Chapter 3: The Isolate Sermon

Author: Huatang Embroidery Pavilion

Chapter 3: The Isolate Sermon

After seeing off the people from the front yard, the atmosphere in Biluozhai became lively.

It is a good thing to be able to serve the bed.

Not all the servants in the East Palace were fools, so naturally they knew Fang Yoon's origin. In fact, although they did not have an attack, they were more or less reluctant to serve them.

I'm afraid there is no future.

Now, as long as Fang Yoon can go to bed, the people in Biluozhai are still confident in Fang Yoon's appearance and think the prince will definitely like it.

Qingrong instructed Yuanhe to arrange for someone to boil water and take a bath, and then went into the house to serve Fang Yoong to choose clothes.

This is something embarrassing.

Fang Yoon didn’t have many good clothes, not to mention jewelry, and the silver she had with him was like saving money when she was in the boudoir.

When she was in the boudoir, her life was not easy.

After looking around, Fang Yoon picked the clothes she wore that night of the family dinner.

"Liaodi, Your Highness has seen this outfit, why don't you change it?" Qingrong said.

Fang Yoon shook his head, "This one is the best. It's better for His Highness to see it, so that he will be more impressed."

At this moment, Zi Qingrong didn't understand what was meant by the words, but knew that his master had a successful conclusion, so he didn't say more.

After dinner, after washing and dressing up, Fang Yoon took Qingrong to the front yard.

When she arrived at the prince's residence, she was told that the prince was having a meal at this time and asked her to wait in the side hall for a while.

Fang Yoon was very obedient and never asked to go in and serve Bu Cai, so he quietly followed the little eunuch away.

The eunuch in charge, Hong Zheng, took everything in his eyes, entered the room silently, and whispered a few words in Pei Yao's ear.

Fang Yoon sat in the side hall for half an hour.

No matter how stupid it is, you can feel that Pei Yao is deliberately leaving her alone, or test her temper and see that she is impatient.

However, this thing about sitting on the bench is really common for Fang Yoon. Since she was ten years old and her aunt passed away, she has long learned to be dormant in the past seven years.

Half an hour later, someone finally came and told her to go in to serve the bed.

Fang Yoon breathed a sigh of relief.

In fact, she was also afraid that the prince would just call her over tonight and leave it alone for a night and go through the motions.

Fortunately, there isn't.

After entering Pei Yao's bedroom, all the servants in the room retreated and left the space for the two of them.

Fang Xuan walked slowly towards the inner room and saw a tall man holding a book and reading it on the couch not far behind the gauze curtain.

"I, please my Highness."

The woman's soft and gentle voice came, pulling Pei Yao's thoughts back from the book.

When he looked up, he saw a beautiful figure waiting respectfully on the gauze curtain.

"No, come in."

Pei Yao put the book on the coffee table next to him and spoke in a deep voice.

Fang Xuan then got up, lifted the curtain and entered the inner room.

Sure enough, seeing that her hairstyle and jewelry have slightly changed today, her clothes were exactly the same as the night of the family banquet, Pei Yao glanced at her more.

But he didn't say anything, he just looked gentle and said with a smile.

"I told you to wait for a long time. Today I am busy with official business and have a little late meal."

"I dare not, it is necessary for Your Highness to put state affairs first." Fang Yong said softly.

Pei Yao curled the corners of his lips without any objection, waved his hand to signal her to come forward and sit down next to him.

"What's the name?"

"One single name is Yoong." Fang Yoong replied, adding, "If you are allowed, add a king."

Her name is very sloppy and has no meaning at all. It means jade anyway, so it is because the Fang family's daughter is in the age of jade, otherwise she would probably be called Fang Yun.

It sounds like allowing her to come from the Fang family is already a blessing for her.

After she finished speaking, Pei Yao's brows frowned slightly undetected.

But he didn't ask about the name anymore, and just continued to ask as if it were homely.

"Which one ranks at home, do you have brothers and sisters with the same mother?"

When asked this question, a trace of sadness flashed quickly on Fang Yoon's face, and he immediately returned to calm.

He lowered his eyes and replied, "I am the second daughter, I am the aunt. I am the one who died early, and I am the only one child."

Pei Yao was so keen that even the emotions that flashed by were captured in his eyes, and he also understood Fang Yoon's situation in his heart.

The clothes were not changed, which means that this outfit should be her best outfit. It can be seen that she was struggling to get pregnant and her biological mother died early, so she must have grown up with difficulty.

After finally getting married, she was sent to the East Palace to replace her legitimate sister. She had a miserable life and was a bit pitiful.

However, being able to develop such a calm personality in this environment means that she has good qualifications, at least not stupid.

Pei Yao's eyes flashed over her face and said calmly.

"The dead are gone, and the living are to live for themselves."

"Thank you for your comfort."

Fang Xuan lowered his eyes, his eyes fell on the book on the table next to him, and said again.

"Reading books at night hurts your eyes, and your Highness must love your body."

Pei Yao smiled and held her hand.

"Since that's the case, then go to bed."

Fang Xuan responded with a blushing face, then got up to serve Pei Yao's broad clothes.

The candlelight went out and the tent fell.

The woman's soft body was lying in the brocade quilt, tremblingly raised her hand and wrapped it around Pei Yao's neck, moved her body closer, and buried her face half at the crotch of his neck.

"Please be merciful to you."

Fang Yoon's voice trembled slightly, soft as boneless, low and gentle, like her, like the buds that bloomed in the morning light, with morning dew on the petals, charming but not demonic.

Although Pei Yao didn't say anything, his movements became a little softer. Fang Yoon knew that he must have been soft-hearted.

The end of the bedtime service was much smoother than I thought.

To her surprise, after the end, Pei Yao did not let her leave or go to the side room to sleep, but asked her to stay.

It’s not that she had to leave after serving her, but Fang Xuan had also inquired secretly these days, and the prince seemed to rarely leave anyone to spend the night.

So it is of course a good thing to be kept.

However, Fang Yoon could also guess that it was probably because she served her well.

Although the Yise servant cannot be long, he can't even catch him in front of him, so what else can he talk about? Therefore, at the beginning, Fang Yoon wanted to start with the Yise servant.

For this reason, she had already put some effort in secret before she entered the Eastern Palace.

First use color to retain Pei Yao's interest, so that he can slowly show him that the soul under his skin is not.

After returning from the front yard, the first wave of rewards since entering the East Palace was delivered.

One serving of the prince and one serving of the princess, these are all things in the rules.

However, what surprised Fang Yoon was that Concubine Yang actually sent a copy, which was obviously more practical than other things given according to the rules.

Yang gave a box of silver beans, a total of fifty taels, as well as some fashionable fabrics and two kinds of jewelry.

Fang Yoon was undoubtedly short of money. She had been in the East Palace for less than a month and had not made any profit. The money she rewarded for these days was saved by her hard work when she was in her boudoir.

Yesterday, she went to the front yard to serve, and she rewarded the servants around Pei Yao again, but she was really exhausted.

But does Yang show such good deeds to her? Should he want to form an alliance or win over it?
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