MTL - Jade Without Fragrance-Chapter 17 touch porcelain

   Chapter 17 Touching Porcelain

  Related to Prince Jing's mansion, but different from his previous life, Wen Hao couldn't help but think of one person: Qi Shuo, the heir of Prince Jing.

   King Jing’s family moved to the next door to the General’s Mansion eight years ago.

   At that time, Wen Hao was eight years old and Qi Shuo was eleven.

   In Wen Hao's impression, this Prince Jing, whom he had known since childhood, was frail and quiet, and he had no sense of existence among the children in this area.

   Therefore, the impression is not deep, just know.

   Now, she has to pay attention.

   Was it because she was able to speak that caused the change of Prince Jing, or did this change stem from Prince Jing himself?

   Having lunch with the old lady at the General's Mansion, Mrs. Lin did not bring sister Wen Hao back to the mansion, but stayed for the afternoon.

   This is probably the benefit of being an only daughter. Since Lin's leaving the cabinet, not only has her boudoir not changed, but Wen Chan and Wen Hao also have their own yard in the General's Mansion after they were born.

  Wen Hao had no intention of falling asleep after returning to the room, so he instructed Baozhu: "I will go for a walk in the garden. If anyone comes looking for it, say I fell asleep."

  The garden of the General's Mansion is very large. At this season, the garden is full of flowers and lush greenery.

   There were very few people in the garden in the afternoon. Wen Hao stopped and walked, and unknowingly, he reached the wall that separates Prince Jing's mansion.

  She was not familiar with Prince Jing's son, and after her mother declined the offer of marriage from Prince Jing's mansion, it would undoubtedly be embarrassing to deal with him.

  Wen Hao raised his head and stared at the wall for a while, then jumped.

   That’s all, it’s better to think more than do more, just observe it first.

  The girl was as dexterous as a rabbit, she climbed up the wall with her hands with a slight leap, then released her hands and fell back to the ground.

   She leaned against the wall and took a deep breath.

  What's wrong with Prince Jing, why is he on the other side of the wall again!

  Wen Hao was unable to speak since he was small, and no matter how impatient his temper was, he became a little angry at this moment.

   She even suspected that Prince Jing did it on purpose.

  If you think about it rationally, it is unlikely.

  Prince Jing couldn't predict the prophet, how would he know that she was climbing the wall again at this time.

   Fortunately, she reacted fast enough to not be seen.

On the other side of the wall, the boy holding the scroll raised his eyes and glanced at the empty wall, the corners of his lips slightly raised.

   "Sir, it's a little too dry in the afternoon, why don't you go back to your room." The servant Changshun advised.

   "The spring sun is shining comfortably, not to mention the shade of trees." The boy didn't move, leaning on the rattan rocking chair to continue reading.

  Changshun really had a hard time understanding the prince's hobbies.

   The huge palace is full of good places. Why does the prince like to read books and rest here?

   "Prince, be careful that the second girl Wen climbs the wall again and hits you." The servant was obviously brooding about the injury that Shizi received that day, and did not notice the turbulent situation just now.

   The young man glanced at him and said lightly, "Don't be tongue-in-cheek, that day was just a coincidence."

   "Look at the little girl, Wen Er is very skilled at climbing walls..."

   Wen Hao put his ears against the wall and was a little embarrassed to hear the conversation between the master and servant.

   I didn't expect to be despised by Prince Jing's servant.

  Prince Jing...is kind.

   There was no sound coming from the partition wall, Wen Hao lightly walked to a tree not far away, and climbed up flexibly.

  There are branches and leaves blocking her, so she can finally take a look at the situation with peace of mind.

  There is an osmanthus tree on the other side of the wall. Prince Jing sat on the rocking chair under the osmanthus tree and closed his eyes, with an unfolded book lying quietly in front of him.

  The spring breeze blows the corners of the boy's robe, which is peaceful and beautiful.

  Wen Hao was silent.

  It turned out that the other side of the wall was where Prince Jing was taking a break.

  Prince Jing's preferences were not the same as those of the famous sons she had seen.

   Thinking that Prince Jing had a heart attack at a young age, Wen Hao felt a little sympathy.

   How sad it is not to have a healthy body, she has long experienced it.

   But this did not dispel her doubts about Prince Jing.

  Prince Jing has reached the point of hiring a famous doctor, why was he able to travel far in his previous life?

   She sat on a tree branch and looked at the young man in a daze, and inadvertently met a pair of black eyes.

  Wen Hao almost fell from the tree.

   was discovered!

   She tried to make amends, supporting the tree branch as if nothing had happened, and looking away, she glanced quietly from the corner of the eye and found that the boy was still looking at her.

  Wen Hao sat like a clay sculpture for a while, and his heart jumped down the tree.

At the other end of the wall, Qi Shuo couldn't help standing up when he saw Wen Hao suddenly jumped off the tree.

  The young servant Changshun was taken aback by the sudden action of the prince: "Prince, what's the matter?"

  Qi Shuo stared somewhere, with a light tone: "It's nothing."

   The last time I jumped from the wall and twisted my foot, this time I jumped from a taller tree…

   "Is the prince uncomfortable?" Seeing Qi Shuo's bad expression, Chang Shun looked worried.

   "Don't nag." Qi Shuo reprimanded, his eyes flashing slightly, "Changshun."

   "Your Highness, you ordered."

   "I'm a little thirsty. Go back and fetch the tea set that I usually use."

  Changshun was in a hurry.

At the head of the wall, Wen Hao nodded again, and seeing that there was no one else beside Qi Shuo, he simply jumped over the wall neatly.

  Prince Jing's mansion is very solid, but looking at the young man coming, her heart is a little empty.

  Wait a while, wouldn't Prince Jing think she was crazy?

  I thought about it, I've already seen it anyway, it's better to ask if it's broken.

   Waiting for the young man to stand in front of him, Wen Hao's surface regained his composure: "Sir."

   Qi Shuo was silent for a moment, and a small smile hung on the corner of his lips: "If Miss Wen has something to say, we can go over there."

  Wen Hao looked in the direction of his fingers. It was a flower stand. At this time, the roses were green and it was a convenient place to talk.

   It's just that Prince Jing was a little too calm. Seeing her coming over the wall to see her, he looked as usual.

   She pondered the other person's mind, but it was difficult to find out the depth.

  The two stood at the flower stand, Qi Shuo asked with a smile, "Miss Wen is visiting today, what's the matter?"

  Visit…

  Wen Hao was speechless for a while.

   I have never seen such a person going down the stairs.

   "I—" Wen Hao pursed his lips and asked, "When did the prince suffer from heart disease?"

   Qi Shuo was slightly startled, as if she did not expect that she would ask this.

   The words started, and there was no worries behind.

   "Today I heard that a famous doctor came to the palace, I was a little curious."

  Qi Shuo smiled: "I'm also a little curious."

   "What is the prince curious about?"

   "I wonder why Miss Wen Er is curious about this."

   "I have known Shizi since childhood, and now I can speak, but I heard that Shizi suffers from a heart disease. It's ... out of concern and curiosity." Wen Hao cheekily gave the reason.

   "It turns out that Miss Wen is sympathetic to me." Qi Shuo looked at her deeply.

  Wen Hao stabilized his mind and said without changing his face: "The prince is in his prime, who wouldn't be a pity if he suffers from heart disease."

   "Miss Wen really wants to know?" Qi Shuo asked with a smile.

  Wen Hao nodded slightly.

  The young man sighed: "There was no such disease at first. That day, Miss Wen suddenly fell from the wall, and somehow she was scared out of her heart."

   Wen Hao was dumbfounded.

   Scared out of her?

   She suspected that Prince Jing was touching porcelain!

   (end of this chapter)