Chapter 193: This King's Bones Are Made
Compared with the Yuan Circle, Beitangli is obviously more familiar with Lu Qingyuan, after all, Lu Qingyuan is the concubine of the Prime Minister's Mansion, and she is loved by the queen, and she often enters the palace to visit the queen, and he has seen it many times. And this concubine has only a few faces, and when she was a child, she naturally didn't know much about it.
But since she married into the Ming Palace, Beitang Li has heard a lot of things about her, and from the words of others, she is a little more curious about this brother and daughter-in-law.
Although she is the princess of her own brother and his brother-in-law, from another level of relationship, she is also his niece like Lu Qingyuan, and she also belongs to the junior.
Since he is a junior, then this New Year's money is naturally indispensable.
When Yuan Quanquan was called by name, he was still stunned, and looked up stupidly, "Huh? ”
Beitang handed her a purse identical to everyone else, and said with a smile: "Princess Min This is the first time to participate in the Chinese New Year's Eve palace banquet, and you can't miss the money for the year, otherwise this younger brother of Yuan will blame one over the other." ”
Yuan Quanquan took the purse and was a little surprised: "For me?" Do I have that too? ”
I didn't expect her to have New Year's money!
Surprise is far more than surprise, Yuan Quanquan holds a red purse in both hands, embroidered with a "Fu" word with gold thread, look at the delicate stitches, you know that the embroiderer of this word is good.
She opened her purse and took out a gold ingot, the shining gold that almost blinded her.
Such a big gold ingot, is the emperor so generous?
"This is a purse specially made by Concubine Qing, and the blessing words on it are embroidered by her own hands, and every stitch and thread is her heart." Bei Tangli's tone carried an unconcealable pride in his tone, and the eyes that looked at Concubine Qing were also full of tenderness.
Concubine Qing said with a smile: "The concubine doesn't say anything, she can only do her best in this kind of trivial matter, and I hope that Princess Ming will not dislike it." ”
Yuan Quanquan waved his hand again and again, "Don't dislike it, don't dislike it, the purse embroidered by Concubine Qing's mother, how can I dislike it!" I'll definitely keep this purse. ”
Put the gold ingots back into the purse, and as soon as the Yuan Circle thanked En and sat down, he heard the queen's strange voice: "Concubine Qing really has a heart, so many purses, it must have taken a lot of thought, right?" ”
Concubine Qing replied softly, "It's just a little thing, don't bother." The queen maiden worked hard for this Chinese New Year's Eve palace banquet. Concubines are really nothing. ”
The queen wanted to make fun of the other party, but she was blocked by Concubine Qing's modest reply, so she could only reply without saltiness: "As the queen of this palace, it is my duty to manage the palace banquet well, so why work hard." ”
"Yes, there is the queen mother, take care of these trivial matters in an orderly manner, so that the emperor has no worries, this is all the credit of the queen mother."
The queen's face was a little better than before when she was slapped by this sycophant, but she still snorted disdainfully, turned her head and said no more.
The open and secret battles between the harem women, the Yuan circle is not interested, she is only interested in the big ingots in the hand. Putting away the purse containing the gold ingots, she sat with a smile on her face, as happy as if she was carrying a hundred million.
After sending out the New Year's money, everyone sat and chatted casually, but the meditation cultivator pulled the Yuan circle and got up, and asked Beitang to leave and return home.
Beitangli was a little surprised, but after thinking about it for a while, he didn't stop it, and readily agreed.
The meditation then led Yuan Quanquan and Yuan Xiaobao out of the palace with the concubine and returned to the Ming Palace.
After going back, the concubine went back to the house to rest because she was tired, and the matter of keeping the New Year was handed over to the meditation and the Yuan Circle.
Inside Yanjing Xuan.
Yuan Quanquan put the gold ingot in his small vault, turned around and stretched out his hand towards the meditation cultivator.
Meditation raised his eyebrows and was curious: "What to do?" ”
Yuan Quanquan: "New Year's money!" The emperor gave it all, won't you give it to me? ”
Ming Xiu held her hand that reached out to his eyes, tugged hard, hugged the person in his arms, lowered his eyes and chuckled: "This king has given it to you, what else do you need for New Year's money?" Is this king not as good as a few taels of gold? ”
Yuan Quanquan rolled his eyes in disgust: "Cut, then my people also gave it to you, as if I took advantage of you." He pulled his hand out of his hand and put it under his nose, "Hurry up, I want to press the New Year's money." ”
Meditation was pleased by her first words, and a low laugh leaked out of her mouth, "Okay, how much money the small circle wants, this king will give it to you." ”
Stretching out his palm, a red sandalwood locket appeared out of thin air in the palm of his hand, and he sent it to the eyes of the Yuan Circle: "New Year's gift." ”
Yuan Quanquan was so shocked by his ability to turn into something out of thin air that his jaw was about to fall to the ground, and then he was pleasantly surprised by his words: "New Year's gift? For me? ”
Meditation raised an eyebrow.
I happily took it and opened the box to see that there was a white hairpin lying quietly inside. The shape of the hairpin is very simple, it is carved into the shape of a cloud, and the whole hairpin is polished smooth, but there is a frosted feeling to the touch, which is very wonderful.
took out the hairpin and looked at it carefully, and Yuan Quanquan suddenly found that the material of the hairpin seemed to be a little unusual.
It looks like jade but not jade, like stone but not stone, and wood is not, it looks like ......
A thought suddenly flashed through her mind, and she looked up at the meditation cultivator in shock: "This is...... Your ......"
The meditation cultivator looked quite unconcerned, and said with a smile: "This is made of the finger bones of this king, and this king carved it by his own hand, how about it, do you like it?" ”
The Yuan Circle was stunned and stupid.
It's actually made of bone......
Although I was a little moved, I thought about it carefully, how did I feel so ...... when I put a hairpin made of human bones on my head What about horror?
After being stunned for a while, he took up the two hands of the meditation cultivator and looked left and right, "...... Which hand? ”
Suddenly a little distressed, this guy broke his finger to make a hairpin and gave it to her, no...... Doesn't it hurt?
Sensing what she was thinking, the meditation cultivator bent the little thumb of his right hand, and smiled indifferently: "Don't worry, except for that rib on this king's body, the other bones on his body will automatically grow new ones if they are broken, and they will not be less, and they will not hurt." ”
"Huh? Will it grow new ones on its own? "Her man is away from the grass on the plain, and he will be born again in the spring breeze!
Shocked and admired by his man's new skill points, Yuan Quanquan lowered his head and began to study the hairpin made of his finger bones, looked at it for a long time, put it back in the box, took it in his arms, looked up and smiled a little weakly: "But I didn't prepare a gift for you......"
The meditation cultivator didn't mind, "You don't need to prepare, this king will come and get it." ”
"Huh?" Before the Yuan Circle understood what this meant, the person had already left the ground.
After a few moments, she understood completely.
Then, she gave this New Year's gift for the whole night.
On the first day of the new year, early in the morning of the first day of the first lunar month, Yuan Quanquan lay on a man like a dead fish, closed his eyes and cursed: "You hungry and thirsty old monster, I warn you, you don't want to touch me for the next month!" …… Hiss, my waist ......"
The Yuan Circle, who had been tossed all night, was so tired that she couldn't open her eyes, but she didn't forget to accuse someone in a daze, and she twisted it while complaining, but she didn't have much strength at all, not so much twisting, but touching.
Ignoring the warnings of the person in his arms, a certain ghost king reached out to stroke her hair and back, and looked at the flower on her back and smiled lightly.
"Yes, this king will not touch you, this king...... You. The incomparably rogue and hooligan words fell into the ears of the Yuan Quanquan, which made her cheeks red, and she immediately wanted to jump up and beat someone. However, she was squeezed by someone all night, so tired that she couldn't even lift her eyelids, let alone jump up and hit someone, even if she turned over from him, it took a lot of effort.
After working hard for a long time to no avail, Yuan Quanquan simply opened his mouth and bit the man's chest with a whimper.
Of course, this bite is no different from being bitten by a little milk cat, and even softer than a little milk cat.
The Yuan Circle bit for a long time, except for the saliva on the man's chest, he didn't even leave a tooth mark, and he had no sense of accomplishment.
Meditation was bitten by this little milk cat, and he almost couldn't resist a "morning exercise" in the morning, but fortunately, he remembered the lesson of his mother and restrained.
On the first day of the Lunar New Year, Yuan Quanquan was supposed to go to the concubine to ask for a New Year's greeting, but due to the lack of moderation of a certain bird and beast, Yuan Quanquan fell asleep in the morning and didn't wake up until the afternoon, so Xiao Zhi and Xiang'er made up for her and hurried to the concubine.
The concubine's heart was like a mirror, how could she not know the reason, and she didn't care, and advised her to go back early to rest if she was tired, rest more, and the morning greeting could be waived.
After all, it is more important to create grandchildren than to say goodbye.
Yuan Quanquan's face was hot, and he stayed for a while before returning from the concubine.
On the way back, when the cold wind blew and the heat on her face went down, she couldn't help but think of what she had said to her in the palace meditation last night.
He said that as long as his rib was fully grown, she would be able to conceive a child?
How does this work?
The Yuan Circle couldn't figure it out, so he went back and asked for meditation.
Because of the New Year, from the first to the fifteenth day of the new year, there is no need to go to court, and the meditation is idle at home, and at this time he is playing chess with Jieya in the backyard.
Jieya was caught by the judge Qi Dui two days ago, arrested and returned to the underworld, was forced to deal with a lot of urgent matters, approved hundreds of ghosts to reincarnate, went to cast a new baby, and slipped up again while Qi Dui was not paying attention.
At this time, he was holding his head, sighing and pouring bitter water with the meditation cultivator, saying bad things about Qi Dui behind his back, "...... Can't he turn a blind eye? You have to be so dead-eyed...... Do you think he was stuffed with a stone from the latrine in his head when he died, this temper is smelly and hard! I can't stand it anymore! ”
Shen Xiu didn't say a word, let him complain, the sunspot in his hand fell, and the plate ended.
Jieya: "......"
He shouted: "Ah Xiu, you are too unkind and kind! I'm complaining to you here, and you still let me lose? Break up, this friend can't do it! ”
Meditation glanced at the childish ghost on the other side with the eyes of the mentally retarded, "I can't ask for it." ”
When the Yuan circle arrived, I happened to hear Jieya wa-wah screaming, crying about his life, and even an old friend had a wife and forgot his brother, and when he saw death, he said that he would go back into a reincarnation, go to reincarnate and be a new person, forget these sad things.
Yuan Quanquan listened to the arch for a while, but he couldn't hold back, and laughed out loud.
Walking out of the archway, she came to the two of them, and looked at Jieya's late mother's face, and she smiled unkindly again.
Jieya: "......"
I can't live this day!
After laughing for a while before stopping, Yuan Quanquan straightened his face and talked about business.
After listening to her question, Jieya was the first to answer her, telling her the answer he knew.