Ming Fei couldn't see a woman crying weakly in front of her, so she persuaded Wen Wan'er hard. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Fortunately, Wen Wan'er was still polite, and she didn't cry for too long, so she stopped her tears.

She said to Ming Fei: "Sister, sister suddenly feels that you are really like my sister's sister." She looked at Ming Fei with sincere eyes: "Sister, go back to the palace!" Prince, you and me, we live a good life, I will no longer occupy the love of the prince, I will no longer show hostility to you, I will sincerely wish you and the prince to reconcile." ”

Ming Fei was moved in her heart, Wen Wan'er really loves Mo Weiqing as a day, so she can have such a mind and let her lover accept another woman!

She asked Xiaoya to hold Mingyue, walked up to Wen Wan'er, raised her hand and rubbed her long hair, and said, "Silly girl, your love is very deep, Mo Weiqing should cherish it." ”

"Sister, what do you mean by this, don't you love the prince?" Wen Wan'er didn't understand.

Ming Fei chuckled and said, "I don't love it for a long time." ”

Ming Fei thought for a moment and said, "Since he sent me to Xiyuan to live alone, I have died to him. ”

At this time, Wen Wan'er handed over the little county lord in her arms to the maid to hold, she stood up and knelt down in the direction of Ming Fei.

Ming Fei was very surprised, and hurriedly supported her and didn't let her kneel.

She said, "Wan'er, what are you doing here?"

Wen Wan'er's tears fell again, and said: "Sister, it is my sister's fault that you were demoted to Xiyuan, and it was my sister's jealousy that my sister was jealous of my sister's child, so she spoke to stimulate my sister, and my sister pushed me by mistake, causing the little county lord to give birth prematurely, in fact, it is not your fault." This matter has nothing to do with the prince, it is all my fault, please forgive my sister. ”

"Silly girl, what are you talking about in the past. Ming Fei couldn't sort out these bad fates, but she could understand Wen Wan'er's feelings, she said: "You just stimulated me with your words, and you didn't do anything to hurt me, you are very kind, if you and Mo Weiqing are single-minded, you will definitely be a true, kind and beautiful woman." ”

"Sister, your praise is too high, and my sister deserves it. Wen Wan'er sobbed and bowed her head.

"It's not high, you deserve it. Ming Fei said honestly: "If the man I love has another woman and gives birth to a child with another woman, I will do more than you many times more aggressively, and even, I can lift the sky." ”

"Sister......" Wen Wan'er was so surprised by Ming Fei's remarks that she even forgot to cry.

Ming Fei smiled lightly and said, "Wan'er, I really don't love Mo Weiqing now, my relationship with him is only the relationship between my daughter's biological father, and I don't have any love in it." If it weren't for the prince, he wouldn't have been able to reconcile with the concubine, and I would have gone to the yamen with him to go through the formalities and leave. ”

"Sister...... How could this be?" Wen Wan'er never thought that she would hear from Ming Fei that she no longer loved the prince.

She carefully watched Ming Fei's expression, but found that Ming Fei was very serious on his face, and there was no joke.

She was flustered, and the first thing she thought of was, what should the prince do?

The prince may not have realized that he has fallen in love with Ming Fei, but as a woman who cares about him in everything, how can she not know what he thinks in his heart.

In the end, Wen Wan'er left the Fuguo Mansion with four brocade boxes.

Before leaving, Ming Fei gave the little county lord a delicate gold lock.

Wen Wan'er just walked on the front foot, and on the back foot, lightning and chasing the wind presented four brocade boxes.

Ming Fei looked at the four brocade boxes, and was very surprised, isn't this just a Mid-Autumn Festival?

She asked Chasing Wind, "What's in there?"

The always silent chasing wind shook his head respectfully.

The lively lightning said: "Miss, my subordinates don't know what is inside, but the lord ordered his subordinates to send it." There is a letter written by the Lord, and the eldest lady will know it at a glance. ”

Ming Fei took the letter and asked the two to put down the brocade box, and then asked them to retreat.

She sat down on a round stool and opened the letter.

There are only four words on it.

"Palace banquet clothing. ”

The corners of Ming Fei's mouth twitched.

This short content is really in line with the usual style of Lord Zuoxiang.

Ming Fei opened the four brocade boxes on the round table.

The first brocade box: four sets of red embroidered rich peony palace clothes, one large and three small, and the three small ones are one-piece baby clothes.

The second brocade box: a delicate golden hairpin, a jade step shake, and a pink butterfly hairpin.

The third brocade box: a warm jade hanging around the waist.

The fourth brocade box: two pairs of embroidered peony flower gold thread trimmed cloth shoes, one large and one small.

The corners of Ming Fei's mouth twitched, but he was not angry at what Qin Jun had prepared, but was a little puzzled.

Suddenly, an idea flashed through her head, and soon, she didn't grasp the thought.

But she knew that Qin Jun would not harm her, and he knew that she should not wear red during the period of filial piety, and let her wear these, which must have a deep meaning.

Therefore, Ming Fei did not hesitate and decided to wear these prepared by Qin Jun with her daughter during the palace banquet.

Little by little, time passed.

Ming Fei and her daughter finished dressing up.

The mother and daughter are dressed in red clothes of the same color, which is very festive and beautiful.

Ming Fei hugged Ming Yue and was about to take the carriage to the palace banquet, but was stopped by Aunt Hu who was hurrying over.

Ming Fei stopped and looked at Aunt Hu, who was surrounded by Huang Mei and another maid.

Aunt Hu blessed her body, wiped the sweat beads on her face with an embroidered handkerchief, and said to Ming Fei: "Miss, where are you going?"

"Enter the palace. Ming Fei said.

"No, you can't. Aunt Hu looked at Ming Fei, who was dressed in red and was a bright ** person, and couldn't help but hurriedly say: "Miss, Grandpa Guo has passed away for only 100 days, you must not go out in gorgeous clothes, otherwise you will be criticized and people will look down on you, Miss Miss, thinking that you are unfilial and will ruin your reputation." Please also change into more elegant clothes before entering the palace. ”

What Aunt Hu said, she thought about Ming Fei everywhere.

Ming Fei smiled lightly and said, "Thank you Aunt Hu for your kindness, Miss Ben has her own measure, you don't have to bother." Aunt Hu go back! ”

Aunt Hu, who had always been courteous, did not go back, she continued to take a step forward and said to Ming Fei: "Miss, you really can't wear red clothes to enter the palace! ”

"These are crooked reasons, Aunt Hu doesn't believe it. Ming Fei said.

Compared with Aunt Hu and Changqing, she will definitely trust Changqing, and she will trust him without any doubt.

Therefore, no matter how many people will criticize and ridicule her wearing red, she is not afraid.

"Miss, it's not a crookedness. Aunt Hu said: "If someone in the family dies, if your family wears red clothes, it will bring bad luck to the family, especially bad luck will befall the unborn child." ”

Speaking of this, Aunt Hu cried out: "Miss, aunt, please change your clothes for the sake of your brothers and sisters! ”

As she spoke, Aunt Hu was about to kneel.

Huang Mei, the maid behind her, immediately stopped Aunt Hu from kneeling, she said: "Auntie, you are pregnant, you must not kneel, a big movement will hurt the fetus in the womb." ”

After persuading Aunt Hu, Huang Mei said to Ming Fei: "Please change your clothes, don't let your aunt worry, my aunt is very nervous about the fetus in her womb, I don't want the fetus to have any accidents, and I ask the eldest lady to forgive my aunt for her hard work." ”

(To be continued.) )