"In that case, the old slave will no longer refuse. Ping's mother said with a smile. She blinked vigorously, blinking the wetness from her eyes.

After he was full of wine and food, Tian Qi went to set off fireworks with great interest, and he used to sit on a chair and watch others put it off. Today, my body has recovered, so I have to put it with my own hands. Mrs. Mu also understood Tian Qi's thoughts, and felt sorry for the suffering he had suffered in the past few years, so naturally she would not detrain him.

Mrs. Mu and Mother Heping stood in front of the railing, watching Tian Qi directing her subordinates to carry the fireworks, and a loving smile rose on the corner of her mouth. Seeing that there was no one around, Ping's mother came to Mrs. Mu's side, and stuffed the silver ticket in her hand into Mrs. Mu's hand by the cover of her sleeve.

Mrs. Mu lowered her head and looked at the 450,000 taels of silver tickets in her hand, and raised her eyebrows and looked at Mother Ping: Sent by the Treasure Pavilion? Mother Ping nodded lightly. "Hmph!" Mrs. Mu sneered as she took the silver ticket into her arms, "They all say that a businessman is shrewd, but no one can calculate him!"

Of course, Ping's mother knew who the "he" in Mrs. Mu's mouth meant, and she subconsciously looked around, for fear of being heard by someone with a heart. I only heard Mrs. Mu continue: "He knew that the pearl curtain could only be hung in the palace, but he wanted to send it to the Treasure Pavilion. In this way, he not only quietly figured out the details of each household in the capital, but also could pay the silver without using his own private treasury. ”

"How many of the people who grew up in that place are fools, and they can't be simple people who can get through the test and sit in that position. Ping's mother whispered while paying attention to the situation around her.

Mrs. Mu was just impressed, and she didn't want to make more comments. So, after a few words, there was silence. looked at Tian Qi, who was running around not far away, full of energy. Suddenly, he asked in a complicated tone, "Have you sent all the things for the New Year's Festival over there?"

Uh, Ping's mother was stunned for a moment, and looked at the indelible melancholy between her wife's eyebrows by the lamplight. Sighing helplessly, he whispered, "Yes, madam, it's all sent over." Thinking of Tanaka and Juxiang who were locked up in that small courtyard, Ping's mother sighed in her heart.

At the beginning, since the lady took refuge in the third prince, that is, the current emperor, several things have stabilized her position. Then, she laid out and pulled Tanaka off the horse. Unexpectedly, Mrs. Mu did not kill Tanaka and Juxiang, who had been disfigured, in a big move, but imprisoned them in a small courtyard.

Mrs. Mu looked at the fireworks in the distance with vacant eyes, and said in a deep voice: "If Brother Qi wants to go to see him, let him go." ”

"Ma'am?" Ping's mother shouted in surprise. Mrs. and Tanaka went directly from acquaintance to marriage, from glue to relationship breakdown, becoming enemies of life and death, she saw every bit of this. It can also be said that how much love they had between them at the beginning, how much hatred they have in their hearts now.

Doesn't the lady kill the two of them after the deed, but imprisoned them in a small courtyard, doesn't she want them to regret it, and make them live in chagrin, remorse, and self-blame every day?

Mrs. Mu looked up at the large colorful fireworks that bloomed in the sky, and in the blink of an eye, the brilliant fireworks disappeared, and darkness returned to the sky. She didn't withdraw her gaze, and said as if sighing and muttering to herself, "Do you think my heart has softened?" Without waiting for Ping's mother to answer, she continued, "At the beginning, I was devoted to them, but they betrayed me. To say that it is not hate, it is false. When I think about those things now, my heart still aches. ”

"Why did Madame still allow Qi Ge'er to meet them?" Mama Ping asked suspiciously, holding back the sourness in her heart.

"It's not because of Chigoer. Mrs. Mu said lightly, and Ping's mother couldn't help frowning, and she didn't understand it in her heart. Mrs. Mu's eyes chased the figure running around, and when the fireworks went off, Tian Qi laughed happily. The corners of Mrs. Mu's mouth unconsciously pulled up a pleasant smile, and said softly: "You know how important Qi Ge'er is to me. Back then, if it weren't for Qi Ge'er, I was afraid that I would have chosen to take revenge by breaking the net. Even after all these years, if it weren't for Qi Ge'er still holding on to his breath, I wouldn't have been able to hold on for a long time.

Back then, I chose to let that person live, not only because I wanted him to live in regret every day, but also for the sake of Chigoer. I don't want him to hate me, and I don't want a shadow in his heart that his mother killed his father······"

"As for Juxiang's slut. Mrs. Mu paused for a moment and said sarcastically, "If you can escape from that fire, you can be regarded as capable." Since you shouldn't die, you should live well. However, this time, I can't die even if I want to. Just let her know that life is better than death!" She looked at the dark sky with cold eyes, and a strange smile tugged at the corner of her mouth. Since you dare to betray, you will have to pay for it!

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On the first day of the Lunar New Year, Lan Xin was dug out of the bed early in the morning. Lan Xin sat there sleepy-eyed, letting Qinghe dress her, until Red Sleeves twisted the handkerchief and put the warm handkerchief on her face, and she completely woke up.

Lan Xin deliberately chose the peach-colored butterfly dress made for her by Mother Yang, with a solemn fox fur black edge inlaid at the collar and cuffs, twelve pale pink Hunan skirts reaching the ground, and small pink gardenias embroidered on the skirt.

In order to match this dress, Qinghe deliberately combed a high bun and put a golden hairpin with a magnolia flower head inlaid with pink gemstones. The hairpin is finely made, and the gemstone glows with a warm luster, reflecting the golden hairpin is more luxurious.

Qinghe looked at Lan Xin after being carefully dressed, and was speechless for a long time in surprise. Lan Xin glared at her helplessly, and said angrily, "What are you still in a daze? As he spoke, he flexed his finger and flicked it on her smooth forehead.

"Oh, girl!" Qinghe stroked his chest exaggeratedly, and said with a smile, "Girl, the slave maid was amazed by the girl's beauty. Seeing that her girl glared at her angrily, she said with a smile, "The slave thinks that what is said in those dramas is the appearance of a sinking fish and a goose, and the appearance of a shy flower in the closed moon is not suitable for the girl." ”

Tilting her neck, she said in righteous words: "Our girl's beauty cannot be described in any words!" Seeing that Lan Xin had already stepped out of the threshold, she said while chasing after her in small steps, "Girl, what the slave said is true! Alas, you wait for the slave!"