Rely on face to eat [Quick Transmigration]

Shen Mian got up after digesting the memory of the original owner, and called out: "Wei Ting, send someone to bathe and freshen up for me."

There was a low "yes" from outside the house.

This Wei Ting was a secret door master hired by Lord Hou from the rivers and lakes with a lot of money. I heard that he was quite capable.

Although Cheng Wang's mansion and Hou's mansion have always been on good terms, but this son who was raised by thousands of pets, Lord Hou and his wife are not at ease, so they invite someone to protect him.

Only half a year later, Shen Huai's true identity was revealed, and these people also withdrew.

After all, Shen Mian can understand that she is not his own flesh and blood, but the original owner is completely chilled.

The 18-year father-son relationship, in front of the real blood, is so vulnerable, he is resentful and helpless.

Shen Mian frowned and thought, the fate of the original owner is clearly the fate of cannon fodder.

He was thinking about how to find the Son of Destiny, when Wei Ting had already led a group of servants in.

The servants prepared hot water, and a few maidservants sprinkled flower petals into the bathtub, and said in a deep sleep, "No need, get back."

The maids retreated in response.

The old nanny who came as a dowry in the Hou's mansion was an old man who had served in the Hou's mansion for many years. She took care of Shen Huai and a pair of younger siblings.

Nanny Shen knew that he was a person who wanted face, so she didn't dare to ask, but because of Madam's order, she hesitated and said: "Wangfei, I don't know where His Royal Highness Cheng Wang has gone. It is not easy to keep Madam on such a happy day." You alone."

Shen Mian glanced at her, this old lady was loyal, and in Shen Huai's memory, Nanny Shen also took good care of him.

He calmed down, sighed softly, and said: "Nurse, His Royal Highness Cheng Wang is busy with business, even if he is not free, it is helpless."

He said such words lightly, with a cold expression, but a touch of melancholy flashed across his eyes.

He lowered his eyes and said calmly: "Forget it, after all... the future will be long."

Nanny Shen has always loved him very much, so when she heard this, she was naturally distressed, but she was also relieved. Fortunately, the master knew how to behave, and did not cause any unhappiness on this wedding day.

But if her son has a tough temper and makes a fuss tonight, he will become a prince's mansion and a marquis' mansion tomorrow, and he will become a joke in the capital.

She slightly bent her knees, and replied: "It is for this reason that our young master is known as 'Beautiful Jade Peerless'. Looking at the whole Dasheng, we can't find a second person who is extremely handsome. His Highness King Cheng, there will always be It's good to know the son."

Shen Mian sat in front of the bronze mirror, looking at herself in the mirror.

It was still his face, but his temperament was as cold as frost, his brows were clear and dusty, he took off his wedding robe, and he was only wearing a white shirt underneath, and his hair was soft and beautiful like a brocade of blue silk.

Looking at it at a glance, it seems that I saw the exiled immortal in the painting.

It's no wonder that when Shen Momo said this, her eyes were full of seriousness, and she couldn't see any flattery.

He also nodded with a smile, as a response.

Nanny Shen smiled knowingly, and took out a white jade hairpin from the brocade box, which was exquisitely carved and flawless.

She tied up her black hair for Shen Mian, and said with a smile: "This jade hairpin was personally selected by Ms. Xin'er earlier. It is a whole piece of high-quality snow mountain cold jade, and only this one has been polished, which is suitable for our young master."

Shen Mian caressed the jade hairpin with her pale fingertips, and said, "Xiner's vision has never made a mistake."

This Shen Xin is Shen Huai's direct sister, and there is also a direct younger brother named Shen Zhou.

This brother and sister are still young now, if not for this, this marriage would not have fallen on the head of the eldest son.

Today's court situation seems to be clear, but in fact there are undercurrents surging. Marriage is just a means of forming an alliance.

Yonglehou's Mansion used an eldest son to surrender to Cheng Wang's Mansion, and Cheng Wang's Mansion Xu Yizheng's concubine was another kind of reward.

Come to think of it, Old Hou Ye should be thankful that his real son didn't marry into the palace.

Shen Mian took off her coat and got into the tub. He dismissed all the women in the room, except Wei Ting.

The man was dressed in black and stood in the corner like a stone.

The light in the room was dim, and he couldn't see the man's face clearly, he only felt that the edges and corners were sharp and his appearance was very cold and hard.

He wiped his arm with a bath towel, and with the sound of rushing water, he suddenly raised his eyes and called out, "Brother Wei."

The man seemed to be startled, and replied: "Wangfei calls me Wei Ting."

Shen Mian said: "Shen Huai's life is in the hands of your Excellency, and it's not too much for me to call you big brother."

"This is a matter of duty, and I can't afford to be honored as a princess."

The young man gave a chuckle without impurities, and said, "I can afford it. If I say I can afford it, I can afford it."

The boy in the tub is carelessly scrubbing his body with a bath towel, his arms like jade lotus root are white and eye-catching.

Wei Ting only glanced at it, then quickly looked away. He lowered his eyes and said, "As the princess likes."

Shen Mian paused for a moment, then deliberately asked: "Brother Wei, are you not happy? If you really don't want to, I don't want to force you."

He only washed briefly, then stood up from the tub, seeing the man's head drooping even lower.

Shen Mian pursed her lips, and he put on a thin shirt casually, water droplets flowed down her body, her feet stepped on the ground, every step she took, would leave a wet footprint on the red cedar wood floor.

Wei Ting still had a cold face, his expression was as cold as a stone.

Shen Mian said with a smile: "You and I are both men, Brother Wei really doesn't have to be so rigid, saying that he is a princess, but in fact, it is just a proton sent by the Houfu."

Wei Ting looked at him, feeling a little surprised.

"Now that you know, why is the young master willing to marry here?"

When Shen Mian heard him calling "Young Master" instead of "Princess", she knew that he was no longer as distant from herself as before.

He said: "There are two reasons. First, because I am the eldest son of the Shen family, if not me, they can only be siblings. Xin'er and Zhou'er are just at the age of innocence. As elder brothers, I hope that both of them Live your life in peace.”

He walked to the table and poured himself a cup of tea.

The cherry-colored pink petals were printed on the porcelain-white cup, and he took a sip of the tea, which was as beautiful as an ink painting.

"As for the second, it's because I like him."

Who this "he" is, needless to say.

Wei Ting said, "But King Cheng seems to dislike Young Master."

The action of the young man sipping tea was slightly stagnant, and after a while, he said: "Brother Wei is indeed a bit more straightforward."

"Disgust... I don't even understand why he hates me."

His voice was clear and shallow, like a gurgling stream, cool and sweet with a hint of sweetness, and it was indescribably comfortable.

Looking at his flawless white profile and slender and graceful neck, Wei Ting thought he was extremely beautiful, and thought to himself, it's really hard to imagine, such a person should be held in the palm of his hand and pampered.

***

The next day, Shen Mian woke up early to greet her "mother-in-law".

Old Cheng Wang died in battle a few years ago, and now the master of Cheng Wang's mansion, apart from His Royal Highness Cheng Wang who met yesterday, is only the old concubine.

In the memory of the original owner, he was brutally fucked by a man all night on his wedding night. The man didn't know whether he was venting on him deliberately, or if he really couldn't hold it back. Can get out of bed.

The result can be imagined, the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law did not see the ceremony, and they even avoided returning home.

Shen Huai was originally well-known in Beijing because of his appearance and talent, but because of this incident, he was teased in private.

In the Dasheng Dynasty, once a man married as a wife, he was naturally looked down upon by others, not to mention breaking the rules set by his ancestors because of the bed, how could he not be ridiculed.

Shen Mian changed into a silver and white brocade robe, with jasper accessories on her waist, and white jade hairpin tied up her black hair. It would not be too luxurious, but it would not be out of courtesy either.

The maids and women in the palace had good manners, and when they saw him, they all greeted him.

When he left, everyone's eyes were full of astonishment.

"Earlier, I heard people say that the concubine's appearance is very good, but it was not exaggerated."

"It's not exaggerating, this is a person who can only be found in the sky..."

Shou An Yuan.

The old concubine is a believer in Buddhism. From the outer room to the inner room, there are Buddha statues everywhere. In the room, there is a blue-and-white porcelain nine-turn stove, with white smoke curling up, full of fragrance.

The old concubine sat on the Arhat's bed, held Shen Mian's hand, and said lovingly: "My good boy, I heard about what happened last night, and it really made you wronged. When that unworthy son comes, mother will seek justice for you." .”

Shen Mian looked at her, shook her head slightly, and said, "Mother, the lord is busy with official duties, he is serving the country and the people, so he shouldn't be scolded by mother."

Seeing that he was so reasonable, the old princess was more and more satisfied.

She smiled and said: "The old prince left early. Cheng'er and I, orphans and widows, have been really deserted these few years. Fortunately, you are here."

Another compliment.

A voice came from outside: "Ms. Taifei, the prince has come to greet you."

The old concubine's complexion immediately turned cloudy, and she said coolly, "Let him in."

The original owner fell in love at first sight, and Cheng Wang's appearance was impeccable, he was wearing a royal blue brocade shirt, his eyebrows were straight, but his eyes were a little cold.

Seeing Shen Mian, King Cheng concealed his impatience in his eyes, and said to himself, "Mother is well."

The old concubine said: "Mother is getting older, and she is becoming more and more ignorant, so that you dare to be obedient to your mother, right or wrong."

Cheng Wang was startled for a moment, then a sneer appeared on the corner of his lips, looking at Shen Mian, he seemed to believe that he was suing.

Shen Mian just stood up lightly, nodded to the old concubine and said, "Mother, lord, Zi'an will leave first."

Shen Huai, whose name is Zi'an, after all, he doesn't want to call himself a concubine.

The old concubine nodded her head.

King Cheng watched him walk past him, there was only a touch of fatigue in those cold eyes, which made him inexplicably feel a little bit ashamed.

The old concubine didn't want to scold her son for this kind of thing, but she did it for Shen Mian to see. Seeing him leave, she said: "This child is sensible, and he has never said anything bad about you, so don't do it wrong." Too much."

"Mother also knows that your father forced you to marry someone you don't like. After all, you don't want to, but in the current situation in Beijing, who can do what you want?"

She rambled on, King Cheng responded perfunctorily, but his mind was full of those clear and cold eyes.

***

into the night.

King Cheng walked out of the study, and the guard asked, "Master, is he going to the Lanyuan Courtyard, or to the Qianqiu Courtyard?"

Qianqiuyuan is the courtyard where the princess lives.

King Cheng pondered for a while, and said, "Qianqiuyuan."

It's still early now, he thought that when he entered the courtyard, he would see the young man waiting in front of the courtyard, looking forward to it, but unexpectedly, his servants told him that the princess had already gone to bed and ordered no one to disturb him.

His eyes turned cold, and he actually played such a hard-to-get trick with him.

Regardless of the girl and woman's obstruction, he pushed the door open, walked into the inner room with strides, and opened the curtain.

The young man was lying on his side on the couch, his exquisite face was coated with a hazy brilliance by the moonlight, his hair was scattered on the pillow like a waterfall of blue hair, his eyebrows were slightly frowned, and his eyelashes were trembling slightly, it seemed that he was not sleeping peacefully.

He sat by the window and looked at that face for a long, long time.

After an unknown amount of time, he heard the voice of the boy talking in his sleep, and he leaned forward to listen.

This young man who was cold and dusty during the day, at this time, whispered in a very fragile posture: "Mother, the child is afraid..."

"What are you afraid of? Are you afraid of me?"

the man asked.

There was a trace of caution in the words, for fear of waking up the sleeping person.