Xu Ying nodded.

At the beginning, she asked Shang Hu to send Ye Feng to Xu's house to Xu Yong, and it was also based on their intentions.

"It's only been three or five days, and maybe the letter is still on the way."

Yang nodded.

Here the waiter came to report that someone from the palace had come, Xu Ying then got up and went to the front hall, it turned out that the queen had sent some fish maw shark fin or something, and some pills suitable for pregnant women to take or something, as usual, there was some instructions.

Recently, because the crown princess gave birth to a little princess, the palace has long paid attention to the East Palace, and it is rare for the queen to remember her nephew and daughter-in-law in her busy schedule, Xu Ying has to be grateful.

After sending her away, she was about to go back to the room, but Xu Yong stopped her with her hand.

"I have something to discuss with you." He coughed. Then he looked around, and then continued: "What I told you last time, I want to propose to the Yuan family now, I don't know if you have anything to say?" ”

Xu Ying laughed: "What can I say?" Of course, it is happy that the mother's family is prosperous. ”

Xu Yong's cheeks were slightly red, and he also smiled, "That girl is a little brainless, and her temper is not small, but I think about it, I don't like any delicate ladies, but she is so vigorous and more suitable for me, so it's her." ”

Xu Ying laughed again: "Is it really just because it's suitable?" ”

Xu Yong paused, glanced at her, pursed his lips and smiled at her, and the peach blossoms outside the fence reflected his face as bright as spring.

Xu Ying's happy news made the house lively for several days.

In order to protect the unborn grandson, Prince Duan added another batch of people to Rongchang Palace, and officially transferred Su Jin to Xu Ying's side, ordering her to protect Xu Ying every step of the way.

Although Song Che felt that he had been deprived of a lot of benefits, he felt that he had become an abandoned child in the past few days. But when I thought that this kid would have to call him father in the future, I had to cheer up and wait for him again.

In the morning, he always had to accompany Xu Ying to finish breakfast before going out with confidence - of course, he said that he was accompanying him to eat, but in fact he was "watching and eating" most of the time.

For the first time, he knew that a pregnant woman could eat three bowls of rice and two bowls of soup at a time, plus a steamed pigeon, and that he was not as much as a big man, and he was hungry after a while. For the first time, he felt that he was fortunate to be born in a wealthy family. Otherwise, I'm afraid that his family will be empty for this girl.

However, she was warned by the doctor that if she ate too much, the fetus would be too big and it would be difficult to give birth in the future.

But what if you get hungry? That's just a matter of exercising.

So Song Che had another task in addition to accompanying her to eat, and every day when she came back, she had to take her around to eat.

People on the streets of the palace in the capital have often seen the prince and princess of the Duan's mansion hanging around hand in hand recently. The neighbors rarely see such a down-to-earth royal family, and Xu Ying is good at coaxing people, so she can often cheat the fried chestnuts with sugar or pickled bamboo shoots from the old women in the neighborhood.

She is so favored. Mrs. Wan naturally tasted it in her heart.

It has been more than ten years since she entered the mansion, and Prince Duan has not sent her a personal guard. This Xu Ying is out of the limelight.

But there was nothing to be done, as soon as the people sat there, the style of the princess of the palace came out, even if she was dressed in gold and silver, and her eyebrows were cold. It still looks like a side chamber with a lot of lust.

She vaguely recalled that she was favored when she was in her mother's house, and she didn't know how she had been a side room in the palace for so many years, but it was becoming more and more like a side room.

Mrs. Ning also sighed in her heart. But in the end, she is not as nervous as Wan's, and she is not as favored as Wan's. But there is also a sister who is the imperial concubine in the palace, and she also has a middle feed in her hand, she is more confident than Wan's, and she is not as a thorn in the side of the queen mother as she is, so naturally she is not worried about her future after the death of Prince Duan in the future.

The bustle and jubilation in the front hall did not seem to affect the Suiyin Hall.

In the afternoon when it rained, Gu watched the maids loosen the soil for the plantain in the corridor. Kyoshi was not suitable for planting plantains, but this plant survived because of the fact that it was watered well and that the roots of the tree were wrapped in layers in the middle of winter to keep out the cold.

In the moon cave window behind her, Song Kite was copying scriptures.

She had already copied the dozens of times Xu Ying punished her for the women's training, but in order to make her have a long memory, Gu Shi punished her thirty times.

And now, in fact, these thirty times are almost finished.

She looked out the window at the dripping eaves, and was a little distracted, and the golden light from the cumulus clouds fell on her face through the rain from the eaves, making her already fair face look transparent.

"You should also go to Rongchang Palace to have a look." Gu Shi didn't know when he walked to the window, looked at her and said. "If you marry in the future, you will have to rely on your sister-in-law Zhang Luo."

Song Kite's reverie was interrupted, and the gaze that moved to her face flashed a little rippling.

But the ripples were dim, and as she lowered her eyes, they became even deeper.

"Got it." She said. After another pause, he said, "Ming'er go." I'm going to go to my husband's house to hand in my homework. ”

The female teachers in the palace had their own residences two streets away from the palace, and they only taught the county lords every day. Because the palace has been lively recently, Prince Duan gave them a holiday, and the female teacher went back to the house.

Gu didn't say anything more, gathered his clothes, and went back to the room.

Song Yuan looked at the raindrops on the eaves for a while, then withdrew his gaze, lowered his head and put down the pen, glanced at the copied scriptures, and put them away.

The sun flashed behind the clouds, and then gradually disappeared, and the sky was overcast again, and the rain shrouded the back of Suiyintang, and everywhere the eye looked, it looked a little damp.

Beizhili Jingshi is rarely wet, but this rain has a lingering smell.

Song Yuan stood up, took a long flat box from the shelf and handed it to Cai Ping to hold, then tied a cloak, and walked out of the courtyard with his head half-hooked.

This kind of weather does not lift the sedan chair.

The carriage was very dry, looking out through the translucent veil window, the willows along the street, the spring flowers and vines appeared on the mottled walls from time to time, and even the roses sticking out of the head dyed the wooden windows red, and the world was full of vitality, making the world a little real.

She retracted her gaze, silently, and said to Caiping: "Go to Yunmen Temple." ”

So the carriage turned around at the intersection near the female teacher's mansion, and then went to the Yunmen Temple in the other direction.

In this weather, even the Buddhist temple seems to be exceptionally quiet, and the Sanskrit sound comes out through the ancient wall, and it is separated from the red dust into two worlds in an instant.

The temple is in the depths of the dwellings, the main offering Guanyin Bodhisattva, the incense is still prosperous, but the eyes are full of people.

She put incense in front of the Buddha and went all the way to the backyard.

The ancient temple is not big, and the rules are not so strict.

Along the way, there is the sound of Zheng Zhengqin, accompanied by the Zen sound of ancient bells, which makes people feel like stepping into another world.

――――(To be continued.) )