"Nothing, I'm going for a walk, you don't have to follow me."

"Auntie."

Li Zhi felt a faint feeling of uneasiness in her heart. When she chased him out, she saw Xin Nian holding an oil-paper umbrella and already walking down the steps. His steps were calm and firm, but for some reason, his straight back looked a bit tragic.

"You are not allowed to follow me. Everyone is going back."

At this time, Xinghua also came out of the side room, but was stopped by Xin Nian's words, and he could only watch her go away in a daze.

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"Sure enough, this white fox fur is more comfortable to sit on. If you go and ask for this, then the Xin family didn't make things difficult for you, right?"

Concubine Liao sat at the table, holding a grape between her fingers, looking at the thin rain outside the curtain, and asked lightly on her face.

"My servant didn't go to Mrs. Xin." Mrs. Qian poured another cup of hot tea and handed it to her: "As soon as I went out, I saw grandma's people going to the warehouse with apricot blossoms and lychees, so I followed them and joined them.

As soon as I told him, it turned out that they didn't dare to fight, so they finally gave me this piece of fine white fox fur."

Concubine Liao was startled, frowned and asked, "What are people doing in Jiaru going to the warehouse with Xinghua Litchi?"

"It is said that all the ladies and gentlemen in the house have to make winter clothes. Grandma asked Aunt Xin to open the kitchen and pick out all the unused satin and cotton fabrics."

Concubine Liao snorted coldly: "This is really a pampering of a concubine that destroys a wife. The Xin family is so unlucky that Jiaru needs to remind her of such a big thing as making winter clothes."

Mrs. Qian coughed and said cautiously: "It's not grandma who reminded me. Although Mrs. Xin is in charge of the warehouse, most of the daily life of the house is still in grandma's hands. You can't be the head of the house and just ignore everything."

Concubine Liao was silent for a long time, then sighed and said: "It's really wronging Jiaru. A grandmother in charge has to take care of such trivial matters. Changting is really cruel."

Mrs. Qian was speechless, secretly thinking about trivial things? If grandma hadn't taken care of these trivial things, you would have been fighting Xinshi by now, right?

Just as I was thinking about it, I heard a little girl outside the tent say: "Toffee, Aunt Xin, please see me."

"What's she doing here?" Concubine Liao's eyebrows were raised. "You don't think you're angry enough with me, and you're going to make me angry to death? Tell her not to see you, and ask her to go back."

"The Concubine." Qian hurriedly whispered: "Otherwise, let's meet her. Who knows if she has something serious? If you don't see her, what if she talks nonsense in front of the prince again... The prince has been doing this for a few days.

The genius and the concubine are getting closer..."

"What an injustice, what an injustice." Concubine Liao banged the table, looking very angry and gritting her teeth: "That's all, let her come in. I want to see what kind of medicine she is selling in the gourd this time."

So the little girl said to Xin Nian who was not far away: "Auntie, please come in."

Xin Nian came to the tent door holding an umbrella, looked at the little girl up and down, and suddenly said: "I remember it was Xiaoxia who was guarding in front of the tent before, why are you replaced today?"

The little girl hugged her shoulders and trembled a little, trembling and said: "Xiaoxia's daughter is sick, so I will take her place today."

Xin Nian understood. It was late autumn now, with autumn rain and cold. The weather at this time was similar to that of early winter. The girls were wearing winter clothes and holding umbrellas. They might not be able to withstand the damp and cold air. They stood for a long time.

But I'm not sick.

When other people's courtyards encounter snow or rain or the weather is cold or hot, little girls are always waiting inside the door to take care of them. However, the concubine's place is full of pomp and circumstance, and you only have a tent. Why is there any need to guard the door? This is really treating people like cattle and horses.

ah.

Xin Nian felt both anger and pity in her heart, but she had nothing to do. She sighed and patted the little girl on the shoulder. She put away her umbrella and walked into the tent. She saw several smokeless charcoal pots burning in the big tent, which was only so smokey.

The small area of ​​heaven and earth is as warm as spring, and the cold and rainy weather outside is like two different worlds.

"What brings you to my place?"

Concubine Liao stared at Xin Nian. There was no one else in the tent except Qian, so her resentment towards Xin Nian was completely undisguised.

Xin Nian's expression didn't look much better, but Qian was a little frightened. After bowing, she took out a brocade box from her sleeve and said in a deep voice: "My dearest concubine, I have something to ask you.

Please ask Mrs. Qian to go out for a while."

As soon as he finished speaking, a thunderbolt exploded above his head. Qian looked at the tent that was swaying and whispered, "How about, Princess Taifei, let's go back to the house and talk."

"Yes." Xin Nian sneered: "It's better to go back to the house to talk, otherwise it's thunder and lightning. Who knows it's not God's anger? What if the retribution comes to the concubine..."

"What did you say? Tell me again."

Concubine Liao stared at Xin Nian with sadness. She never dreamed that the other party would dare to speak to her like this. She was so angry that her hands on the table clenched into fists. She suddenly slammed the table and stood up. She gritted her teeth and said solemnly: "Say it again.

Once again, tell me."

"Why are you so angry? I am also thinking about you."

Xin Nian watched calmly as the tea in the cup splashed everywhere with the concubine's movements, and thought to herself: It's not enough, far from enough.

As soon as she thought of this, she took two steps forward, handed the box to Concubine Liao, and said in a deep voice: "Concubine, do you really not know what I am talking about? Or, after you have seen the contents of this box,

Then you will know."

Having said this, he glanced at Qian again and sneered: "Mother Qian, are you sure you don't want to go out?"

"I...the concubine..."

Qian's heart was beating like a drum, her eyelids were twitching, and she had the intuition that something big was about to happen. She looked at Concubine Liao, and her master said coldly: "Qian is my dowry, go out and do it."

What? If you have anything to say, just say it here."

"good!"

Xin Nian shouted loudly, then took a deep breath, opened the box suddenly, gritted his teeth and said loudly: "Do you still recognize these things? If you have forgotten, I will remind you that these... are all from green leaves

It was found under the bed board."

Green leaves?

A Jiao Lei exploded at this moment, and Xin Nian's words were another Jiao Lei, exploding in Concubine Liao's heart.

She thought that with the death of that girl, the things she had done would be quietly erased without leaving any trace, but who would have thought that the dead girl actually left such a piece of physical evidence in her hand.

Seeing Concubine Liao's expression changing, Xin Nian couldn't help but sneer: "It seems that Concubine Liao really recognizes it. Yes, can you not recognize it? It's just other things. I saw you wearing this golden hairpin the year before last."

"

"So what? There are plenty of gold hairpins, and I've worn countless of them. How dare you say they're mine?"

Concubine Liao managed to calm down and stared at Xin Nian fiercely: "Ms. Xin, what are you going to do to cause trouble? Are you feeling uncomfortable after seeing that the house has been quiet for a few days? You are just a broom star, and you came to the house.
Chapter completed!