The next day, He Runjia and Zhang Yi sat in a sedan together and were rushing to the He Mansion. He Runjia leaned on the side of the sedan and looked out the window and gradually lost consciousness. There was no pity in the slap last night, so she used
I applied a thick layer of makeup to cover up the red and swollen fingerprints on my face.
"What are you looking at?" Zhang Yi approached her with great interest. The sudden approach made He Runjia lean back tightly with her heart trembling. Zhang Yi noticed her movement and sneered before looking out the window.
There was nothing special except for people coming and going on the street. He glanced sideways at her and said "boring" before sitting down in his seat.
Seeing that he was far away from her, He Runjia breathed a sigh of relief and felt weak all over. Who would have thought that the eldest daughter of the He family, who was arrogant and domineering outside, would be as obedient as a kitten in front of her husband, with no power to fight back.
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As the sedan reached a place, He Runjia, who was feeling sad alone, suddenly widened his eyes. Isn't that familiar face none other than Fang Yanru? In front of him was Ling'an Temple, and he saw him holding a slender woman on the steps.
Steps, move carefully.
A few days ago, I heard that there was something wrong with the daughter-in-law of the Fang family. The old lady of the Fang family was very happy. She said that the Bodhisattva opened her eyes and made the Fang family safe. It seemed that the two of them went to Ling'an Temple to fulfill their vows.
If there hadn't been that imperial edict, maybe this Fang Yanru would still be her cousin-in-law. Shortly after Chu Miaoer got married, this Fang Yanru also got married under the coercion of the old lady. However, it is said that a full year after the marriage,
He had never stayed in the room overnight, and the two of them had always respected each other as guests. Now that they were pregnant, they naturally wanted to thank the Bodhisattva for appearing. He Runjia looked away from the shy face of the woman with an expressionless face.
I thought that I would dream of Chu Miao'er while sleeping on this bed, but I had no dreams all night. I wonder if it was because Fu Yunqi was around. Chu Miao'er and Fu Yunqi had just finished their breakfast when Shu Qingqing's voice sounded at the door.
The sound, early in the morning, was like hearing the oriole's call, very sweet.
"I can smell the fragrance of tea from so far away. Miao'er, you drank it in the morning and in the evening, and you still can't sleep." Shu Qingqing walked in with a smile and said as she walked, "Did you sleep well last night?" Fu Yunchi
He smiled and nodded to her to show his respect.
During those days when she first woke up, Shu Qingqing was taking good care of her, so she was woken up by nightmares every day. Shu Qingqing knew it all too well. But she thought she had walked away from hell to save her life, so the nightmares kept coming. Little did she know that she kept having nightmares.
The dream was all about her real little niece Chu Miaoer.
"I used to get scolded when I went to my uncle's place to ask for tea, but now that I have no one to care about me, I naturally have to drink more." Chu Miao'er poured the freshly brewed tea for her and said with a lazily smile, "Yun Qi is here.
I slept very well with him around me and never dreamed again."
Her tone didn't sound like she was lying, and Fu Yunqi looked calm, so Shu Qingqing naturally breathed a sigh of relief.
"Your brother-in-law knows that you always wake up at night, so he doesn't dare to give you tea," Shu Qingqing took a small sip, her eyes lingered on the two of them for a while and said with a smile, "Yesterday I specially asked Zhixia to stay in the room
You lit agarwood, thinking that you would be able to fall asleep better by smelling it, but I didn’t expect that I would bother you with it. You don’t need any fragrance to be with your beloved, don’t you?”
Fu Yunqi was not a thin-skinned person. When he heard her joking like this, he didn't feel any heat at all. He still drank tea with a smile on his face and kept his expression calm. He would add tea to them from time to time without any airs at all. Shu Qingqing was even more excited when he saw it.
Extremely happy.
"The children of aristocratic families of the same age as Yuxin should have already married and had children, right?" Chu Miaoer suddenly asked, "Little aunt, are you and my uncle really not in a hurry?"
"Of course it's urgent!" Shu Qingqing put down the tea cup in her hand and said with some helplessness, "But he said that having a woman means you have a lot to do. Is it possible that I still insist on marrying him? It's not like you don't know that he has been stubborn since he was a child.
Hey," she continued with a slight sigh, "but now your brother-in-law and I have thought about it. We went around praying to Bodhisattvas for such a son. From now on, it depends on his own destiny, whether he seeks fame or fame, or he can become a monk.
, as long as his life is safe and smooth, we have no regrets."
I used to think that my little aunt looked carefree, but in fact she was as considerate as a hair. I didn't expect that she was so understanding of justice. I'm afraid there will never be another parent like them in this dynasty. He Yuxin is really extremely lucky.
"Yes, children and grandchildren will have their own blessings." Chu Miaoer glanced at Fu Yunqi and saw that he was deep in thought and silent. She must have been very shocked, so she turned around and called with a smile, "Baitao, go and find some mint leaves for me.
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Although he didn't understand what she wanted to do, Shu Qingqing still whispered: "Zhixia, you and Baitao can go together. It seems that there are still some in the vegetable field in the backyard."
When Baitao heard that Zhixia was going with her, her face was filled with happiness. After bowing, she jumped away with Zhixia in tow.
"This girl Baitao hasn't changed. She's happy or unhappy all over her face." Shu Qingqing saw Tingfeng, who was standing beside her silently, suddenly had an idea and said, "Speaking of which, Baitao is also the same age as you."
Years old, right? She is of marriageable age. If she doesn’t change her temper, she will inevitably be bullied by her husband’s family if she gets married.”
At first hearing these words, Chu Miaoer felt a little inexplicable. It wasn't until she saw Shu Qingqing's winking expression that she suddenly understood what she meant. She held back her smile and pretended to be distressed and said, "That's right, I'm just doing it."
I'm looking around for Baitao. Does my aunt have a suitable candidate? It's fine if he's good-looking and has a clean family background. The most important thing is to treat our Baitao well from the bottom of his heart. If this Baitao doesn't have a good home, I won't either.
Peace of mind." She glanced at Tingfeng quietly and asked deliberately, "Yunqi, what do you think? Let's find a good match for Baitao, right?"
Fu Yunqi raised his eyes and saw the cunning in her eyes. He chuckled and nodded, following her words and echoing: "Baitao has been with you since she was a child. Naturally, I want to make a good marriage for her. It would be best if there is someone who knows the truth.
It’s better to trouble my aunt.”
"It's not troublesome, it's not troublesome. I remember that there is a son in the Zhang family who has good conduct and appearance, but..." Shu Qingqing seemed to be a little embarrassed and said, "If the son wants to leave the house..."
Chu Miaoer raised his head and glanced at Tingfeng. Seeing that his expression had changed slightly, he said with a smile: "What's so difficult about this? If Baitao really falls in love with him, Yunqi will come forward to take him back to the Fourth Prince's Mansion.
Just go."
"There seems to be someone of the right age in Luofu's family. I'll go and take a look another day..." Shu Qingqing raised her eyes and saw Ting Feng, who was originally serious. There was panic in her eyes, and she deliberately raised her voice, "Be sure to give us Baitao."
Looking for a good in-laws..."
Fu Yunqi smiled and shook his head not to deny it. He teamed up with his elders to trap his maid. This was the first time he had seen such a thing.
The two of them sang in harmony, and Tingfeng remained calm on the surface, but he was extremely nervous in his heart. Baitao was about the same age as the princess, so she should find a good husband and marry her, but why did she think of her about to get married?
... He rolled his throat, why did he feel so bad? It was as bitter as drinking medicine.
"Baitao..." Zhixia was looking for mint leaves with Baitao, chatting as they walked, "Does your prince always treat the princess like this? How come I heard that the fourth prince doesn't like women?"
Zhixia is several years older than Baitao. When Baitao entered the house, others thought she was stupid and refused to play with her. Only Zhixia always guided Baitao tirelessly and treated her with a smile, so Baitao always felt grateful to her.
Later, as the two masters got closer, they talked about everything, and Baitao always regarded Zhixia as his closest sister.
Hearing what she said, Baitao lightly covered his mouth with his hand and said mysteriously: "What sister Zhixia said is true. I used to think that the prince was just like the rumors, but gradually I realized that the rumors may not be true.
." She said with certainty, "Anyway, the prince has always been very good to the princess, but it was not so good at first, and now it is getting better and better."
What had been good all along was not good at the beginning... Zhixia was confused by her words. He pulled her to a small vegetable garden and said softly: "Anyway, just treat the princess well. The second lady started to be worried all day long.
I was worried that your princess would be wronged, but later I heard that the two of them had a very good relationship, so I was slightly relieved, and now I feel completely relieved."
Baitao nodded slightly and asked hesitantly: "Sister Zhixia, how is Brother Dafu treating you?"
In the year when she accompanied the princess to get married, she learned at the Fourth Prince's Mansion that Zhixia was also married, and she was promised Dafu, the son of the housekeeper. They had all grown up together, so naturally they all knew each other. It was just this Dafu.
Because she suffered from wind disease when she was young, her speech is somewhat unclear. Baitao has a short temper and hates being unable to speak a word for a long time, so she rarely interacts with Dafu. However, Dafu is a loyal and honest man, and he is a son of the He family.
It can be considered a good match.
"Of course it's good. Dafu speaks more tactfully now. It's a pity that he went back to his hometown to take care of his mother during this period. Otherwise, he would have to meet you." Zhixia suddenly laughed and turned to her and said, "
By the way, the princess is very concerned about your life-long affairs, and she even asked my second wife to help keep an eye on it. Do you have any ideas of your own?"
"Second Madam?!..." Baitao immediately waved her hands and said in a panic, "No, no, sister Zhixia, what can I think of you?"
Seeing her ears turned red, Zhixia pursed her lips and smiled, raising her eyebrows meaningfully, "For example...do you have someone you like? The princess treats you so well, if you open your mouth, she must be
Someone who can make the decision for you..."
The person he likes? The face of that person suddenly appeared in Baitao's mind, as well as the hint of ridicule at the corner of his mouth.
She shook her head in panic, and when she saw Zhixia smiling maliciously, Baitao ran forward as if running away, waving her hands as she ran, and said in a hurry: "Sister Zhixia, let's quickly find mint leaves and take them back to the masters.
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Zhixia thought of what the second lady said to her last night, and sighed with a wry smile, "Why don't these two people understand!"