The crown and the crown of the Southern Qi are different from those of other countries.

Here, at the age of eighteen, a man performs the gift of a weak crown, and the elders give him a crown to show that he can establish a great cause, marry a wife, and start a family; The woman is the sixteen lines of the ceremony, often invited a lady with a face to pull her hair, and the elder gave a hairpin to show her virtue, speech and merit, and she can marry a woman.

Zhou turned the conversation to her and Lu, "On the day of your ceremony, is it better to invite Princess Sheng or Mrs. Anninghou?" ”

"None of them are right." Qiao Mei shook his head without thinking about it, and the bead hairpin on his sideburns shook twice.

It's not that she's picky, it's just that her mother said that these two - one of them was some time ago, and she also contradicted it.

As for the other one, if she remembers correctly, An Ninghou in her previous life was Xie Yuzhi's side......

Surprise appeared on Zhou's face, and she smiled again, "Why is it not good?" Mrs. Hou Anning is blessed, the eldest girl of the Hou Mansion is famous, how many women in the boudoir want her to pull her hair? ”

"Fortunately, your mother and I have a great friendship with her, and she will respond to this little thing."

Qiao Mei pressed the urge to spit out as soon as she could, and the words she wanted to say walked back and forth in her mind, she tilted her head, and said unintentionally, "Mother, then which end of this Anning Hou Mansion stands?" If they disagree with our house, wouldn't it be appropriate to invite Mrs. An Ninghou to come? ”

"Silly boy!" Zhou Shi suddenly laughed and blamed her, "An Ninghou naturally wants to support the prince, can he still stand with the king?" ”

Isn't that it?

Qiao Mei held her breath, and then persuaded "Knowing people and knowing faces but not knowing hearts, even if you are good friends with Mrs. An Ninghou, you can't make decisions like this......"

Who stands high and low now seems to be clear at a glance. But what others don't know is that pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger is Xie Yuzhi's style, he hides in the shadows, and there may be more of his manpower upwards.

Just like the Marquis of Anning's Mansion, the hereditary first-class title, the Tongjingguo Mansion is not much hot, and who knows that they have long been on Xie Yuzhi's side?

The most important thing is that their Jingguo Mansion cannot be involved with the Anning Marquis Mansion, otherwise no matter who ascends the throne as the emperor at that time, they will want to get rid of the Jingguo Mansion as soon as possible.

After all, no one wants to keep a "wall grass" that is high in merit and seems to be swaying from side to side.

Qiao Mei breathed a sigh of relief, but immediately pouted again, deliberately playing a petty role.

"Anyway, I don't care, it's good to invite my aunt to come to my courtesy, but I don't want these ladies of the family!"

Zhou was helpless, so he had to comfort her softly, "Okay, okay, at this juncture, who you invite as a guest on weekdays and which family you move around closely with will have to discuss with your father before making a decision, not to mention your future courtesy?" ”

She thought about her mother's sister-in-law again, and couldn't help frowning slightly, her sister-in-law was brought up in the room, so she always had the style of a small family on weekdays, and she was also afraid to chat with other ladies.

Zhou sighed, fortunately, the Beizhou circle is not big, if she was in the capital, this sister-in-law would have cried a long time ago.

She still felt in her heart that her brother was indiscriminate, why put people in such a high position, not only was she uncomfortable, but she also taught Zijie to have a perennial estrangement with her brother.

Zhou said, "Your aunt is not suitable, let her come, it is better to let me save you directly." ”

Qiao Mei also thought of this aunt.

She is not very favored, even if her uncle raised her as his stepwife, the two respect each other like guests.

In the past, when Zhou Ziju's biological mother Lin was still there, her aunt was still a roommate, and her uncle didn't go to her room, but she was pregnant several times, but without exception, she couldn't give birth.

And the Lin family seemed to be much weaker, and it took several years to give birth to Zhou Ziju, but he died soon.

People outside spread that it was the Lin family who was jealous of the girl who had sex with her, and let her child disappear three or four times, but in the end, she was punished by God......

When Lin died, Qiao Mei had not yet been born, so she didn't know the truth of this matter, but looking at the gossip of women in the capital circle, it was groundless.

Qiao Mei didn't respond to her mother's words again, for her, it was much better for her aunt to come than Princess Sheng.

In the past, every time the Zhou family returned to Changxinbo's Mansion, they had to bring a lot of valuable materials and gadgets to Qiao Mei, all of which were fashionable styles in the capital, and I heard that they were carefully selected by my aunt......

The wind outside seemed to be a little stronger, and the heavy curtains used to hide the wind by the door were a little hunting.

Suddenly, the curtain was lifted, and a cold wind rushed in.

Qiao's eyebrows flew lightly, and she turned her head to look out of the door, and was about to say something, when she heard the maid who came in in a hurry with an anxious face.

"The eldest lady, the fourth girl, the eldest girl is back!"

When the news of the envoys sent by Northern Xinjiang reached Princess Sheng's ears, she was watching Lord Minghui play with his sword in the courtyard.

As soon as the maid's words fell, the teacup in Princess Sheng's hand suddenly rolled to the ground, and the porcelain cup hit the ground and shattered into several pieces.

The sword in the hand of the county lord of Minghui was held by her, and she looked at Princess Sheng with a shocked face, and the maidservant who came to report was even more so, and immediately knelt on the ground.

It is really rare for her mother to have such a gaffe.

Lord Minghui threw away his short sword, and went over to squat down and asked her, "Mother, what's wrong with you?" ”

She looked confused, could it be that this envoy from the north of Xinjiang had a relationship with his mother?

Princess Sheng came to her senses, she pinched her fingers and brushed the tea splashing on the side of her skirt, and raised her hand to let the kneeling maid retreat.

Only then did she turn her head and say to the lord of Minghui County, "I heard that there is a princess of light smoke in northern Xinjiang?" Is she here this time? ”

"Light smoke?" Lord Minghui bit his lip and thought for a while, "Mother, did you remember wrong?" The princess born by the queen of Northern Xinjiang seems to be called Qingling......"

Princess Sheng choked on her, and her frowning eyebrows loosened.

I almost forgot that the setting of the heroine Lou Qingyan is not a princess who is not favored by the king of Northern Xinjiang, and it is precisely like this, it should have been Princess Lou Qingling and Qin Nanqi, but it was replaced by her.

And Lou Qingyan lives in the palace, she is a neglected princess, basically no one remembers her, and it is normal that Ah Yi has not heard of her name.

This time, with the new emperor of Nanqi ascending the throne, the heroine still came out, and this is about to start the rhythm of the plot......

Lord Minghui was stunned when he saw her, and couldn't help but stretch out his hand and shake her, "What's wrong with you?" But what's wrong with your body? ”

Since returning from the Jingguo Mansion that day, the mother concubine has been so absent-minded, even the coffin sent back to the emperor, and the Sheng Wangfu wants to be dispatched together, and she has excused herself.

Lord Minghui secretly guessed that the concubine was still unhappy about Qiao Mei's affairs? She was about to say a few kind words about Qiao Mei when she saw a voice from the courtyard.

"Princess, county lord......"

The handmaid's hand clutched the hem of her skirt tightly, and her expression was weak.

Reading Qingqing to me concerned about the illusion + thought + small \ said; net