Chapter 5 The Queen Mother Goes to the Street

An Ronghua ran around all day, slept peacefully, and slept until three poles in the morning. A sudden and rapid knock on the door shattered An Ronghua's sweet dream.

"Get up, slave, get up!"

An Ronghua opened his eyes in a daze, frowned, squeezed the pillow tightly, and opened his mouth to scold angrily.

Xia Bingliang ordered Xiang Gu to break into the door, and when he saw An Ronghua still on the bed, he dodged his gaze and didn't dare to look directly, but An Ronghua smashed the pillow over.

"Stinky boy, who taught you to break into the girl's bedroom, go out, go out to the mourning family!"

Xia Bingliang was kicked out of the room by An Ronghua, and he was in a hurry, and even his expression was stunned.

"Shizi, are you alright?" asked Gu Concern.

"I'm fine, how can I be fine, this slave is really bold and lawless!"

Between Xia Bingliang's words, An Ronghua opened the door and walked out, with a majestic and angry expression.

"You slave ......"

Xia Bingliang spoke strongly, and An Ronghua's look made him feel weak. But when I thought about it, I hardened again.

"Is there any slave or maid in the world who dares to live in the master's guest room, sleep earlier than the master, get up later than the master, and ask the master to call someone in person?

An Ronghua's anger suddenly became sparse, since it was his chosen identity, what Xia Bingliang said was also reasonable.

"What the prince said is that I just arrived, and I didn't recognize my position for a while, and I won't be in the future, I don't know what the prince commands?" An Ronghua was very natural and obedient.

Xia Bingliang couldn't help but be surprised, he thought that An Ronghua was difficult to control, so he wanted to embarrass her that she had achieved her goal of getting rid of her, but she was so calm.

Xia Bingliang thought about it, since An Ronghua was pretending, he should cooperate with her.

"This is what you said, it is the right of the master to call slaves and maids. Xia Bingliang picked up the master's shelf, "Yesterday's rain injured the flowers and plants in my yard, and you are limited to restore them to their original state today!"

"No problem. An Ronghua easily agreed.

"Okay, this son still has to go to the academy to study, and when I return from school, I will have to accept the results, if this son is not satisfied, you don't even have to be a slave!"

An Ronghua smiled lightly, Xia Bingliang's idea had already been clearly conceived by her.

"It's all this hour, Xiao Liang'er, you are going to the academy, you will be reprimanded and taught by the master like this, and your father will also serve in the family law, there will definitely be a good show to watch then!" An Ronghua deliberately pretended to be interested.

"Hmph, you are talking nonsense!" Xia Bingliang turned around and turned back, "Go to work!"

Xia Bingliang left the house, An Ronghua dressed up unhurriedly, but the maid who could be sent was dressed in coarse linen clothes, and An Ronghua, who was used to wearing brocade clothes, really couldn't wear it.

Aunt Feng and Aunt Wei sat in the Spring Water Pavilion in the garden to enjoy the fragrance of flowers, Aunt Feng was in a very happy mood, but Aunt Wei was obviously a little more worried.

"Sister, I heard that the son of the world broke into the Memory House last night, and pointed the sword at that fox spirit, it's really happy!"

"But the prince still protected the woman. Aunt Wei said in her words.

"But she can only be a little slave, my sister can rest assured, the prince will definitely use all his resources to drive her out!"

"I hope so. "Aunt Wei is still worried.

No one knew or controlled, An Ronghua went out from the main gate of the palace openly, like a bird with wings, walking freely in the bustling streets where people come and go.

Although before she got married, An Ronghua was also a knowledgeable lady, she was still able to go to the street to enjoy entertainment, but as soon as she entered the palace gate, it was as deep as the sea, and simple freedom no longer belonged to her.

An Ronghua went to the most prosperous main street according to her impression, and in the crowd, even if she didn't apply powder and coarse linen, she was very person*.

"Beauty, do you want to buy rouge gouache?" asked An Ronghua, who was passing by, with a smile on the side of the road.

"Bold grass people!" An Ronghua reprimanded.

An Ronghua came to the garment shop that took care of the four seasons clothes in his house when he was young, and after decades of precipitation, the façade is more open and brilliant. An Ronghua was dressed roughly, and the young shopkeeper only received her in person only after seeing her appearance.

"This girl is the first time to visit the shop, the clothes and fabrics of the shop are from the tribute origin, the tailors used are also skilled masters, the so-called cloth is worth a thousand gold, skills are worth ten thousand taels, has always only done the business of large families, ordinary people, that is not even a sleeve can not afford to buy. "The shopkeeper's pride is so proud that his jaw is about to break through the sky.

How could An Ronghua not hear that the shopkeeper's dog looked down on people, if she came as the queen mother, he would not knock his head on the ground and bleed.

"Heh, give me all the best and most expensive materials in your store, as well as the style of the season, I want to give the shopkeeper a big business!" An Ronghua was full of confidence, and the shopkeeper couldn't refuse.

An Ronghua tossed everyone in the shop and finally changed into clothes that were comfortable and suitable for his age, but he still had a dissatisfied expression.

"The clothes are really ordinary, follow me in the palace...... What you wear at home is not a grade at all. However, I'm not the picky kind either, so I'm just going to make a living. ”

The shopkeeper was speechless, but these clothes reflected each other on An Ronghua's body, which was really beautiful.

"And these materials, all of which are made according to the latest style of the season, and sent to King Jin's mansion. An Ronghua picked out the rarest materials, so that the shopkeeper had to sigh at her insight.

"King Jin's Mansion, who are you?" the shopkeeper panicked.

"My name is not worthy of being known by you, a grass farmer with no eyes, or when the old shopkeeper was in charge, he knew how to be hospitable, unlike you who were snobbish and lustful. An Ronghua showed no mercy.

"Yes, yes, the villain has eyes and doesn't know Mount Tai, I don't know that you are a noble person in the Jin Palace, and the matter of clothes, even if you hand it over to the villain, it will be sent to the palace to your satisfaction!" the shopkeeper immediately whispered.

After An Ronghua left, the shopkeeper breathed a sigh of relief.

"Shopkeeper, who is that woman, so pampered and arrogant, and unforgiving?"

"The young and beautiful woman from King Jin's mansion is the new favorite of the prince, and she is arrogant, no wonder she was born so good-looking, I really miscalculated. ”

"I see. ”

"However, it has been nearly twenty years since my father passed away, and she only looks like she is seventeen or eighteen years old......" The shopkeeper was suddenly dumbfounded.

An Ronghua continued to patronize the old store that he used to frequent, and bought all the jewelry, rouge gouache, and gourmet snacks. When he returned to the palace with a new look, he could barely recognize even the guards.

Back in Xia Bingliang's courtyard, the gardener who was summoned worked diligently to restore the scenery that had been disturbed by the wind and rain.

"Miss Gu Maiden, you are so beautiful!" said the gardener.

"You've worked hard, and you've been rewarded with this pastry. An Ronghua gave a reward.

"Thank you, Miss Gu!"

An Ronghua returned to the room and put down some of the items he had brought back, as if he had finally unloaded his burden and was light.

"It's a pleasure!"

An Ronghua sat in front of the mirror, no longer a dignified and dignified queen mother, but a young and wonderful girl, with a simple bun, a few beads, and a single step, she can be incredibly beautiful.

"It turns out that I was so beautiful and delicate back then. An Ronghua sighed.