Mrs. Pei took a deep breath, "Everything you said today will rot in your stomach. If even half of it is leaked..."
"The young one must keep his mouth shut and never say more than a word. Madam, don't worry!"
Mrs. Pei pinched her eyebrows and said, "Also, from today on, Qin'er is not allowed to have any contact with Yan Mingzhu, do you understand?"
Maolin's expression was very troubled, "Madam, I don't even dare to disobey the young master..."
"Just say it was my intention and tell him that I already know about the portrait. Qin'er always takes the overall situation into consideration and he will know what to do."
"Yes, ma'am, I understand."
After returning to her yard, Mrs. Pei's body shook a bit as soon as she entered the house. Fortunately, An's mother reacted quickly enough and caught her in time.
"Madam, please be careful. Maybe there is a misunderstanding, and it is not what you think. What is our young master's status? Those noble ladies of high birth cannot even look down upon him.
What's more, she is a concubine as disgusting as Yan Mingzhu? Moreover, when Yan Mingzhu was still in the Pei family, the young master had no contact with her at all. How could he still go to the Pei family after falling out with her?
How about moving forward?"
Mrs. Pei sat down on the warm couch and sighed worriedly: "Of course I hope my guess is wrong more than anyone else, but I, as a mother, know Qin'er's temper best. I don't care about Qin'er's temper.
things,
He never takes another look, let alone bothers to take care of it, but his various special signs towards Yan Mingzhu are enough to show that he has different thoughts about her. I must completely cut off his feelings before they become deeply rooted.
Love!"
"Then what do you want to do, madam?"
Mrs. Pei squeezed the handkerchief in her hand, with a fierce look in her eyes, "This woman has caused a lot of trouble for the Pei family before. The Pei family is now so unlucky because she and Da Lang reconciled."
,
It turns out that I still have a trace of my old feelings, after all, it was the Pei family who felt sorry for her before, but she should never, absolutely should not, put her thoughts on my son, this woman cannot be kept!"
Two days later, it was Concubine Zhuang's birthday.
Yan Mingzhu did not go to the flower hall to have breakfast, but asked Liu Xiang to bring some food to the house, and she copied it while eating.
"Girl, you won't be able to digest your meal like this. How about I help you copy it for a while?"
Yan Mingzhu kept copying in her hand, and only took the time to reply: "It's okay, I'm almost done copying, the front is all my handwriting, but the handwriting suddenly changed at the end, it will appear insincere."
"Girl, you have been copying for two days. You are busy diagnosing and treating the second young master during the day, and you have to make clothes and copy books at night. It will be too much for your body. Moreover, at Concubine Zhuang's birthday banquet, everyone came
He is a high-ranking official,
The congratulatory gifts sent by those people must be more expensive than the last. Miss Zhuang Fei may not even take a look at the storybook you have copied for so long, so why do you have to trouble yourself?"
A few days ago, Yan Mingzhu went to the warehouse, thinking about choosing a birthday gift for Concubine Zhuang.
Although she didn't get along well with Concubine Zhuang last time in the palace, after all, things are different now.
After all, she now likes Qi Jue, and as Qi Jue's mother, Concubine Zhuang cannot be too negligent. However, after Yan Mingzhu spent half a day selecting, she felt that the items in the warehouse were too popular and could be bought anywhere.
After thinking for a long time, Yan Mingzhu thought of storytelling. Now the most popular thing in the entire imperial capital is the story about the cool female general and the God of War Prince in her teahouse.
If this story were written into a storybook, it would definitely be the only one in heaven and earth, and it would be the most unique.
As soon as she said it was done, Yan Mingzhu asked Liu Niang for the manuscript, and then took it and copied it by hand. If she felt that the plot was not good enough, she directly changed it.
This job is not easy, and Yan Mingzhu is usually very busy, so she can only find time to copy at night. No, she copied it for two days in a row. It was already her birthday, and she almost didn't finish it.
It wasn't until I swallowed the last bite of the buns that I finished copying them all.
Yan Mingzhu put down the wolf hair, moved her wrists, stood up and did some stretching exercises, her bones made a clicking sound.
"Okay, let's go."
Just as Yan Mingzhu was about to take a step, she was stopped by Liu Xiang, "My girl, you haven't even combed your hair or changed your clothes, so you plan to go out with such an unkempt appearance?"
"Look at my memory, I'm so impatient. I just need to put my hair in a simpler bun."
After washing and dressing up, and about to go out, Yan Mingzhu suddenly remembered something, "Liu Xiang, go get the boots I just made and take them with you."
After bringing everything with them, the master and servant went out from the secret passage.
"Miss Yan, this way, this way."
Hearing the familiar voice, Yan Mingzhu turned around and saw Feiyu waving to her excitedly. After a closer look, Feiyu was standing next to a carved carriage.
A corner of the car curtain was lifted, and the man's handsome face was revealed. His always cold eyes were filled with a lingering smile, and he hooked his hand towards her.
"come over."
Yan Mingzhu was undoubtedly surprised to see Qi Jue appearing here at this time. When she walked over, she did not get on the carriage, but raised her head and looked at the people in the carriage.
"Why hasn't His Highness entered the palace at this hour?"
As a son, shouldn't he be the most active on his mother's birthday?
"I'm waiting for you. Aren't you tired of talking with your neck raised like this? Let's talk about it later."
But Yan Mingzhu did not move, and only said: "Didn't I tell you that day, Your Highness, that in order to avoid unnecessary trouble, I would not enter the palace with you? Could it be that Your Highness turned around and forgot about it?"
Qi Jue chuckled softly, "Why is my memory so bad? It's still early. Besides, if I had gone earlier, I would have had to deal with those boring people. It would be really boring for you to come and fight with me.
If I have the time, I might as well say a few more words to you."
His subtext is that he doesn't want to pay attention to those vulgar fans and just wants to stay with her.
This man kept talking about love in a variety of ways, which made Yan Mingzhu very defensive and unable to resist.
However, Yan Mingzhu did not refuse and got on the carriage instead.
The car was extremely spacious. Qi Jue was holding a hand scroll in one hand and half-reading it. The tea cup on the low table was mostly empty of tea. It seemed that he had been waiting for her for a long time.
Qi Jue put the hand scroll aside and stretched out a big hand with clear joints towards her.
Yan Mingzhu's heart skipped a beat. Could it be that this man had clairvoyance and knew that she had something to give to him?
But on the surface, Yan Mingzhu pretended not to know, and deliberately asked: "What to do, I don't have money, I don't have money, I have my life."
This little girl really fell in love with money.
"I have been waiting for a long time, shouldn't I be rewarded?"