"Didn't the Seventh Prince already have a princess? She was the second young lady of the former prime minister's family, the one with a tough life. The emperor had ordered him to divorce before, but he still resisted the order, and he changed his mind so quickly?"

"There's no way to be sure about the affairs of the Tian family. I have pity on the seventh princess. I'm afraid it will be really hard to turn around this time. What the man said can't be counted."

Feng Qinghua opened the curtain and jumped out of the carriage. Looking at the two stone lions at the gate of the palace, she felt a little nostalgic.

"Why are you standing there stupidly? Go in quickly and stand outside waiting for someone to see you?" Zhan Beixiao got off the carriage and saw Feng Qinghua standing there with an unswerving expression on her face.

As he said this, he almost dragged Feng Qinghua into the palace.

Jing Yu followed closely behind and entered the palace to stretch his legs: "I'm back alive. I don't want to go to that damn place anymore. It's better to be here. From now on, I will be a happy rice insect."

Don't come to me for anything in the future, I will do nothing but eat and sleep."

The first thing Feng Qinghua did when she returned home was to meet her beautiful mother-in-law.

As soon as she opened the door, someone ran straight into her arms.

"Qinghua, you are finally back. Mom, I miss you so much." Yu Ji looked straight at Feng Qinghua with her moist eyes, looking very affectionate.

Feng Qinghua immediately coaxed her as if coaxing a child, and told her what she had seen and heard after going out this time, causing Yu Ji to cover her mouth and stare at her with her eyes open, full of novelty.

"Qinghua, you should take mother with you wherever you go from now on. Without you, mother is all alone. She can't eat, can't sleep, and has lost weight." Yu Ji held her face and said pitifully.

The corner of Feng Qinghua's mouth twitched slightly: "Mom, why do you look so plump to me?"

Especially when she just bumped in, she almost fainted. Could it be that she couldn't eat or sleep?

Yu Ji said unhappily: "I missed you so much that I couldn't eat anymore, but then I figured out that I have to eat before I have the strength to miss you, so I kept eating, which means I've been thinking about you."

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This novel reason left Feng Qinghua speechless.

However, Yu Ji had a good time during this period, and she felt relieved.

"Mom, have you recovered your memory, about the past?" Feng Qinghua asked tentatively.

Yu Ji tilted her head: "It seems there is, but it seems there isn't."

Feng Qinghua reminded patiently: "Do you remember what my father looks like?"

Yu Ji nodded and smiled particularly sweetly: "Well, your dad is very, very good-looking."

"Um, is there anything specific?"

"He has big eyes, very white skin, very tall, and very good martial arts. By the way, he is also very good at telling stories. He will not repeat any of them in one night." Yu Ji said proudly.

Feng Qinghua's smile became a little dry: "Is there more?"

Yu Ji said: "Don't you think your father is very powerful?"

Feng Qinghua nodded and said solemnly: "My dad is awesome."

It's not great, love relies on a face and a story every night to deceive her mother.

"Then do you still remember things about your family? For example, do you have an older sister or something? Are there any other relatives at home and where do they live?" Feng Qinghua said in a guiding tone.

Yu Ji began to think hard.

The reason why Feng Qinghua felt that she was exerting force was because Yu Ji clenched her hands tightly and closed her eyes tightly, as if this would make it easier to remember.

However, after Yu Ji thought very hard for a while, she said very lightly: "I didn't think of it."

Feng Qinghua looked up at the beams above her head and said very gently: "It doesn't matter, just forget it if you can't remember it. Are you hungry after thinking so hard?"

Yu Ji nodded: "One each of sweet-scented osmanthus cake, pear blossom cake, almond cheese, walnut cake, thousand-layer silk roll, and peach blossom rice dumpling."

Feng Qinghua touched her mother's head and looked at her lovingly as if looking at her daughter: "Okay, I'll go right away."

Feng Qinghua was about to stand up when her sleeve was suddenly pulled by Yu Ji: "Someone is eavesdropping outside."

"Huh?" Feng Qinghua was confused: "How do you know?"

"I heard it, my ears are very good." Yu Ji said proudly, and then she listened again and said: "There are still about twenty steps away. My son-in-law is about to come in. He should still have some weapons on his hands.

He's carrying something, but it's not food."

As she said that, Yu Ji wrinkled her nose in disgust.

Feng Qinghua stared at Yu Ji with a surprised expression.

Sure enough, Zhan Beixiao walked in twenty steps later, holding a ring of keys in his hand.

Feng Qinghua looked at Yu Ji in shock: "Mom, did you really hear that?"

At least before Yu Ji spoke, Feng Qinghua was sure that she didn't know that Zhan Beixiao was coming. Her sensitivity was too strong.

Is it possible that her mother was still a master among masters before she lost her memory?

Yu Ji blinked: "Yeah, suddenly I feel like I can hear sounds far away. Sometimes I can still hear people squatting and chatting in the trees."

Zhan Beixiao listened and understood.

"Mother-in-law is probably talking about the secret guards in the mansion. They were specially sent to protect you. If you don't like them, just send them away later."

"No, no, no," Yu Ji said quickly, "Just let them stay in the tree. I quite like the gossip they sometimes chat about."

Feng Qinghua looked at the keys in Zhan Beixiao's hand: "Where did you get so many keys?"

It must be at least a hundred. It feels heavy just to carry it.

This made Feng Qinghua suddenly think of a pair of tenants she saw a long time ago. Others rented a house and charged rent for two houses. Only their house charged rent for each building, and the keys were all with necklaces.

Just as sparkling.

Zhan Beixiao stretched out his hand and handed it to Feng Qinghua. Feng Qinghua subconsciously reached out and took it. The weight was much heavier than she expected, and her hand and body bent under the pressure.

"This is the key to the palace's warehouse and the warehouses of each village. Let Liuying take you to get familiar with it later."

Feng Qinghua's mouth grew into an O shape, and it took her a long time to say, "Um, is this key of yours the key to a cabinet?"

Zhan Beixiao calmly replied: "A warehouse."

"Warehouse, warehouse, how big is the warehouse? Is it about the same size as the warehouse where I picked fabrics last time?" Feng Qinghua felt a little excited in her heart.

"no."

"Oh, it doesn't matter if it's not that big. With so many keys, you are really rich." Feng Qinghua was not disappointed. How could a normal person have a warehouse as big as a hundred rooms?
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