Looking at the satisfied appearance of the two, Princess Jiarou interrupted, "Husband, I'm afraid I have forgotten, the old lady's sixtieth birthday is coming, and in a few days, we will have to leave for Beijing, and if we delay it any longer, I am afraid it will be too late." ”

Hearing this, Wen Sanye shook his head, "Mother's birthday is on the summer solstice, and it's only early spring, so it's still early." Even if it is delayed for another ten days and a half months, it will be too late. ”

"But ......" Princess Jiarou frowned slightly.

At the beginning of the words, he was interrupted, "Madame, don't think about it, your husband understands your thoughts, it is nothing more than to go back to fulfill your filial piety as soon as possible, and then help the sister-in-law and sister-in-law prepare a banquet, but I can't get rid of my husband's busy official business these days." ”

Looking at Mrs. Wen who wanted to speak and stopped, Wen Sanye took a step forward, grabbed Mrs. Waist, and said in a deep voice, "Filial piety is important, but if you marry and obey your husband, Mrs. should listen to her husband's arrangement." ”

"What the husband said is that the concubine will be arranged." Princess Jiarou is very submissive.

"There's no hurry." Wen Sanye raised his eyebrows and winked at his daughter, "Your mother is good at everything, but her temperament is too soft." ”

Hearing this, Wen Wan secretly rolled her eyes. Her father was afraid that he was blind, but except for her, it seemed that everyone in the world was blind, and they all thought that her mother was a weak and unassertive woman.

Princess Jiarou's eyebrows and eyes were crooked, and she said coquettishly, "Marry your husband, what the master says, what is natural." ”

Wen Sanye looked at the admiring face, his heart suddenly softened, and he was a little distressed, and there was a trace of guilt in the deepest part of his heart.

His wife is good anywhere, but she has done these three from the four virtues too well, and she used to be oppressed by her mother everywhere in Beijing, and she never complained. In the ten years he has been in Jiangnan, he has been for him everywhere, and he has never worried about family affairs.

"When I return to Beijing in the future, I can't be so submissive. If you are bullied, you must tell your husband. You must know that you are the third lady of my Wen Mansion, not the nineteenth princess who was bullied before. ”

Hearing this, the corners of Princess Jiarou's mouth pursed, tears fell down her cheeks, and the handkerchief covered her face to prevent people from seeing her sad appearance, and turned sideways to reveal half of her face with pear blossoms and rain, which was even more distressing.

"Don't talk about it, husband."

Wen Sanye was so moved that Mrs. Wen cried, but Wen Wan knew that her mother was too lazy to listen to her father's ramblings, and she had been together for more than ten years, but her father still didn't know her mother at all.

"Madame, rest assured, in recent years, the emperor has valued his father very much, and even the high-ranking Fu Guogong Mansion is also interested in befriending the Wen Mansion, and with the Wen Mansion here, he will definitely be able to protect you."

Princess Jiarou turned around, her teary eyes were hazy, "With a husband, the concubine is naturally at ease." ”

Wen Wan can't see her mother crying, even if she pretends to be, after all, she is not forced by life, who wants to play tricks.

"Mother, don't cry, don't you still believe Dad?"

Wen Sanye was also persuaded by the side, smiling gently, "Yes, madam." Don't you believe in the power of a husband? ”

As he spoke, he straightened his emaciated chest.

Princess Jiarou burst into tears and laughed, "The husband is standing up to the sky, with you, how can he ever worry about the concubine." ”

Wen Wan also pulled Wen Sanye's sleeve, and her voice was soft, "Daddy is the best." ”

"Haha, if you have a wife like this, what more can you ask for!"

Wen Sanye, who was dizzy by the mother and daughter, couldn't stop smiling on his face, holding his beautiful wife with one hand and his well-behaved and obedient daughter with the other, he only felt that no one in this world could be as happy as him.

Wen Wan also made fun on the side, "With a mother like this, this life is enough." ”

"Poof." Laughter suddenly rang out outside.

Mama Li glared at the ignorant maid before turning her head and asking with a smile, "Madam, do you want to pass the meal?" ”

Princess Jiarou looked at the maids and servants who were smiling outside, her cheeks were slightly red, she pinched a handful of soft meat on Wen Sanye's waist, and glanced at her coquettishly, shy and timid, which attracted Wen Sanye's eyes to be obsessed.

After a while, he coughed lightly and said, "Let's pass the meal." ”

After a while, the maids came in with a variety of dishes, and the rich delicacies filled the table, all of which were Wen Sanye's favorite dishes.

"Husband, try the Buddha jumping over the wall and see if it suits your appetite?" Princess Jiarou held the Gu in front of Wen Sanye.

Before he tasted it, Wen Sanye opened his mouth and praised, "Madame's craftsmanship is naturally the best." ”

Mama Li interjected beside her, "This is the cooking of the ingredients selected by the lady herself, and it is a good time, and it is just right for the master to go back to the house to eat." ”

Wen Sanye said tenderly, "Madame has worked hard, let the subordinates do this little thing, why bother Madame." ”

Princess Jiarou shook her head, "It's not hard." As long as the husband likes it, the concubine body will be satisfied. ”

Gently staring at the Gu in Wen Sanye's hand, her mother didn't even cook for her. Looking at the table full of light dishes, I can't help but feel a little aggrieved.

She seems to be very good at eating, and she has always liked to eat spicy dishes from Shudi, but her father can't eat spicy, so there is basically no oil and spicy food on the dinner table.

"Wan'er, why don't you eat?" Princess Jiarou frowned slightly.

Gently pursed her mouth, and pulled the white rice weakly, "I have no appetite." ”

Qiu Han of Bucai next to him, hesitated, "Is it cold?" ”

Princess Jiarou's face was not very good, and she said eagerly, "Qiu Han, go and call the house doctor." ”

"Yes." The autumn cold is going down quickly.

Wen Sanye put down the dishes and chopsticks, looked at his daughter with a pale face, and asked, "What's the matter?" ”

Before Wen Wan could speak, Princess Jiarou said helplessly and heartbrokenly, "Wan'er knows that her husband likes to eat lotus leaf porridge, so she wanted to go to Wangfeng Pavilion to take a look, but it is raining again today, probably catching a cold." ”

Wen Sanye was stunned, does he like to eat lotus leaf porridge?

"You girl, why are you so careless, the illness is just right, and it doesn't stop." Wen Sanye got up, touched his daughter's forehead, and frowned, "It's a little hot." ”

When the words fell, Zhihe, who was on one side, instantly felt a cold look fall on her, and her heart trembled.

He knelt on the ground with a puff, "Madam, it's the slave's fault, it's the slave who didn't take care of the young lady." ”

Wen Sanye looked at Zhihe, who was so frightened that his face turned pale, and frowned slightly.

"Forget it, get up, this matter has nothing to do with you, what is Miss going to do, where can you stop you as maids. Moreover, if the lady is kind-hearted, how can she bear to punish you? ”

Hearing this, Princess Jiarou retracted her gaze, her face was a little ugly, but it was fleeting.

Zhihe heard the forgiveness of the head of the family, but did not dare to get up, but knelt there in a proper manner.

Seeing this scene, Wen Sanye wanted to laugh a little, this girl was too stupid. Madame is reluctant to trample even an ant to death, how can she punish them, not to mention that Wan'er is not in good health and often has a fever, which is a common thing, what does it have to do with these maids. In the final analysis, it is Wan'er who is arrogant and arrogant, so that she will tire others and herself.

Princess Jiarou said to Zhihe in a gentle voice, "Get up." ”

Zhihe wanted to say something, but when she saw her lady's gentle and smiling eyes, she couldn't say anything, so she could only kowtow.

"Master Xie, Mrs. Xie."