Outside the book shop, the guests had already gotten on their horses and were about to leave. The servant of some unknown person was sharp-eyed and shouted: "There is someone coming to the Duke of Yongguo's mansion."

So, although no one followed in to see what happened, no one left. Everyone stayed outside the book shop, and they kept calm and waited for the news to come out.

Since Luo Junzhu said firmly that Chen Xiao is Xiaoli, almost everyone except Miss Hua has believed it.

But Miss Hua doesn't believe it, what else can others do? Men can't gossip together. Although they are very curious, they still tacitly ignore it.

Therefore, when he heard that the Duke of Yongguo came to send gifts to Miss Hua, everyone thought of the tacit thing.

Behind Ping An Xile were four strong men, who were carrying an object, which was covered with a thick red satin inlaid with gold thread.

Ping An Xile said to Hua Jingyao and put down the gift. He didn't even uncover the red satin on it, so he hurriedly left.

As soon as Ping An and Xile came out, two servants surrounded him, hugging him with their shoulders and backs, making them feel extremely intimate.

"The gift from my sixth young master is a jade bonsai. What did your family give?"

Ping An and Xile finally broke away from the clutches of day and night. Although they had just arrived in the capital, they heard from Zhu Lu that there were several young waiters in the capital, and many of them were good. In the capital, boys should learn to protect themselves.

Peace and joy looked at each other and saw common perseverance in each other's eyes. As the saying goes, slaves follow their masters, and they follow their four young masters, handsome and elegant, and they feel that the smell on their bodies during the day and night is very bad, and they don't know how long it took to take a shower.

Like them, the servant who takes three baths a day and changes clothes and even sprinkles flowers when taking a bath is the only one in the capital.

I met people during the day and night, and I was very familiar with each other. I was about to get in touch with Ping An Xile in a step closer to my physical contact, but I didn't expect Ping An Xile to run away without looking back.

Young Master Gong Liu shook his head helplessly, "It's rude, it's really rude. He looked like he grew up in the wilderness."

Yes, just like Shen Xiao.

In the book shop, Hua Jingyao looked at the gift and was lucky.

Chen Bi opened her mouth wide in surprise. This was the first time she saw such a unique gift.

What was placed in front of them was a stone, a large stone that could only be lifted by four great men.

It is not the Taihu stone in the garden, nor is it the water-absorbing stone that can be used as a bonsai. This is a stone, which is a size larger than the stone used by the chef to press pickles.

"By the way, Sister Hua, I heard that there is a kind of stone that looks like a stone, but after cutting it opens it, it is jade inside, and this stone may be." Chen Bi was very pleased that he could think of this.

Hua Jingyao shook her head: "It's not jade, it's a stone that can make people fools."

Chen Bi was shocked and looked at the big stone two feet tall. He used this stone to slap people to death.

However, the little girl Shen Bi still believed that the stone contained jade, the priceless jade, and only in this way could it be considered a gift.

Otherwise, who would be so stingy that he would take a stone as a gift? The eldest sister said that the fourth brother inherited the entire Duke's mansion, and there was some money. The fourth brother was so rich that he would not do such stingy things.

All Hua Jingyao's good mood was dispelled because of this stone.

Shi Bing came over and said, "Girl, let's move this stone out."

He heard everything Chen Bi said. He had seen gambling stones that could produce jadeite stones, and that was definitely not the case.

"Twist it into the backyard." Hua Jingyao said.

Shi Bing called Shi Ding, and Shi Ding picked up the big stone and threw it directly into the backyard.

"There are stone tables and benches in the backyard, so just put this stone next to it. When the stool is not enough, you can sit on it, which is quite appropriate."

Miss Hua told herself that she would not be angry, she would not be angry. If you dare to give it away, I would dare to use this stone as a stool, sit on it every day, kick it with my feet, and kick it with my feet! If I step on the shit, I can still apply it up.

The next day, it started raining before dawn.

A autumn rain and a cold, Hua Jingyao did not go out, watching the maids find out the winter clothes and choose.

These are my sister's clothes, with light colors and exquisite workmanship, just like my sister, light and elegant, just like the orchids in the valley that are not stained with mortal world.

"The girl has grown up and her preferences are different. Besides, these clothes from last year have been short. You can clean up and carry them to the warehouse." Ziwei told the little girls that the girl's winter clothes had been sent one after another in the sewing room. They were all colors and materials that the girl chose themselves, silver red goose yellow and lilac, all of which were beautiful colors, and the girl's preferences had indeed changed.

Hua Jingyao felt sad when she saw these clothes being carried away in boxes and suddenly shed tears.

"Girl, what's wrong with you?" Xiao Ai was shocked, and quickly took a handkerchief to wipe it.

"It's okay, there is moisture in the room. I'm soaked by the moisture." Hua Jingyao wiped away her tears, got up and walked to the window.

Xiao Ai was inexplicably illusioned, and the moisture could make his eyes cry.

She quickly lit incense, and asked the mama to find a few pieces of charcoal to put in the corner.

"What are you doing with these charcoals?" Miss Hua thought of someone who was not likable when she saw the charcoal.

"Girl, I heard from someone that charcoal can absorb moisture." Xiao Ai quickly explained.

"Okay." Hua Jingyao turned her face away and didn't look at the charcoal.

After this rain, autumn completely passed. When Hua Jingyao entered the palace again, the ground dragon had already burned in the palace. The third princess was weak, so the ground dragon was burned in the Cining Palace early this year.

It was cold, and there were fewer banquets in various prefectures. The horses in Cining Palace fought fiercely again. Hua Jingyao and the third princess sat beside each other boredly. Taking advantage of the fun of the fight, they sneaked into the third princess' room. Two little palace maids were reading the script. When they saw the third princess come in, they hurriedly hid the script behind them.

The third princess looked at them and said generously: "It is a good thing to read books, don't be sneaky. I don't need to serve you. You can go down."

The two little palace maids were overjoyed, and took the script and retreated, hiding in a place where no one was reading.

Seeing that there was no one else in the room, the third princess's eyes flashed and she said to Hua Jingyao a little embarrassedly: "Linlin, are there any more serious scripts in your shop?"

"Serious? What kind of serious?" Hua Jingyao quickly examined herself. She seemed not the kind of inappropriate person.

"I mean...I mean, it's the kind of person who encourages people to do good, just like the twenty-four filial piety." The third princess said in a low voice.

"Like the Twenty-Four Filial Piety? Then just go and read the Twenty-Four Filial Piety. What else do you do when you read the script?" Hua Jingyao said.

"No..." The third princess's face was flushed, her big eyes flashed, as if she was hiding a lot of worries, "Then do you have new books on your words?"

"You read the ten books I sent you last time?" Hua Jingyao asked.

"Well, I've finished watching them all, and I haven't let the nannies see them, and the emperor and grandmother don't know." The third princess said.

Hua Jingyao understood that the third princess was addicted to reading the script, but the third princess was a virtuous and kind sister in her bones. Her sister was different from her. She would blush when watching the plays of talented men and beautiful women. Of course, she would not let herself watch the scripts of such talented men and beautiful women than the plays.

So what are the twenty-four filial piety? It’s just that my sister is making the final struggle.

Should I continue reading the script, or should I turn back to the right and read the Twenty-Four Filial Piety?

Since there are no books like the Twenty-Four Filial Piety in the bookstore, you can only read whatever you want.

Hua Jingyao couldn't help but patted the third princess's little head and said, "You have followed the rules for your whole life in your previous life. In this life, you can let yourself go and do what makes you happy."

My sister was a virtuous and beautiful woman all her life, but in the end she was called a jealous woman by the world. Instead of doing that, it would be better not to be this lady.

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Miss Hua told herself that she would not be angry, she would not be angry. If you dare to give it away, I would dare to use this stone as a stool, sit on it every day, kick it with my feet, and kick it with my feet! If I step on the shit, I can still apply it up.

The next day, it started raining before dawn.

A autumn rain and a cold, Hua Jingyao did not go out, watching the maids find out the winter clothes and choose.

These are my sister's clothes, with light colors and exquisite workmanship, just like my sister, light and elegant, just like the orchids in the valley that are not stained with mortal world.

"The girl has grown up and her preferences are different. Besides, these clothes from last year have been short. You can clean up and carry them to the warehouse." Ziwei told the little girls that the girl's winter clothes had been sent one after another in the sewing room. They were all colors and materials that the girl chose themselves, silver red goose yellow and lilac, all of which were beautiful colors, and the girl's preferences had indeed changed.

Hua Jingyao felt sad when she saw these clothes being carried away in boxes and suddenly shed tears.

"Girl, what's wrong with you?" Xiao Ai was shocked, and quickly took a handkerchief to wipe it.

"It's okay, there is moisture in the room. I'm soaked by the moisture." Hua Jingyao wiped away her tears, got up and walked to the window.

Xiao Ai was inexplicably illusioned, and the moisture could make his eyes cry.

She quickly lit incense, and asked the mama to find a few pieces of charcoal to put in the corner.

"What are you doing with these charcoals?" Miss Hua thought of someone who was not likable when she saw the charcoal.

"Girl, I heard from someone that charcoal can absorb moisture." Xiao Ai quickly explained.

"Okay." Hua Jingyao turned her face away and didn't look at the charcoal.

After this rain, autumn completely passed. When Hua Jingyao entered the palace again, the ground dragon had already burned in the palace. The third princess was weak, so the ground dragon was burned in the Cining Palace early this year.

It was cold, and there were fewer banquets in various prefectures. The horses in Cining Palace fought fiercely again. Hua Jingyao and the third princess sat beside each other boredly. Taking advantage of the fun of the fight, they sneaked into the third princess' room. Two little palace maids were reading the script. When they saw the third princess come in, they hurriedly hid the script behind them.

The third princess looked at them and said generously: "It is a good thing to read books, don't be sneaky. I don't need to serve you. You can go down."

The two little palace maids were overjoyed, and took the script and retreated, hiding in a place where no one was reading.

Seeing that there was no one else in the room, the third princess's eyes flashed and she said to Hua Jingyao a little embarrassedly: "Linlin, are there any more serious scripts in your shop?"

"Serious? What kind of serious?" Hua Jingyao quickly examined herself. She seemed not the kind of inappropriate person.

"I mean...I mean, it's the kind of person who encourages people to do good, just like the twenty-four filial piety." The third princess said in a low voice.

"Like the Twenty-Four Filial Piety? Then just go and read the Twenty-Four Filial Piety. What else do you do when you read the script?" Hua Jingyao said.

"No..." The third princess's face was flushed, her big eyes flashed, as if she was hiding a lot of worries, "Then do you have new books on your words?"

"You read the ten books I sent you last time?" Hua Jingyao asked.

"Well, I've finished watching them all, and I haven't let the nannies see them, and the emperor and grandmother don't know." The third princess said.

Hua Jingyao understood that the third princess was addicted to reading the script, but the third princess was a virtuous and kind sister in her bones. Her sister was different from her. She would blush when watching the plays of talented men and beautiful women. Of course, she would not let herself watch the scripts of such talented men and beautiful women than the plays.

So what are the twenty-four filial piety? It’s just that my sister is making the final struggle.

Should I continue reading the script, or should I turn back to the right and read the Twenty-Four Filial Piety?
To be continued...