The already suppressed coughing sound sounded in the room, He Frame clenched his fists and hid it slightly, lowering his eyes and waiting for the old marquis to speak.

"This is already the situation in the Hou Mansion right now. For the father to mistake you, although the king reuses my son, in the end because of the past. The He family, except for you, no one can enter the position of dignitary in the court. ”

The former Jiangyin Marquis had white temples, looking at his sister-in-law, who had been dragged down by asthma and had always had a bad complexion since the beginning of winter, his eyes were complicated and tired.

If it weren't for this son, the Hou Mansion would have died. Also because of him, the Marquis of Jiangyin, who was originally regarded as a confidant by the former king, has no bright future under the rule of King Huai.

I can't understand the cause and effect here, and I can't complain about him.

Who would have expected that the first king planned all his life, but in the end, it was in the hands of the Gu family.

The old marquis sighed secretly, waved his hand to add another charcoal basin, and placed it at the foot of He Frame. In the affairs of the court, he is powerless to intervene. It's just his sister-in-law's family affairs, but he can't afford to delay it any longer.

"Outside affairs, how do you deal with the prince, just remember not to forget your roots. However, the ancestors are incense, but you are not willful. Your mother goes early, and your father will decide this for you. These three noble girls, you have a good life to see, which one do you prefer. ”

Handing the booklet that had been recorded early into his hand, the old marquis's words have revealed a bit of majesty that cannot be disobeyed.

He opened the booklet when he heard this, and the first few times he was so interested in getting married. The eye waves glanced from right to left very quickly, apparently not paying much attention.

Only the plain gaze skipped in the middle column, and suddenly paused, and saw the word "Qin Fu", and his eyes were suddenly dark.

It's her! In his previous life, she was the woman he gave birth to.

The fingertips stroked and traced on the word "Qin", and the congratulatory frame was scattered in his eyes, and it faded away in an instant. Lazily leaned back into the circle chair, put one leg on his lap, raised his eyes, looked at the incense burner lit on the small table not far away, and in a trance, he seemed to see him in his previous life and rushed into the delivery room regardless of a qiē, only to see Jiang's last breath.

At that time, there was no more him in her eyes, and many people in the house, alone her, lay in a pool of blood in a cold and cold manner, and when she saw him rushing back, she was relieved, her face was painful, and she closed her eyes with all her might.

One glance, cut off, is not only the front edge.

He Jian felt a pain in his heart, raised his hand to his chest, and forcibly held back the cough that was about to rush out. After a long time, he took the booklet, left a sentence of "let me think about it for two days", and then got up and left.

Outside, the wind was cold, and the porch that had been swept not long ago was covered with a shallow layer of snow on the outer side. The old servant who was used to serving him saw the Hou Ye holding his clothes, slightly hunched his shoulders when coughing, and his thin figure, facing the faint light cast from the other end of the corridor, seemed to melt into the gray sky in the evening, which made people feel inexplicably sad when they saw it.

Master Hou, it's time to get married.

In the first month of the fourth year of Jiahe, the four girls' relatives agreed on less than half a month, and it was rumored in Beijing that the second daughter of the Marquis of Jiangyin and the Qin family had been together.

When the news reached the Guogong Mansion, the four girls pretended to be indifferent in front of them, and they also covered themselves in the quilt at night and cried secretly.

She knew that he had someone in his heart, and he never denied it, and even rejected her with this as a mouthful, saying that he didn't want to delay her. But now, the words are still in her ears, and the scar in her heart is not healed, but he has reversed himself and engaged to someone else?

Is this "not wanting to delay", or has he never looked down on her?

In Xishan Curie, the seventh girl got this letter and was silent for a long time. In the night, he nestled in his arms, and his fleshy little hands grabbed the back of his hand and broke his fingers one by one. There was a chatter without a match, and he looked up at him and sighed, "The fourth sister is afraid that she will feel uncomfortable again." ”

The man leaned over and kissed her eyebrows, his eyes shining with an inexplicable brilliance. Soft voice relieved, "Worry about it all day, take care of yourself first." With that, he stretched out his long arms, leaned sideways slightly, and kneaded her legs and feet, which were already a little swollen.

She just said casually, where it is true, it is rare to take care of other people's affairs. Recently, she was raised by him to be delicate, she leaned her neck against his neck socket, and was rubbed comfortably by him, so she hummed twice, holding her round belly, like a beaver who ate and flattered him in front of him, turning her white belly.

He looked in his eyes and smiled faintly. Seeing her ruddy face and eyes like autumn water, I loved it even more. grabbed her arm, raised his hand to stroke her sideburns, and said slowly, "It is estimated that the letter sent by Tyrone will arrive in two days at the latest." ”

Sure enough, her eyes lit up, and she instantly came to her senses. In less than a month, this should be ripe in the stomach. It's a pity that the road is far away, and in the Guogong Mansion, the rules must not be broken, and it is inconvenient for my wife to enter Beijing to accompany me. It's also good to be able to get a letter from home and talk about comfort.

The letter to the family that went first was written by him reminding her. This man's attentiveness and thoughtfulness, as always, is silent on weekdays. Only when the time comes, will one or two be revealed.

Thinking of his goodness, her heart was warm, she moved her body awkwardly, touched the knee of his right leg with her little hand, and said with a little worry, "Don't just care about training me, but your leg, what do you say?" ”

If he changed sides, in the cold winter and the coldest day, his leg injuries were easy to repeat, and she always took care of him. This age was an exception, and he wouldn't allow her to work because she was inconvenient.

She had doubts in her heart, afraid that he would hide it from her again, so she chose to say it well. I wanted to ask Master Guan to ask, but he was repeatedly stopped, only to say that he had already asked Guan Xu to see it when he was in the study, and he applied the needle, which was really fine.

I didn't want her to mention it now, and the light in his eyes flashed. While she was buried in her head and pressed his knees tentatively, she quickly lost her color.

His injuries will be well healed, far from being as inseparable from the medicated bath as he showed on his face. Only in the past, there was her, a petite person, worried, doing everything by herself, not fake. He was naturally happy to see her look precious, and let her fiddle with it.

In particular, she served the medicinal bath, during which there were many charms. She was teased by him, blushing with shame, dressed in water, and very lovely.

Now that she is heavy, he naturally can't bear to let her work too hard. So this errand of "serving the sick" fell on Guan Xu's head. Guan Xu took care of him, following a serious path, one is one, where is it necessary to be so complicated. The bad water in his stomach was only in front of her.

She saw that people were used to being powerful, and she was afraid that Guan Xu would be tired of being asked by her, so in the name of a safe pregnancy, she was ordered to recuperate and not see outsiders. Hearing her mention this matter again, he faintly had the posture of calling Guan Xu to ask, his eyes narrowed, he lowered his head and took her ear, and said vaguely, "Madam, rest assured." Guan Xu has seen it, he has already taken leave, and his family went to visit his mother, which can be regarded as celebrating the New Year in advance. ”

She knew that Master Guan's family was in Yanjing, and she heard him speak to him, and she believed that Master Guan was a person. In addition, it is not easy to understand that Lord Guan is a retainer of the Guogong Mansion, and it is rare to take a leave of absence, so he nodded, and was coaxed to sleep by him in a few words.

But he didn't know that the next morning, before dawn, Guan Xu was told by Gongsun that the prince would let him go. Lord Guan was speechless, why did he think that Gongsun's tone seemed to be urging?

The seven girls in this room were raised obediently by Master Gu. On the left prime minister's house, in the backyard house, Wen Liang frowned slightly, staring at the New Year's greetings sent by someone else, full of confusion.

Take out the silk juan that has been packed in a painting tube, untie the tie, and spread it out on the table.

The whole painting jumped into the eye, and I admired it for a long time. This picture of the spring hunting of the Son of Heaven is magnificent, the pen is delicate everywhere, and it is lifelike.

Wen Liang was at first amazed, and was impressed by the skill of the painter. However, after the tea effort, I thought about it carefully, and I felt that the painting was strange. With his chin in his hand, he straightened up and paced back and forth a few steps behind the desk. In the end, I couldn't understand it, and I wanted to go forward to find the sixth master to inquire, guessing that this painting was not given by the sixth master or the people under his account? In the end, he is gentle and not well-known in Beijing, and he does not enter the official career, and there is no good friend outside.

After tidying up, Wen Liang took the picture scroll and walked along the verandah to the front study. Before the person walked out of the courtyard gate, after a few steps, his feet suddenly stagnated. The two attendants who followed him had to stop in a hurry when they saw this.

But I saw that the gentleman somehow took a good step first, and in a blink of an eye, the demon seemed to be stunned, and he didn't care about it like this, without paying any attention to the manners, quickly took out the picture scroll, unfolded it with a bang, pressed it against the wall, stared at it, and saw it fascinating.

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Gu Shizi's belly is black, inside and out, different people, different treatment~~~ Xiaoqi is happy, what else, hey......

Renewed from now on. The Spring Festival is comfortable, thank you for still voting for this book! It's not convenient to use the Internet outside, and I haven't voted for a long time. The plot is coming to an end, and the layout of the prince will soon be revealed through the gentle mouth.