Wang Tong'er followed them all the way to Huiju Garden without interest, lamenting the torment of being unable to eat before his eyes, smelling the aroma of vegetables, and secretly crying.

Alas! The baby is feeling miserable...

It's all my fault that my body is too young and I can't resist the temptation of food.

Hey!

Didn’t he have peanuts from his brother and a few peanut candies from Aunt Wang in his little bag?

Haha, I will secretly eat a piece of peanut candy later to satisfy my craving when no one is paying attention.

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The meals for the New Year's Eve and the first day of the first lunar month of the Zhongyong Marquis' Mansion are usually placed in the front hall. Last night Mrs. Rong ordered them to be placed in her Hui Garden, and Zhongyong Marquis had no objection.

So I am still in Rong's Huiju Garden tonight.

Festive lanterns are hung along the road from Qingsongyuan to Huijuyuan, and several red lanterns are hung high under the eaves of the corridor in Huijuyuan.

At a glance, the entire pavilions, pavilions, and corridors of Zhongyonghou Mansion are hidden in the bright lights, and the shadows of the trees are whirling. It is a hazy and beautiful evening scene!

Marquis Zhongyong, his wife Rong, and Xie Yuheng were still sitting at the main table. The other table was actually separated by a screen tonight. Of course, Aunt Zhang and Aunt Qiu were on the table with their respective children.

Tonight, their family had a meal without talking or talking. During the whole meal, there was only the sound of dishes and the sound of people serving food.

After they had had enough wine and food, Hou Zhongyong was served by his servants and cleaned his mouth. After wiping his hands, he broke the silence first with a "Uh-huh!"

"Madam, don't forget to send the message to Li Yong and Li Shilang's mansion tomorrow, inviting his female family members to come and enjoy the plum blossoms on the fourth day of the Lunar New Year."

"Yes, I understand." Upon hearing this, Mrs. Rong responded perfunctorily, turned around and left, sitting on the Grand Master's chair next to the yellow pear wood Eight Immortals table.

She had long since changed out of her imperial uniform, and now she was wearing a long smoky blue jacket and a lilac underskirt, with fluffy white hair on the cuffs and neckline, which made her cheeks white, making her look much younger.

He simply inserted a valuable gilt Begonia Bu Yao, and only wore a red agate gilt bracelet on his fair and slender wrist.

Marquis Zhongyong was ignored by Rong. Normally, he would have said a few words with a dark face.

Today is the New Year, so don’t let your anger rest.

He raised his eyes and saw Mrs. Rong's well-maintained beauty and her handsome wrist holding a tea cup. He was stunned for a moment. He seemed to see the charming and lovely Mrs. Rong twenty years ago...

Alas! Time seems to be just making me grow older, but the one thing that remains unchanged is my first wife.

When Mrs. Rong saw Zhongyong Hou's fiery gaze drifting towards him, she didn't even look at him.

Zi Gu was sitting on the yellow pear wood Taishi chair, with her two beautiful almond eyes admiring the bright red impatiens nails that Qiaoer had just dyed for her yesterday.

Look, what are you looking at?

Over the years, the relationship between husband and wife has become like strangers. Xie Yan, don’t you have some ps about yourself?

What else can Marquis Zhongyong do?

The old man blushed, and was about to stay for a long time, and made an excuse to say that he was spending the New Year with his wife, when his two aunts had already walked over from the other side of the screen, and in a tacit understanding, they supported him and walked out.

Before leaving, Aunt Zhang, who was wearing a bright yellow skirt and her hair covered with pearls, did not forget to bid farewell to Mr. Rong in a coquettish voice: "Madam, please step aside and wait for the Marquis to sleep in peace!"

Aunt Zhang and Aunt Qiu are usually very jealous in the yard, but they are very silent and consistent with others.

Why hasn't Xie Yan given birth to any children since he came back from outside the Great Wall? Nor has he taken any new concubines?

The reason is not that they have been playing tricks on each other and have given drugs in their diet to avoid children.

Marquis Zhongyong had too much to deal with both of them, so how could he worry about taking a new concubine?

Rong didn't even raise her eyes, she said in her heart: Let's go, let's go!

I don’t care about this, Madam!

Hey! Tsk! How old are you...

Mrs. Rong was so angry that the hairs all over her body stood up!

Xie Yuheng's eyes were full of disdain. His father, his concubines and concubines were simply unreasonable people.

Chirping, leave early and clean up early!

"Mother, please make arrangements as soon as possible, and my son will leave first!" Xie Yuheng talked with Rong for a while, then stood up and bowed to her.

"Okay, Heng'er, let's go back and rest early!" Rong said in a gentle voice.

Fortunately, I have a son who knows both cold and hot, and has a bright future. Otherwise, what would be the purpose of this day?

"Xiao Mo, Xiao Yan is so good at serving your master!" Rong didn't forget to tell the two boys when they saw their master and servants leaving.

Who has left his son without a personal maid to serve him?

"Madam, don't worry, the servants will take care of the prince!" Xiao Mo and Xiao Yan hurriedly folded their hands in front of Mr. Rong respectfully and agreed loudly.

Wang Tong'er also followed behind, lowering her head and crouching in front of Mr. Rong.

Rong looked at the little body with her head lowered in front of her, speechless!

I got a headache just thinking about it, so I stretched out my white jade-like fingers and rubbed my temples.

I don’t know what my son is thinking?

I don't want all the petite and charming maids in the house, but I have to put a young girl who has not yet bloomed in my yard.

It is said that he was ill a few years ago. Not only was he unable to take care of his master, his son even hired an old woman to take care of her.

Forget it, the relationship between husband and wife is as cold as strangers, and the relationship between mother and child must be harmonious.

What's more, my son is of the same mind as me. My son is upright, has his own opinions, and has a promising career.

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When they arrived at Qingsongyuan, Xie Yuheng who was walking in front suddenly stopped, turned around and said to Wang Tong'er who was trotting behind him: "Go back and put on a thick cloak, and follow me out."

"Forehead?"

"Hey!"

Wang Tong'er was feeling depressed. During the day, her two short legs couldn't compare to a horse with four hooves, but now they couldn't compare to an adult man's legs...

I have to exercise my little body when I have time.

Wang Tong'er's mind was running wildly, but he didn't know that the prince suddenly stopped and his little head suddenly hit a thick wall of flesh.

"I'm sorry, Your Majesty, I've offended you." Wang Tong'er stretched out her little hand, rubbed her forehead, and carefully apologized to Xie Yuheng with a look of fear on her face.

The silence in the quiet night was terrifying. The prince must have been angry.

Wang Tong'er secretly raised her little head and glanced upward. Under the weak light of the lantern in the yard, she saw the prince's handsome face, slightly pursed his lower lip, and then passed away.

"Slow down." A pleasant, low-pitched voice came from above my head.

cough!

Don't worry, it seems that the prince is not angry.

"Dele!"

Wang Tong'er grinned like a dog and agreed, then went to the ear room to get the gray rabbit fur cloak that the Crown Prince had given him years ago, and put on the cotton earmuffs.


Chapter completed!