The disturbances of the outside world did not affect the tranquility of the Su family's courtyard.

Su Zhiyuan stayed in the study as usual to study, and the people in the small courtyard walked quietly.

The sound of horses' hooves sounded outside the courtyard and stopped at the gate of the Su family's small courtyard.

"Knock Knock"

Su Yi walked to open the door and was surprised when he saw someone coming: "Shopkeeper?" ”

The shopkeeper of Buzhuang smiled and groaned: "Is Mrs. Su at home?" Last time, the clothes that Madame ordered in our cloth village were ready. ”

"Yes, please be in the shopkeeper."

The young man of the cloth village carried boxes of gifts from the carriage into the hall.

"A small thank you gift, not a tribute. This time, thanks to Madame's flower style, the business of my cloth shop can be so good," the shopkeeper handed over a fine wooden box, "Inside are the clothes ordered by Madame, you can see." ”

Banxia opened the box and looked at the clothes inside: "It is worthy of being the best cloth village in the capital, it is really a good craft, much better than what I drew on the drawings." ”

The two praised each other, and the shopkeeper got up and said goodbye: "Don't bother the contemptible people, Madame has a good-looking style next time, and you can give priority to our cloth village." ”

"Definitely, definitely."

Mama Su went to the room with Banxia with the wooden box.

Banxia arrived in the room and couldn't wait to pick up the new clothes and gesture to his body.

Mama Su exclaimed: "Madam, this is the style of clothes you came up with a few days ago?" The slave maid had been in the capital for many years, and she had never seen such beautiful clothes. ”

Banxia's apricot eyes lit up, and she closed the door: "It's okay at home, I'll try these new clothes." ”

Mama Su was afraid that she would freeze in the middle of the summer, so she didn't hesitate to burn the charcoal fire.

When the house is warm, Banxia starts to try on clothes.

The little county lord of the Jin Palace's mansion is also trying on new clothes.

Xiao Yan'er lifted the hem of her skirt, circled to the left, circled to the right...

turned around and threw herself into the arms of Princess Jin: "Mother, the skirt is beautiful~"

The princess smiled and nodded Yan'er's nose: "Then tomorrow Yan'er will wear beautiful new clothes to meet her grandmother." ”

Yan'er's milk voice was milky: "I miss my grandmother." ”

Early the next morning, the Royal Palace.

Princess Jin took Yan'er's hand and walked on the palace path.

The mother and daughter are both apricot breast-length skirts, wearing orange gowns, and the skirts are covered with a layer of tulle.

And the way the two of them wear it is also very novel, the clothes are roughly similar, only the subtle differences are there.

The two figures in the palace, one big and one small, one beautiful and one delicate, walk together, and it is very warm to look at.

Yaohua Palace.

Concubine Mei knew that they were coming, so she was waiting for them in the side hall early.

Yan'er was at the door, and when she saw Mei Guifei, her little short legs ran over quickly, hugged her, and raised her head: "Grandmother, Yan'er misses you~"

Princess Jin Fushen: "See the mother concubine." ”

"My family is polite, sit down and talk to the old woman," Mei Guifei finished speaking, bowed her head and touched Yan'er's little head lovingly: "Grandmother also misses Yan'er." ”

Concubine Mei noticed the clothes worn by her daughter-in-law and granddaughter, which was quite novel.

"Back to the mother, this is the new clothes from the Splendid Cloth Village, and the daughter-in-law and Yan'er are wearing parent-child clothes."

Concubine Mei was surprised: "This is the first time that this palace has heard this statement." ”

Princess Jin explained what a parent-child outfit was, and Concubine Mei nodded: "The person who can come up with this idea is a smart and clever person." ”

Yan'er nestled in Concubine Mei's arms, her eyes blinking and sweeping the food on the table.

When Mei Guifei saw it, she chuckled: "You little gluttonous cat, are you looking for food again?" ”

Yan'er pitifully clutched her stomach: "Grandmother, hungry~"

Mei Guifei smiled: "Grandmother prepared Yan'er's favorite pastry!" ”

Yan'er's eyes lit up, she looked around, didn't find the plum blossom cake, and was aggrieved: "Grandmother lied." ”

"The delicious food is not here, let Mama Mingyue take you there," Mei Guifei glanced at the mama behind her: "Mingyue, take the little county lord down to eat." ”

"Yes, sissy." Mingyue stepped forward, picked up the little county lord and went out.

In the blink of an eye, there were only two people left in the hall, Concubine Mei and Princess Jin.

The breeze was astringent, and the hall was very deserted.

In the past, Yaohua Palace was the existence of jealousy of women in the palace, and Concubine Mei was also the object of envy and envy of everyone.

How beautiful it used to be, how many people are watching jokes now.

Mei Guifei's face was pale, she had no strength in her body, and leaned on the back chair.

Princess Jin stepped forward to help her and looked worriedly: "Mother." ”

Concubine Mei waved her hand: "The palace is fine." ”

"The concubine doesn't have to think too much." Princess Jin consoled.

"The body of this palace is becoming more and more useless, and I don't know how long it can last," Mei Guifei looked at Jiang Mike, "This palace will protect you for a day in one day, but this palace can't protect you for a lifetime." ”

Concubine Mei looked at Princess Jin fixedly: "Ke'er, the mother concubine knows that you and Cheng'er have been childhood sweethearts since childhood, and they are in love, and you have always been the only one in Cheng'er all these years, and you have not accepted side concubines or concubines." ”

Concubine Mei paused: "Now, Cheng'er is twenty-five years old, and there is only one child under her knees. ”

Jiang Mi is gloomy, she has been married to her husband for four years, and having no children is a pain in her heart.

In the past four years, the husband has not blamed.

This is also the first time that the mother has mentioned the matter of the heir to her.

She suppressed the sourness in her heart, but the words of taking the initiative to accept the concubine for her husband were choked in her throat and couldn't say anything.

……

Now that King Zhou and King Qi are fighting fiercely, King Jin is much weaker than him, and the most important thing is that King Jin has no children.

Don't talk about sisters-in-law, not even concubines.

Concubine Mei Guifei didn't continue this topic: "I heard in this palace that the concubine who is interested in General Anton wants to use her in-laws to win over General Anton. ”

Jiang Mike frowned: The daughter of General Anton! Huang Bingqing?!

Concubine Mei looked at Jiang Mike's eyes fixedly: "This palace heard that your brother, Jiang Nanfeng, happened to be in the year of the weak crown, and he had outstanding literary talents, and he has not yet married a wife." ”

Jiang Mike is very frank: "Now the family is looking at each other, and among them is the daughter of General Anton." ”

"If this marriage can be promoted, it will also be very helpful to Cheng'er."

"In a few days, my brother will hold a weak crown ceremony, and my daughter-in-law will go back to her parents' house by the way."

After talking for a long time, Concubine Mei's face became more and more pale.

Jiang Mike helped her into the dormitory: "Mother, you have a good rest, and your daughter-in-law will come to see you next time." ”

Mei Guifei's voice was weak: "Okay." ”

Princess Jin walked around this palace today, and there was an instant boom of "parent-child outfits" in Beijing.

Buzhuang's business is getting hotter and hotter, and the income has doubled, and the shopkeeper smiles and squints.

Some people rejoice, some people are sad.

Luo Xue was sitting in the room at the moment, picking up the recently popular parent-child clothes in Beijing, and thinking carefully:

She didn't know the style of this dress, but the statement of this parent-child dress was clearly unique to that era, could it ......

The more Luo Xue thought about it, the more uneasy she became: "Peony." ”

Peony heard the young lady's urgent cry and pushed the door open.

"You go and inquire, who came up with the idea of the parent-child outfit that is prevalent in Beijing?"

"Yes, miss."