Concubine Li lived up to her title, she was really gorgeous and moving, sitting on the right hand side of the Queen Mother, graceful and luxurious like a peony flower, more dazzling than the queen.

There are many husbands of ladies from all walks of life who are attached to the Weiguo Mansion, and they are particularly respectful to Concubine Li, and Concubine Li herself also warmly entertains them, obviously the queen is the master of the harem, but Concubine Li is more like a hostess.

The queen mother endured her efforts, and her face was still as usual, so she was proud first, and who could have the last laugh in the future depends on whose son became the emperor.

Qian Luojin was frightened and the three high-ranking harem women saluted, and the county lord of Bingxin sent a palace maid to beckon her to sit with Xie Mengxi.

Ever since the county lord of Bingxin put Qian Luojin into his camp, he was not a little cute, and he rarely showed a friendly expression and said: "Sixth cousin, let me take care of you more, you just follow me, don't pay attention to those annoying guys." ”

Of course, the annoying guy in the mouth of the Bingxin County Lord refers to Zhu Chengbi, Zhu Chengbi is poking his head out to look this way, children are like this, the trouble will be endless, and he wants to win back a city when he has the opportunity.

I don't know what kind of thinking logic Mu Congjin instilled in the Lord of Bingxin, the Lord of Bingxin County changed from a bulldog to a kind husky, and enthusiastically took out a few small books to Qian Luojin and Xie Mengxi to pass the time: "Those girls talk the most hypocritical and boring, and people yawn when they hear it, these are the latest books written by Guan Xingshu, which are particularly good-looking!" ”

Qian Luojin glanced at the title of the book and wanted to dump the book on Xingshu's face.

"One Night in Drunken Fragrance Building", "Chronicle of Piaoxiang Pavilion", "Night Rain Mountain League of Red Fragrance Building", "Nian Luan Red Girl"

What is written! Isn't it all about the Qinglou! This thing is also for the county lord to see! No, you can't write it if you don't show it to others, no wonder the old man Guan has to beat Guan Xingshu half to death every few days!

Qian Luojin hurriedly snatched the book in Xie Mengxi's hand and stuffed it back into the arms of the county lord of Bingxin: "This book is unlucky, the county lord is about to burn the book!" ”

The concubines were really bored when they spoke, either sour and sarcastic or patting each other, Qian Luojin was drowsy when she heard it, and little by little, Xie Mengxi pushed her hard next to her.

"Cousin, cousin, look at the six princes, are they calling you?"

Hearing the three words of the sixth prince, Qian Luojin felt like stepping on a landmine, suddenly woke up, and looked around in a panic, sure enough, Mu Congjin leaned out half of his body behind a big pillar in the southwest direction and hooked his finger at her.

"I'll go out for a while, and if my aunt asks, she'll say...... Let's just say I'm going to the thatched house! Qian Luojin instructed Xie Mengxi.

"A gentleman can't talk nonsense, if my mother wants to ask, I will say that you are gone with the six princes."

For Xie Mengxi, a nerd, Qian Luojin really has no tricks, and she must not be taken with her when she does bad things.

In order to enter the palace today, Qian Luojin dressed up, with a half-arm-long golden hair tassel on her head, a treasure gourd with pigeon blood hanging around her neck, and a gilt green agate bracelet on each wrist.

From Mu Congjin's look, he saw a big gold ball wearing gold and silver running towards him.

"You wear so many things because you want to run with weights?" Mu Congjin said sarcastically.

"It's not that I want to wear it, Mrs. Xie said that this is called respect for the Queen Mother, you are not stinky and beautiful."

Today's palace banquet, Mu Congjin is not as casual as in the past, wearing a long coat of pine color embroidery, with a Baoyu glazed belt around his waist, and a dark cloud shoe on his feet, now he has long passed the age of wearing ingots shoes, the young man is holding a paper fan, the jade face is beautiful, the white and tender skin still has a fresh smell, and the lean chest has a manhood.

Mu Congjin picked up the paper fan and knocked it on Qian Luojin's head: "Let your gold, silver and jewelry be lighter, and I'll take you out to breathe." ”

An identity like Qian Luojin was not qualified to wander in the imperial garden, but with Mu Congjin's support at that time, she had the courage to be as big as a bear.

"How is it, how is it better than your Qian family's garden?"

"Cut, that's because our family is not an official and the specifications are restricted, otherwise, we can build a garden that is bigger and more beautiful than this!"

The two secretly ran to the white bridge of the lotus pond, and could still hear the palace music played by the palace music in the distance, Qian Luojin took out half a chestnut cake from his sleeve, broke it and threw it into the pond to feed the fish.

"You also pack food." Mu Congjin said disdainfully.

"It's not like I haven't eaten enough, so many people are watching, how dare I eat more."

"Hungry?"

Qian Luojin touched her flat belly: "You may not believe it, I can eat a pig now." ”

"Go, follow me."

"Where are you going?"

"I'll open a small stove for you."

The imperial dining room is busy for the palace banquet, Mu Congjin is rumored to be a small kitchen in the queen's palace, Qian Luojin followed Mu Congjin to the palace where he lived, the residence of the prince is still a few points more than the second prince according to the rules of the ancestors, but Mu Congjin is a person with a light taste, and he did not make the house as golden as Qian Luojin like Qian Luojin, he only put the most basic old ebony bed cabinets in his room, and other furnishings are just some green jade and white porcelain.

"This is your boudoir?" Qian Luojin sighed regretfully: "The dignified son, it's too poor and sour." ”

"Your aesthetic is pitiful."

Fu Li quickly asked the small kitchen to prepare what Mu Congjin wanted, a large leg of lamb with fresh meat thick.

Qian Luojin swallowed her saliva: "How do you guess I eat lamb legs?" ”

"Put it on an iron rack, bake it on a fire, and sprinkle it with salt and pepper when the skin is crackling."

Listening to Mu Congjin's words, Qian Luojin's mouth was full of saliva from a bowl of saliva, the palace music was noisy outside, and the two people inside were roasting lamb legs in Mu Congjin's small courtyard.

Eating tender mutton in her mouth, Qian Luojin's sense of happiness soared: "We are called the traverser on the tip of the tongue." ”

Mu Congjin didn't eat much, just watched Qian Luojin eat meat in a big gulp, as if he used to watch the starlings in the family gnaw bones.

"What else do you want to eat? I'll let the chef cook it for you. ”

"I want to eat the transparent stuff with sesame paste in it last time!"

"Fu Li, let the small kitchen make a white jade pearl and send it."

The night was dark, as long as the green bamboo lanterns hanging in the four corners of the courtyard were flickering by candlelight, and the bonfire called the roast leg of lamb was particularly red, as if all the warmth was invested here, the young man in brocade looked at the half-grown girl next to him with mutton stuffed in her mouth, and showed a faint smile.

The gamble is imminent, I don't know whether the banker wins or the player wins, even Mu Congjin himself has no bottom in his heart, so he can only use his princely privileges to make her happy before this, because he knows that she is not having a good time.

Mrs. Xie's illness has not recovered for a few years, and Mrs. Xie fell ill again, like their age, in ancient times, life and death were just up to heaven.

Originally, Xie Menghua wanted to come back to serve his grandfather, but Mrs. Xie didn't allow it, Xie Menghua was newly married, had no children yet, and had not yet gained a firm foothold in her in-law's house.

Old lady Xie is the pillar of the Zhenguo Mansion, and the pillar must not fall.

Qian Luojin and Mu Congjin each had their own thoughts, but as long as they touched each other, they soothed their minds.

"I've eaten them all, why don't you eat them?" Qian Luojin stuffed a piece of mutton into Mu Congjin's mouth.

Qian Luojin's fingers touched Mu Congjin's lips and slid lightly, a little itchy and numb.

Poof.

Poof.

Mu Congjin's eyes widened, and she forgot to chew the mutton in her mouth, this woman, one day she must find a Taoist priest to take her in!

The biggest harvest of this palace banquet is Xie Mengxi, the queen mother asked the ladies of the palace banquet to write poems with the full moon on a whim, a group of women who can only embroider the moon, where can they compose poems, only a few people who regard themselves as talented women, which can compare to Xie Mengxi, who has raised the style to a gentleman.

Xie Mengxi writes beautifully, and the poems are well done, even the Queen Mother is full of praise, but she can earn enough face for Mrs. Xie, and when she went back, she immediately rewarded Xie Mengxi with a set of exquisite four treasures of the study.

Mu Congjin was restless because the emperor's illness deteriorated faster than he imagined, and the ancient medical conditions were so terrible, you couldn't even figure out what the disease was, just watched that person weaken day by day.

Mu Congjin's layout has not yet been completed, if the emperor dies at this time, it will be a great disadvantage to the three princes and Mu Congjin.

Mu Congjin's gambling luck was not bad, and when the New Year was approaching, Dongliudao came back. As soon as he came back, he was secretly summoned by the emperor, and it was estimated that everyone had guessed correctly, Dongliu was sent by the emperor to find medicine.

It seems that Dongliu has really found the legendary elixir, at least the medicine that is beneficial to the emperor's health, since Dongliu came back, according to Mu Congjin, the emperor's health has improved, and it seems that he can hold on for a while.

Qian Luojin went to Sanqingguan to ask for a peace charm for Mrs. Xie when he bumped into Dongliu, he hadn't seen him for many years, he had the impression that he was just a bear child wearing a robe, he hadn't seen him for many years, and when he saw his already young appearance, Qian Luojin was startled.

Qian Luojin looked in the mirror every day, and didn't notice that her appearance had changed a lot, Dongliu didn't dare to recognize it at first, until a Taoist disciple said next to her: "Miss Qian, the talisman you asked for last time is enshrined, and it is all in this purse." ”

"Miss Qian from the Zhenguo Mansion?"

Dongliu is still wearing the same gray gossip robe as before, but the size is much larger than before, and Mu Congjin's appearance is different from that of a young man, and Dongliu wearing a Taoist robe is more like a Taoist aunt.

Qian Luojin laughed rudely: "You, where have you been in the past few years?" ”

"In accordance with the will of the Holy Lord, he traveled around and visited a hundred and seven nunnery."

“…… Well, you win. ”

Dongliu turned around and leaned against the door, his hair was only tied up with a hairband of the same color, and his black hair hung down behind him, really like a daughter who had entered the Tao.

"Did Miss Qian give Fu money?" Dongliu asked, his voice as clear as a girl's.

The Taoist was stunned for a moment before he stumbled and said, "The peace and peace charms in the view don't need money. ”

"Others don't want it, Miss Qian is the most sincere, and merit money is definitely indispensable."

Qian Luojin viciously took out fifty taels of silver from his pocket: "You really haven't changed at all." ”

"It's good enough that Poor Dao looks like this, and it doesn't need to change."

Ah, this shameless look is very my style, Qian Luojin thought silently in her heart, over the years, Dongliu has not only grown older, but also has grown cheeky.

"Poor Dao heard that Zhen Guogong is sick?"

"It's just a cold, but it's not good to use the medicine of the hospital, and when I'm old, a little illness will become a disaster." Qian Luojin said that she was depressed in her heart, but she had a cold when the wind blew at night, so she invited the doctor who came to the hospital to see it, and she took the medicine, and the more she took the medicine, the more she got sick, the more she got sick.

Dongliu took out a string of peach wood beads from his arms: "Here you go, take it back to Zhenguo Gong, Poor Dao got it by chance when he was in Xishan, and it has a lot of aura." ”

The iron rooster that doesn't pull out a hairy hair has also learned to send things out? Qian Luojin was very moved: "Thank you." ”

Before Xie Menghua got married, Mrs. Xie didn't like to take Xie Mengyao out, because she was too good-looking and would steal her sister's limelight.

After Xie Menghua came out of the cabinet, Mrs. Xie's attention was focused on Xie Mengyao and Qian Luojin, both hands had to be grasped, Xie Mengyao wanted to marry quickly, and Qian Luojin had to marry well.

Xie Mengyao is much easier to handle than Xie Menghua, Xie Mengyao herself is beautiful, and she doesn't need to choose a family, in Mrs. Xie's heart, as long as the other party can get by.

Li Yushi's family came to propose marriage, and Mrs. Xie quickly agreed, this door was actually unexpected by Mrs. Xie, so she had to catch it quickly, for fear that the other party would be confused and want to understand it for a while and run away.

Xie Mengyao herself was also very satisfied with this marriage, and privately asked Xie Menghua to inquire about her mother-in-law, Mrs. An Guanghou, but she didn't find out what hidden illness this son had, and even the gossip woman in the whole city didn't expect it, thinking that she was a healthy child.

It is the concubine of the imperial historian who wants to marry Xie Mengyao, Xie Mengyao is a concubine, and she can have such a husband's family, probably thanks to her appearance, not that Qian Luojin favors her sisters, the entire Duzhong City, even if you count Weiling, Luojin has never seen anything better looking than Xie Mengyao.

But every daughter's family, once they are engaged, it seems that they have been poured into a mold, and Xie Mengyao also embroiders the dowry every day, exactly the same as Xie Menghua back then, and exactly the same as Meng Sanniang back then.

I don't know what Xie Mengyao will be like in the future, if it's okay like Xie Menghua, if she marries someone like Meng Sanniang's mother-in-law's family, it's not an exaggeration to say that life is better than death, cousins, Qian Luojin is also worried about Xie Mengyao, I hope that the second brother-in-law in the future will not be a scumbag like Lu Gongzi.

Another sister is about to get married, Qian Luojin is melancholy, they all have a home, I don't know where her destination is? I don't know if that destination is a place to shelter from the wind and rain or a place where wolves, tigers and leopards gather.

"Mu Congjin! Marry me." ”

Qian Luojin dragged the hem of Mu Congjin's clothes and didn't let go, but fortunately, the fabric of Mu Congjin's clothes was strong, and he took two steps with difficulty, and Qian Luojin hung behind him like a ball of meat.

Mu Congjin's folding fan shook like a rattle in front of Qian Luojin's eyes: "I won't hang myself on a tree with a crooked neck." ”

"Mu Congjin!"

Mu Congjin is a man in the end, and he can't understand the feelings of Qian Luojin, who is a daughter, being forced to marry in ancient times, and he doesn't understand what Qian Luojin's mood is when he watches his body grow bigger day by day.

"Mu Congjin, have you forgotten, I will also grow up...... We're going to split the tables. ”

Mu Congjin didn't make a sound, he really forgot that he and Qian Luojin often met, and he couldn't feel the subtle changes, and suddenly looking back, these subtle changes piled up, and they were also incredible changes.

The brocade dress wrapped Qian Luojin's half-grown body, and her face began to look like a girl, no longer the blindly round look she had when she was a child.

"Mu Congjin, if I marry someone else, will we meet again?"

Qian Luojin's last question has been echoing in Mu Congjin's heart, what would she be like if she married someone else? Mu Congjin tried hard to imagine, but he couldn't imagine that he never thought of marrying Qian Luojin, let alone Qian Luojin marrying someone else.

If she marries someone else, will she be able to meet again?

If she marries someone else, is she going to wag her tail at someone else?

This year's Qiqiao Festival, only Qian Luojin and Xie Mengxi, the two daughters in the boudoir, were a lot deserted, but the Sanqingguan did not change at all, and every Qiao lamp was the same as last year, hanging all over the branches of the entire Taoist temple.

The locust tree was still standing upright, and the treetops were covered with red strips of cloth, and when the wind blew, it swung into the air.

Qian Luojin looked up at the tall locust tree, she had to make a wish here every year, and she had never fulfilled it every year.

Old locust tree, is this year's wish still not come true?

Qian Luojin stood on tiptoe and tied a new red cloth strip to the old locust tree in Sanqingguan, which read: May Mu Congjin agree to marry me.

Dongliu, as always, couldn't change his voyeuristic nature, and before he left the capital, he contracted the vice of peeking at Qian Luojin's red cloth, and every time he finished reading it, he had to doubt Qian Luojin's brain. It's just that he is tall enough this year, and he can reach the red cloth tied by Qian Luojin by reaching out, and he can't tie it too high with Qian Luojin's height.

At first, I really wanted to travel to the female honor.

Every year after that, Qian Luojin changed her wish: "Seek to cross over to the female respect!" "Let me go to the Female Venerable!" "I'm going to the Female Honor!" "I really want to go to the female honor!" At least every year the sentence structure is different.

What exactly is the place of the Female Venerable? Although Dongliu has been peeking every year, he still doesn't understand, he has been traveling outside all these years, especially trying to find this place called Nuzun, but he has almost traveled all over the country, and no one knows where Nuzun is.

This year, does she still want to go to the female honor? With such a mentality, Dongliu skillfully ripped off the strip of cloth tied by Qian Luojin, but saw that it was written:

May Mu Congjin promise to marry me.

The fact that Miss Cousin and the Sixth Prince of the Zhenguo Mansion are □□ good is something that the whole capital knows, thanks to Mrs. An Guanghou's vigorous publicity, but everyone feels that the relationship between the two ends here, at most they can be small.

If you want to marry Mu Congjin, how understandable it is, how many women in the world don't want to marry the prince? But this wish came from Qian Luojin's handwriting, which made it difficult for Dongliu to accept, Miss Qian's brain could not be so normal, when did her brain disease get better?

Qian Luojin couldn't get up quickly, after Mrs. Xie set Xie Mengyao's marriage, the whole person's attention was focused on her, what a lot of pressure this is, only a woman who has been forced to marry can understand. I don't know why the ancients were so anxious to get married, she hasn't come yet!

Dongliu's superstitious string of peach wood beads was useless, and Old Lady Xie's illness was still worsening, especially when he had just finished taking the medicine, he would still hallucinate. Uncle Xie was very scared, he stayed by his father's bedside all day long, and he didn't go to class, it didn't matter, he was just an idle eater.

In the second half of the night, Mrs. Xie vomited again, this time it was all blood clots, and she didn't dare to let Mrs. Xie know that Mrs. Xie was busy working alone, and only Qian Luojin and Xie Mengxi could help her share it.

"Luo Jin, write a letter to your mother, your mother and your father, invite them to come to Duzhong." Mrs. Xie sat in a chair, she was only in her thirties, and she already had a few silver threads on her head.

Ask Mrs. Qian and Master Qian to come over, this is ...... Announced the death penalty to Mrs. Xie?

Qian Luojin was a little stunned, and sat in the chair behind her, just a cold, how could she die? Human life is really a fragile thing, how could such a tough old man become like this?