Rebirth not to be an emperor's wife

"Mother, are you looking for me?"

The young man's voice was clearer and gentler, with a kind of comfort like a spring breeze. Mrs. Wen raised her head and saw the young man approaching with a smile at the corner of her mouth. Mrs. Wen closed the picture scroll in her hand, her eyes were indifferent Also tinged with a little pride.

Her child has grown so well.

Gentle and moist as jade, a humble and good son, who in the imperial capital doesn't know the name of the son of the prime minister, Wen Zisheng?In the past two years, the Iceman who came to the Prime Minister's Mansion to say goodbye almost broke through the threshold of the Prime Minister's Mansion.

Wen Zisheng casually glanced at the picture scroll in Mrs. Wen's hand and the pile of picture scrolls piled up on the table, and couldn't help but smile wryly in his heart. He probably knew why his mother called him over.

Sure enough, as soon as he approached, Mrs. Wen had already said calmly: "Sheng'er, these are the portraits of young ladies who have not left the imperial capital. Mother decided to pick a few for you. You can see if they suit you."

This is not the first time Mrs. Wen mentioned marriage to him. Since he passed his 16th birthday, his marriage has suddenly become the most important thing for Mrs. Wen in the next year or so .

Wen Zisheng smiled wryly inwardly, with a faint smile still on his face, obediently took several portraits handed over by his mother, opened them and looked at them carefully one by one, the women in the paintings were either gentle, Or pretty, or cold, but without exception, all of them have a good face.

With a silent sigh, Wen Zisheng rolled up the portraits one by one and put them on the table.Mrs. Wen, who had been watching his every move, frowned slightly when she saw this, and asked, "I don't like it? Do you think my mother didn't pick well?"

Wen Zisheng said: "Mother's choice is naturally good, but none of them are Zisheng's favorite."

Mrs. Wen still frowned, she looked at Wen Zisheng carefully, as if trying to tell whether what he said was true or not, after a while, she finally couldn't help sighing, and said: "Sheng'er, you are seventeen this year, Most people are married at your age."

Wen Zisheng said softly: "If mother wants Sheng'er to get married, Sheng'er will naturally not disobey."

Hearing this, Mrs. Wen sighed and said, "Mother hopes that Sheng'er can get married as soon as possible, and that's because Mother hopes that Sheng'er can find someone she likes."

Wen Zisheng said: "Sheng'er knows."

Mrs. Wen said helplessly: "I have basically shown you the portraits of all the girls who have not left the pavilion in the imperial capital. This is the last batch. It seems that my mother is going to find you in a place other than the imperial capital."

"Mother, in fact, Sheng'er doesn't care about this kind of thing at all, wouldn't it be better to let nature take its course?"

When he said this, a familiar face unexpectedly appeared in his mind, but he deliberately ignored it, "Sheng'er feels that being able to find someone who likes each other is a precious thing in itself. When you encounter something almost miraculous that you can't ask for, you can't force it."

"Then if you haven't found someone you like, what are you going to do? Have you never gotten married?" Mrs. Wen couldn't help but worry about it.

Wen Zisheng said: "No one can tell what will happen in the future, right? Maybe Sheng'er will meet tomorrow?"

"Ah!" Mrs. Wen sighed for a long time, and finally gave up on persuading him, "Your father and mother can't stay with you for the rest of your life. , how can we rest assured?"

Hearing Mrs. Wen's worries, Wen Zisheng couldn't help laughing, "Mother, you and Dad are still young, and Sheng'er is only seventeen. Isn't it too early to say this now?"

Mrs. Wen glared at him and blocked him with his words, "No one can tell what will happen in the future. Who can know what will happen next?"

Wen Zisheng laughed helplessly, "Mother, don't be angry, Sheng'er promises you, I will find you as soon as possible."

"Take all these portraits back, look carefully, and don't be perfunctory."

"Okay, Sheng'er understands."

Seeing him so obedient, Mrs. Wen didn't feel happy at all, because he also had the same attitude a few times before, and seemed to be extremely cooperative, but in the end he always ended up without a problem. I found them, but unfortunately he didn't like any of them.

Mrs. Wen's face suddenly turned serious, and she said sternly: "Sheng'er, you keep telling mother, has mother been looking in the wrong direction?"

"Huh?" Wen Zisheng didn't understand what she meant for a while, so he couldn't help being taken aback.

Mrs. Wen continued: "Mother has always shown you the portraits of girls who have not left the court, but maybe, Mother should find some portraits of young masters. If you really like men, Mother will not object."

In Daqing Country, although it is rare for men to get married, it is not surprising, but most people like men and will not support them as regular wives, but welcome them home as side houses.

Of course, if it is a son of the Xiangfu, it is naturally impossible to be regarded as a concubine, and it is impossible to marry the other party as a concubine. One of the family rules of the Wen family is that the children of the Wen family are not allowed to have polygamy.

"If Sheng'er really likes the same sex, neither your father nor mother will object, but there is a little trouble. Are you marrying the other party, or is the other party marrying you?"

"Mother—" Wen Zisheng didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Hearing Mrs. Wen's tone, it was as if he really had a comrade at the moment. Mrs. Wen turned a deaf ear to his protest, and suddenly looked at Wen Zisheng thoughtfully, and suddenly Said: "If you say that, Mother suddenly found that Lord Yao is a pretty good candidate."

Wen Zisheng: "..."

"But he is a prince, if you really want to marry him, you can only marry Sheng'er."

"Mother—" Wen Zisheng helplessly interrupted Mrs. Wen's self-talk, "Sheng'er will take a closer look at these portraits. If there is nothing else, Sheng'er will leave first."

Ignoring Mrs. Wen's slightly dissatisfied eyes behind him, Wen Zisheng turned around and left. If he stayed any longer, his mother would probably start thinking about how to arrange his marriage with Nangong Ye.Xiao Moxuan, who was holding a lot of portraits behind him, followed step by step.

He endured and endured, and finally couldn't help asking the question in his heart: "Master, don't you like the girls and masters in these paintings?"

Hearing Xiao Moxuan's words, Wen Zisheng kept walking, but his brows and eyes turned cold instantly, he didn't even look at him, "You should also ask about the master's affairs?"

Wen Zisheng's voice was faint, but the indifference in it instantly made Xiao Moxuan's face pale. He bit his lower lip hard, and then forced himself to show an apologetic smile, lowered his head and muttered: "It was Mo Xuan who overstepped the limit." "The drooping eyelids instantly covered the gloom in his eyes.

It's been three years. During these three years, he has been by his side every day, serving him with all his heart, but he still can't change his attitude towards himself. He thought three years was enough time for Wen Zisheng to change his way of treating himself. But the facts proved that everything was his wishful thinking.

Wen Zisheng was very indifferent to him from the beginning to the end, sometimes he even felt that he hated himself.

This made him feel baffled, but it also made him feel even more unwilling. From childhood to adulthood, he was born in a wealthy family, and he was always the one who was admired by the stars wherever he went. The appearance has never been ignored to such an extent.

Only Wen Zisheng, from the beginning to the end, treated him with an attitude of indifference, sometimes even outright neglect.

Biting his lower lip, he lowered his head and followed Wen Zisheng closely, just like every day in the past three years, like a shadow, never being taken seriously.

Back in the courtyard where Wen Zisheng lived, Xiao Moxuan couldn't help but pause when he saw a familiar figure standing under a tree, and then his face became even more gloomy.

When someone can easily get what he has been longing for but still can't get it, he can't help but resent the person who can get it easily, and this ordinary young man in front of him is obviously the object of Xiao Moxuan's resentment.

He had longed for Wen Zisheng's attention for so long, but was easily obtained by this extremely ordinary young man. This made his heart unbalanced to the extreme. He is excellent?

But in Wen Zisheng's eyes, he was nothing compared to that ordinary young man.

Just now he had an extremely indifferent expression, but when he saw the young man appearing in the yard, Wen Zisheng's brows and eyes instantly softened, and he even quickened his steps unconsciously. He watched Wen Zisheng walk briskly to the In front of that person, he asked with a smile, "Didn't you say it will be a few days before you come back?" Such a light and cheerful voice was never seen when facing him.

The ordinary-looking young man looked at Wen Zisheng from the beginning to the end, unwilling to give any attention to others. Hearing Wen Zisheng's question, he just replied indifferently: "The matter was finished ahead of time."

Xiao Moxuan stood silently listening to their chat with his head lowered. At this moment, Wen Zisheng turned his head and looked at Xiao Moxuan with a cold expression, and even his voice was very cold: "Put the things in the room, you go back." Come down."

No matter how unwilling he was, Xiao Moxuan could only swallow it with gritted teeth, bowed his head and left obediently.

Wen Zisheng didn't pay attention to him any more, and turned around quickly, his face was no longer cold, but with a warm smile, he looked up at Nangong Ye and asked, "Can this matter still be resolved?" smoothly?"

Nangongye nodded slightly, and stretched out his hand to straighten out the messy hair on his head, as if he had inadvertently forgotten to glance at Xiao Moxuan who was leaving, his black eyes flashed thoughtfully, and then asked lightly: " Did you go to find your mother just now?"

Wen Zisheng nodded, and heard him ask again: "Your mother is planning to find a marriage for you again?"

Wen Zisheng glanced at him, and said with a faint smile: "You always guess right every time, I really wonder if you have planted eyeliner around me."