Chapter 192: The Prince's Pressure

The flower shop is closed in the morning, and there are not many customers in the afternoon, and the evening is very prosperous.

She naturally knows that Huang Changkang Kaihuafang runs a restaurant and does all kinds of business, which is nothing more than to know the economic strength of the dynasty, and only by himself can he know it, otherwise, how can a prince run a restaurant in Huafang?

The emperor's arrangement is really good.

And Huang Changkang is naturally willing to do it, his pocket is full, and he can also please the emperor, why not.

Returning to Tingyuxuan, Changhe said: "Miss, the prince is here today, it seems that he mentioned the matter of lifting his wife to the master." ”

Lin Qinghe frowned slightly, and said lightly: "Just lift it, I know." ”

"Yes, miss."

"Eh, by the way, has the date been set?"

"Not yet, the old lady hasn't agreed to this matter."

Lin Qinghe nodded and said, "I know, I'll go to the old lady's side later." ”

After entering the house and changing clothes, Lin Qinghe went to the old lady's side, and the second lady also explained to the old lady about the last time, only saying that it was a hurry at the time, and she did not expect the consequences, and more importantly, it could not affect the entire Lin Mansion.

The old lady knew that what she said was really a bit far-fetched, but she couldn't be too picky, she just gave her some words, so that she could be more calm in case of trouble, think more about the entire Lin Mansion, and make the big thing as small as possible.

When Lin Qinghe came in, the old lady was lying there resting, and Mother Hu and Lu Pothos were gently massaging her.

"The eldest lady is here." Mother Hu reminded gently, and the old lady opened her eyes and said with a smile, "He'er." ”

Lin Qinghe sat on the side, stretched out his hand and gently kneaded it on the old lady's legs, and said with a smile: "Grandmother." ”

"What have you been busy with these past few days? It's hard to see you. ”

"He'er is helping His Royal Highness the King of Freedom to deal with some things, and he can be busy in these two days."

The old lady stretched out her hand and stroked her face gently, and said, "Alas, you are a girl's family, don't always follow the man to work, in case His Royal Highness the King of Fengling knows, it's not good." ”

She naturally knew that Lin Qinghe still liked Huang Zhiyuan in her heart, and she was very worried that she had too much contact with Huang Changkang, which caused Huang Zhiyuan's disgust.

Lin Qinghe said: "Grandmother, He'er knows, He'er is measured, and when I turn back, I will also go and explain it to Zhiyuan." ”

Now, what she does, Huang Zhiyuan must already know, because the autumn water is long and the sky is long, and Huang Zhiyuan is the person.

The old lady said: "It's good that you know in your heart, a man's heart is also very small." ”

Lin Qinghe said: "Actually, He'er came here to tell her grandmother. ”

"You say."

"I heard that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince came down today."

"Yes."

"Do you want to lift your wife?"

"Not bad."

The old lady said, she was still very unhappy in her heart, how could this second lady be able to be raised to be a flat wife, she didn't want to agree, but the prince put pressure on her, it was indeed very difficult.

Lin Qinghe said: "Grandmother, you still agree." ”

"Why? She is obviously unworthy, even if the prince mentions it, but this is our family matter, even if we go to the queen mother's side, the queen mother will definitely be towards us. ”

Lin Qinghe was very grateful to her in his heart, and couldn't help but have a hint of haze in his eyes, and said: "Grandmother, you are kind to He'er, He'er will always remember, but He'er can't affect his father because of this." ”

The old lady hesitated for a moment and said, "He'er, it's really bitter for you." ”

As he was talking, the spring wine came and said, "Old lady, the old lady invites the young lady to come to the study." ”

When she arrived at Lin Zhenyun's study, Lin Qinghe stood there silently, not looking at him, Lin Zhenyun was painting, she seemed to have not seen Lin Zhenyun painting for a long time.

"He'er, come and see the "Green Plum Picture" painted by Dad, how about it?"