"It's beautifully written, isn't it? Husband." Qin Juan saw that Yang Qing was pinching the invitation card and didn't let go, staring at it vigorously, and couldn't help but get angry.

"Hmmm......"

"Isn't it fragrant?"

"Hmm...... Yes? Yang Qing suddenly came to his senses, "No, no, no, no, it's not fragrant." ”

"Then you still hold it!" Qin Juan's willow eyebrows were upside down, and she stood up suddenly.

"Oh, just let it go!" Yang Qing was so frightened that he hurriedly let go, the invitation was quite weighty, and it fell to the ground lightly with a "pop".

Qin Juan suddenly smiled charmingly, walked to Yang Qing lightly, and bent down to pick up the invitation.

Yang Qing was so frightened that his body involuntarily shrank into the chair.

"Husband, which confidante is this who asked you to release the boat in Qujiang?" Qin Juan narrowed her eyes, and Xiang'er and the bell on the side also pricked up their ears.

"That...... That's what I told you last time...... Miss Li Yaxian of Minghequ. Yang Qing didn't dare to hide it, "But we really don't have anything!" I...... I don't know why she sent the invitation......"

Qin Juan already knew who sent the invitation, and most of Fang Cai's demeanor was to show Yang Qing. Seeing her husband so honest, Qin Juan smiled sweetly: "It turned out to be her, presumably because her husband snubbed others last time, and she is still worried about my husband." ”

Yang Qing laughed dryly twice, not daring to talk.

"Husband, the etiquette is so thoughtful, it's not good to shirk, why don't you take a few of our sisters to see it tomorrow?" Qin Juan looked at Yang Qing expectantly, and wanted to see what kind of romantic person this Miss Li was.

"No way!" Yang Qing flatly refused.

Seeing that Qin Juan's big eyes were wide and round, and she was about to have a seizure, Yang Qing hurriedly explained: "There will be military affairs tomorrow, really!" Juan'er, have you forgotten? The royal family wants to visit the garden and hunt in the East Garden, and Jian Yuwei is a pro-army guard, and he has to take on the heavy responsibility of guarding the garrison...... You're going to enter the palace too! ”

Qin Juan then remembered that tomorrow she would give the dress skirt designed by Yang Qing to the concubine Niangniang who wanted to wear it in the Daming Palace, I don't know if Aunt Luo drove out the finished product, and I didn't go to see it today, if I can't take it tomorrow, it's not good, it's all this Li Yaxian's trouble!

Immediately, Qin Juan pursed her mouth: "Okay, okay, don't joke with your husband." I have to get up early tomorrow, and I have to go to Aunt Luo's place to have a look. Xiang'er bells, serving husbands to change clothes and bathe, and resting early after dinner. ”

"Are you kidding?" Yang Qing watched Qin Juan disappear outside the door in a daze, and cast his puzzled eyes on the other two little accomplices.

"Husband, my sister is playing with you. I heard that Miss Li is a famous talented woman, and her husband's words can make her heart break so much, and our sisters' faces also shine! Look at the husband scared! Cluck! Xiang'er smiled and said the reason, and the bell was happy.

Yang Qing was directly petrified, and his face was still bright?

According to common sense, although today's Datang is open, it is still an out-and-out patriarchal society. Merry people have always been praised, what is merry? Going to the brothel of the Qinglou to talk with the courtesans about poetry, Taoism, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, is naturally a manifestation of romance. How many great writers and poets of the Tang Dynasty did not leave masterpieces related to Qinglou? It is even more face-saving to be able to marry a well-known Qing talented woman as a concubine.

Besides, don't say that Yang Qing just went to talk about it, even if he really had a time with Li Wachunfeng, Qin Juanxiang'er's wives and concubines couldn't say anything, jealousy was a rule of seven. Qin Juan grew up in a high-ranking family, so she naturally understands these rules, and the main reason why she staged some real or false jealousy dramas from time to time was Yang Qing herself.

Qin Juan, who also aspired to be a good wife and daughter-in-law who was docile and humble before marriage, soon discovered Yang Qing's difference. That is respect for women, respect for wives. There are too many differences between his husband's temperament and the men he has been exposed to since he was a child, he cares about his wife's feelings, and even cares about the feelings of slaves and maids, he never hides his love, and he is eager to be shown the love of the people around him. While rejoicing in her good fortune, Qin Juan naturally did not skimp on her emotional exposure. She doesn't care if she was influenced by Yang Qing, Qin Juan only knows that this kind of life is really happy, she just wants to be so happy forever.

Lan Xin was not happy at all.

Tomorrow is the Shangsi Festival, and there is already jubilation inside and outside the palace, as if no matter who it is, they are looking forward to the arrival of this festival. His sisters prepared beautiful and novel costumes early to compete for beauty, and his brothers were ready to win the championship in the spring hunt in Dongyuan; Hundreds of officials in Beijing can participate in the banquet held in Jingzhao Mansion, and the princes and ministers can board the royal dragon boat to swim in the Qujiang River; The long banquet set up by Chang'an and Wannian counties for the magistrates will definitely stage an annual luxury competition; Even the ladies were allowed to wear their earrings and hairpins on this day, and the chamberlains were given meals from the emperor.

And all this seems to have nothing to do with himself.

I don't know what Yang Qing is doing? Will he enter the palace tomorrow? The Jinpa in Lan Xin's hand turned over and twisted over, changing all kinds of painful postures, silently protesting against the boredom of the master.

Looking at herself in the bronze mirror, Lan Xin seemed to be looking at a stranger, the beauty in the mirror had blank eyes, her face was pale, and a wisp of sorrow between her eyebrows gathered and did not disperse, converging into two shallow wrinkles, as if she had been coiled for years.

Xiao'e quietly walked behind Lan Xin: "Princess, rest early." I'm going to visit the garden tomorrow, but I'm tired. You haven't eaten much at night, so why don't you get some snacks from the slave? ”

Lan Xin shook her head slowly: "No need, I have no appetite." You go down first, and I'll sit down later. ”

Xiao'e sighed faintly in her heart, stared at Lan Xin's thin shoulders for a long time, and finally couldn't hold back: "Yes." You better rest early, I heard that the garden will be very lively tomorrow, people come and go, and it will be inappropriate to be in good spirits and poor etiquette. There is still a spring hunt in the afternoon, and the slave and maid will not be able to accompany you. However, I heard that this year's Praetorian New Army Jian Yuwei is on duty on duty, so there shouldn't be anything wrong. ”

Lan Xin's eyes lit up, and she quickly turned around: "This year, it's Jian Yuwei?" ”

Xiao'e didn't dare to let Lan Xin see her expression, and hurriedly lowered her head: "Yes, the slave maid listened to what Deng Da on the curfew." ”

"Hmmm! I see, there you go. Lan Xin's voice was noticeably lighter.

"Yes."

"Hey, wait!" Xiao'e was just about to turn around when she heard Lan Xin stop her.

The beautiful Tang princess's eyes were rolling and her face flushed: "I'm hungry." ”