On the way back to the princess's mansion, Leng Xiang asked, "Princess, why did you let this concubine come here." After all, she is an outsider, how can the Holy One blame you for overstepping her. ”

"She is now the crown prince's concubine, maybe she will become the master of the harem in the future." Ji Qiang smiled, "Besides, it's just a fly, don't pay attention to it." Let's eat, drink, and have a good time, enough to anger those who watch our jokes. ”

Leng Xiang and the three of them were extremely convinced of Ji Qiang's words, and they all nodded when they heard the words, feeling very reasonable.

"During the Chung Yeung Festival in September, I think you all want to go home." Ji Qiang said with a smile, "I'll give each of the three of you ten taels of silver, and the pastries and melons and fruits can be taken in the mansion casually, how about going home to visit relatives." ”

As soon as the words fell, there was silence in the carriage, and they, who were slaves and maidservants, never dared to open their mouths to go home to visit their relatives. Unless someone from the family is looking for it, most of them are reporting for funerals, or they are asking for money for treatment.

Xi'er is the most innocent of the three, her eyes are red, and tears fall down: "Woo woo, how did I meet such a good master." ”

Chamomile came back to her senses, her eyes were red, and she gently patted the back of Xi'er's head: "What are you crying about, it's not like words, this is a happy event, thank you princess." ”

"Slave, thank you, princess." The three of them knelt down in the wide carriage and thanked them very much.

Ji Qiang said softly: "Get up, the three of you are really good for me, Protector, then I won't treat you badly." ”

She has always loved and hated clearly, and whoever is kind to her, she will give back to others.

The next day, Xi'er and Leng Xiang set out on their way home to visit relatives, and Ji Qiang arranged a carriage for each of them, and there was also a guard. A basket of melons and fruits, a basket of clothes, and meat pastries.

Ji Qiang's generosity is so good that people want to cry with joy.

She retracted her gaze and focused on chamomile, bumping into the envy and struggle in her eyes: "Chamomile obviously wants to go back to visit relatives, why don't you go back." ”

"Princess." Chamomile hesitated for a moment, for the sake of not deceiving her master. She replied truthfully, "Princess, the slave maid has a brother and sister-in-law, who are insatiable and vicious. If the slave and maid go back this time, I am afraid that I will not be able to come back to serve you, and my brother will definitely sell me. It is also accurate to calculate the great cause of the princess's house, and it will not be because of a maidservant. Go on a big fight. ”

Ji Qiang heard chamomile talk about her brother and sister-in-law for the first time, and from her past behavior, she heard that her parents were kind and honest.

"I'll go back with you." Ji Qiang said.

Chamomile was shocked and hurriedly shook her head: "Princess Jinzhi Yuye, how can you go to that vulgar place." ”

"Your home is in Peach Blossom Village, only twenty miles away from the capital." Ji Qiang raised her hand and patted her shoulder, "Princess Ben is here to support you, I think you haven't been home for many years." ”

"Huh." Chamomile has always been steady, forward-looking, and rarely has such a gaffe.

At the age of eight, because of her delicate and delicate appearance, she entered the palace and became a maidservant, and stayed in the palace for eight years, and she had already tasted the warmth and coldness of the world. Becoming Ji Qiang's maidservant a year ago is the greatest blessing in her life.

Because Ji Qiang also set off, the carriage was built with soft couches, etc., and the things brought to the chamomile family were also like Xi'er's.

Chamomile sat in the carriage, nervous and uneasy, and twisted her fingers: "Princess, like these melons and fruit cakes, you should eat them, and when you get to the slave's house, it is also cheaper for the slave and maid's brother and sister-in-law." ”

It's rare to see chamomile here, Ji Qiang is quite novel, she smiled and pulled out the food box, which contained pastries and cooked candied fruit: "Your master, when will I be wronged." Besides, you are my handmaid, so don't be afraid. Raise your head and chest, whoever dares to touch you wants him to look good! ”

"Yes." Chamomile's heart is very warm, even more heartfelt.

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Gan's family, Gan Niu scolded and scolded: "You old immortal, don't go out to drive the cow back, you know how to eat every day, isn't it a rice bucket?!" ”

He pushed Old Man Gan, and the disgust in his eyes was about to overflow.

"Yes." Cui Shi went out, walked to the side of Ganniu and said, "Dad, you just eat too much, if you eat less at every meal." You can also save some money to buy some clothes for Xiaobao, you can see how pitiful he is. ”

Xiaobao is the grandson of the old man Gan, who eats for nothing and is fat, at this time, he looked up at the old man Gan and scolded in disgust: "Old man is immortal, he eats a lot!" ”

Zhao was lighting the fire in front of the stove, and when she heard the movement, she hurriedly came out, and Xiaobao's words came to her ears.

"Iniquity." Zhao wiped away her tears, she and Old Man Gan drank some soup and a little rice every meal, and they never ate a full meal.

felt more and more miserable, remembering that her daughter, who had been secretly sold by Gan Niu since she was a child, entered the palace, and in the past few years, she has sent silver taels one after another, but she has never gotten it, and she has been taken by Gan Niu.

Old man Gan went home with his back on his back, and he didn't pay much attention to it when he saw a carriage coming towards the village. Xu is a noble person who passed by, a poor old man like him who couldn't even eat enough, what could he do when he saw it.

The closer you get to the village, the faster your heart beats, and the closer you feel.

The carriage was getting closer and closer to the old man Gan, and he stood nervously in place, not daring to move, for fear of disturbing the carriage.

"Daddy!" Chamomile shouted, she jumped out of the carriage, looked at the old man Gan she hadn't seen for ten years, and tears rained down.

Old man Gan's eyes widened, staring at chamomile for a long time, and then hesitantly spoke: "Are you ...... Ju'er? ”

"Dad, it's me." Chamomile was excited, and her eyes fell on the old man's yellow-skinned face and rough and dry hands, and she couldn't help but want to cry.

At this moment, Ji Qiang spoke up: "Chamomile, this is not the place to talk, go back first." ”

"Huh." Chamomile woke up, wiped her tears, and said to the old man, "Dad, it's my daughter's master sitting in the carriage." ”

A guard took the old man's ox rope and motioned for him to get into the carriage.

"Ju'er, this ......" Old man Gan was at a loss, and finally sat down next to the coachman, and he relaxed a little. But the whole person was still tense, and he didn't dare to look into the carriage.

At the request of Chamomile, he took a few pieces of pastry and put them in the old man's hand: "Dad, you taste it." ”

"Huh." Old man Gan hurriedly took it, looking at the delicate pastries in his hand, he trembled and hid them, ready to leave them for the Zhao family to eat. He broke a little bit, and the delicacy touched his taste buds, it was the best thing he had ever eaten in his life.

The Gan family worked as a palace maid in the palace, and then the daughter of a noble man came back, and the news spread throughout Peach Blossom Village.

Cui Shi and Gan Niu were dumbfounded and happy, especially Cui Shi, staring at the chamomile dress, salivating.

"Ju'er." Zhao hurriedly came out of the stove, and his inflexible legs also walked extremely fast.

Seeing her crying again, Chamomile comforted Zhao, walked back to the carriage and said softly: "Master, when the slave and maid clean up the house, you are coming down." ”

"Okay." Ji Qiang can understand chamomile very well, and she nods her head very eloquently.

This cold female voice made the surrounding spectators scratch their cheeks and brains, and they desperately wanted to see what the master was like.