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"Qingqing, open the door quickly, when is this time, how can there be a shop that is closed even in broad daylight." Zong Jiming stood in front of the door and slapped the door hard.

The door was quickly opened a thin crack, Qingqing poked her head out, stretched out her finger to her mouth and sighed, then pointed to the room, and said softly, "Childe, be light, Miss is taking a nap, don't wake her up." ”

It was the middle of November, and before the coldest time, a charcoal basin had been set up in the ears of the watcher, and the temperature in the house was very high.

Zong Jiming took off his cloak after entering the house, and felt that it was still hot, so he took off the thickened vest he was wearing, and felt a little better.

instructed Qingqing to pour tea for the guests who came with him, and walked to the room by himself.

Guan Yiyi lay on the soft couch one by one, the whole person shrunk in the quilt, and only a green silk could be seen falling outside.

There was a charcoal basin in the house, Zong Jiming was already sweating from the heat, and he was a little uncomfortable when he saw Guan Yiyi wrapping himself like this.

Walking over and lifting the corner of the quilt, Guan Yiyi, who was shrunk in the quilt, seemed to feel a trace of cold air coming inside, moved slightly, and poked his head out.

Guan Yiyi, who has not woken up, is Zong Jiming who has grown up since he was a child, and the former little bean has grown into a current girl, and Zong Jiming is very happy to be able to participate in it.

After the Chinese New Year last year, Guan Yiyi's appearance changed greatly, his small face was no longer a small round face with baby fat, but a standard melon seed face, his big eyes were slightly open because he couldn't wake up, he looked a little foggy, his nose was upturned, his lips were bright red, and his little face was a little red when he shrunk into the quilt, Zong Jiming seemed to hear the sound of drumming in his chest, which was heavier and faster.

"One by one, don't sleep, get up quickly, I found a storyteller for you, and he will leave later."

Zong Jiming sat next to Guan Yiyi and covered her with a quilt.

"Then let him go, I'm going to sleep." Guan Yiyi closed his eyes one by one, his voice was a little hoarse, and as soon as he finished saying this, he fell asleep again.

Zong Jiming smiled bitterly, he had found many doctors for her, and all the doctors said that she was very good, and there was no problem with her body at all.

Filled a soup woman, stuffed it into Guan Yiyi's quilt, and pulled her little face out of the quilt, for fear that she would get sick.

got up and went back to the outer room, and smiled at the old woman sitting at the table, "I'm really sorry, I'm a little sleepy, and I ask the third lady to forgive me." ”

In the winter of the 28th year of the Anfu of the Yue Kingdom, the new emperor ascended the throne, granted amnesty to the world, changed the name to An Rong, and abolished the system of concubines and concubines after the death of the king.

"What three ladies are not three ladies, the Yue Kingdom has long since changed the dynasty, and it is not as good as before." The third lady, Qin Hui, sighed and took a sip of the tea in her hand.

"Yiyi may take a long time to wake up, please move the third lady to the backyard, and I will take Yiyi to you at that time." Zong Jiming called Qingqing and brought Qin Hui into the backyard.

"The layout of this view is so interesting, I have never seen a coffin planted in my yard, and Miss Guan is also quite a thoughtful person." Qin Hui covered her mouth with a handkerchief and chuckled, although she was already a woman over half a hundred years old, she could still see the beautiful demeanor of everyone back then.

"This coffin is made of a willow tree spirit, and the young lady planted her in the yard just to wake her up one day." Qingqing walked aside and explained to Qin Hui.

Last year, Zhang Yixiu borrowed this willow coffin, and it didn't take long for someone to send her back, and he also brought a box of gold, Guan Yiyi slept with the box of gold for more than half a month, and bursts of laughter could come from the house every night.

"There are still things in the world that have become fine, Miss Guan is really a great ability."

Qingqing lowered her head and didn't say anything more, took Qin Hui to the backyard and left.

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At dinner, Guan Yiyi woke up on time, her brain was a little confused, and someone seemed to have come when she was sleeping.

There was a smell of vegetables in the room, got up and got dressed, and walked to the cubicle, Zong Jiming had already set up the dishes and chopsticks, and put a bunch of vegetables in her bowl.

"Yiyi, come and eat, Mr. Storyteller has been waiting for a long time, and we will go to her when we finish eating."

"Mr. Storyteller?" Guan Yi poked the rice in the bowl one by one, and he was not very hungry.

"Yes, people come all the way from Yueguo, it's a pity that you don't go to meet her." Zong Jiming picked up a plate of freshly cut oranges and put it in front of her, and continued to eat the food in the bowl.

"Hey, it's cold." Guan Yiyi held a soup woman in his arms and walked quickly to the backyard.

Pushing open the door, he leaned over to the brazier, trembling.

"Miss Guan?" The voice coming from inside is a little old, it seems to be a woman?

"Mr. Storyteller?"

"I don't dare to be a gentleman, the old woman is just a woman, and it was the son of Zong who found the old woman to tell you a story." Qin Hui walked outside, his steps a little staggering.

"It's been a long time since Guan'er opened, Zong Jiming can't always find people to come, so I don't have a sense of accomplishment at all." Guan Yiyi finally recovered from it, grabbed Zong Jiming's ears, and said viciously.

Zong Jiming took down the little hand that was gently pulling his ear, led her to sit on the chair, and poured hot tea for her, "The third lady has been waiting for you for a long time, sit down quickly, don't delay the rest time of the lady." ”

Looking at the intimate behavior between the two, Qin Hui sighed a little, if Gao Chang could be like him back then......

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Back then, Qian Chuan'er assigned Gao Changfa to the frontier and never came back, and the crown prince Nan Tianci ascended the throne, pardoned the concubines in the palace, gave them some silver taels, and let them go home.

The crown prince Nan Tianci, born intelligent, three years old to learn literature, five years old can martial arts, is the emperor's heart treasure, although not the queen, but the emperor regardless of everyone's opposition, in Nan Tianci when he was eight years old to be crowned the prince.

The prince is smart, and the people of Yue are naturally happy, as a common people, whoever can let them eat is the emperor, which is an eternal truth for thousands of years.

The emperor was even happier, thinking that when the crown prince grew up, he could expand the territory for him, and grow the Yue Kingdom to the point that it could stand shoulder to shoulder with the Four Jins.