Qingzhou listened quietly until the old lady and the Ning clan had ordered everything to be in order, and then let her leave.

On the way back, the light boat did not make a sound, but the forsythia on the side couldn't bear it and spoke; "Miss, this old lady and grandmother are really hurting, the frontier is so far, this way is thousands of miles, your injury is just right, how can you get it?"

Qingzhou has been raised in the deep boudoir since he was a child, and he has always lived a life without leaving the door, and he suddenly wants to go to such a distant place, and his heart is also bottomless.

"Forsythia, grandmother will arrange for someone to escort me, don't worry." Qingzhou whispered softly, and gently comforted the maidservant.

"Miss," Forsythia got up anxiously, "The weather in the north is cold, there is no grass, and it is not a place for people to stay at all, where can you stand this body?" ”

Qingzhou smiled slightly when he heard this, "Uncle has been stationed in Northern Xinjiang for more than ten years, and people like him can go, let alone an insignificant person like me." ”

Qingzhou said, patting Forsythia's hand lightly, signaling her to rest assured.

Forsythia was about to say more, but she saw Qingzhou raise her index finger and make a shushing gesture on her lips, her eyes were gentle and clear, and Forsythia had to close her mouth when she saw this.

It was getting dark.

Qingzhou has not rested, only leaning on the head of the bed, carefully doing the needlework in the hand, this is also the custom of the Beijing Division, after the bride passes the door, always for the parents and elders of the in-law's family, brothers and sisters to make some embroidery, one to close the relationship between the bride and the in-law's family, and the other is also to let the husband's family see the new daughter-in-law female red meaning.

Even if Wan Zi'an treats her badly, but this custom is unavoidable, Qingzhou has embroidered a waist support cushion for the old lady these days, and made a pair of soft and delicate insoles for her mother-in-law Ning, Wen's is a silk handkerchief embroidered with bluegrass, and even Wan Zi'an, Qingzhou has embroidered a peace charm for him since he heard that day that he was going to the frontier.

Putting away the last stitch, Qingzhou breathed a sigh of relief, and put the peace charm in the basket along with a few other embroideries, planning to send it in person early tomorrow morning.

To do this, Qingzhou still has no rest, so far, she has done embroidery for all the people of Wanjia, except for one person, Wanzhongshan.

Thinking of men, Qingzhou is a little unsure of what to do, Wan Chongshan is a famous general in the world, and he doesn't like the embroidery of these mothers-in-law, Qingzhou thinks about it for a few days, and he really doesn't know what he should embroider in order to match this uncle with great military achievements.

Qingzhou sighed slightly in her heart, just about to put away things, but her eyes lit up, she remembered that she had seen a sword hanging on the waist of Wanzhong Mountain, but she did not wear a sword spike, she settled down, took the silk thread, a pair of skillful hands carefully weaved, about an hour later, a sword spike with a peace buckle, appeared from her hand.

Qingzhou looked at the sword spike, and a shallow laugh floated on his face, which was slightly pale from staying up late.

In the early morning of the next day, Qingzhou first sent the embroidery to the old lady and Ning, and the old lady didn't say anything when she saw the cushion to protect her waist, while Ning had been worried about her son being taken to the frontier by Wanzhong Mountain, and she didn't even look at the insoles sent by Qingzhou, and she didn't bother to pay attention to what her daughter-in-law sent for herself.

Qingzhou left Ning's courtyard, looked at the sun, and thought that Wan Chongshan had left the General's Mansion at this time, so he walked to Wen's house with Forsythia, intending to send Sipa and Jiansui together.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the master and servant stepped into the house, they saw that Wan Chongshan and the Wen family were there, Wan Chongshan did not wear military uniforms today, and looking like that, I am afraid that he will not go to the military camp today.

"Uncle, aunt." Seeing this, Qingzhou only leaned down and said goodbye to the two of them.

Seeing the light boat, Wen smiled; "Qingzhou is here, have you had breakfast?"

"Aunt Xie cares, and she has already used it." Qingzhou's voice was soft, she knew that Wanzhong Mountain would leave Beijing the day after tomorrow, and she didn't want to stay and disturb at this time, so after finishing speaking, she took out the silk handkerchief from Forsythia and handed it to Wen, "Auntie, Qingzhou saw that you like orchids on weekdays, so I embroidered this square handkerchief for you, and I hope my aunt can like it." ”

Wen took the veil, and also knew that this was the embroidery made by Qingzhou as a bride for her husband's family, and when she saw the elegant orchids on it, the smile on the corner of her lips couldn't help but be stronger, and she only turned around and Wanzhong Mountain Road; "Second master, look at it, the female celebrity of Qingzhou is really speechless."

Wan Chongshan's eyes swept over the square handkerchief, and he didn't say anything, only a faint "um".

Qingzhou couldn't see his joy and anger, and felt a little uneasy in her heart, she mustered up her courage, took the sword spike from Forsythia's hand, presented her hands in front of Wanzhong Mountain, and said softly; "Qingzhou doesn't know what my uncle likes, so I have to make a sword spike for you, I hope you don't dislike it."

Wan Chongshan's black eyes looked at the sword spike, something as unique as the sword spike has always been used by those literati and ink writers as decoration, and the sword of the warrior is mostly used to fight, he has used the sword for many years, but he has never worn the sword spike.

Wan Chongshan stretched out his hand and took the sword spike from Qingzhou's hand, his face was still resolute and heroic, and his voice was calm and low, only a few words were said to Qingzhou; "I have a heart."