The pastries in the Duke's Mansion are really good. The plum blossom pastries are crystal clear and transparent, and the yellow stamens in the middle are made more exquisite. Qiao Guxin, who was attracted by Qiao Wen's handle, wanted to get a piece.

Qiao Wenzhi looked up and looked at Feng Zhaoan, but when she saw Feng Zhaoan, she quickly lowered her head again, "I'm not hungry, you can eat."

The sound is getting lower and lower.

Qiao Wenbing seemed to have discovered something interesting, and had no intention of letting go of Qiao Wenzhi just now. He continued, "Second sister should use it, so she would have to go hungry if she went back."

Although the banquet was coming, the women had many rules and many flowing tables, which was to look at them with their eyes. I guess no one was full.

As soon as Qiao Wenbing finished speaking, Chu Hanyin seemed to have reacted and moved the pastry to the two girls, "Wenbing is still thoughtful."

Then it seemed that he suddenly discovered that Qiao Guxin and Qiao Wenzhi were wearing Bu Yao on his head, "I didn't even notice it just now. This sisterly love is deep. People say that people rely on clothes, but when they look down, they have to rely on people."

It was obviously the same stairs, but it gave people a different feeling when worn on the heads of two girls.

"Young Master Chu is too good." Qiao Guxin responded with a smile, then picked up a piece of pastry. He originally wanted to hand it to Qiao Wenzhi, but he glanced at Qiao Wenjie on the side and then put it in his mouth.

It melts in one bite, and it still has the familiar taste.

It was originally because life was too bitter, Qiao Guxin liked to use these desserts very much, but now she used them, just because she just happened to feel that she should eat something and no longer deliberately seeks the sweetness.

Seeing Qiao Guxin used it, Qiao Wenzhi also took a piece.

On the other side, Shen Qiuhe was setting up a men's seat. He was the only man in the Duke's Mansion and wanted to take the lead.

The right assistant minister of the Ministry of Justice was holding his breath and searching for the bad luck of Dali Temple everywhere, but he couldn't find any evidence. As for the superiors, as Shen Qiuhe thought, he really wouldn't care about such trivial matters.

However, due to the pressure, the Dali Temple Chief still punished Shen Qiuhe for resting at home these days and was not allowed to go to Dali Temple to investigate official duties, which allowed him to have free time for his mother to celebrate his birthday.

Seeing that the person was almost here, Shen Qiuhe told the person below to greet him, he was walking alone.

"Master, the grandsons of the Ministry of Justice are so annoying. Brothers are all looking forward to you coming forward to deal with them again." Wang Si muttered to himself.

Because Shen Qiuhe did not go out, the people from Dali Temple could only whisper to Wang Si'er's ear, which made him so annoyed that he was so annoyed all day long.

Shen Qiuhe ignored Wang Si and walked ahead with his own eyes.

I walked all the way to the book collection pavilion and looked down at the entire mansion from a high place.

The line of sight circles and circles.

Wang Sinian muttered for a long time, and then realized that Shen Qiuhe didn't seem to be careful to listen to him. He followed Shen Qiuhe's appearance and looked down. He stayed in the mansion all day long, and even if he closed his eyes, he could know what the mansion looked like and what was good-looking. "Master, are you looking for someone?"

"No, there is no one." This time, Shen Qiuhe responded.

His hands were naturally placed by the window, and his body moved forward slightly, and suddenly he seemed to see the crimson red in the pavilion.

Shen Qiuhe suddenly lowered his body and clearly saw Qiao Guxin laughing in the pavilion.

And Chu Hanyin was sitting opposite her.

This guest was originally decided by Shen Qiuhe. He hesitated for a while when he was at the Chu family, but then he thought that Qiao Guxin should be responsible for his work, so he posted a post, but now, it seems that he is particularly confident?

Wang Si looked at Chen Qiuhe's face and seemed to have a layer of frost. He squatted down suddenly, and then saw Qiao Guxin.

At this moment, Wang Si couldn't help but sigh, "The Qiao family and the Chu family are really destined to be together."

Or they are destined to be together, but every time they see them, they seem to be inseparable from the Chu family.

He slowly stood up and looked at Chen Qiuhe, "Master, you have always been generous, why not fulfill your wishes?"

Anyway, Chen Qiuhe is not close to women, so it would be better to fulfill the destiny of the person who is destined to be.

Chen Qiuhe suddenly turned his head and looked at Wang Si. His eyes turned into a knife, stabbing Wang Si one after another, and then stood up straight, as if thinking about something.

It took a long time to say, "Miss Qiao and I will get married next year, and my mother should want to see her."

After following Chen Qiuhe for so long, Wang Si instantly understood Chen Qiuhe’s meaning and nodded immediately to do it.

Chu Hanyin's mouth outside was indeed very straightforward. Not to mention Qiao Guxin, even Qiao Wenzhi was amused several times, but every time she saw Feng Zhaoan, she quickly sat dignified.

He tried hard to ignore Feng Zhaoan, but he couldn't help but peek at Feng Zhaoan every time.

Feng Zhaoan was as quiet as before, but occasionally he would remind him when Chu Hanyin was inappropriate.

"Dear young ladies." The five of them were chatting happily, and suddenly a maid came and greeted them. "I don't know which one is Miss Qiao, my wife is invited."

Seeing her wearing the clothes of the servants of the Duke's Mansion, this lady was either the Duke's wife or the wife of the ancestors.

Qiao Guxin and Chen Qiuhe made a marriage together. No matter who invites you, you can tell the past.

"Then I'll go and come back." Qiao Guxin said to everyone, then stood up and took a step forward naturally.

The wife of the Duke's Mansion lives in the same yard as the wife of the eldest son. Qiao Guxin was naturally familiar with it. She only realized after taking a step. Now she is very unfamiliar with the Duke's Mansion. She pretended to check whether her clothes were appropriate, and then said to the maid, "Miss Lau leads the way."

Qiao Wenzhi kept looking at Qiao Guxin's back with concern. She had a bad impression of Chen Qiuhe and always felt that Qiao Guxin would be troubled in the past.

But in this kind of occasion, there is no reason why she, a concubine, chased her.

She could only unconsciously hold the pastry in her hand. The wife of the prince's wife lost her husband at a young age. It was not that she looked down on the widow, but she always felt that those people were sensitive and difficult to get along with.

"If the second sister pinched it, the whole plate would turn into mud." Qiao Wenbing lit the table, and Qiao Wenzhi realized it and quickly put down the pastry in her hand.

Qiao Wenbing tsk twice, "Second sister is so stingy with her big sister. If the big sister gets married, wouldn't she plan to follow her?"

When aristocratic women get married, some people choose clan girls as Teng concubines from their clans. Ning Shunhou’s backyard is considered quiet, so Qiao Wenzhi doesn’t have to be so wronged.

When Qiao Wenqing heard this, she picked up the folding fan in Chu Hanyin in her hand and smashed it on Qiao Wen's handle, "You're the one who has a long mouth?"

"It's just a joke, it's just a joke." Qiao Wenbing explained with a smile, and then handed the folding fan back to Chu Hanyin with both hands.

Feng Zhaoan looked up at Qiao Wenzhi, then lowered again, "The two beauties in the Qiao family have a deep sisterhood, which is enviable."

"Thank you, Mr. Feng." Qiao Wenzhi replied in a low voice. This was the first time she had talked to Feng Zhaoan today.

Just this sentence made her heart beat like a drum, and she even forgot the inappropriate joke Qiao Wenbing had just said.

Qiao Wenbing glanced at Qiao Wenzhi, then glanced at Feng Zhaoan, who was also blushing beside him. With a faint smile on his lips, he picked up the teacup in front of him and tasted it.

On the other side, as Qiao Guxin thought, the person below led her to the yard of the Duke's wife.

As I remember, the decoration here is dusk and there is no fresh breath.

After stepping into this door, I felt instantly blocking the noise outside.

And Qiao Guxin's crimson was like suddenly breaking into an ink-splashing painting, out of place.

The people below were speechless all the way. After taking Qiao Guxin over, they lifted up the pearl curtain and waited for Qiao Guxin to enter.

Qiao Guxin turned around and signaled Nianxiang to wait outside, and then naturally raised her left foot to get started.

In the room, the Duke's wife sat upright in the main seat, like a god and Buddha with a golden body, straight.

Perhaps because I was unhappy, I was the same age as Gu, but at this glance, I looked at the traces of time on my face and was wearing dark brown clothes. I said that it was the same age as the old lady of the Marquis’s Mansion. Some people believed it.

Sitting next to her was the wife of the old prince. She was younger than the old lady, and her light blue clothes looked very energetic.

Qiao Guxin's hands naturally overlapped, "I've met two ladies."

He bent his knees slightly and showed that he was not familiar with it.

"This is the eldest girl of the Marquis' Mansion?" The prince's wife Zheng called out with a smile, then got up and pulled Qiao Guxin up. "Look, she is a dignified person."

"Madam Xie." Qiao Guxin didn't say much, just sat down with Zheng.

She remembered that she met Zheng for the first time in her previous life, the second day after her marriage, but she was not so kind and chose her own faults everywhere.

Maybe people are worldly, and everything is because they are not down now.

"Mother, look, our Qing brother is blessed." Zheng turned his head and said to the Duke's wife He.

There was no joy on He's face, but he just glanced at Qiao Guxin indifferently, then whispered softly, and it was over.

Qiao Gu expected that He was indifferent to him.

Zheng sighed slightly, patted Qiao Guxin's back of her hand, and said softly, "You know the situation at home, don't take it to heart."

Overnight, the pillars of the Duke's Mansion disappeared and the prince died tragically. Today's prosperity was exchanged for their lives.

In the capital, everyone knows it.

But this sentence is interesting, and it seems to be earlier.

Zheng was born with a general and his hand was strong, so Qiao Guxin's back of his hand was red when he patted him twice.

But Qiao Guxin couldn't accept her words. She came today to celebrate her birthday. She couldn't say a good day.

When he was silent, listening to the sound of the pearl curtain, Shen Qiuhe, who was wearing a green dress, lifted the pearl curtain and came in, "Mother, sister-in-law, Miss Qiao."

After standing still, calm and polite.

Qiao Guxin couldn't help but think of Chu Hanyin. He wore a white dress in the Marquis's Mansion that day. Qiao Guxin was not good at face trouble and it was really inappropriate.

However, Shen Qiuhe, perhaps because of his good skin, he can actually wear a little elegance.

He turned his head and looked at the light blue clothes on Zheng's body, and suddenly curled the corners of his mouth. He felt that the clothes of his uncle and sister-in-law were quite compatible.

At first glance, it was a family.

However, Qiao Guxin instantly reacted to being rude and then looked stern.

However, Chen Qiuhe was born in Dali Temple. After observing it, Qiao Guxin's smile still couldn't escape his eyes.

"Qiuhe is here? The yard in front is settled?" Zheng then let go of Qiao Guxin's hand and turned to look at Chen Qiuhe.
To be continued...