in the wedding room, he naturally knew that the eldest princess had real kung fu, so knowing that she had gone to practice swords, Lord He Xiaohou would inevitably make the same old mistakes, and wanted to fight in the present day. In front of his wife, it is good to show off his abilities, so that she can fall in love with him as soon as possible.

Naturally, he rushed to find her in a hurry.

Seeing him coming, Lan Shu bowed his head and said, "I've seen the son-in-law."

He Gu only nodded slightly to her, indicating that she doesn't need to be polite, then turned to look at the eldest princess, and said with a bright smile, "Sister, what kind of sword is this practicing? Do you want me to accompany you?"

The eldest princess said: "I have already practiced, there is no need."

When He Gu heard this, he couldn't help feeling a little pity, and immediately began to regret it.

On the first day of the wedding, he had a good-for-nothing sleep, not only missed Sister Yu'er's first dressing up, but now that she came in a hurry, she even finished practicing the sword.

The little calculations in He Gu's mind came to nothing, so he could only resentfully said, "Ah...well then, let's be together again some other day."

But thinking about it carefully, the sword can still be practiced tomorrow, but today he and Sister Yu'er still have a good time, so He Gu cheered up again, and said, "Sister, shall we go to eat Chaoshi?"

The eldest princess suddenly sighed slightly for no reason.

He Gu didn't know what she was sighing about, he just thought that she was tired after practicing the sword, but still felt very good about herself, and asked, "Sister?"

The eldest princess walked silently, and Master He Xiaohou immediately followed after seeing this, and the two of them led Lan Shu behind them back to the dining room in the front courtyard of the Princess Mansion.

The preparations for the Korean food are not dazzling and very rich, but they are definitely considered exquisite and attentive. The stewed thick and delicious bone broth, coupled with smooth and chewy thin noodles, and a few green onions on top, look amazing. The man moved his index finger.

After all, the eldest princess grew up with rich clothes and fine food, and the empress loved her daughter so much that she probably sent a large group of cooks who made the imperial meals in the palace to the princess mansion, so the meals were naturally meticulous.

But Master He Xiaohou's meal was tasteless, it's not because of the noodles, but because his attention was not on food at all.

He thought he was just looking at the eldest princess from the corner of his eye, and no one would notice, but he didn't know that Pei Zhaoheng had already been stared at by him, making his back hairy and uncomfortable.

The eldest princess put down the bowls and chopsticks suddenly, and said, "I've run out, let's eat slowly, son-in-law."

He Gu was stunned for a moment, thinking that sister Yu'er didn't seem to have eaten a few mouthfuls, and was about to ask a question, but the eldest princess suddenly looked down at him, and said indifferently: "You are still young, and you are growing up, so pay attention when eating, don't eat. If you are absent-minded, you will not grow taller.”

He Gu: "..."

For a moment, he was stunned by what the eldest princess said, and only opened his mouth to watch the eldest princess Shi Shiran lead Lan Shu away in a daze.

After half a cup of tea, Lan Xiao saw that he was still dumbfounded, so she had to ask a question from behind tremblingly, "My son-in-law? Do you still eat, don't worry about getting cold..."

He Gu is feeling uncomfortable——

His sister Yu'er has always been gentle and introverted, and she couldn't be more considerate.

He said that just now, so it can be seen that he really dislikes his husband, who is shorter than her.

Master He Xiaohou's face was suddenly blue and red, and it was really colorful.

He Gu himself found out that he was shorter than Sister Yu'er, and being disgusted by her personally, the degree of damage to He Xiaohou's fragile heart is naturally different.

For the first time, He Gu felt that his rock-solid self-esteem was instantly shattered to the ground. If the eldest princess hadn't left at this moment, he would be ashamed.

For a man, what could be more harmful than being dismissed by a woman who is full of admiration for being short?

It is estimated that the only way to do it is to dislike the bed.

Lan Xiao next to him knew that she had offended her son-in-law today, so she was a little trembling. After all, she was a young girl. Although she had some small plans in her heart, she was still thin-skinned. If she hadn't suffered from the current job, she would definitely be ashamed Panic, hide far away.

But now I still have to follow He Gu all the time, seeing that he doesn't answer, I can only bite the bullet and ask: "My son-in-law...you...don't eat..."

Before she finished speaking, He Gu suddenly put the bowls and chopsticks on the table heavily. Lan Xiao was frightened by the crisp sound, and thought that she had said something wrong again, but she heard the son-in-law say: "Why not?" Eat! I still want to eat, you go to the kitchen and tell me to get some more, not just soup and noodles, but also bones, big pieces!"

Lan Xiao: "..."

She didn't dare to ask, what kind of muscle did the son-in-law make a mistake, so she kept silent, turned her head and obediently went to the kitchen to deliver the message.

Only then did He Gu pick up the bowl again, sucking viciously at the noodles in the bowl, thinking, isn't it just to grow tall?

Eat more, is he still afraid that he will not grow up to be a woman like Sister Yu'er?

She must not be made to underestimate herself!

But on the other side, in the study of the princess mansion, Pei Zhaoheng was standing in front of the desk, raising his elbows and lowering his eyes to read the post. What he was facing was Wang Zhiming's running script, a great calligrapher from the late emperor's time, while Lan Shu stood quietly by the side. , Waiting on Wenmo.

Pei Zhaoheng has a good handwriting, and he has a good determination to never change his face when the mountain collapses in front of him.

But these things are not born like this.

Although Lan Shu looks young at the moment, she is actually 28 years old. Since the third highness was still a baby, she has been arranged by the empress to take care of the eldest princess and the third highness' twins.

To this day, Lan Shu still remembers that the Third Highness when she was a child is not the cold appearance she is now.

At that time, the third prince was still a crying, coquettish, soft, pink and tender little dumpling who wanted to be hugged by the empress every now and then, and was very cute when he ran up and down.

On the contrary, the real eldest princess, Her Royal Highness Pei Zhaoyu, was precocious and wise since childhood, with many thoughts and serious thoughts.

Perhaps because she is a girl, she is naturally more sensitive to the maliciousness of women towards women in this harem.

Because of this, the eldest princess has been introverted, steady, and taciturn since she was a child.

In fact, His Royal Highness came out of his mother's womb only a little later than the eldest princess, but after all, he was young, and he seemed to be born full of coquettish skills. The elder sister, who was not much older than him, also loved the younger brother very much.

until later...

His Royal Highness the eldest princess passed away for no apparent reason, and the empress looked crazy overnight.

In the life of His Highness the Third Highness, the two female elders who cherished and loved him the most, and who made him a carefree little baby, lost one and a half in one fell swoop.

He finally had to face it head on. Without the two protective umbrellas of his mother and sister, the palace looked completely different compared to the past.

The house leak happened to rain all night, and that year when there was a flood in the south, His Majesty and all the ministers ate and slept together in the Yizheng Pavilion, and did not leave for seven days.

But the eldest princess died for three whole days, but the queen empress kept holding the princess's cold body, crying and not letting anyone approach her, let alone mourning.

Later, the empress was so tired that she couldn't bear it anymore, and finally fell asleep accidentally on the fourth day, and when she woke up, she found that the daughter in her arms was actually looking at her with open eyes.

"Eldest Princess" blinked and asked, "Mother Concubine, why are you crying?"

Thinking of this, Lan Shu sighed secretly——

His Highness the Third Highness is a smart boy.

When Pei Zhaoheng is in a bad mood, he likes to visit the post, and it takes one or two hours to visit, often a whole morning passes like this.

He came up with piles of posts, and his temperament gradually became more and more like his dead sister. He deceived almost everyone, including his mother who was often mentally disturbed.

He became like this, Lan Shu just felt strange at first, but later...

The old image of the milk ball, the coquettish little doll started to become blurred in her heart a little bit.

It was as if the real third prince had never existed.

Today, His Highness suddenly started writing posts early in the morning again, probably because he was in a bad mood again. Lan Shu didn't dare to ask why, and just stood by the side without saying a word, studying ink.

Pei Zhaoheng suddenly said, "Lan Shu."

Lan Shu hurriedly said, "The servant is here."

"Do you think the son-in-law is okay?"

Lan Shu was stunned, not knowing why he suddenly asked such a question, but said honestly: "The son-in-law's family background, character, talents and learning are all precious, and the rare thing is that he has a pure heart, which is naturally the best."

Pei Zhaoheng whispered: "You are right."

Seeing his expression, Lan Shu finally couldn't hold back and asked, "What's wrong, Your Highness? But what did the son-in-law do to make His Highness feel uncomfortable?"

In Pei Zhaoheng's pen, he happened to write the word "Congratulations" in the sentence "Congratulations on my teacher's birthday". For some reason, the strength of the pen suddenly lost its importance, and half of the congratulations character was stained with a large black ink dot. .

He frowned and threw the pen to the pen holder next to him.

Seeing this, Lan Shu was about to appease him, it was just a word, just rewrite it, but Pei Zhaoheng was silent for a while, and suddenly said: "A few days ago, I couldn't figure it out, he has a family background and talent, why did he come to choose a son-in-law? , ruin your own future." Lan Shu was stunned when he heard the words.

Pei Zhaoheng paused, and said in a low voice, "...it was my father and I who lied to him...that hindered his life's future."

Only then did Lan Shu understand why His Highness suddenly posted a post today.

It dawned on her—

Even though His Highness the Third Highness always had a cold and aloof appearance to the outside world, as if he didn't care about anyone or anything, Lan Shu knew that his nature could not be more honest.

Otherwise, she would not be willing to wrong herself, and she has been willing to disguise herself as a woman for many years for the sake of her mother.

If the son-in-law is really a dude, then that would be fine, and the Third Highness naturally wouldn't feel any burden, but the more he knows that the son-in-law has talent, learning and character, but because of this marriage, his future is ruined——

His Highness the Third Highness will feel guilty because of this, and feel that it is perfectly normal for Master He Xiaohou to secretly vote for the pearl.

Lan Shu sighed in his heart, but said in his mouth: "Your Highness... Thinking about it differently, it may not be that you have harmed the son-in-law."

Pei Zhaoheng was startled.

Lan Shudao: "Who said that a person's life can only be considered happy if he becomes a high-ranking official and achieves a great cause? Even those adults who are officials, how many of them can survive in the end?" What about the ones who come out and achieve a big career?"

"If you really think so, wouldn't eight or nine of the ten people in this world have lived in vain?"

"Although the son-in-law is indeed not allowed to be an official because of this marriage, if he can avoid being involved in court disputes, he can live happily for the rest of his life and be a wealthy and idle person. According to slaves and maids, it is not as good as squatting and spending all day. There are intrigues in the court, where are you going?"

"If Your Highness really feels that I can't do good to the son-in-law, it's enough to treat him well. After all, the He family has already received a lot of rewards. In the future, the servants should also pay attention to see what the son-in-law wants to eat." , If you want to play, come and tell His Highness, no matter how hard His Highness can compensate him, as long as he can make the son-in-law live a happy life, the debt His Highness owes, isn’t it considered as making up for it?”

After hearing what he said, Pei Zhaoheng only shook his head slowly, and said: "A man lost his future, how can he make up for it with a little something to eat and play?"

"I look at He Zihuan's articles as a person with deep pockets in his chest. Although he doesn't say anything, he must have his own ambitions. He is not an ordinary dude who will lose his eyes and play with things for the sake of glory and wealth."

Lan Shu was helpless, knowing that the third highness had slipped into a dead end, and was about to persuade him, but Pei Zhaoheng suddenly said in a low voice: "This is the end, no matter how guilty I am, it won't help... Now I can only I can treat him as my own brother, so I can take care of him and his sister."

Seeing that he finally stopped turning into the dead end, Lan Shu was very relieved, and quickly smiled and said, "That's the reason! Your Highness is right. It's really great that you can figure it out."

Pei Zhaoheng was about to speak again, but he heard footsteps coming from a distance outside the door.

The pace of the leader is very fast, and there is no second person in the entire princess mansion with this turbulent look, so you don't need to guess who it is.

The master and servant immediately shut their mouths in a tacit understanding, and did not continue the topic just now.

The one who came from outside the door was naturally He Xiaohou Ye.

Although He Gu had been hurt for the whole meal just now because he was disgusted at breakfast, he worked very hard to eat three or four pieces of keel, and then poured another bowl of noodles. After surpassing Sister Yu'er, she took a big step closer, and her self-confidence was restored again.

He Gu didn't have the temperament to get into the horns, even if he was down for a moment, once he found a step for himself, he would go down the donkey without embarrassing himself.

In his heart, right now he is newly married to sister Yu'er, and being with her is the most important thing right now.

The study room of the Princess Mansion is very elegantly furnished. As soon as He Gu walked in, he smelled a faint fragrance of ink. Seeing that the eldest princess and Lan Shu's master and servant were standing in front of the desk, he walked up quickly and said, "Hello, sister. Diligent, practiced sword and calligraphy all morning, much better than me."

Lan Shu said with a smile: "His Royal Highness the Eldest Princess, is like this every day in the palace. She can't be shaken by lightning. The Empress always jokes that Your Highness looks like an old pedant."

When He Gu walked to the case, his eyes lit up when he saw the words written by the eldest princess Lin, and said, "I know it, I know it, this is Mr. Wang Zhiming's "Preface to Jiang", isn't it? His running script is really unique. In the world, there is no one before, and the future..."

Speaking of this, she paused for a moment, then suddenly smiled, and said, "The only one in the future is Sister Yu'er!"

Pei Zhaoheng: "..."

Lan Shu: "..."

Lan Xiao: "..."

It was only then that He Gu realized belatedly that the flattery seemed a little awkward, he quickly touched his nose, coughed dryly, and was about to change the subject.

The eldest princess smiled and shook her head, and said: "What nonsense, Mr. Wang's skill in "The Preface to the River" is beyond my flattery. How can I compare with him?"

He Gudao: "My handwriting is not good, and I can't see any tricks. In short, I think sister Yuer's writing is already very good! Compared with this post, it is not bad."

The eldest princess said: "Writing is not only based on the shape, but also on the bone and spirit. It is only the image, and it is just a superficial learning."

He Gu choked up, thinking, I'm just flattering, Sister Yu'er is really serious.

He scratched his head and said, "Naturally, what my sister said is naturally correct." Turning to look at Lan Shu, "Lan Shu, take a rest first, let me grind ink for Sister Yu'er?"

It was also the first time for Lan Shu to hear the son-in-law call the Third Highness "Sister Yu'er" one by one, and when he looked at the expression of the Third Highness, he was able to accept it calmly without any psychological burden, and couldn't help but marvel in his heart.

She was about to agree, and stepped aside, but the eldest princess looked up at He Gu, her pair of peach blossom eyes, which were always cold and indifferent, was looking at him seriously, and said: "If Zihuan wants to practice calligraphy, it's really not good." Difficult, although I am not good enough in kung fu, it should be enough to teach you."

He Gu was startled, he didn't hear what the eldest princess said behind him at all, only the word "Zihuan" kept circling in his mind.

OMG!

Sister Yu'er, finally he no longer calls him He Shizi, Xiaohou Ye, or consort!

This was the first time she called him Biao, and he had to go back and remember it carefully.

He Gu's heart was bubbling with beauty, and only then did he realize that the eldest princess wanted to teach him calligraphy in person just now, and he was too late to do so, so how could he refuse, and quickly said: "Of course I want to! I just want to trouble my sister..."

Lan Shu, who was next to her, heard He Xiaohou's greasy "sister", her teeth were sore, her eyes were watching her nose and her heart, and she wondered what her expression would be if the son-in-law knew the real gender of His Highness in the future.

I really dare not think about it.

Lan Xiao was in a complicated mood, thinking to herself, who told her that His Royal Highness the eldest princess and the son-in-law would definitely have a bad relationship?

She had to tear her mouth out, it really hurt her!

He Gu walked up to the eldest princess, and picked up the little wolf brush that the eldest princess was still using just now. I don't know if it was a psychological effect, but I always felt that there was still the temperature of the eldest princess' fingers on the pen...

The eldest princess stood beside him, looked at him and said, "You go first, and I'll take a look for you, what needs to be changed."

He Gu nodded quickly, picked up the pen and started writing.

Although his writing is passable, his handwriting is really average.

Without him, He Gu doesn't have the patience——

In the past two lives, he would rather spend a whole day practicing saber under the bright sun than stand in front of the desk and write for half an hour.

That word can only be said to be neatly written, it is really not good-looking.

But it was different at this moment, with the company of warm and fragrant nephrite, and the woman he admired watching, He Gu was naturally willing to write.

Being so close, every time He Gu wrote a stroke, he could smell the faint sandalwood fragrance from the Eldest Princess, just like her, she was clear and cold, high above her, but ethereal and graceful, making people fantasize about it.

He Gu wrote it beautifully, but the eldest princess kept looking at the words in his pen. After He Gu finished writing, she already frowned so tightly that she could no longer frowned.

Only then did He Gu notice her expression, he couldn't help swallowing, and asked in a low voice: "How...is the writing not good?"

His words were a little thoughtless, and he spoke too quickly. After Consultant He finished, he wanted to slap himself when he realized it.

Cursing in my heart: He Zihuan, He Zihuan, your broken characters are a few catties and a few taels, don't you have any idea?How dare you ask your sister if the writing is good? Isn't that just asking for trouble?

The eldest princess really sighed, pointed to the first character and said: "The structure of the frame is wrong, and the weight of the writing is even more wrong. The center of gravity of this character is indeed at the bottom left, but it doesn't fall completely below. , cannot be omitted directly.”

He Gu was a little embarrassed, and said awkwardly: "Thank you sister for pointing out, I... I see."

The eldest princess was very serious: "You follow what I said, write another one, and I'll take a look."

He Gu: "..."

He had to bite the bullet and write another one.

He felt that he had changed according to sister Yu'er's advice, but she was still frowning. Seeing this, He Gu couldn't help feeling a little ashamed, and was about to say that he would stop practicing, because he really didn't have much talent.

But the eldest princess said: "Stand still, I'll take you to write."

He Gu was startled.

How to bring it?

He was holding the pen blankly, not daring to move, but the eldest princess came up behind him, He Gu wanted to turn to look at her, but she said: "Don't look at me, read the writing."

He Gu could only honestly look down at the words.

But... But in this posture, how can he calm down and write!

The eldest princess stood behind him. She was already half a head taller than him. Now that she was around He Gu, he realized that Sister Yu'er looked tall and straight, and her limbs were indeed slender. It was easy to hold him inside. The power of blowing dust is very natural.

The smell of her body had never lingered so clearly on the tip of He Gu's nose, and their bodies had never been so close.

The eldest princess held He Gu's hand holding the pen from behind, and said, "Feel it well, how did I lead you to carry the pen."

He Gu said blankly: "Okay...Okay."

The eldest princess circled him from behind like this, their bodies were close to each other, the eldest princess held his hand, and wanted to write that word again on the paper.

However, before writing, He Gu heard the eldest princess say behind him: "Relax, don't be so tense."

He Gu swallowed his saliva, and quickly responded.

The shoulder blades and arms really relaxed a lot.

Only then did the eldest princess hold his hand and began to write on the paper.

The eldest princess is really much better at writing than him. With her, the characters in He Gu's pen seem to have changed. Very nice.

He Gu's heart was beating wildly, and he could hear the shallow and even breathing of the eldest princess behind him——

She was clearly carrying the He Guyun pen carefully, her breathing was steady, unlike the He Xiaohou who was already distracted.

After writing a word, the eldest princess let go of He Gu's hand, walked back to He Gu's side, and asked, "How is it? Do you feel something?"

He Gu: "..."

But it's so emotional!

Just one word is not enough, He Gu still wants to do this again...

No!Not just once, even ten or a hundred times, he is very happy!

Master He Xiaohou's rare wit suddenly appeared, and immediately frowned, making a very troubled look, and said: "I feel a little bit, but it's not very clear yet."

When Pei Zhaoheng heard that he explained a little more clearly, he frowned, and said in a gentle voice: "It's okay, I'll take you to write it again, that's all."

But soon Pei Zhaoheng felt something was wrong——

He had written No.20 seven times with He Gu, but He Xiaohou still frowned and said, "It seems to be a little bit worse."

Pei Zhaoheng: "..."

Lan Shu: "..."

Lan Xiao: "..."