However, when Dong Wanqian saw that there were petals in Yan Xuehuai's foot washing water, he also shouted that he wanted to soak his feet.

"Yan Huaishui, why do you want to soak your feet with petals?"

Yan Xuehuai yawned: "My mother put it on. The petals were sunburned in summer. It's useless anyway, just wash your feet."

After washing his feet, Dong Wanqian held his feet and smelled it: "Why can't I smell the fragrance? It's not as fragrant as the quilt."

Seeing Yan Xuehuai ignored her, she stretched out her feet and said, "If you don't believe me, you can smell it."

Yan Xuehuai stretched out her feet to kick her, but Li Qiniang outside shouted again: "Put the ointment before going to bed."

Yan Xuehuai agreed and took the ointment on the head of the bed, wiping her feet and hands, and even applying her ankles.

Dong Wanqian looked even more curious: "Do you still have to apply this on your feet?"

She followed suit and wiped it along. After wiping, she hugged her feet and smelled it: "It smells so fragrant, I wish I could take a bite!"

Yan Xuehuai felt that if she had grown aging before she got old, she would have been laughed at by a fool Dong.

On the other side, Dong Xiaobai and Xiaoman slept in the same room. Xiaoman washed his face and feet, changed into a clean bedcloth, picked up the cow horns to comb his hair.

Dong Xiaobai Nahan: "You are not a girl, why are you combing your hair?"

Xiaoman replied: "Comb your hair before going to bed to prolong your life."

Dong Xiaobai seemed to understand, but he did not delve into it. His attention was attracted by Dong Xiaobai's sleepwear.

"You have to wear clothes when you sleep?"

"Yes, don't you wear clothes when you sleep?" Xiaoman asked back.

"Of course I won't wear it anymore, what kind of clothes can I wear when I sleep?" Dong Xiaobai said, taking off his clothes and getting into the quilt naked.

But as soon as I got in, I lifted the quilt again: "Ah, ah!"

Xiaoman glanced at him: "You caught a cold?"

"No, why is your quilt so fragrant? It smells so good for me, I owe it!"

There was no way. Dong Xiaobai didn't have the new quilt covered with the fragrant fragrance, so he had to change it to Pearl.

Pearl went out for a day and came back in the evening. She got a new quilt for no reason and happily went back to her single room.

The next day, Dazhuang sent Xiaoman and Dong Xiaobai to school together, and Dong Wanqian also went home. Before leaving, he agreed to go to Li Shiji in the afternoon and told Yan Xuehuai not to forget to invite her to dinner.

Li Qiniang sighed: "Miss Dong has seen a lot of lighter look. The girl who used to be lively is now so thin that she can blow away with the wind."

Yan Xuehuai said: "She has been seriously injured and has been very skilled just now. She will get better after raising her for a while."

Li Qiniang asked who was taking care of them now. Yan Xuehuai said that it was Mr. Lu and a few bandits.

Li Qiniang is also a mother, and she puts her heart in favor. If it were her own baby daughter, she would have felt so distressed.

"Then let her come to our house often and I'll make up for it."

Yan Xuehuai shouted: "She can't ask for anything."

Li Qiniang shook her head and turned around to clean up the study for Xiaoman.

Xiaoman's study was neat and there was nothing to clean up. Li Qiniang dusted it around with a feather duster and watered the spider plants in the house. When she turned around, she saw a slingshot hanging on the head of the bed.

Xiaoman doesn't play with this, this slingshot may be Dong Xiaobai's.

Li Qiniang took off the slingshot and looked at it. She saw that the wooden handle of the slingshot was carved in a curve. It must be a lace. It turned out that the slingshot can be so exquisite, and there are also carved flowers on it.

Li Qiniang wiped the slingshot with a rag, and then she hung it back to the head of the bed without looking closely.

After cleaning Xiaoman's study, Li Qiniang went to clean up her daughter's boudoir. Although there were more Xia Erjie and the others in the house, Li Qiniang believed that her daughter and son's house should be cleaned up by her, the one who is the mother.

When Yan Xuehuai saw her coming in, she banged her out: "No, no, you don't need to clean up my house, you can go to the restaurant."

Li Qiniang pointed to the bronze mirror on the combing stage: "Look at the layer of dust on the mirror, you will be almost unable to see the figure."

"I can wipe it myself." Yan Xuehuai was helpless.

"You can't wipe it clean." Li Qiniang insisted.

Yan Xuehuai had no choice but to sit cross-legged on the bed, like a supervisor, watching her mother wipe all the parts of her house.

"You should go to the restaurant, right?" she asked weakly.

"I'll wait until it's almost noon before I go to the Duke's Mansion to take a look first. Bo Zhong and his friends are old, so they have to go over and take a look."

Li Qiniang was finally ready to go out, but she was going to the Duke's Mansion.

"Mom." Yan Xuehuai called her from behind.

Li Qiniang turned around and said, "Sister Huai, what's wrong?"

Yan Xuehuai was listless and waved at her: "Be careful, don't let someone deceive you."

Li Qiniang laughed, this child, no wonder Lu Ying'er always said that the young master said that she couldn't understand eight out of ten sentences.

After Li Qiniang left, Yan Xuehuai called Zhenzhu over: "You went out all day yesterday, what did you find out?" Zhenzhu had been waiting for the young master's family to call him over, and hurriedly said: "Fang Dajiang's family has been in Pingcheng. It was not until the prince returned to Beijing that they came back with the Bao'an Mansion, but Mr. Luo's fiancée, Miss Fang, had already returned to the capital."

It turned out that Fang Dajiang's younger brother Fang Dahe, in addition to a wife, also had seven or eight concubines and a wife. The reason why he took so many is because although he had a son, he was congenital inadequacies and was a sick man. He hired an imperial physician to see him in his early years. The imperial physicians hidingly told Fang Dahe that this young master Fang San would probably not live to be eighteen years old.

Now Young Master Fang San is already sixteen. He is about to survive for a few years, but Fang Dahe still has only one son.

In addition to Young Master Fang San, Fang Dahe has four daughters, the eldest daughter is Mr. Luo’s fiancée Fang Baozhu. She is a concubine and her biological mother is said to be a singer. She is very favored by Fang Dahe. Unfortunately, her beauty is poor and she died after giving birth to Fang Baozhu.

Fang Dahe named the eldest daughter Baozhu, which shows that he loved her biological mother. The second mother Fang was also obedient to Fang Baozhu and was even more doting than her own two daughters. After a while, Fang Baozhu was raised to be willful and willful.

Before moving the capital, Fang Baozhu, as the niece of the prefect of the capital, like the legitimate ladies of the Fang family, loved to show off even more.

Unfortunately, something happened to Fang Dajiang later and was chopped down by Qi Wei. The Fang family lived in Bao'an Palace and could not raise their heads.

Fang Baozhu was still worried. When he was in Pingcheng, he quarreled with his two cousins ​​many times. Her uncle Chai was a dignified county lord. He saw that his daughter was bullied by a concubine. Moreover, the Bao'an Palace was still her mother's home.

In anger, County Lord Chai refused to give face to his brother-in-law Fang Dahe. As soon as Qingyuan's defense line was opened, County Lord Chai asked someone to send Fang Baozhu back to the capital in advance.
Chapter completed!