"The prince is full of praise."
After Jiang Xingjian accepted Shen Qianyu's compliment with a calm face, he thanked the two adults Zhang and Xu, turned around and entered the Sanchao team and followed everyone out.
Shen Qianyu escorted the two adults out of the royal road, and then returned to the East Palace.
Just now, he showed off his elegant and gentlemanly style and amazed many important officials in the court who didn't know what he was doing.
Today's appearance can be regarded as a successful start. Shen Qianyu is in a very good mood. Even the maids of the East Palace can see some happiness on his face.
"This greeting is sent to the Song Mansion. Tomorrow the Imperial Palace will see Mr. Song and Song Fu."
Ji Rong took it carefully and sent someone to send it out.
Today's battle is not beautiful. Shen Qianyu feels proud, but suffers from the fact that there is no one to share it with. When he saw the pile of books in the room, he suddenly felt eager to see Song Wan as soon as possible.
But this unwarranted impulse was quickly suppressed.
Although he has now resumed his status as prince, he has no assistant ministers in the East Palace.
The third division of the crown prince must be decided by the emperor. Shen Qianyu did not expect that Emperor Wen Hui would take him seriously, so he skipped this step and started thinking about candidates for other positions.
As soon as the sunset started to glow on the horizon, he picked out a few rough candidates.
Seeing that he was busy, Ji Rong wanted to retreat but heard Shen Qianyu ask, "What's the matter?"
"Many spies came to the East Palace today. I obeyed my master and sent them away one by one. It's just that Concubine Yun and Concubine Jiang just sent people to deliver something. I wonder if Your Highness would like to see it?"
Shen Qianyu said: "What is it?"
"Most of them are food."
"There is a fight between the two of them, so don't pay attention."
Ji Rong was about to retreat, but Shen Qianyu frowned and said, "I was able to regain my status as a prince so quickly, and the Song family's legitimate daughter contributed a lot to it. How do you think I can thank her?"
Ji Rong said: "If you have an ordinary status, Your Highness may be included in the East Palace, but the legitimate daughter of the Song family..."
Shen Qianyu waved his hand: "She disdains this idea and thinks of other things."
"Since I can't give her an identity, it can benefit her father and brother, so that counts..."
Shen Qianyu shook his head: "Her father and brother are her father and brother, so I won't treat him badly."
Ji Rong looked at Shen Qianyu and couldn't think of any good ideas for a while.
"Don't you know what women like?"
"This... I look at the maids in the palace. They usually like some head jewelry, gold hairpins, silver bracelets, etc., or they just like some rouge and gouache."
"How can those vulgar fans be compared with her?"
Ji Rong was scolded into silence, while Shen Qianyu frowned and waved his hand impatiently.
Ji Rong stepped back, and Shen Qianyu looked at the maid of the East Palace with his chin clenched.
He saw that although these palace maids were dressed exactly the same, their makeup on their faces was different. Although they all had light makeup and light pink, they were indeed different upon closer inspection.
Thinking that he went to Song Wan's house that day and happened to see her and the maid at home doing lipstick, he suddenly felt something in his heart.
It seems that Ji Rong is right, women do like these things.
Shen Qianyu summoned Ji Rong and asked him if he knew how to make rouge.
Ji Rong wiped the sweat from his forehead and hesitated: "This servant really doesn't know, but I saw that the maids around me asked the eunuchs to take the lipstick from the beauty salon outside the palace, so I thought the things sold there should be good."
"How can that happen? Has she never seen a good person?"
Asking Ji Rong to help find a book on making rouge, Shen Qianyu carefully told him to rest and recuperate for the past few days, then go to the palace to study in secret.
"Nen Wuxiang, Xiaochunhong, Luzhu'er, Wanjinhong..."
Shen Qianyu frowned, really confused by these types.
How does he know what Song Wan likes?
After flipping through page after page, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the lipstick prescription named Shiliu Jiao.
For some reason, when he saw this name, he remembered Song Wan's pink lips and fragrant look that day.
After finally finding the red and blue flowers from the palace maid, Shen Qianyu started tinkering alone in the East Palace late at night.
The book states that the method of killing flowers requires pounding them with a hammer until they are cooked, so he put the fresh flowers into a stone mortar and pounded them repeatedly into a thick slurry, then used a cloth bag to squeeze out the pure juice, put it in a vat and mixed it with vinegar and pomegranate.
He didn't know how to make the rouge the right color. After doing it several times, he felt that the color was too thin, so he kept adding the flower juice to it. When he saw that the color in the bowl was deep red, he felt relieved.
That man has always been dull and dull, not as bright and colorful as other women. Every time he thinks about this, Shen Qianyu feels unworthy of her.
In the past few days, he went to court in the morning, made friends with ministers outside the palace in the afternoon, and devoted himself to making rouge for Song Wan in the evening. In this way, it took him seven or eight days to choose a satisfactory one.
Putting the rouge bottle as big as a fist away carefully, Shen Qianyu took a bath.
"No need to wait, you can go down."
The palace maid stretched out her hand in front of him, and withdrew her hand that was about to change his clothes, and bowed out respectfully.
After tinkering with the rouge for several days, Shen Qianyu could only feel a greasy smell of powdered powder on his body. He took off his clothes and quickly washed away the floral scent all over his body, and then rubbed it on his face. Then he took the rouge and left the palace. Arrive at Song Wan's house.
Seeing Song Wan again, he felt a little dazed.
"Eunuch Ji Rong?"
"Miss Song."
Song Wan smiled slightly, as if he hadn't noticed that he was in a trance.
Shen Qianyu came back to his senses and said: "The prince has met with many adults recently. Compared with the fifth prince who has not appeared for many days, his voice is getting louder and louder."
"The prince is approachable and sincere, and it is unusual for him to win the favor of all the adults."
Shen Qianyu said: "Without the help of the girl, the prince would have had to go through a lot of troubles to achieve what he has achieved today."
"My father-in-law said something serious, and I don't dare to take it seriously."
Song Wan blushed at what he said. How had she ever helped? It's just a matter of dropping two sentences from the book bag.
In the past, the prince had no one to teach him. If he finds a famous teacher in the future, he will only grow faster based on his talent.
Thinking of what the prince had done recently, Song Wan couldn't help but praise him.
An achievement such as assassinating the king of an enemy country will be recorded in history books in the future. The auspicious signs that Jiang Man originally prepared for the fifth prince have become the visions that the common people evoked to welcome the prince's return.
Nowadays, not only the court, but also the common people highly respect the prince.
"The prince is not only tolerant and generous, but also resourceful. Even if he doesn't have a daughter, it won't take long to restore his identity."
Song Wan pursed his lips and smiled, feeling happy that there would be such a king in the world in the future.
Her smile made Shen Qianyu stunned for a moment. When his eyes swept across those faint pink lips, his heart trembled uncontrollably.
He put his hand into his arms and hesitantly took out a large porcelain vase.
Song Wan looked at him in surprise. As soon as she saw this man, she saw something in his arms, but she never thought that this thing was for her.
"His Royal Highness is a thank-you gift for the girl."
"What is this?"
Shen Qianyu's cheeks heated up: "Women... use lipstick."
Song Wan frowned slightly when he heard this.
