Everyone in the Chen family is in Qingliangxuan. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The front yard is singing lively, and the breeze here is gentle, whispering in a low voice.

General Chen Weilong, who sat at the top of the table, was a middle-aged man with bright eyes. Years of leading soldiers on the battlefield have made him have a bit of a fierce spirit. He just drank the tea in his hand peacefully, but the afterglow faintly passed over everyone, and finally fell on the wife beside him.

Anthony Chen.

The granddaughter of the eldest princess of the former emperor, the fourth lady of the old Anqing Palace. He was named the Qinghui Township Monarch by the first emperor.

Today, she wore a crimson round placket Baifu silk gown, a dark purple twelve-sided Hunan skirt, and a pair of ink-blue embroidered shoes embroidered with yellow orioles. Dignified and beautiful, no trace of time, delicate chin, fair and round face, red lips and nose, a pair of eyes looking forward to streamers...

She seemed to notice, and raised her eyes to look at him...

General Chen coughed lightly, withdrew his gaze, and lowered his head to sip the tea in his cup.

Chen Anshi swept around the people with different expressions again, looked at the place where he was muttering, snorted softly, and glanced at General Chen with a smile in his eyes.

General Chen's heart was astringent and slightly annoyed.

He glared at that place fiercely.

Aunt Cicada, who was dressed up in flowers, was suddenly aggrieved.

It is the age when the delicate flowers shine on the water, and the gaze that comes over seems to contain thousands of feelings and are so weak.

She's not wrong. These twelve bloodstone hairpin rings are rare in the world---- doesn't they represent the general's friendship for her and her rarity?! She's right, why is she fierce.

She was aggrieved. With a somewhat questioning look.

During the period, Ai Ai twisted her veil.

General Chen was a little angry.

A woman shows such an appearance in public--- her identity is just an aunt, and such vexatious troubles are unreasonable to him.

The cup in his hand was thrown on the table beside him with all his strength.

With a crisp sound, the blue porcelain of the blue bird announced the good news was divided into two. Orange tea flows.

In the past few months since Aunt Cicada entered the mansion, she has never seen the general angry, and when she was aggrieved and panicked, tears flowed down quickly, and her body trembled.

Pitiful.

General Chen's face was as deep as a pool.

Mrs. Chen seemed to be smiling.

Aunt Qiu, Aunt Jiang, and Aunt Yu all knew that the general was annoyed by this delicate new little girl.

Can't help but gloat.

There was a look of sincere fear on his face. The young masters and young ladies in the hall were also silent.

General Chen only has one wife and four concubines, which is already very rare for everyone in the current dynasty. Aunt Qiu and Aunt Jiang are both Mrs. Maids, and they were only admitted into the room after Mrs. gave birth to the eldest son and the second son in a row. The two of them are gorgeous, youthful, literate, red sleeves add fragrance, and gentleness is rare. The two also got a son and a daughter, and they usually respect their wives, and they were happy before the big family.

This Aunt Yu is the concubine of Yuzhizhou---, Jiangxi Province, who was brought back by General Chen a few years ago, and General Chen returned to Beijing to face the saint.

A few years ago, this cicada aunt came again. After staging a cliché of heroes saving beauty, it is a plot of beauties promising each other.

The daughter of a down-and-out old showman, who thought she was young and beautiful, and relied on the favor of the general, she got carried away for a while.

However, after all, she is just a concubine.

General Chen's eyebrows gathered, and just as he wanted to attack, Mrs. Chen took the lead in opening her mouth,

"Caisang, why don't you hurry up and clean up!"

The casual tone carries some unmistakable warning.

"Yes, ma'am!"

Cai Sang looked eighteen or nineteen years old, but his movements were smooth, he quickly wiped off the water stains, took away the fragments, and returned with a cup of hot tea.

It's very quiet.

Today is the day of the eldest son's return, and Mrs. Chen does not want to see anything other than her son's family. You have to endure everything.

In the past few days, the people in the house have been warned clearly.

Even a few aunts were no exception.

In fact, he was admonished several times...

Tea clouds curled, and he only saw her demure and beautiful side face beside him. It's the same as it was at the beginning.

Since when did it start?!

In the past, it was a case with eyebrows.

Now, it can only be counted as ---- respectful of each other.

He sighed in his heart.

The sound of footsteps came, her eyebrows moved, and a smile bloomed on her face, bright as the sun.

She got up almost immediately and went out.

"Arwen is back!"