Xiang Xinci closed the booklet with a bang!

Aunt Qin didn't feel any pain or itchy, but she still lowered her head. The lady was young and energetic so that she would not touch her eyebrows.

Xiang Xinci glared at her and asked him to pick up any pot without opening: "You are not the only skill of choking people. OK, you go in person, so go back to him like this."

Aunt Qin suddenly looked at the lady! Is this too harmful?

"What! I can choke and he doesn't dare!"

"No..." Aunt Qin really lowered her head: "I'll go now." She couldn't help but slap herself and make you talk too much.

...

After hearing Aunt Qin's words, Ming Xiluo looked immediately...

Aunt Qin ignored the meager Lord Ming, and quickly bowed and retreated.

Ming Xiluo stood in the grand court, but he had been awake for a long time, his face turned pale. She had just taken medicine... What medicine she had taken was self-evident...

Ming Xiluo was so uncomfortable that he supported the corner of the table, and suddenly pinched the painting in his hand, for his recklessness, for the problem he had never thought of for a day, and for... maybe it could exist, his child.

Moreover, he caused her to drink that kind of thing and her body was not completely cured. The prince said that she was very flirtatious when she drank medicine. This time, did she feel bitter when she drank it, did she complain, and how it is now.

He has never been in contact with these disputes and has also dealt with them. He also knows that most of the medicines cannot be taken often.

Mincilo leaned against the table, lowered his head, and did not lift it up for a long time.

In Weirui Courtyard.

Aunt Qin ignored her lady and asked Joule to serve her, not to look at her: Is it not moral, I will do it on purpose.

Xiang Xinci was too lazy to pay attention to her: Who mentioned it first? She was feeling like she went out to see Mingxiluo well.

Aunt Qin wished she could slap her a few more times: I owe it to me, but you shouldn’t be so innocent, you will definitely be in a way that will make you feel troubled by Lord Ming.

Xiang Xinci looked at her and suddenly felt happy: Do you guess there is any?

Aunt Qin: I don’t want to guess.

…

Xiao Jiang pressed the eldest lady's shoulder and realized that the eldest lady was thinking of the child. He also felt that the eldest lady was more or less apart from the family, and when she was a girl, she was at home. Although it was not easy for the eldest lady to be in the Mu family, it was not easy for the eldest lady to be in her parents' home now.

Xiao Jiang knew what the eldest lady was worried about, so he took the initiative to speak: "Let me tell my wife. Miss Seven took the wontons and didn't let Miss Liu in. She also let Miss Liu see it. Miss Seven seemed rude. She told her wife to remind the prince to send something, or ask the wife to remind Miss Seven to give her a gift or make excuses." Otherwise, the fifth room would also look arrogant.

Xiang Xinjin sighed, it was not that simple: "What can I say? I live at home, so many things are not convenient to say. Moreover, I can't read all the things I haven't been at home for many years. Although my mother didn't say anything to me explicitly, she hinted more than once..."

Xiang Xinjin's expression was a little dim: "Remind me to not talk too much in the future, don't be suspicious, make a fuss about everything, do you still need to think about what you say specifically? I think there is no problem with Xiaoqi's things, and my father was even run away. With the character of Wu Uncle protecting his shortcomings, if it weren't for the bad things and Li Zaijiao, I'm afraid the bad words would come to me."

Xiao Jiang pinched his arm for the lady: "Miss is so careless."

No, Uncle Wu returned to protect Xiang Qi. Who knew who dared to come forward? This one was even more so than Xiaoqi. She had such a personality. Uncle Wu was spoiled and she didn't think there was anything wrong with this: "Telling her this way makes us troublesome."

"Then the lady doesn't care?"

Xiang Xinjin sighed, "How can she care about it?" kindly reminded the other party that she may not think she is kind. Maybe she will be brought up again by someone else's old things. She is a woman who is away from home, so don't cause trouble for her parents: "It's just that we can take care of it." Ask her mother to remind Xuan Jian to send some things, just be full of her face.

...

It was windy in the evening, and the weather was gloomy. It was raining, and the spring rain was like oil. It was time for this rain to come.

Butler Zheng was about to ask Shanyong to deliver an umbrella.

Xiang Zhuyuan had already arrived at home, and the wind stirred the collars on his robe together, but there was no trace of embarrassment.

Butler Zheng immediately stepped forward to serve the prince, serving the prince to change clothes, cleanse his hands, and wash his face, while not forgetting to nag: "Miss Seven came here early in the morning, and I feel quite regretful to see that the prince will no longer."

Xiang Zhuyuan washed his face, took the towel, and listened to them selectively.

Butler Zheng even asked the prince to pick up the jade: "Miss Seven has searched three good pens from his master, and yelled that the prince will not care about the lady anymore, and he will not say that he will send it to him if he has good things."

"I gave the air to those guys the day before yesterday. She didn't think she had anything to do with that guy."

Mr. Zheng smiled and was really stupid. He didn't see the prince. "Miss Seven has a good appetite. He especially likes to eat some new dishes this time, fried bamboo shoots and sauce-flavored duck liver. At noon, I came over to eat a smolder pork ribs and fragrant eggplant."

Xiang Zhuyuan tied the jade to the changed clothes and rolled up his sleeves: "She won't eat good things."

"I added a small bowl of abalone in the middle, steamed fresh crabs and Baizi Chaohuang, drank a small bowl of bird's nest, and said that she had grown up and she lost weight."

Xiang Zhuyuan didn't say anything.

Butler Zheng felt that the answer was not good, but when he saw that the prince was not angry, he smiled and reported on what Miss Seven had done that day.

Inside the front yard of Riyitang.

Sanping approached Xiang Fei: "Sister, don't the prince go back here on weekdays?" Do they not have to go to the study room to serve? There are only a few big men in the study room? And for several consecutive days, after the prince came back, she went to the study room first.

Xiang Fei sneered in his heart. Although Sanping covered up very well, everyone knew it. Besides, when they were serving together in the future, who could digest whoever could: "The prince rarely came here except to sleep, but just sleep, and often he was on the shore of the study."

Sanping looked at Xiang Fei in surprise, she thought.

Xiang Fei smiled bitterly. The wife thought that the prince loved her and that she was the one who dominated the prince. Therefore, the prince sold the person sent by the wife, and returned it at a very least. These people were just thinking too much.

Sanping hurriedly stopped his surprise, wasn’t it? Why did the prince? Was he guarding Miss Liu?

I can't tell whether it's envy or loneliness, and my expression is a little bitter.

"You can accompany the prince to his wife's place to pay tribute later." I believe the wife also wanted to see Sanping, so Xiang Fei would not be ignorant in this matter.

...

Mrs. Xiang has a youngest son to take care of, and she will not ignore her eldest son. She doesn't learn from her mother-in-law and is so biased: "You are thinner again. Why do you feel that you are more tired than your grandfather's birthday?"

“There are more things.”

Mrs. Xiang looked at Sanping behind her son and was very pleased. Although it was not as good as Liu Xuefei and her son, it was also attractive: "This marriage is coming soon, and the mansion has begun to arrange for you. You turned around and gave Sanping the key to your yard. Tomorrow your elder sister and I will re-plan for you to ensure that you two are satisfied."

Xiang Zhuyuan had plans in mind that he would talk to his father before he could talk to his mother.

Mrs. Xiang smiled: "I'm so embarrassed to be so old. This is the bride you have been waiting for for three years. You may be looking forward to it too much. Don't worry, everything is the best, and you will definitely not be wronged by Xue Fei." Mrs. Xiang remembered something: "Xue Fei is here to see Xiao Qi today."

Xiang Zhuyuan's expression was serious.

Mrs. Xiang sighed: "Xiaoqi's temperament is spoiled by your fifth uncle. He speaks and does things based on his temperament. He probably doesn't want to see him. He doesn't even have a reason, so he sent Xue Fei away. But he just happened to not know how to hide it. He still had the appetite to buy things from outside and eat without having time to see anyone."

Mrs. Xiang was also helpless: "I'm afraid Xuefei is thinking too much, so you can send something over. Speaking of which, Xiaoqi's temperament is getting harder and harder, but he is always our own child, and he always has to help her make this happen. Fortunately, Xuefei is not a random person, but we can't let Xuefei suffer aggrievance, right?"

Xiang Zhuyuan slowly spoke: "What's wrong with me? She came to see someone and didn't ask someone to say it in advance, how could Qimei have time?"

Mrs. Xiang opened her mouth and felt that she was choking for a moment without being soft or hard. Xiao Qi was at home every day, so what could she do: "What you... made sense."

"It's just common sense."

Mrs. Xiang smiled and said that if she didn't tell her son, Xue Fei was also unlucky. After following such a piece of wood, "Sanping is still used to it? Sanping is my mother's most capable assistant. I gave it to you, so you have to take it with me. I'm still a little reluctant to leave me."

"Just bring it back."
Chapter completed!