"Death Phase." Qing'er glanced at him coquettishly, and spread out the scroll in his hand in front of him, "Isn't this painting beautiful?" ”

"Well, it's beautiful." As he spoke, he looked at Qing'er's face.

"Have you even watched it?" Qing'er asked unhappily.

"Of course I see, if this painting is sent back to the palace, the boss will definitely double the punishment of those little guys." Zhong Jingyan understood his wife's bad taste, and still couldn't help but echo.

It doesn't matter if the son is happy or not, they exist only to make the wife happy. So, at some point, it is very necessary to pit sons and daughters. You see, how obvious the effect is now!

Qing'er was very satisfied with one of them, a family portrait drawn for a few children, and then deliberately put it in a box and instructed the little girl outside.

"Wait until you get to the town, buy some souvenirs, and then send this painting to the emperor."

"Yes, sissy."

The chariot boy whispered back, then quickened his horse, and drove the wagon as fast as he could.

They had to go into the city before the gates were closed, and if they had hurried slowly, they would not have found a place to stay. Qing'er spoke at the right time, alleviating the difficulties of the little girl.

The little guy's skill in driving the car was extraordinary, and he arrived in town before dark.

After entering the city, he came to a house in an alley with a familiar way, and only then did he respectfully invite the two people in the car down.

"It's nice and quiet." Qing'er looked around and found that this place was also very good.

Zhong Jingyan glanced at the little girl appreciatively, and took Qing'er's hand and walked inside, "This place is full of scholars, and it is quiet." ”

"How long are we going to stay here?" Before she entered the yard, Qing'er was thinking about leaving.

"Won't you stay here a little longer?"

Qing'er shook her head, "Naturally, we have to turn into time and hurry, and when we return to Beijing, we will be able to catch up with the boss to marry." ”

"If there is no candidate, where can I get married." Zhong Jingyan despised her in her heart.

"As the emperor, there are people urging him to get married now, wouldn't it be more in two years? Besides, he was sixteen years old at the time. Sixteen years old is also the age of marriage, we have to prepare early, otherwise we really won't be able to go back by then. ”

"It's still early."

Zhong Jingyan didn't want to talk about this topic, so she pulled her and walked inside, "Let's see what is missing here first, and then let them buy it." ”

Qing'er: "......"

Why does he have to divert from the topic every time he talks about his son?

After the two of them turned around the house, they were very satisfied with it. The yard is not big, just a three-way yard. It can be regarded as one of the better houses in the neighborhood. Zhong Jingyan is still very satisfied with the environment, but Qing'er doesn't seem to be very happy.

"What's going on?" As soon as Zhong Jingyan turned around, he saw that Qing'er couldn't keep up.

"My son is getting married all of a sudden, and I look younger than my son." Speaking of this, Qing'er was very resentful. I didn't notice this change before, but now it's really too obvious.

spread it out, and people didn't treat her as a demon anymore!

Zhong Jingyan suddenly couldn't cry or laugh, "What's this?" The Queen Mother has the skills to stay in her face, what can others say? Besides, you're young. ”

"Hehe, that's compared to you!" Qing'er really looked disgusted.

After finishing speaking, Qing'er suddenly sensed that something was wrong and decisively got up to escape. Before he could get up, he was pressed under Zhong Jingyan.