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Then, she glanced faintly at the palace maids who didn't dare to move, and the palace maids came back to their senses and withdrew with bated breath.

The hall was quiet, except for the sound of the rain outside.

The Empress Dowager sat quietly for a while, and then saw the Empress Dowager come in with a gentle step.

"Heard?" The Queen Mother said lightly.

The imperial concubine bowed her head, sat down on the side, and said, "It's really not like that." ”

Hearing this, the Queen Mother couldn't help but smile: "Being a mother is strong." ”

"But it's not as hard as she is." The imperial concubine turned the string of ebony Buddha beads in her hand and said, "It's true and false, isn't it because you can't hear it?" ”

"The mourning family understands it, and she can only say that." The fine lines at the corners of the Queen Mother's eyes have stretched a little, and she is finally not as bluffing as she was just now.

No matter how bold Mrs. Shizi was, she didn't dare to cross Mrs. Hou in Pingyang, and what she said about Mrs. Hou didn't know, so it was obviously not the truth.

The Queen Mother knew in her heart, and Mrs. Shizi also knew that the Queen Mother understood, but at that moment, she could only say that.

"You come here, are you reluctant to Jiarou?" The Queen Mother raised her eyes and looked at the Imperial Concubine.

The imperial concubine smiled lightly, and a little love was added to her eyes: "In the end, she has served me for three years, and she is a young widow, which is already a hard matter, and I can't help but see that she has no place to stand." ”

The Queen Mother took a deep look at the Imperial Concubine.

Since Wangmei Garden that year, the imperial concubine rarely talked about Mu Lianhui before the queen mother.

The Queen Mother was really annoyed by Mu Lianhui, whether she mentioned it frequently or said it occasionally, it would only backfire.

It was only now that the imperial concubine had the courage to say this, which showed that she was quite worried about Mu Lianhui's position at this time.

The Queen Mother sighed: "You worry about her, she may have her own arrangements." ”

The imperial concubine laughed and said, "If there are no ideas to arrange, then it is not Jiarou, the queen mother, whether it is you or me, I don't like to be stunned." ”

As soon as the words fell, it was the queen mother's laughter.

Aunt Ming stood aside and secretly breathed a sigh of relief, she hadn't heard the Queen Mother laugh so happily for a long time.

"Yes, who likes to be stunned, waiting for others to come and leave the second stunned, they can't live in this palace for three years." The Queen Mother stopped laughing and said in a deep voice.

After Mrs. Shizi returned to Pingyang Hou's Mansion, she went to Mrs. Hou's house, and the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law didn't know what to say, and when Mrs. Shizi came out, she was in high spirits.

Mama Ye passed the news to Mu Lianhui: "The matter has been explained to the eldest grandmother, Mrs. Shizi is tired, so go back and rest first." ”

Mu Lianhui's gaze fell on the book, and he didn't raise his head, and said, "Got it." ”

She knew that would be the result.

The one in the Cining Palace, how could he be a good talker?

If you rely on a few tears of Mrs. Shizi's heart and abdomen, you can easily sway, can you still sit firmly in the harem of the first emperor until you enter Cining Palace?

I have to continue to toss.

Anyway, she can afford to wait more than Jin Huan, and the person who is scratching her heart and lungs now is not her.

As night fell, the rain did not abate in the slightest.

The eldest grandmother of the Jin family arranged everything, and then simply had dinner.

Mrs. Shizi returned home, and the eldest grandmother of the Jin family was faintly happy in her heart, she didn't want Jin Huan to come back.

Her husband asked her last night, but she didn't say it carefully, but she also had her own calculations in her heart.

Among Jin Huan and Mu Lianhui, of course she hoped that Mu Lianhui would stay in the Pingyang Hou Mansion.

It is true that Mu Lianhui is the feudal lord of the imperial court, but she used to be closed, as long as she didn't provoke her, Mu Lianhui would not cause trouble with her.

And Jin Huan is different, that little aunt and grandmother can't be honest at any time.

What's more, people are biological daughters, and the eldest grandmother of the Jin family is a daughter-in-law who marries into the door, how to compare? How to compare?

She wanted to prevent Jin Huan from returning home, but she couldn't do it, so she was really upset.

Compared with the anxiety in the Pingyang Marquis Mansion, the Dingyuan Marquis Mansion has been quite calm these days.

There is still more than half a month before the Mid-Autumn Festival, and it will not cause any trouble to postpone it for a day at this moment, Du Yunluo explained to the mother-in-law in charge, and someone will carefully arrange the things in the future.

It's just that the heavy rain for days has disturbed Brother Yan'er's opportunity to go out to play.

The rain was also wet under the corridor, and he was afraid that Brother Yan would fall, so Du Yunluo did not allow him to run under the corridor, which made Brother Yan, who was very active, very unhappy.

He could only walk back and forth around the round table in the room.

Brother Yun is only two months old, and he is much more appeased than Brother Yan.

Until the end of the month, the sun finally turned on outside, and Brother Yan, who had been stuffy for several days, was very excited, and clamored to ask Mrs. Peng to take him to the garden.

Although there is sun, it is not hot outside, and the wind blows on the body, and there is even some coolness.

Everyone can't say whether it will heat up in the future, and there are even autumn tigers waiting, but above the court, it has completely entered the "eventful autumn".

The Emperor Song, the priest of the country, was dismissed, and his mentor Gao Taibao became a mud bodhisattva, and he was about to sink into the middle of the river.

Gao Taibao was in front of him, and the Shengshang's suppression of the officials who were officials in the Shu family was not so eye-catching.

The people in Beijing talked about it, and for a while, it was mostly the rectification of the imperial examination by the saints, and the conjecture of the spring of the next year, and the peach blossom matter of the death of a son in Xing'an Bofu, which was forgotten in a blink of an eye.

Du Yunluo came out of the flower hall of the meeting, and when she raised her eyes, she saw Qiu Ye hurrying over, and she stopped.

Autumn leaves arrived in front of Du Yunluo, blessed the body and bowed, and said: "Madam, it was the old lady who asked the slave to come, the weather is cold quickly, and the old lady is not very cool, saying that he wants to add a charcoal basin earlier, so that the slave and maid can receive some silver silk carbon in the next few days." ”

Du Yunluo was stunned when she heard this.

She knew that Mrs. Wu's health this year was not as good as in previous years, but she didn't expect that it was only the beginning of August, and the charcoal basin would be used in Baijietang.

Obviously, the ice basins in each house and courtyard have only been removed for less than half a month.

"Grandmother's health is so bad?" Du Yunluo grabbed Autumn Leaf's hand and asked in a deep voice.

Autumn leaves lowered her eyes and said, "The old lady eats and drinks as usual, but she doesn't rest well at night, and she always feels tired." ”

Du Yunluo's heart sank little by little.

That's the case with older people, she's old, she knows the rules, but ......

But it's too early.

Du Yunluo remembers very clearly that the year when Mrs. Wu passed away in her previous life was the spring of the twenty-ninth year of Yong'an, and there were still four or five years before now.

Mu Liankang did not come back in the previous life, Mu Lianxiao died in northern Xinjiang, and Wu Lao Taijun, who had experienced great ups and downs, was in good health, why did he go downhill early in this life? (To be continued.) )