"My master is thinking of your majesty wholeheartedly. If your majesty knew about it, he would be deeply moved." Beiyu responded hurriedly.

Cui Xiu smiled and shook his head, "As long as my cousin sees it and can summon me, it will be fine and I will live up to my aunt's expectations."

"Master will definitely get what he wants," Danzhu said hurriedly.

"Thank you for your kind words," she said with a smile on her brows.

He didn't notice the unclear meaning in Danzhu's eyes.

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"The Ai family is becoming more and more useless. The poisoning still hurt her body," said the Queen Mother, leaning on the soft couch in Yongshou Palace, her eyes a little vicissitudes of life.

"Your Majesty, this is the freshly stewed blood swallow," the nanny came in carrying a jade bowl.

The Queen Mother picked up the silver spoon and stirred it, "The Aijia only hopes that Xiu'er will grow up quickly, and the time that the Aijia can teach her will be reduced little by little."

"Your Majesty is talking nonsense again," the old nanny massaged her shoulders, "My Majesty, I have a long life, and I can't live without you."

The Queen Mother smiled with fine lines forming at the corners of her eyes, "You are the only one who can comfort me, what is Xiu'er doing now?"

"I'm embroidering a purse. I heard it's for His Majesty." The old nanny answered.

"I finally know that I fought hard and didn't blind the Ai family's teachings these days." She looked a little satisfied.

"I taught you this with your own hands, so there's no difference." The old lady complimented with a smile.

The Queen Mother's expression became more and more relaxed, "Hopefully, Your Majesty still misses a little bit of the love of raising her." She sighed.

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"Master, what are you doing?" Qinghe was a little curious.

Fu Ronghua looked at the paintings on the paper and said, "Draw some fans. I'm tired of looking at them all day long."

Qinghe went over to take a look out of curiosity, "What kind of flower is this?"

Fu Ronghua dyed the color and said, "This is called hibiscus."

"It's really beautiful. My master's painting skills are really good, and the paintings are lifelike." Qinghe said with a look of admiration on his face.

Fu Ronghua smiled and said, "You are the only one with a sweet mouth." She put down the pen and said, "I will embroider it according to this in a few days."

"It must look good," Qing Liu said crisply from the side.

Ruixue brought the pear soup, "Master, drink some pear to moisten it."

Fu Ronghua walked over, picked up the pear soup and drank it, "You made it yourself."

Ruixue smiled and said, "Master drank it."

Fu Ronghua tapped the tip of her nose and said, "I can naturally appreciate your craftsmanship."

Aunt Yang walked in and said, "Master, your Majesty sent someone to deliver hibiscus cake."

She brought it over and put it down, and Qing Liu said quickly, "Master and Your Majesty really have a good understanding. Master just finished painting the hibiscus flowers, and His Majesty sent you the hibiscus cake."

Aunt Yang also spoke after hearing this, "It's just a coincidence, isn't it?"

Qing He then spoke, "What a coincidence. It says in the book that this is called a connection of minds. Don't your Majesty and the master have a connection of minds?"

Grandma Yang smiled and said, "Look, look, the old slave is really dying. He can't compare to the young girl."

Fu Ronghua laughed when he heard this, "You are poor, but you are spoiled by me on weekdays."

"The master is tolerant, but the slave below dares to make fun of him," said Nanny Yang, her smile deepening.

"You just have to lead them hard, you've led Grandma Yang to ruin." Fu Ronghua nodded the foreheads of several little girls, his eyes full of smiles.

The harmony in the house made the heat of summer escape completely.

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Chapter completed!