"Lord Wang, who is this sister?"

Jinhua was lying on his bed, thinking of the woman's question, and thinking about it, he didn't fight anymore.

Yes! Jinhua lowered his voice and roared. Almost immediately, the fan ran in.

"What's wrong, Miss? What's uncomfortable? Fan reached out and stroked her forehead.

Jinhua pulled up the quilt, covered her head, curled up her body, and didn't let her touch her forehead. Fan'er thought she was really sick, and she lost her temper, so she hurriedly ran to tell the second lady.

Not long after, Mrs. Qingyan led Yan'er to run.

"What's wrong? What's wrong? It doesn't matter."

Mrs. Qingwan tried to pull the quilt, but Jinhua twisted and refused, and finally opened a small slit, revealing a pair of beautiful eyes. After a while, a small furry head also squeezed out.

"Oooh!" Mrs. Qingwan was frightened by the fluffy little thing, and when she saw that it was a cute kitten, she suddenly became a girl's heart, and threw it up and played with it.

Meow! The kitten let out a milk sound and looked curiously at the woman in front of her who looked very similar to her owner.

"Mother! ......" Jinhua finally spoke.

"Mother is here! What's wrong? If you're uncomfortable, you have to say it. "Mrs. Qingxuan already knew that she was not unwell.

Mrs. Qingxuan looked at her with her head covered, smiled, waved her hand at Yan'er and Fan'er, and the two left the room.

"Say, there's no one here."

Jinhua sat up from the bed with a twist and pouted.

It took half a day to tell what happened in the Lin Wangfu in the afternoon.

It turned out that in the afternoon in Jingjin Mansion, Jinhua met a woman in pink, who was Mr. Sikong's cousin, named Qin Hongsleeve.

She lives with Mr. Sikong in her daily life and lives in King Lin's mansion. Although she has not yet married King Lin, this is already a sure thing.

But the woman, when she saw her, was not polite at all, obviously of the same age, but her sister and sister screamed from beginning to end, which made her so angry.

Especially, she looked at Jing Jin's eyes, both admiration and admiration, and a little affection, which made her unbearable the most.

But there was no way, who made her a relative of King Lin's staff, Jinhua couldn't help it, but she didn't think about it, the woman called her, she was so angry, she was angry with her, she was like a family.

That is, it seems that Jing Jin also has a share, how can such a direct provocation make Jinhua not angry? ! She was about to die of anger at the sound of a call.

Mrs. Qingwan listened, but she was not angry, and just covered her mouth and laughed for a while. Seeing that her mother was not facing her, but laughing, Jinhua became even more angry, rubbing her legs around on the bed.

"Okay, okay, my good daughter, what's the big deal, why bother to be like her." Mrs. Qingjia comforted.

"Mother's ......" Jinhua's coquettish long sound.

"Since I met it today, I think it's a good thing." Mrs. Qingwan stroked the kitten.

"Mother, where are you talking about this? Why don't you look at your daughter?! ”

Mrs. Qingwan looked at her and raised a hand to gently rub her cheek. "Silly boy, what an idiot."

Mrs. Qing Kai put down the little hair ball and let it play on the bed.

"Silly girl, have you ever thought about it, sooner or later you will have to share a husband with others."

Mrs. Qingyan's words shocked Jinhua.

"Mother, how can you say that?"

"Isn't that true?! You know that very well. Mrs. Qingxuan touched the little hair ball.

"Don't say that he is a prince, he is the son of an ordinary official family, and it will be a fact in the future. You need to be prepared. The mother looked at her daughter with pity. He is the prince, and in the future, before your wedding, the virtuous concubine will definitely send two girls who have a room in advance to warm the bed for him first. ”

Jinhua was completely dumbfounded when he heard this, a pair of big eyes stared at his mother in disbelief, and a pair of eyebrows gradually twisted into a ball.

"You actually know all of this, but, because of you two childhood sweethearts, you automatically choose to ignore them. The girl who has a room, the concubine, etc., will be indispensable in the palace in the future, rather than being overly infatuated, it is better to be psychologically prepared. ”

Mrs. Qingyan's words pierced her heart, and Jinhua felt so painful when she listened to it.

Yes, he is a dignified prince, and he will definitely be a group of concubines in the future, even if she is a wife, she can't stop this ancestral system of the heavenly family, as a member of the heavenly family, the branches and leaves, and the heirs are extended, which is a must, not something that she can shake as a little woman.

Although he understood this truth, in Jinhua's heart, he was still uneasy and indignant.

At this time, she would rather be an ostrich, burying her head deep in the ground and escaping reality.

Jinhua pouted in thought, and the little hair ball twisted and walked to her hand, rubbed it on her hand a few times, and then simply nested in her hand and fell asleep again.

Jinhua looked at its cute little appearance, matching his mood at the moment, it was simply angry and funny, but the expression on his face was struggling.

Mrs. Qingyan thought that her daughter couldn't accept this fact for a while, so she felt uncomfortable, so she comfortingly took her shoulders and let her lean on her arms.

"Don't be too sad, my mother thinks that the child of King Lin has done a very good job, my mother is a person who has come over, I can see that the child is a solid eye, and my heart is my precious daughter, I think that after your wedding in the future, he will not linger with other concubines, to you, you should know it,."

Jinhua nodded. Mrs. Qingxuan held her and swayed, in the past ten years, she often fantasized about her daughter just nesting in her arms, listening to her singing, baby.

Mrs. Qingyan cherishes the hard-won moment very much, and it is also the light of God, and she did not let her daughter marry before recognizing her ancestors and returning to her ancestors, otherwise she, as a mother, would have no chance to hug this daughter like this one day and today.

"But mother, I think Daddy, for you and your mother, are the same, impartial." Jinhua muttered.

Mrs. Qingwan looked down and touched her daughter's little face and smiled.

"If all the men in the world are like your father, then I'm afraid there will be no women who suffer because of infatuation."

"However, thanks to your aunt's open-mindedness and tolerance for me, after so many years, our house is safe and harmonious. I can't find a good woman like your aunt in the world, not jealous or resentful, but also for the blessing of my mother, to be able to marry a man I love. ”

Jinhua raised her head in her mother's arms, looked at Mrs. Qingxuan, and mentioned Zhu Xun, and the second lady's face flushed slightly, this is the shyness that only a little woman in love can have, she knows it.

"Mother, can you tell me the story of you and your father?"

Mrs. Qingyan was pushed back at first, but she couldn't stand her daughter's questioning, and still talked about their past when they were young.

Mrs. Qingwan said, Jinhua listened, there was sweetness and joy in it, and there was also worry when she was almost killed, Jinhua listened and listened, like the kitten in her arms, she fell asleep.

But Mrs. Qingxuan did not stop, when it came to the beautiful Chinese years, she was still a girl's heart, and she still remembered the heartbeat when she met Zhu Xun.

Talking and talking like this, saying that he was tired, he leaned on the side of the bed and dozed off slightly, but when Yan'er Fan came in to check, he found that the mother and daughter were asleep with a small hair ball.

When Yan'er went back to the room to get the quilt for his wife, Zhu Xun was waiting in Mrs. Qinghan's boudoir, and when he heard that the mother and daughter were sleeping together, he took the quilt and covered it for his wife.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw the mother and daughter nesting together, and an indescribable sense of happiness filled Zhu Xun's body, this is the happiness of Qi people, what more can a husband ask for?

The quilt pressed on Mrs. Qingxuan, but she woke up, saw that it was Zhu Xun, and smiled gently.

Zhu Xun also took the lead, hugged his second wife, and went straight to the bedroom, this night of spring supper is not to mention.

Jinhua slept until midnight, and was suddenly woken up by the sound of dada, maybe he had been in the palace for too long, and he was always alert when he slept.

I only heard someone outside the window folding their fingers popping up the window, and the moonlight reflected a black shadow on the ground through the veil.

Jinhua sat up vigilantly, grabbed the quilt hard, and secretly poked his little head out of the gauze tent to look at the window screen.

A tall and broad figure, and not long after, the figure flicked the window lattice a few times again.

Jinhua got up quietly, and suddenly held down a ball of softness, ah! With a scream, she quickly covered her mouth and tried not to make a sound.

The figure outside the window seemed to shake nervously, Jinhua's smooth feet stepped on the floor, and then gently grabbed the soft, small hair ball, she almost forgot.

Jinhua tiptoed into the small hair ball into the women's red basket, then picked up a handful of embroidery scissors himself, and then dragged his long bedclothes to the window.

"Who?" Jinhua lowered his voice and pretended to be a man's voice.

The figure took a half-step back, and after about a few seconds, he stepped forward again, knocked lightly on the window lattice three times, and whispered back, "It's me." ”

This voice seemed to be somewhat familiar, but the other party also lowered his voice Jin Hua didn't hear it too clearly, and the voice added another sentence, "Xing'er." ”

Jinhua breathed a sigh of relief, and the scissors that were originally in his hand also relaxed.

She stood up and opened the door to the terrace, and a cool breeze blew in, I don't know if it was too tight just now, or if the wind was too strong, she couldn't stand still, and her whole body collapsed.

The person who came in scooped her up, picked her up, looked around, roughly saw the location of the bed, walked over directly, and put her down gently.

The night breeze blew in through the door, and the light veil on the bed fluttered in the wind, which was a beautiful scene.

At this moment, the beautiful woman was only wearing a bedgown, her smooth jade legs were exposed, and she could see it in the moonlight.

"Didn't scare you, did you?" The man lowered his voice and asked quietly.

She shook her head, trying to find his eyes in the dark.

The man took one of her hands, the familiar softness, rubbing his thumbs, trying to say what he wanted to say and stopping, the atmosphere at this moment was too gentle, and he tried his best to restrain it.

"I didn't see your lantern, I was a little anxious, so I took advantage of the night to come to see you, I didn't want to wake you up, but then I thought, since I've come, why don't I see you."

Jin Hua moved towards the man, looked at the position, and the pink fist fell up, although to no avail, the man reacted very quickly, and quickly grabbed her small fist.

Both hands fell into the other's hands, and she struggled so much that she could only let him hold them.

"Red Sleeves is just staying in the mansion temporarily, and after a while, he will go out." The man got straight to the point.

Jin Hua was about to speak, only to hear a bang, she quickly hid behind him!