The old lady smiled quietly and echoed: "The queen mother is so blessed." ”

The queen mother made up her mind, and turned to the old lady: "You call someone to Jingyang Palace, pass on the will of the mourning family, and tell the eighth prince to get up every hour, first experience the difficulty of his father's early dynasty, send a carriage to Wenshan Palace after breakfast, eat there at noon and take a nap, and come back in the afternoon." ”

The old lady replied and stepped back.

The Queen Mother turned to Wen Wanrong again: "Brother Ying'er also has to work hard here." ”

Wen Wanrong thought about it, went to the palace, and saw what Concubine Qi Shu could do, and thanked her: "Thank Huang Huang's grandmother for her kindness, Brother Ying'er, don't worry about you, my grandson can ask the carriage to be sent to Wenshan Palace on time every day." ”

Things can only be resolved to this point.

Wen Wanrong walked out of Renshou Palace and went directly to Hehuan Garden.

Peony didn't expect her to visit suddenly, and she was quite surprised, so she hurriedly asked the palace people to serve refreshments: "A few days ago, the emperor's new Qimen black tea, please taste it." ”

Wen Wanrong opened the lid of the tea, put it under her nose and sniffed it lightly, the fragrance of the tea overflowed: "Uncle Huang's reward is really good." ”

She smiled at the peony, sipped tea, and glanced at the palace maid in the room as if she had no eyes.

Peony immediately understood, withdrew everyone, and asked in a low voice: "If the princess asks someone to bring it, the concubine has received it, I don't know why I came here today?" ”

Wen Wanrong focused on what she said in Renshou Palace just now: "In short, grandmother wants you to be in the palace with peace of mind, and you don't have to worry about Brother Ying'er's affairs." ”

Peony was grateful, got up and bowed: "The concubine understands." ”

"What are you doing, please get up." Wen Wanrong hurriedly put down the teacup and helped people up, "It's cold, your body is not good, you still sit on the warm couch, to be honest, you don't like to listen, Brother Baoying is not all for you." ”

Peony sighed gloomily: "I know, I was to blame for being willful." ”

Wen Wanrong patted her hand: "Forget it, the matter has come to this point, saying that you regret it and admit your mistakes will not help." ”

"Brother Ying'er......" When Peony pronounced the name, she couldn't hide her self-blame and guilt, "Okay?" ”

Wen Wanrong replied without hesitation: "He's fine." ”

Peony asked again: "Did Qin Yu go to see him later?" ”

Wen Wanrong said no.

Peony was stunned, shook his head for a while, and muttered, "Why? He wasn't like that before. ”

Wen Wanrong hesitated for a moment, and said honestly: "It's Qin Yang who doesn't let him see it, worried that he often haunts the Qin Mansion and harms us." ”

"Qin Yang said no, Qin Yu really won't go?" The self-blame and guilt in Peony's eyes turned into heartache, "Brother Ying is actually very clingy to Qin Yu, and always asks when to take him out for horseback riding." ”

Wen Wanrong said that she knew: "He is also often sticky now, asking when to take him to ride a horse." ”

"Really?" Peony resisted the urge to cry desperately, and her voice slowed down, "In the end, it is a child, and the feelings are light." ”

Wen Wanrong also asked yes, and her tone cooled down: "On the day of the palace banquet, you couldn't help but come to see him, how much harm it caused him, do you know?" ”

Peony bit her lip and shook her head. Wen Wanrong was extremely calm, and recounted what happened to Brother Ying'er: "He begged me, just one sentence to you, just one sentence, I didn't agree, and then you were beaten, he took the risk of pleading with Uncle Huang, crying like that, it's already the second round, he is afraid that it will affect you, even the Qin family, and even his mother doesn't dare to shout,

Keep saying that you are called Concubine Lan, do you still think that the child is small and his feelings are weak? "Peony, you were born in happiness and don't know blessings, Brother Ying'er can't memorize any poems well, but "The Wanderer's Yin" is memorized and vulgar, you say this is a weak feeling?" She ignored Peony crying silently, and continued, "Since you choose to give up, don't mention the child anymore and forget the past.

Be your concubine and uncle's canary. ”

When Wen Wanrong left, Peony locked herself in the dormitory, cried for a long time, and heard that she was sick the next day.

To tell the truth hurts, she walked in the palace corridor, squinting at the gloomy sky overhead, exhaling white air, I don't know if it was the cold wind that made her teeth tremble, or her heart was so cold that her blood was cold.

Wen Wanrong told Brother Ying that the knocked out teeth were swallowed in her stomach, why wasn't she like this?

I am cheating, seeing the move, no matter the wind and rain to run to Renshou Palace, what is it for......

obviously hated Peony and Qin Yu for breaking the peace, but when he saw Brother Ying'er's bright eyes, all the resentment disappeared.

Maybe her mood was too obvious, and even Qin Yang found that something was wrong, so he hugged her at night, kissed her, and asked: "Xiang Yang, why are you sad in the past two days, isn't the matter of accompanying the reading solved?" ”

Wen Wanrong drilled into his arms, felt the other party's hot body temperature, and was silent for a while: "Brother Ying is going to Wenshan Palace to study with the Eighth Prince early in the morning, and I feel a little uneasy." ”

"What's so disturbing about this?" Qin Yang is full of confidence in Brother Ying'er, "It's not far from home, I'm not coming back in the afternoon, hey, it's not that Lao Tzu said that your mother is a failure, Brother Ying reads a book, you just sigh, you have to go out to fight for ten days and half a month and can't come back, you don't sleep?" ”

Wen Wanrong raised her head and glared at him dissatisfiedly: "You have a big heart, you can eat and sleep when the sky falls." ”

Qin Yang smiled cheaply, and his mouth was cheap: "Look at it, when you talk about your son, you will say your son, and the fire will be sprinkled on Lao Tzu's head, hey, fragrant sheep, your liver has been very hot recently." ”

"Yes, yes, yes! I'm just a hot liver, and I'm angry with you! Wen Wanrong said as she tugged at his waist and screamed at Qin Yang.

He laughed, grabbed his slender wrist, pressed it above his head, and took a closer kiss: "Liver Huo Wangduo drinks chrysanthemums, it's useless to blame Lao Tzu." ”

As he spoke, he hiss......ed thoughtfully: "If you don't put out the fire, it's good for your body and mind." ”

As soon as the words fell, without waiting for Wen Wanrong's reaction, she turned over and pressed it.

Wen Wanrong felt that he was rough-skinned and thick-skinned, a scoundrel, and he clearly thought about it, and it always depended on her.

After the passion faded, the two were left tired, and they didn't care about picking up the dirty clothes, belly pockets, and pants on the ground, pulling the quilt indiscriminately, and sleeping in each other's arms.

Early in the morning, Qin Yang was busy with the morning court, Wen Wanrong sent him out of the weeping flower gate, it was not dawn, there was no time to sleep back to the cage, and turned around to go to the old lady's side.

"Where's Yingge'er?" As soon as Wen Wanrong entered the courtyard, she ran into Holly, who was about to go out to carry the food box, and asked in a low voice.

Holly was blessed and said that the master was still sleeping.

Wen Wanrong nodded, and went to Brother Ying'er's room.

The charcoal fire in the house burned a lot, Wen Wanrong didn't take off her coat, and immediately sweated finely.

The little girl in the waiting room was diligent, woke up early, and hurriedly greeted the door, calling "Mrs. ...... early"

Wen Wanrong raised her hand, signaled not to disturb the child, took off her coat, and walked into the inner room with light steps. Brother Ying was sleeping soundly, probably too warm in the room, and his little face was red and fluttering, like a ripe apple, tempting to take a bite.

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