Murong Rongli looked at this battle, raised his head and took a sharp breath, and then he calmed down.

Chaohua carefully brought the water, the copper basin landed gently, and the water waves inside shook greatly, Chaohua's eyes were staring at the water waves, and he was relieved to see that not a drop had fallen.

The maid and the mother-in-law also breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that they had survived.

Murong Rongli was so relieved by them that he unconsciously became nervous, what kind of thing did he marry!

Mother Fan was worried that she would have to worry about it again after washing her feet, so she hurriedly spoke, "After washing your feet, young lady, you will call the slave at the door." The slave and the maid come and fall. ”

"Okay."

Fan's mother took the maid out at this time, and when she came to the door, she couldn't help but glance back, Xindao Gongzi should find a careful and thoughtful daughter-in-law, looking for such a person, I don't know who takes care of whom, hey.

The door was gently closed, the breeze blew, and the candle flame flickered slightly.

Chaohua took off his long coat, rolled up his sleeves, and squatted down to wash his feet.

Murong Rongli looked at her without blinking, remembering that this girl was used to dancing with knives and guns, and she didn't know anything about the trivial things of life, which was really surprising.

He also witnessed another side of her, and he had a headache.

It seems that such a daughter-in-law is destined not to be able to enter her father's eyes, so they still have a long detour to go in the future.

"Feet!" Chaohua bent his hand and motioned for him to lift his feet.

Murong Rong leaned back, put the scroll in his hand on the stool, and slowly raised his feet.

Chaohua wanted to help him take off his shoes, but the next moment, Murong Rongli retracted again.

"Otherwise, I'd better do it myself." Anyway, Dad isn't there, so I can't see it.

"I'll do it anyway. Sooner or later, these little things have to be learned. ”

"Who told you to learn. You are now the young lady of Murong Mansion, and this kind of work of serving people naturally does not need to be learned. Get up, I'll come by myself. ”

"No, I want it." Chaohua is also very stubborn, there is nothing wrong with serving her husband to wash her feet, she has to do something, otherwise she will always feel very uneasy in this family.

Hey, after thinking about it like this, I suddenly wanted to go back to the Night King's Mansion again, and it was much easier to stay by Miss's side.

Probably the young lady is also from a civilian background, and she treats people amiably and casually, so there are not so many rules.

But on second thought, the young lady was much more capable than her.

The temperament of His Royal Highness the Night King of her family, she has been in the Night King's Mansion longer than the young lady, but every time she sees the Night King, she is a little touched.

But the young lady can chase the Night King, but she is not better than her.

The two argued for a while, and Murong Rongli's foot accidentally kicked on the copper basin, kicked over the water, and the whole basin of water fell on Chaohua's body, and the ground was wet.

Chaohua was startled, and suddenly, she sat on the ground unsteadily, supporting her body with one hand, but she was propped up in a puddle, and when she raised her hand again, her hands were full of dust and her clothes were dirty.

Outside, Jing Bai and Fan's mother glanced at each other, hesitating whether to go in, Fan's mother shook her head violently, and Jing Bai endured it.

After the night, Lord Murong and his wife were already sitting in the front hall, and breakfast had been spread.

When Master Murong thought of the identity of this bride, and thought of the days to come, he suddenly felt that the fritters in his hand were not fragrant.

Mrs. Murong Cen looked out from time to time, she was looking forward to this morning's scene, and couldn't wait to see the sweet and sweet appearance of the little two, the fritters this morning were so fragrant.

Mrs. Murong picked up the fritters that Master Murong put down and took a big bite of them.

Old Master Murong sighed, and after swallowing the words to his mouth many times, he finally decided not to speak.

"Coming, coming, master, madam, son and young lady are here." The magpie came in to report.

Mrs. Murong hurriedly threw down the fritters, wiped her oily hands twice at will, and asked Mother Zhang, who was waiting closely, to bring in her daughter-in-law's tea, and she and the man sat down on the chair of the first prince.

Being a mother-in-law for the first time, Mrs. Murong felt a rare nervousness in her heart, touched her headdress and straightened her clothes, thinking that she had also walked like this twenty years ago.

The only difference is that she is from a large family, and marrying a side branch of the Murong family is considered a low marriage.

However, no matter how low the marriage is, after all, it is necessary to become a member of someone else's family, in order to be able to integrate into one, it is naturally cautious, so that she trembles, and the tea is trembling, but fortunately, she has a good husband and good in-laws.

The past is vivid, and after many years of daughter-in-law becoming a mother-in-law, Mrs. Murong suddenly burst into tears.

"Madam, don't cry, you, you, this is ......" Master Murong couldn't understand what Mrs. Murong was crying about, as soon as she cried, he was worried, hurriedly stood up, and went around looking for a handkerchief.

At this time, the magpie came to hug him again, "Master, the son and the young lady have arrived." ”

"Keep them waiting!"

Lord Murong snorted anxiously.

The magpie looked dazed, but still obediently replied.

Mrs. Murong stopped her, "Don't listen to the master, go and call them in." ”

Mrs. Murong wiped herself and beckoned the man to sit down.

Master Murong was inexplicable, how could this woman's tears come and say that they were no, "Then do you still want a handkerchief?" ”

"No!"

"Done!" Master Murong straightened his clothes, put his hand on the armrest, and straightened his back, and then ordered someone to invite people in.

Mrs. Murong couldn't help but smile when she saw that her man was more nervous than herself.

……

Chaohua glanced at Murong Rongli, because on the way here just now, Murong Rongli had persuaded her to relax many times, so she couldn't say anything more, so she could only secretly calm down.

The magpies were a little surprised when they came to invite them.

The hand holding the teacup trembled slightly, and Chaohua opened his mouth with difficulty, "Dad, please use tea." ”

"Hmm!" Master Murong stretched out his hand to take it, and glanced at Chaohua through the tea.

I had heard of the fierceness of the people in the Night King's Mansion before, and she was a female guard, knowing that this girl was fierce, he thought that he would be disrespectful to his father-in-law, but now he saw a little cramped and uneasy, thinking that he still respected himself a little, so he felt a little more comfortable.

Master Murong took a sip of tea and raised his hand to give a red envelope.

Chaohua accepted the red envelope and gave tea to Mrs. Murong.

Mrs. Murong was very satisfied with her, and thought that she would reluctantly accept this marriage in order to please her son. Now it seems that he really likes it, and he gave the red envelope and said a lot of words, so that the two of them sat down for dinner.

Chaohua also thought that with Master Murong's temperament, he would take the opportunity to set rules for herself at this time, and she was still thinking about how to deal with it.

But I didn't expect that Master Murong didn't say anything, and Mrs. Murong didn't say anything, and a daughter-in-law's tea was honored in a blink of an eye.

Wait, isn't it that the Murong family's gatehouse is full of people and Ding Xingwang, and the other elders don't need to be respected?

Chaohua looked at Murong Rongli.

Murong Rongli knew what she was thinking, but there were some things she couldn't say, so she only helped her up, sat down to eat, and only briefly revealed a little when she left the table after the meal.