It took a while since he visited Enhui. Zhu Gaoxu asked the eunuch Cao Fu to arrange everything in the morning and ordered Zhang Sheng, the commander of the Jinyiwei, to deploy the guards and inform Enhui.

Today, Zhu Gaoxu felt his mood changed, as if the spring breeze at this time blew on the water surface, with some ripples and water patterns. He liked to travel with purpose and purpose, and roughly knew what he was going to do. Perhaps this was also a kind of impetuousness.

In the morning, Zhu Gaoxu followed the steps and did his own thing, but he secretly looked forward to his afternoon trip. After he left Fengtian Gate, he went to the East Warehouse of the Qing Palace; because every time he left the palace privately, he would go to the Xuanwu Gate in the north. There were mostly government offices in the south, and civil and military officials often went to the Xihua Gate and Donghua Gate in the west gate. There were very few court ministers entering and leaving the north gate.

As noon approached, Cao Fu arrived at the East Warehouse. He bent to the north beside the partition and bowed to the north. Seeing Zhu Gaoxu nodding, he walked in.

Cao Fu bent over and stood next to the imperial desk. Seeing that he didn't say much, Zhu Gaoxu looked sideways and said, "You all go down."

The palace maids in the room left and walked towards the front of the partition. At this time, Cao Fucai stepped forward and reported softly: "The emperor, I have done everything. By the way, when I saw the 'Mrs. Wang', she asked me a question."

"What?" Zhu Gaoxu asked.

Cao Fu said: "She asked about Concubine Xian, how did she know the emperor and how she was favored."

Zhu Gaoxu said quietly: "How do you answer?"

Cao Fu said: "I said, I don't know much. But I told her that Concubine Xian gave birth to the eldest princess of the emperor."

Zhu Gaoxu nodded, Cao Fu took two steps back and stood beside him.

Cao Fu has been following Zhu Gaoxu for a long time, not to mention that his godfather or Wang Gui, he certainly knows what happened to Yao Ji. But he just didn't tell Enhui.

Zhu Gaoxu stopped talking and was still doing what he was doing. However, he was a little distracted for a while and couldn't help thinking about the matter between Enhui and Yao Ji.

There are various conflicts of different sizes among the women in the harem. The etiquette and legal system of one emperor and multiple concubines in the Ming Dynasty determined that most of their friendship was made of paper, and it only depends on how to maintain it.

Zhu Gaoxu didn't feel that he could fundamentally solve such problems; just as he couldn't really solve most problems, all he could do was to paste and repair them.

But this matter is a bit strange. Enhui has moved out of the palace at this time. The person she has made the most grudges now should be Guo Yan, not Yao Ji. Because Yao Ji and Enhui have only had some mutual tortures, and Guo Yan may mistakenly think that Enhui has a grudge to kill her son.

Why is Enhui most concerned about Yao Ji? Zhu Gaoxu thought for a while and guessed that Enhui might want to move back to the palace to live. Only by inference in this way can Yao Ji's threat to Enhui be greater than Guo Yan, after all, Guo Yan has already gone to Fengyang.

Zhu Gaoxu shook his head gently, picked up his brush and dipped it in the inkstone, and started writing on the paper. He stopped thinking about it and prepared to talk about it when he met in the afternoon.

He had lunch at the East Warehouse at noon, wandered around the courtyard next to the slanting corridor for a while, and then took Cao Fu away from the Ganqing Palace. After a regular carriage that had been arranged, he changed into a ball dragon robe on the carriage, put on a dark straight robe, and no longer wore a hat.

A team of people left the imperial city and headed to the Yanque Lake outside Taiping Gate. Zhu Gaoxu watched the scene in the capital city on the carriage, feeling that there was no change, but if he recalled the scenes during the Yongle period, the capital seemed to be a little different. Just like people could not see the full moon and the waning moon. Only by lengthening the time can they feel its changes.

The carriage arrived at the door of Yanque Lake Mansion, and the gate opened, and the carriage rushed straight into the mansion.

The place where the two met was still in the attic behind the bamboo forest. There are many houses in this mansion, but the attic here is the best view, and you can see Yanque Lake.

Enhui's dress was very elegant, but it can be seen that she spent a lot of time and carefully dressed up. Her face was covered with powder and light makeup. Her jacket and skirt were also made of silk, and the soft and delicate light purple shirt made her body contour clearer and more beautiful. Her dignified posture and etiquette movements were very much like a wife who was a scholarly and well-educated family.

However, there always seemed to be some unhappy meaning in her eyes. Zhu Gaoxu could understand what she had experienced and what was entangled in her heart.

"Congratulations to the Lord, you have got the prince and princess." Enhui welcomed him into the house and said softly.

Zhu Gaoxu said: "The third prince is called Zhantan, and the eldest princess is called Shouseng."

Enhui nodded slightly and said nothing more. She would not mention her sad past in front of Zhu Gaoxu, and she was usually very sensible. At this time, she walked to a wooden table and began to lift the kettle to make tea.

Zhu Gaoxu sat down on a Grand Master chair, and watched Enhui doing trivial matters there, admiring her back. She walked around and seemed to notice his gaze when she looked at Zhu Gaoxu, so she turned to look at him and smiled. Zhu Gaoxu was suddenly a little dazed.

After a while, Enhui brought a cup of tea and whispered: "What's the best thing?"

Zhu Gaoxu immediately said: "From different perspectives, they are all beautiful."

Enhui said: "You will coax people, I am old."

Zhu Gaoxu looked at it for a while, shook his head and said, "Why do you have to say that?"

Enhui sighed lightly, sat down on another chair next to her, looked at Zhu Gaoxu and said, "Really, it may not be obvious yet, but it cannot stand the detailed look. Look." After she said that, she reached out and pulled the skirt upwards. The soft silk material kept folding in the palm of her hand. Under the white skirt, an embroidered shoe with fine stitches was first exposed, and her ankles were gradually exposed.

She stretched out her hand, gently pressed the skin above her knees with her fingertips, and said a little aggrievedly: "Look, my skin is already a little loose. Nothing to nourish people does not work. Time is really terrible."

Zhu Gaoxu took a deep breath, calmed his mind, and looked closer: "Why can't I see it?"

Enhui said: "Look at it carefully, it must be different from your young concubines, and it will be worse than every year."

Zhu Gaoxu thought for a while and said directly: "Yao Ji is not a few years younger than you."

Enhui's expression changed slightly, and she said, "How many years have the woman been good?"

Zhu Gaoxu said: "In my eyes, you will always be very beautiful, don't think so much."

"Really?" Enhui's smile was a little joking, as if she was saying that I was not a little girl, so it was not easy to believe sweet words.

Zhu Gaoxu said seriously without a smile: "Really, beauties have different temperaments and different angles of beauty. What's more, people are a kind of breath, not just looking at the skin."

Enhui smiled and said, "What does Gao Xu smell it?"

"Breath." Zhu Gaoxu corrected.

Enhui was silent and did not respond. After a while, she had stopped her smile and sighed softly: "Sometimes I just want the ancient Buddha of Qinglan, that's it. But you always make me restless. I am so old that I can't stand Gao Xu's treatment. I think you are really strange."

"Where is strange?" Zhu Gaoxu asked casually.

Enhui said: "I can't say it. I thought about it carefully at night... Maybe I can't bear to leave it, but I am in your eyes, or maybe I can't bear to leave the warmth of being lonely."

Zhu Gaoxu didn't say anything for a moment, thinking about what she had just said. He and Enhui did have feelings for each other, so he felt it was a bit difficult, but he never gave up on her idea. That kind of warmth may be a kind of comfort for people, and the care of the opposite sex is always more wonderful.

Enhui stood up and walked towards the back door. Her long skirt also drooped down, covering her feet. She suddenly walked away a little further, as if she was close and separated.

This place is very quiet, and you can hear the faint sound of wind and water waves coming from the lake.

Zhu Gaoxu also stood up from the chair, then walked to the door and watched the scenery outside with Enhui. Standing at the door, he seemed to hear some noises around Yanque Lake. He asked, "How are you doing here? If you lack anything, just tell me."

Enhui shook her head, turned her head and suddenly whispered: "I lack you."

Zhu Gaoxu was speechless. Enhui said again: "No matter how good the scenery is, people who have no expectations, it will be the same after a long time. But Gaoxu doesn't have to worry. I think life is good, my daily life is very comfortable, and I have no uncomfortable places. It's much better than in Fengyang back then."

"I can understand." Zhu Gaoxu nodded. He had occasionally had such insights. He then said, "I think of a way to make you more satisfied."

"Forget it." Enhui turned his head and said, "Gao Xu has received his intention, but there is no need to make things difficult for him. You have to understand that there is endless things that women want, otherwise how could the palace always let everyone be a nun? How can I not understand this truth?"

After hearing this, Zhu Gaoxu thought for a while and then gave another interpretation of Enhui's words: Zhu Gaoxu understood what she wanted, but she would not force it, so as not to get bored, it only depends on your feelings and performance.

He stood for a while, and couldn't help but take a step forward and hug her gently from behind. Instead, she took the initiative to approach Zhu Gaoxu and let out a long breath. With such closeness, Zhu Gaoxu suddenly felt that some obscure fear in his heart was immediately comforted.

The willow trees beside the courtyard wall have already grown new leaves, just as before.

Enhui seemed to be touching the scene and sang a poem in a low voice: "The jade is made up into a tall tree, and thousands of green silk ribbons are hanging down. I don't know who cuts out the thin leaves, and the spring breeze in February is like scissors."
Chapter completed!