MTL - Rebirth of the High Gate Mistress-Chapter 643 【Extra】If life were just like the first time we met (5)

 When she went to Beijing to pay tribute, Princess Yongqin specially brought Pei Yunqian with her.

The ancestral home of the Pei family is Chang'an. Birds miss the old forests and people miss their hometown. Pei Yunqian has been away from the capital for so many years. Princess Yongqin wants him to go back and see his hometown. Although it is impossible to stay in the capital for a long time, she can pay homage to his ancestors. It is also good to take a look at the scenery of Beijing.

Pei Yunqian had already learned a lot by this time. He was skilled in martial arts and held an important position in the Royal Guards Camp. Therefore, as Princess Lan and others returned to the capital this time, Pei Yunqian naturally became the bodyguard of the Princess and her party. Sir.

The road was difficult to travel in winter, so the group traveled for more than half a month before arriving in the capital.

On the second day after entering Beijing, Concubine Lan took her daughter-in-law and granddaughter to the residence of Princess Fuxi. Pingyang sat in the carriage, but from time to time he stuck his head out of the window, looking at her curiously with his big, watery eyes. There was a lot of scenery in Beijing, and he kept chattering with his cousin from the Pei family who was guarding him on horseback.

This year, she has already reached the hairpin age, which is the age when a woman has reached adulthood. According to etiquette, a woman of this age should be calm and steady, like Pingyang, which is not in line with the rules of upbringing.

Princess Yongqin only had one daughter, Pingyang, and the whole family usually pampered her as if she were an eyeball. Now that her daughter is about to find her husband's family, Princess Yongqin realized that she had indulged her daughter too much.

The princess began to feel anxious, so she sharpened her skills before the battle. Since arriving in the capital, she has been constantly talking to her daughter about her future.

Princess Yongqin, who was sitting in the car, saw that her daughter was not being polite, so she scolded her in a low voice, and used the rules of a lady to discipline her: "Pingyang, how many times have I told you that a girl with haircuts should behave politely." Stability is the key, look at you, you don't have any ladylike demeanor at all."

Pingyang was nagged by her mother. She first raised her head and stuck out her tongue at Pei Yunqian who was riding a horse, and complained with her mouth: "Look, here we go again."

"Mother, I would like to warn you, the eldest princess we are going to meet today is the eldest daughter of the late emperor. She is very powerful and cannot tolerate sand in her eyes. When we meet your aunt, you will just show off. You have to be more steady.”

After listening to her mother's nagging, Pingyang quietly pouted at Pei Yunqian, then turned to her mother and said back: "Aunt Huang should be my closest elder, this is my temperament, why do I have to put on airs in front of her. "After his mother turned cold and wanted to reprimand him again, Pingyang hurriedly changed his words and said: "Concubine, please don't say any more. When we get to the imperial aunt's princess mansion later, I will just keep silent."

Concubine Lan doted on her granddaughter unduly. When she saw her granddaughter being wronged, she hurriedly came to her rescue and said to her niece and daughter-in-law: "You are Fu Xi's companion. You don't understand her temper yet. She is the most genuine person." , I hate pretentiousness the most." He then warned his granddaughter: "When you meet your imperial aunt later, don't be restrained, just treat her as your closest elder. Don't worry, your imperial aunt , I will definitely like you very much."

After hearing what her grandmother said, Pingyang opened her eyes wide and asked curiously: "Grandma, mother, I just went to visit the imperial aunt. Why do you care so much about whether my aunt likes me?"

The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law wanted to marry Pingyang to Fuxi's son, so they naturally had to care about Fuxi's attitude towards Pingyang. After all, if Fuxi also nodded, the matter would be done. The high-ranking family in the palace has a clean and upright family tradition. In the eyes of Princess Lan and Princess Yong, this is the best place to end up in Pingyang.

Now that Pingyang suddenly asked her about something important, Princess Yongqin was at a loss for words. She faltered and didn't know how to answer. However, Princess Lan's face remained as usual. She took Pingyang's hand and said, "There are few princes in your father's generation, but the princess is." There are many, but among your imperial aunts, only your imperial aunt, Fuxi, is half of your grandmother's daughter. She grew up under your grandmother's knees. She is your closest aunt, so grandma naturally hopes that your imperial aunt will like you. You, of course, grandma hopes that my little granddaughter will like you, Aunt Fuxi."

Pingyang has a simple temperament. After hearing what his grandmother said, he did not doubt that he was there, and nodded to his grandmother calmly. Concubine Lan paused, then murmured to her granddaughter as if unintentionally: "Your aunt Fuxi's youngest son is called Brother Xiang. He is only one year older than you. He also came back to your aunt today. He's here." There, we adults are chatting and reminiscing about old times. If you feel bored, just talk to Brother Xiang. You are the same age and cousins, so we should be able to talk to each other very well."

Pingyang nodded casually, then unconsciously moved his gaze out the window, greedily admiring the bustling Kyoto.

Seeing this, Mrs. Lan pretended to talk to her daughter-in-law: "I met Fu Xi's little son once. He was only seven or eight years old at that time. Although he was still a half-grown child, he was very handsome. Now this child He has grown up, and I heard he is even more handsome than when he was a child, and he is one of the most handsome men in the capital."

Princess Yongqin understood and replied with a smile: "I also heard that Brother Xiang was born extremely well, and people in the capital praised him as the reincarnation of Pan An."

"So handsome?" Pingyang blurted out a question after listening to what her grandmother and mother said. Then she raised her eyes to look at Pei Yunqian who was riding a horse. She turned around and asked her grandmother and mother with a smile: "How will you treat Aunt Fuxi's son?" With such praise, how does he compare with his cousin from the Pei family?"

Princess Yongqin smiled and said: "How can this be compared?"

Concubine Lan looked at her granddaughter and murmured: "In short, your cousin Xiang is an extremely handsome man. You will know what kind of handsomeness he is when you see him later."

Therefore, Jiang is still old and spicy. Concubine Lan and Princess Yongqin had their heart set on marrying Pingyang to Li Xiang. Before Pingyang met Li Xiang, the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law had already quietly spread the idea in the little girl's heart. A preconceived seed was planted.

 So, before Pingyang met Li Xiang, she was curious and had a good impression of him unconsciously.

Because Pingyang wanted to see the street view, the window of the Chinese car was kept open. The conversation between Princess Lan and Princess Yongzin in the Chinese car fell into the ears of Pei Yunqian who was guarding the outside of the car. As for the intentions of his grandmother and mother, Pingyang, the The silly girl didn't notice at all, but Pei Yunqian felt his heart bleed when he heard it.

The Prince Yong’s Mansion wants to marry Pingyang into the Zhenguo Mansion.

 They are both relatives of high-ranking emperors, so they are really well matched.

Pei Yunqian suffered an accident when he was young. Although he was living under someone else's roof, he was like a green pine growing on a cliff. No matter how windy or rainy he was, he never felt ashamed of himself. But at this moment, his heart was filled with inferiority.

His current status, for him in Pingyang, can only be the moon in the water and the flowers in the mirror, which are beyond his reach.

The winter in Beijing is cold. The cold wind is mixed with scattered snowflakes, which condenses on Pei Yunqian's face, making it feel cold.