Chapter 62: The Attacking Prince Fengyi 22
An Qingxia glanced over and saw that there were all kinds of clothes in the baggage, as well as a box of jewelry, and something strange flashed in her eyes.
The prince deliberately asked someone to redeem all the things that should be lost, and sent them over, no matter how you think about it, it is a little too attentive.
Could it be that her favorability was brushed too hard, and the prince who was shocked by the three views and doubted his life was completely subdued?
Isn't it really necessary to come and sleep with her from time to time as a sign of grace?
Thank you for not being sensitive.
"Xi'er plays with cherries, don't run around, my mother will go back when she goes. By the way, your father promised to take us to the hot spring village in a few days. β
Gu Xi's milk voice was good, and he sat down obediently with his cloth tiger in his arms, his eyes shining, revealing his expectations.
An Qingxia inserted two silver hairpins on her head, put on silver earrings and silver bracelets, changed into a plain lake green jacket skirt, and took Mama Zhao to the main courtyard.
"The girl is dressed too plainly."
Mama Zhao muttered dissatisfiedly, and there was still joy in her tone.
They're rich! The girl's dowry has been redeemed!
The most important thing is that the prince is obviously interested in the girl, and their good days are really coming!
"There are a lot of funerals in the house, let's not be too high-profile, the rafters that come out will rot first."
An Qingxia's lips didn't move, and her voice was so small that it could only be heard by the old lady behind her.
"That's what the girl said."
Mama Zhao came back to her senses and was busy sorting out her expression, so as not to show her clues.
"Concubine Deng sent a plate of dim sum, what kind of gift should we get back?"
An Qingxia discussed in a whisper and quietly clichΓ©d.
Mama Zhao was still worried, but then remembered that they were not short of money now, so she lowered the corners of her mouth and replied in a whisper:
"Concubine Deng is weak, and she can't use some food and clothing, so it's better to take a needle and thread over and talk to her to relieve her boredom."
An Qingxia has a number in her heart, but where can she embroider!
"Why don't I copy a few pages of Buddhist scriptures for her?"
The ancients seemed to believe in this, and there should be no mistake.
She has practiced calligraphy for a few years, which is not very good, and she can still deal with the past by copying two pages of Buddhist scriptures in a decent manner.
As for the change of font, of course, it is because the mood has changed, and the words are like the person.
"Concubine Deng doesn't seem to believe this, let's not do our best thankless."
Mama Zhao's words were reminded in time, and An Qingxia turned to ask tentatively:
"Or, I persuade the prince to go and see her more?"
Mama Zhao was so frightened that she hurriedly dissuaded her.
"Girl, don't be stupid. Even if you fall in love with Concubine Deng, there is no reason to push the prince out. What's more, Concubine Deng's body is just a few days, and the prince is so unlucky. β
An Qingxia knew in her heart that probably Concubine Deng really didn't want to save the country and compete for favor through her curve.
Soon arrived at the main courtyard, the crown princess sat on the head in a formal suit, and several concubines who lived close to him had already arrived.
An Qingxia was thinking about whether she would have a chair to sit on in her current position, when she heard the crown princess call her:
"Sister Qian, come here."
An Qingxia looked at the princess's dignified and bright face, and couldn't see that the two of them had a bad relationship before, and secretly sighed in her heart that the princess was dedicated.
If she wants to fight for acting, she is not afraid.
"Sister."
She stepped forward generously, bent her knees to salute, and was pulled by the crown princess.
"Sister Qian has been reduced again, but she is still not happy?"
This gentle and kind tone, I'm afraid it's just my sister.
An Qingxia was playing energetically, and she squeezed her hand and sighed.
"It's an eventful time now, and it's my dereliction of duty to have accidents in the house."
"Listening to Dr. Mao, Xiaoliu is much better, what is the Imperial Doctor saying?"
The top boss self-examined, and also cared about asking about her cub, An Qingxia was vigilant, but her face was even more harmless, and she said sincerely:
"The Imperial Doctor is not here to see Xi'er. The prince had a headache yesterday, and there was another incident with the king of the three counties at night, and the prince didn't rest well, so he invited the imperial doctor to come and see. β
An Qingxia shook the pot without any heart.
She's not lying.
The prince has just learned mind reading, and he is afraid that he will be noisy, which is probably similar to the feeling she feels when she receives the plot for the first time.
In addition, another son died, and his face was not good when he came back from the early dynasty, and it is estimated that he was stimulated by another wave outside, and it is very good to be able to bear it.
The crown princess looked at her with a smile, glanced at the empty chair in her left hand, and patted the back of her hand gently.
"My sister has worked hard to serve His Highness, so sit down and talk."
It's really hateful.
An Qingxia dug two pits for the crown princess when she spoke, and she had to admire her for her many eyes.
This son is Concubine Yu's, right? What's the matter with her sitting down with a little Fengyi? Later, Concubine Yu arrived, and I don't know who the slap in the face is, anyway, I can't hurt the princess.
also said that she served the prince hard, and the faces of the women around her who listened to them were not right.
"It is our sister's duty to serve the master, where do you dare to say that it is hard, sister, don't make fun of me."
An Qingxia stomped her feet shyly, the handkerchief in her hand was twisted, and she looked at the princess's face stiff and ugly with satisfaction, her gorgeous nails were hard to pick at the teacup, and her knuckles were white.
The crown princess took a sip of tea, and then looked up with a graceful smile.
"Your Highness, we sisters should serve with all our hearts."
The crown princess looked at her earnestly and earnestly entrusted.
"Now His Royal Highness loves his sister, so he has to work for his sister."
An Qingxia was a little impatient to play with her, and was about to ask directly, but the crown princess took the initiative to get down to business.
"It's also useless for me, I can't please His Royal Highness, and I don't take care of the housekeeping in the house, so I'm really ashamed of my father's entrustment."
"The children in the house have had accidents one after another, and I am also extremely distressed. The child is the meat of the mother's heart, I understand this taste. β
"I can't bear to let tragedy happen to you. We're all sisters, and they're all my children. β
"Especially Sister Qian, she has to serve the prince and take care of Xiaoliu, but I'm afraid that I won't be able to catch it, right?"
The crown princess looked at a circle of people with different faces, her face was kind and compassionate, as if a Bodhisattva was in the world.
"I like that child very much, and I pray for Chen'er very sincerely. I thought about it, so I raised him in the main courtyard, which could not only accompany me, but also relieve my sister's worries. β
The prince looked at An Qingxia with a smile, although he raised his head, he did not fall into the wind at all, like a snake spitting letters.
"My sister can rest assured, Xiaoliu also called me a mother, I will definitely raise him as my own son."
An Qingxia gritted her teeth and reminded herself not to beat this vicious and arrogant woman!
She actually hit her son with her idea!
His heart can be punished!
A certain concubine sourly interjected.
"Sister Crown Princess is really generous! Xiaoliu is raised in the main courtyard, and it is said that he has ascended to the sky in one step, and he can be regarded as half a son-in-law. β
"Sister Qian, what are you hesitating about? Hurry up and agree to this pie-in-the-sky good thing! If I had a son and a half daughter, I would have been treated differently by the princess's sister, and I would have burned high incense to thank my ancestors! β
An Qingxia ignored her, looked down at the crown princess who was in her hands, and said word by word:
"I, no, will, will."