Zixuan also knew that what the girl said was reasonable, after all, she was no longer a maid, and she could no longer live in Fengyi Garden day and night, so she blushed and agreed: "The slave listens to the girl." Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info"

And Mo Shaoli promised her to stay in Fengyi Garden, but it was actually a temporary plan.

After all, Zixuan is also Mrs. Lin now, how can she come to be her subordinate? Or, it's good to wait for Zixuan to slowly adapt to her new identity, otherwise...... When she has a body, she will have an excuse to persuade her to go back to the Lin Mansion and be Mrs. Lin in peace.

In this way, Zixuan returned to Fengyi Garden.

After Liu Jiahui heard about this, she was stunned for a moment, and said to Mama Liu with a smile: "Qiqi...... And no wonder she ...... The few around her are all good! ”

Mama Liu said with a smile: "It is also the county lord of Zhaoyang who treats others well, so that others will remember her kindness." ”

Liu Jiahui was silent for a moment, with a smile on her face, and said in a low voice, "But too." ”

It has been more than two years since she married into the Mo family, and it is only now that she gradually discovers that the greatest luck in her life should be to meet Qiqi.

If it weren't for the fact that winter that she met that strange girl with bright eyes and picturesque eyebrows in the plum forest in the back garden of the Hou Mansion, she would ...... She should be living a different life, right?

Or Qinggao will be lonely for a lifetime, or compromise will be married, or ...... Even if she marries Mo Jun by coincidence, if Qiqi doesn't have everything for her, she is afraid that she will not be able to live such a comfortable life now.

"Thankfully, she is here." Liu Jiahui muttered to herself.

Her voice was too small, and Mama Liu didn't hear it clearly, and asked, "What did Mrs. say?" What do you believe in her? ”

Liu Jiahui smiled, didn't answer her words, reached out and picked up Mo Shaotong, who was jumping towards her on the ground, stood up from the chair, and said to Mama Liu: "It's good today, we're idle again, you go with me to sort out the warehouse!" ”

At present, things are set to be idle, and at this time, it is time to prepare Qiqi's dowry. Although she knew that Qiqi lacked nothing, she still wanted to give her daughter more.

Because Mama Liu didn't know what Liu Jiahui was thinking, she didn't hear the meaning behind her words, and said with a smile: "That's right, the old slave is also thinking about telling his wife about this." ”

As they spoke, they went to the storehouse.

Liu Jiahui watched Mama Liu lead people to remake her dowry private room, register it in the warehouse, and also selected a lot of good things to put in another place, and the Zhuangzi shop also had its own preparations, just waiting for Mo Shaoli to add makeup.

In July, Han Minglan, the princess of Chu, gave birth to a son, and the king of Chu had an heir.

Mo Shaoli was overjoyed, and made a bunch of clothes, shoes and socks with his own hands, and personally sent them to the Chu Palace's palace during the 100-day banquet of Song Yu, the prince of Chu, and had a celebration.

Time is like water, time has entered September, and it is the season of cinnamon fragrant garden.

Because of his preference for the fragrance of osmanthus flowers, when repairing the new house, Mo Shaoli deliberately asked Lin Cong to plant a large area of Guilin in the back garden. It is the flowering season, and the bursts of aroma hit people, which makes people feel refreshed.

The snow kite said, "Girl, the slave went to the laurel grove in the morning to see, and the flowers bloomed so well!" So, will we make sugar osmanthus this year? At this time last year, we only cared about fighting with the Sun family, and we forgot to do it, and the slave maid hadn't eaten the sugar osmanthus cake made of green oranges for a long time! ”

Last autumn was a veritable eventful autumn, and the girl was busy helping Shen Sanye deal with the Sun family, and she had to deal with the matchmaker Xu Wang Gong of the Changning Marquis Mansion one after another, and she missed the osmanthus season unconsciously.

When I think about making sugar osmanthus, the plum blossoms are about to bloom.

Mo Shaoli said with a smile: "Since the osmanthus flowers bloom well, and you want to eat it so much, then do it?" ”

In fact, not only the snow kite is shouting, but the fourth sister-in-law Yang Manyun is also clamoring for her to make sugar osmanthus these days.

Yang Manyun is a snack, and he has never forgotten it since he ate her sugar osmanthus the year before last. Last year, because I didn't have the time to do it, I was nagged by her for winter and spring, and it didn't stop until summer.

But it didn't last long, after she had a body last month, she suddenly remembered it again for some reason, these days the osmanthus flowers are blooming, as soon as she smells the smell, she has to say: "Qiqi, it's time?" It's time to do it? Yes? ”

A few days ago, because the osmanthus had just bloomed, there were more buds than flowers, so Mo Shaoli didn't do it, and now is the right time.

"Girl, are you really going to do it? The slave and maid are going to pick osmanthus flowers! Xue Kite heard Mo Shaoli's promise, smiled, turned around and ran out, "Girl wait!" The slave must have picked the biggest and best! ”

"Wait!" Mo Shaoli stopped her and stood up, "It's okay to be idle at this time anyway, just go together, the green beads pick the top of the tree, let's pick the bottom of the tree, isn't it fast and good?" ”

The snow kite was even happier when she heard it: "Just do what the girl said!" ”

While talking, two large rattan baskets were found, and the green beads reached out to pick them up, and everyone laughed all the way to the osmanthus forest in the back garden.

The osmanthus in the back garden of the new house is a new variety that Cheng Nuo specially found from the Huguang area, which is not the same as the common osmanthus tree in the capital, the flowers bloom more densely, the taste is more pleasant, fragrant but not smoky, sweet but not greasy, refreshing.

Several people came to the osmanthus forest, picked the most luxuriant one, and picked up the osmanthus flowers lively.

The snow kite is the most capable, because she is satisfied that the flowers under the tree are not big enough and not good enough to be sweet enough, she asks the green beads to carry her to the branches and compete with the green beads.

Mo Shaoli stood quietly under the tree, pulling the small golden flowers one by one, looking at the big rattan basket gradually piled with fresh osmanthus flowers under his feet, and somehow suddenly remembered the autumn of that year......

It is also the season of fragrant osmanthus flowers, outside the door of Donghua Building, Xu Zihao was shy, hesitantly called himself to stop himself, and asked the little maid to bring a large basket of osmanthus flowers to her.

Since she was given the emperor to marry Shen Ce last year, this year because she was busy and because she deliberately avoided it, she didn't pay too much attention to Xu Zihao's news, and she hadn't met Xu Zihao since she saw Xu Zihao outside the Hanging Flower Gate on the day the fourth brother got married.

It's just that she lives in the world of the capital in the end, although she doesn't care about it, and she doesn't want to know too much, but the words about Xu Zihao will always come to her ears from time to time, intentionally or unintentionally.

You can't hear it if you want to.

She heard that Xu Zihao left the capital the day after the fourth brother got married, went to the northern Xinjiang military camp, and performed well in the army for several months. Not only won the appreciation of Shen Xian, the prince of Zhenguo in the northern frontier, but also won the blue eyes of Emperor Song Yuan.

Not long ago, Song Yuan was in front of hundreds of civil and military officials in the court, and Xu Yitian, the Marquis of Changning, praised: "I can't imagine that a child who looks so weak has made great achievements now!" ”

Thinking of this, somehow, Mo Shaoli suddenly felt a little stunned inexplicably.