The early morning sun walked into the spacious master bedroom through the gauze curtains, and the luxurious and charming inner room was full of light and shadow, and a faint warmth came in, and Qing'er got up and was about to call the magpie.

King Jin dodged and lifted the curtain, "Wake up, let the kitchen make a few snacks for your husband." "Dressed only in a white shirt, apparently not long after getting up.

"The old lady sent the Liuzhu from the house over, and the people are outside, whether to stay or not, it is up to the lady to decide."

Qing'er's long black and shiny hair like brocade is only tied up with a dark purple hairpin, and it is still radiant without powder, and it is beautiful to make people's chests feel a sense of love. King Jin sat aside, staring blankly, the indifference of the floating and earthly supremacy, every time I think of it, my heart hurts, if Murong Qian had not made a private decision with King Li, he would have missed this little woman, think about it, how monstrous remorse it should be.

Liuzhu's slender figure stood in the lonely and solemn courtyard, not in a hurry or impatient, and stood for two hours, without the slightest impatience on his face, but his face was slightly pale.

Grandmother cares about her and will not put someone close to her to take care of her for no reason, the only possibility is that grandmother notices that there is an untrustworthy person around her, who will it be? Turning around and staring at the fox fur shawl on the edge of the cabinet, "Magpie, didn't I say that I would give you something that my second aunt gave me yesterday?" Why are you still here? ”

The room was silent, only the sound of the mother and the little girl bowing their heads and the sound of the wind blowing through the leaves, and the joy opened and closed its mouth, but finally failed to make a sound.

Qing'er smiled in her eyes but didn't reach the bottom of her eyes, joy was also a person who shared her suffering, she never thought about it or made her eyeliner, "Mr. Mo is there?" ”

Mo Bao entered the door and greeted the prince first, and stood aside in a proper manner, "Princess, what do you command?" ”

"Take that fox fur, wet it with water, filter the water and soak it in a silver needle."

Without waiting for Mobao to make a move, the magpie slumped in front of her feet, and a trace of ruthlessness flashed in King Jin's deep eyes, "Pull it down, kill it." "Whoever dares to touch the woman she loves, must have the courage to accept his return gift.

"Wait, I'll make my own decisions."

"For my husband, I will go to the front hall and wait for you to have breakfast." Mo Bao followed the King of Jin.

"Liuzhu, come in, the rest of the people retreat to the outside of the courtyard, without the permission of the palace, no one is allowed to step into the courtyard at will."

Liuzhu skillfully served the hot tea in the maid's tray to Qing'er, the glazed porcelain was as smooth as snow, the patterns on it were lifelike, as if they were painted, the exquisite screens, tables and chairs and furniture were pear blossom wood, and the window lattices hung with curtains were all ingenious things, warm and elegant with luxury.

"Magpie, you should know that it is not easy for me to get to this day, you followed me from Murong Mansion to Jin Wang's Mansion, we have suffered less, have we suffered less? I thought that you and I had a heart-to-heart relationship, but now the place knows it, but I am delusional. ”

"The slave and the maid can't afford the princess's words, the slave and the maid are born with a humble body, the princess, the slave and the maid have unspeakable secrets, and please don't ask the princess, just give the slave and maid death." The magpie kowtowed like pounding garlic, and after a while, he saw red blood dripping down his forehead.

"Put her in a firewood room, and send her three meals a day on time, without lynching."

The magpie got up on his own, tears in his eyes, and Ai Ai followed the maid out.

Liuzhu still stood respectfully to the side, and Qing'er got up: "Since Liuzhu is here, let's wait in the room first." ”

Qing'er ate a few bites and put the dishes and chopsticks aside. Where would the king of Jin not know the little woman's thoughts, gently took her into his arms, lay down in his arms with a soft body, and suddenly felt steady, "The magpie is not like a person with a malicious mind, it must have been used by others, and it is not in the way." I've sent someone to check, and it won't be long before there is news. I always have to eat food, otherwise, I will feel distressed if I lose weight. ”

Qing'er hugged his waist like a kitten, her cheek was against his chest, listening to the heartbeat of "Dong Dong Dong", Tie Qing's little face softened, "The Queen Mother released such unbearable news, and the whole capital is talking about it, how can the origin of the princess of Jin be worthy of their handsome and dashing Jin prince." ”

King Jin's heart ached, "I will arrange it for my husband, and there will be news soon, since she is in a hurry to die, she will fulfill her for her husband, but she has to bear such consequences, the prince is already on the way to the south, and when he learns about the things here, after all, he will also re-examine the queen mother, this good grandmother for her husband, but she is not willing to be idle." ”

Yan Ran chuckled, her eyes were gentle: "What fun things did the prince do, I was looking forward to it." ”

There was a warm breath on his face, and he was filled with a strong breath, "Okay, it's okay to take the lady to the street for your husband today?" ”

Mo Bao's voice sounded outside the door, "Lord, the Li Wangfu sent someone to send a prayer post." "Lewen

The feather eyelashes trembled slightly, his eyes were cold, and he stared fiercely at the person outside the door who was interested from time to time, "Throw it out." ”

"Wait, Mr. Mo will bring it in."

Mo Bao put down the invitation and gently wiped the sweat drops on his forehead with his sleeve, the prince was obviously angry, King Li was a taboo in the palace, Qing'er looked through it a few times, "Liu Jingxian has married into King Li's mansion, and King Li is extremely fast in attracting courtiers." ”

"Well, ignore him." King Jin threw the letter in her hand aside, the tea was still warm, he fed it to Qing'er, and looked at the little woman's red lips pursed lightly, and he suddenly felt thirsty.

"I have a good impression of Miss Liu." Fate is like this, some people may not be able to make friends for decades, and some, on the one hand, may be a lifetime of sympathy.

King Jin's sharp eyes swept over Mobao, obviously displeased with this post. Since when did he start to move his heart and feelings, maybe it was the first time he saw him, no matter what, he would keep this happiness.

The bustling streets, hawkers abound, the grocery store is full of dazzling knick-knacks, Qing'er doesn't like yellow and white things, and even doesn't care about jewelry, but likes a lot of porcelain dishes and clay figurines.

The storyteller in the teahouse opposite puffed out his cheeks and shook the fan in his hand, and the tea friends present listened to it with relish, and someone rewarded him from time to time.

King Jin and Qing'er are both men's clothes, side by side to the teahouse's elegant seat, Xiao Er greeted him diligently, secretly took the teapot on the little second-hand, gave the reward, Xiao Er left with interest, most of the nobles with status in the capital don't like others to approach, this look, he still understands.

"Ruyiju's spring rolls and mung bean pearl millet are well done, try them, if they don't fit the taste, let the dark one buy them."

Qing'er nodded, the storyteller was talking, speaking of the highlights, there were a lot of people cheering, and even some people directly threw a handful of copper coins on the stage, rendering the atmosphere below to the fullest.

Dark One held back a smile, turned around and stood aside, King Jin glared at him, Qing'er listened for a while, hehehe, and laughed directly: "This shouldn't have been written by you yourself, right?" ”

"How's the script?" At that time, there was a clear stipulation that all hereditary officials and servants were not allowed to be shortlisted to participate in the selection of literature and history.

"The prince's writing is brilliant, the picture is unique and vivid, making people feel like they are there, wonderful!"

"It's not easy to get the praise of the lady, and it's worth it to work for your husband for two days." The King of Jin was proud, and he looked like a handsome young man.

The night breeze was light, the clouds were gathering and scattering, and not far away it seemed that the whispers of the people could be heard talking about the drama in their ears, but soon, as the carriage moved, everything fell silent.

"The matter between the prince and Murong Yan'er is a royal taboo, and the world knows that you have rendered it like this, if the queen mother makes a fuss, will the father and mother be in trouble?" Qing'er has not been in contact with the Queen Mother for many days, but she already knows that the Queen Mother is stalker and unorthodox.

King Jin's hearty laughter was particularly prominent in the quiet street: "I just want her to know that this king's lady, if she wants to pinch the round and poke flat, she can do whatever she wants, making you uncomfortable, and let her sit on pins and needles for her husband and can't sleep at night." ”

Uncle Jing Huang heard Changying's reply, the corners of his mouth were about to glimpse the root of his ears, and it was self-evident that he was in a happy mood, and the King of Jin was silent, but whenever he encountered something that hindered Qing'er, he would erect thorns all over his body like a hedgehog to face the battle, which met one of his conditions for his son-in-law.

The full moon hid in the clouds at some point, and the sky was dark, but fortunately, Changyang lit a lamp in front of the corridor, illuminating the entire courtyard.

"Lord Wang, the Queen Mother is a little too much this time, should we teach her a lesson." Changying is very indignant, if she can do something dirty, she shouldn't let it go.

"What's the use of cleaning her up, she likes power, she likes the glory of being high, and she is bent on supporting the crown prince to ascend the throne, so let her also try the feeling of falling from the clouds into hell."

"Lord, do you mean the crown prince?" Uncle Jing Huang nodded slightly, "Go and arrange it, don't ask for his life, just like the Queen Mother did to King Jin at the beginning, you can retreat now." ”

Changyang ordered the release of carrier pigeons, and Changying pushed Uncle Jinghuang towards the house.

Mu Qing also got the rumors from Ziyuan about the rumors in the streets and alleys, and she didn't have a good impression of the queen mother in the palace, but now she has added a few points, these are only snobbs who are yin people behind her, Mu Qing threw aside the half-embroidered brocade in her hand, and asked the grandmother to take out a good golden hairpin from her dowry box, and even the hanging down Dongzhu was carefully selected, which was particularly eye-catching: "Send it to the princess of Jin, the right to be shocked." ”

The news is like wings, and it came into the palace without waiting for the night, the eagle king's face was solemn, his mother was the most worry-free, the life experience of the princess of Jin was related to the royal face, the king of Jin was tightly protected, this was all burning eyebrows, the prince went to the south, whether the epidemic could be suppressed or ambiguous, she couldn't wait to make a moth, once the king of Jin and the king of Li joined forces, the direction of the court was really going to change, and the king of Jin had no intention of taking the throne This is an indisputable fact, her approach is to push the king of Jin into the camp of the king of Li.