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"Miss, although you are not big, you can see everything very clearly, Qianshu used to like Qianxue, but Qianxue can't look at Qianshu, and she thinks about Childe, in fact, your identity is here, it's impossible. "Qianmo and Qianshu have a good relationship, and they know more.

Qianshu showed her feelings for Qianxue, but Qianxue said that Qianshu was worthless, which made Qianshu suffer a lot of mental blows, and Qianmo was not worth it for Qianshu.

"In fact, identity is not the most important thing, the main thing is that two people really don't fall in love, if the two are happy, it's good, if it's wishful thinking, then there will be no result, right?" Xuan Miaoer really felt that whether it was Qianzui or Hua Jiye, she would not look down on Qianxue's kind of woman.

Qianmo's point is different from what Xuan Miao'er thought: "Miss, this identity is also very important, even if the son of a big family marries a girl or a subordinate of a small family, he can only be a concubine or a concubine, and he can't be a wife, in fact, Qianxue also said that she can serve her son for a lifetime, and she knows that she can't be a wife." ”

Xuan Miao'er also knew how different these ancient and modern ideas were: "Is there a lady in the mansion of the capital of a thousand drunken princes?" This Xuan Miao'er really wanted to know, originally curious, but now she was a little nervous when she asked.

"Childe is not a casual person, Childe said that he would wait until his destined person, what do you want to be a couple for a lifetime, which son in this capital does not have a few women. But the drunken boy has never even stepped into the green building, not to mention women, there are very few people in his courtyard. The close-fitting can enter the inner courtyard of the son, and the son rarely moves around when he returns to the house, and is always busy reading the account books. Speaking of Qiandrunken sons, Qianmo is full of admiration.

Xuan Miaoer thought about the time she saw Hua Jiye go to Qinglou, and then thought of Qinggao who was drunk, but she also felt that he was quite powerful, two identities. The two personalities muttered to themselves: "It's not easy." ”

But the thousands of drunken sons in the capital often don't move, ah. Xuan Miaoer suddenly realized, it turned out that Hua Jiye should have a stand-in in the capital, this secrecy measure is really good, so it can also try to make it seem that the drunken son is often in the capital. The capital is his base. No wonder I always felt wrong before, but now I think clearly, it turns out that there is a stand-in.

Qianmo proudly continued to talk about the history of Qianzui Gongzi: "Although our son is alone, he has done business in the entire Fengnan Kingdom, and he knows the emperor, even if it is the ninth prince who is a fellow citizen of the emperor today, he has to give his son some face." ”

Listening to what Qianmo said, Xuan Miaoer really didn't expect it. This thousand drunken sons are not right, it is Hua Jiye who is so powerful: "It seems that I am leaning on the big tree." ”

"That's not a tree, it's a mountain. However, there are not many people who can enter the eyes of the child, so Miss is also a top person, which is also something I admire. "Qianmo is really not a sycophant, I really think that a teenage village girl can make Qiandrunken son trust him so much, and I really admire it.

"Your mouth is smeared with honey today, and I'm just lucky. Xuan Miao'er thought in her heart that when Hua Jiye came in the future, she would try to support Qianmo as much as possible, after all, Qianmo knows martial arts and has strong insight.

Qianmo chattered about the various heroic deeds of Qianzui Gongzi along the way: "Miss, you don't know, the emperor's cousin also loves Gongzi, but Gongzi and the emperor have said that if he wants to marry a wife, he must be satisfied with himself, and he will marry one." ”

"He's really different, I didn't expect him to have this side. "Xuan Miaoer is thinking about Hua Jiye, Hua Jiye can do this, and no one can see it.

The two went back to their home in the town while talking, and divided the chicken legs into three parts, one for the flower house tomorrow, one for the wood house, and one for the eldest sister and brother to eat this night.

The next morning, the weather was a little gloomy, and it was said that it rained a lot during the Qingming Festival, but the weather was good for a few days during the Qingming Festival, and it looked like it was going to rain today, but this field of chicken legs still let Qianmo hurry up and send it to the two houses.

The doorman of Huafu accepted the food box sent by Qianmo, and carried it with the intention of sending the yard to Hua Jiye. But when I passed by the door of Mr. Hua, Mr. Hua happened to be at the door and looked out to see if it was raining.

When Mr. Hua saw it, he casually asked, "What is this going for?"

The doorman stopped: "Back to the master, there is a food that Miss Xuan sent to the eldest young master, saying that there is a fried chicken leg." ”

Master Hua frowned: "How can anyone give this gift? It's really unbelievable, there is no friend who says it, this is a rebel." ”

The little doorman didn't dare to speak, and lowered his head and waited for Master Hua to speak.

At this time, a woman came out of the house, holding a Buddhist bead in her hand and rolling: "Oh, this is a sin, so many chicken legs, how many lives have been killed, what a sin." ”

The person who spoke was the current continuation of Master Hua, the former Aunt Lan, and the current lady, but in the way of the Guogong Mansion, he was called Mrs. Lan, not Mrs. Lan.

After listening to the words of his beloved around him, Master Hua felt that Mrs. Lan was so caring and kind: "Don't be sad Lan'er, just go to Qingtai Temple this month and put more incense." ”

"Yes, master, I also want to pray for the eldest young master, this killing is too much, it is inevitable that the Bodhisattva will blame, Amitabha. Mrs. Lan said as she turned the beads.

"Mrs. Lan doesn't have to worry about me, although my character is not very good, but compared to some people who are kind and dark-hearted, I am not bad, no matter how bad my hands are, they will be stained with some animal blood, Aunt Lan is holding Buddha beads in her hand, I don't know if this hand can be clean?" Hua Jiye also has his own eyes and ears in this courtyard, knowing that Xuan Miaoer sent something, and he came out after not arriving for so long.

Master Hua glared at Hua Jiye angrily: "Rebel, how can you say that about your mother, don't you?"

"I don't understand what my father said, how many years has my mother died? How can there be my mother? Isn't Mrs. Lan a woman? Could it be that her father said it?" Hua Jiye looked at Master Hua with disdain.

Mrs. Lan was overwhelmed by Hua Jiye's few words, and she didn't dare to speak to Hua Jiye, so she could only turn around and lie on the shoulder of Master Hua and sob: "Master, I never thought of taking the position of the eldest lady, I just wanted to serve the master well." ”

Master Hua patted Mrs. Lan on the shoulder: "Lan'er, you don't have to worry about this rebel, let him go, let's go in, it's still cold this day." As he spoke, he dragged Mrs. Lan into the house.

Hua Jiye took the food box in the doorman's hand, sniffed it, and went back to the room to eat with a smile.

On Xuan Miao'er's side, not long after Qianmo came back, it began to rain lightly.

This spring rain is as expensive as oil, a few days ago Xuan Wentao was worried that it would not rain, this year's crops should not grow well, this is not rain, farmers are most afraid of natural disasters, if it really catches up with drought or flood, there is no harvest for a year, that day is really sad.

Xuan Miaoer sat in the flower hall of her room, drawing the plan of her new house for a morning, while Xuan Linger sat next to her as a female celebrity, and occasionally the young lady and the two of them exchanged a few words, which was so comfortable.

[It's about to be 515, I hope to continue to hit the 515 red envelope list, and the red envelope rain will be able to give back to readers and promotional works on May 15. A piece is also love, and it must be better!] (To be continued.) )