Wen ignored He Shiqing's coldness and said: "The noble concubine still favors you the most, there are so many sisters in the house, now, who can compare to you!" ”

He Shiqing smiled faintly.

Wen's words changed sharply, and he said: "As soon as you sealed the decree, the old lady hurriedly put the son of the merchant girl on the family tree, it doesn't mean that she wants to record him in your name!" ”

He Shiqing suddenly answered, "He is on the genealogy of the Guogong Mansion, what does it have to do with me?" ”

Wen secretly bit his lip, and then said: "You and I are cousins, since we should be the same to the outside world, you are good, I am good, I am good, I am good to help you." ”

He Shiqing still smiled faintly.

Wen Shi saw that she didn't eat oil and salt, and it was not easy to say it too bluntly, so he found an excuse and went to find someone else.

He Shiqing sneered in her heart, "Is it really stupid for me?" No one knows the calculation in your heart, the original mechanism was exhausted, and now the bamboo basket deserves to fetch water. ”

Thinking that the Wen family played her as a monkey and caused her to be blamed by Chuanlang, He Shiqing was angry.

And for Qin Daochuan's warning, he couldn't tear his face with the Wen family, and his heart was panicked.

In order to keep her from falling behind Lu Ruoshu, the concubine Niangniang preemptively let her occupy the position of the fate, and it didn't make her feel much better.

Because Chuan Lang hadn't been to her for a long time, she found a lot of excuses to get close to him, but he was always faint, not far or close, so she couldn't do anything.

The merchant girl became pregnant and gave birth to children one after another.

At this time, a servant girl came to convey the message, and the mother sought her to speak.

When He Shiqing thought of what her mother would definitely ask later, she felt that her head was as big as a basket.

Sure enough, I still didn't dodge.

He Shiqing couldn't say anything, Qin Daochuan was now indifferent to her affairs, and could only be perfunctory.

"How's your letter now?" Mrs. He asked.

He Shiqing replied: "It's still the same as the month before." ”

When Mrs. He heard this, she sighed and said, "I'm surprised, I've tried all the methods, why can't I see it?" ”

He Shiqing couldn't hold back any longer, tears were like beads, dripping down.

The mother and daughter hesitated in Mrs. He's house for a long time, but they didn't come up with a good solution.

In the right courtyard of the West Mansion, Ruoshu was pleading with Aunt Lan, "Aunt Lan, let me go out of the house, I promise to return in two hours." ”

"No, you haven't been out of confinement yet, how can you get there?" Aunt Lan said with a firm attitude.

"Aunt Lan, I've been lying in bed for fifty days, and I'm already out of the moon." Ruoshu said without giving up.

"Ninety days, not a single day. I can do anything else by you, but Aunt Lan can't do it with you. Aunt Lan said.

Ruoshu lay down helplessly, his eyes empty.

The last time I was confined, it was cold, and I was not too sad to sit in bed, read books, write, and write.

This time the weather is getting hotter and hotter, how to lie down.

can only have a war of words with Aunt Lan every day, and live a dry life.

Xianya and Zhongzhan were taken to Xuanwei Hall by the old lady early every day, and were not sent back to the right courtyard until they fell asleep.

Later, after a few days of rain, the old lady refused to put it back until today.

Ruo Shu was reluctant in his heart, but when he thought of the old lady's licking of the calf, he didn't care.

In Xuanwei Hall, the old lady looked at the two grandsons happily, and the child's every move could make her happy.

Just as Qin Daochuan came to ask for peace, the old lady pulled Qin Daochuan and said: "Chuan'er, Zhan'er is becoming more and more like Grandpa Guo, her eyebrows, eyes, and face are all like each other, even your fingers." ”

Qin Daochuan was naturally happy to see his grandmother so happy.

looked at the babbling daughter and the ignorant son, and the corners of his mouth couldn't contain a smile.

Out of Xuanwei Hall went directly to the right courtyard, Ruoshu was drawing a style drawing, and only glanced at him.

Qin Daochuan saw that she seemed to be in a bad mood, and he had a heart in his heart, so he sat next to her, and after receiving Lan Zhi's tea, he quietly watched her paint.

Ruo Shu painted very carefully, the composition was cumbersome, there were houses, there were courtyards, and they were connected together in twists and turns, and the more Qin Daochuan looked at it, the more interested he became.

The two of them just like this, you draw and I see, and stay together quietly until Aunt Lan arranges dinner.

There were two meals on the table, and in front of Qin Daochuan was fried shredded pork with green onions, hot and sour lotus roots, and old ginger pork liver and green vegetable soup. In this kind of weather, there is an appetite at a glance.

In front of Ruoshu was a small cup of cordyceps chicken soup, a small piece of steamed sea bass, and a plate of fried vegetables.

When Ruoshu saw it, he complained: "Aunt Lan, I don't eat this, I want to eat that." ”

Aunt Lan immediately continued: "How can you eat spicy food in your confinement?" Obedient, just this small cup of soup has been boiled for a day, the taste is just right, drink it while it's hot, it's fishy when it's cold. ”

Ruoshu still didn't give up and said: "Then this fish is grilled!" Just sprinkle a little salt and peppercorns, no need to put chili peppers. ”

Aunt Lan said with a normal face: "The most baked thing is on fire, if it is hot today, how to make it." Drink the soup quickly. ”

Qin Daochuan saw her drinking reluctantly, so he couldn't help laughing and only ate silently.

After dinner, Qin Daochuan waited until Ruoshu was ready to rest before leaving the right courtyard and preparing to go back to the study.

Around the corner, He Shiqing stood quietly in the night, her eyes were wandering, she was dressed in a sky-blue dress, and her hair was faintly shining with pearls, like a fairy in the Moon Palace.

When Qin Daochuan saw her, he felt inexplicable pressure in his heart, breathed a long sigh of relief, and slowly walked over.

He Shiqing waited for him to approach and said softly: "Chuanlang, I have prepared a supper, and I want to enjoy this moonlight like water with Chuanlang." ”

Qin Daochuan saw the expectation in her eyes and nodded silently.

When He Shiqing saw that he answered, she happily snuggled up and dragged him to the left courtyard.

One night, He Shiqing played the piano and chanted poetry again, Qin Daochuan sat quietly there and watched her, everything seemed to return to the beginning of their new marriage.

After late at night, the two rested, and He Shiqing silently recited Aunt Mei's words in her heart, very eagerly, but unfortunately Qin Daochuan did not do what she wanted, and still made a hasty account.

The two men lay on the bed, each pretending to be asleep.