Leng Xiang looked at Leng Qingjiao, and felt uncomfortable in his heart. This was originally a pampered child, how flamboyant, but now that the Jin family has been assigned and Leng Qinglang is dead, this child doesn't know what to think in his heart.

He tried to persuade and gently patted Leng Qingjiao's shoulder: "It's okay if your sister is gone, it's a relief for her." ”

Leng Qingjiao lowered his head, hid the expression in his eyes, and said in a low voice: "What my father said is very true, and the child thinks the same way. ”

"This matter, no wonder your eldest sister, it's your second sister who is to blame."

Leng Qingjiao's hand in his sleeve curled up tightly, but he raised his face and smiled at Leng Xiang: "Father doesn't need to say much, Qingjiao understands things, don't blame the eldest sister." ”

Leng Xiang was very pleased: "It's good that you know, my father is worried, you have such a close relationship with Jin Er, you will listen to their nonsense." ”

"How so?" Leng Qingjiao denied it: "In the last case, Jin Er's cousin was also implicated, and he was finally free, and he didn't dare to make another incident, and he never said anything wrong in front of me." ”

Leng Xiang didn't know what to persuade again.

Leng Qinghuan had just returned to Chang'an, and Leng Qinglang chose to die so resolutely. Especially the eight big characters left on the tombstone are full of hatred and unwillingness, showing the outright hatred for Leng Qinghuan. He was afraid that Leng Qingjiao would be affected.

Since Qingjiao has already said this, he must be clear-minded, and in addition, he and Qinglang are also sisters and brothers, and it is human nature to send the last journey, so he nodded and agreed.

"It's a good royal event, we can't collide. You go and send your second sister, and when your eldest sister's happy event is done, we will bury her. ”

Leng Qingjiao hooked the corners of his lips, let out a low "um", and immediately took the order.

Leng Qinghuan woke up, and it was already three poles in the sun. The courtyard was quiet, and there was not even a movement. Usually, Xiao Yunche got up early and started to babble a long time ago.

Ma slipped up, and the subordinates waited to wash up, Chu Ruoxi came in from outside, smiling and groaning, with cunning.

The girl behind her was holding a tray with a bowl of white and bulging soup dumplings on it.

Chu Ruoxi handed her the chopsticks: "We have all eaten early, and I ordered the kitchen to order you a bowl of dumplings." ”

Leng Qinghuan was a little embarrassed: "Why do you bother my sister-in-law to bring it over in person?" ”

Now my sister-in-law is the hostess of the Prime Minister's Mansion, and she should be a guest.

"What's polite, fresh meat and shrimp stuffing, a bite and a pocket of oil, eat a little more, there will be guests in the house in a while, there will be a banquet at noon, and the banquet will be late, don't be hungry."

Yesterday, I heard Leng Qinghe say that my father's colleagues are going to the Prime Minister's Mansion to eat and drink, and there will be several tables. I don't know what the name is. However, yesterday the house was cleaned everywhere, and Zhang Luo was very careful, thinking that the guests should be very important.

Leng Qinghuan casually picked one up and stuffed it into his mouth. I spit out after taking a bite: "How is it raw?" ”

Chu Ruoxi slapped his face: "Do you want to get on the sedan dumplings, it's right to be born, it's good to have a few more." ”

Leng Qinghuan was stunned for a moment, only then did she understand that Chu Ruoxi was making fun of herself, and glanced at her: "It's not the big girl who gets on the sedan chair, what do you eat on the sedan chair dumplings." ”

Chu Ruoxi ordered the little girl to take the dumplings down, re-cook them and send them over. A mother-in-law with good hands and feet carried a comb box into the house, saluted Leng Qinghuan, and waited aside, very restrained.

Chu Ruoxi pressed Leng Qinghuan in front of the dressing table: "After a while, the guests from the house will come over, maybe they want to meet the princess, and they must dress up and dress up." ”

It's a guest, it's not a blind date, what am I dressing up? However, seeing that Chu Ruoxi is also wearing a brand-new outfit today, dressed up and festive, he doesn't feel surprised.

Leng Qinghuan did not refuse Chu Ruoxi's kindness, and obediently let the woman who combed her hair take care of her.

Chu Ruoxi couldn't stay in the house, looking anxious, and ran outside again and again. From time to time, people come to look for them, and they talk back to each other.

I don't know where the sacredness is today, as for the people who are so excited?

Leng Qinghuan used it too early here, and the mother-in-law helped her skillfully comb her hair bun, slightly apply fat powder, and the fragrant rouge smeared her face, and the petal-like cherry lips were dotted with lip grease, and there was a little more graceful and shy style between the eyebrows and eyes.

It's this powder, isn't it a little too thick? Makeup, a little too thick? A little too feminine? Moreover, this bun is also a bit quirky.

The people outside were busy running around, chattering, and it seemed to be very lively. Leng Qinghuan became more and more puzzled, and ordered her mother-in-law to stop, dusted off her clothes, and got up to go out to check it.

The mother-in-law tried to stop it, but she couldn't stop it. Doudou and Wang Ma and the others didn't know what they were busy with, so they didn't guard in front of them.

Everything is as usual, it doesn't look unusual, but when the people in the house see themselves, why do they all smile? And that smile is clearly meaningful.

When Xiao Yunche saw her, he ran over from afar, like a ball, jumping and jumping.

He was wearing a bright red trimmed brocade robe today, and even his little boots were red and bright. Although he is lined with pink carving, it is very good-looking. But if it's not a New Year's Day, why do you wear it so festively? It's like a big red lantern.

She tugged at the corners of Yun Che's clothes, with disgust: "Why are you dressed like this?" It's like a red envelope. ”

Xiao Yunche looked up, grabbed her hand, and sweated on the tip of her nose with excitement: "Uncle asked me to wear it, and said that I would marry a daughter-in-law in a while." ”

Leng Qinghuan pouted: "You are so young, why do you think about marrying so many daughters-in-law every day?" Can you afford it? ”

Xiao Yunche pinched her waist with one hand and grabbed her sleeve with the other, more like a round teapot.

"It's just Sister Leiyu, and it's not fun to play hide and seek. I want to marry a plate of daughters-in-law like the emperor's grandfather. Then, like my father, I trained them to fight on horseback, and I became a general. ”

Oh my God, what a tyrannical thing. Besides, your ambition is a bit underwhelming.

Your father made the delicate girl lose her handkerchief, and you let the family fight in a group, are you sure that you won't lift the Qiwang Mansion? Moreover, whose daughter-in-law is on the plate, when the number of dumplings?

Leng Qinghuan, who had never seen the emperor's old man flipping the brand, felt that Xiao Yunche used inappropriate words.

Moreover, she instantly felt that her son's education was a big problem. I'm afraid that this baby is going to grow crooked, should I take it in and teach my husband and children at home in the future?

Leng Qinghuan first looked at his own small teapot, it was very good-looking, whether he married a daughter-in-law or not, then wear it.

Raised his hand and twisted his little nose: "Look at how much your uncle will coax you to play and accompany you at home." ”

Xiao Yunche frowned: "But my uncle can't practice swords, so it's boring." Mother, when are we going home? I want to be happy. ”

Leng Qinghuan smacked his lips, the name Huanhuan, from his son's mouth, why did he feel so awkward? Moreover, he has been in the Prime Minister's Mansion for two or three days, why did Murong Qi calm down like this time and ignore himself and his children?

I thought that he would come to the Prime Minister's Mansion the next day to pick him up and take the child home.

Have you passed the tiredness and freshness of the first meeting? remembered that when the two first met, he couldn't wait to stay in front of him for thirteen hours a day, and he couldn't leave in the blink of an eye.

Really, love will disappear, right?

She pursed her lips, but before she could reply, she heard that there seemed to be a noise of drums outside, and there was a noise, drifting into the high walls of the Prime Minister's Mansion with the wind.