After the joy, Chunqing placed her elbows on the small round table, supported her cheeks with her hands, frowned, and tried to ponder Tian's intentions. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Does she want Song Jingruo to elope with such a huge sum of money?

The old lady said yesterday that since Song Jing didn't marry the second prince, she would still be sent back to the country grange three days later.

Maybe Tian couldn't bear to let his daughter suffer in the countryside grange, so he wanted to give her this huge amount of money to let her fly away?

That's unlikely.

Although the old lady sent Song Jingruo to the grange, anyone with a discerning eye could see that the old lady was a punishment, and the other was to let her avoid the limelight.

The unmarried girl poisoned her cousin-in-law at home, and such a vicious reputation spread out, not only Song Jingruo, but also the entire Zhenguo Mansion was so affected by her that she couldn't raise her head.

Therefore, the Zhenguo Mansion did not abandon her, and the Tian family had no reason to do such a thing.

Just when Chunqing thought hard and felt that her brain was really not enough, Bai Shao Pingting came back, and she was still followed by Zhaoyang's secret guard Chun'er.

"Grandma, this is a reply from the prince." Chun'er handed Chunqing a brown paper letter in her hand with a charming voice, and immediately caught up with the girl who picked up the guest at the door.

Chunqing suddenly had goosebumps.

Compared with Zhaoyang's spring, summer, autumn and winter, Chunqing still prefers her simple four little swans.

Perhaps because of the urgency of time, Song Hui's reply was very short.

Regarding the matter of Song Jingruo and the second prince, Song Hui clearly pointed out that if the old lady did not suppress it, there was no need to worry, he would arrange it.

As for the affairs of Zhaoyang and Pingxi Wangfu, it is indeed as Chunqing thought, it is not simple, he has already repaired another book to Zhaoyang, I believe that Zhaoyang will know what to do after reading his letter.

Rummaging through the letter, Chunqing finally found a sentence written by Song Hui in an inconspicuous corner: I miss you so much.

But there is no mention of the return trip.

This sentence is enough.

Counting the days, Song Hui has been away for more than a month, and I don't know if he is fat and thin now, whether he can sleep well and eat well every day, whether there are enough clothes to wear, whether shoes and socks are enough, and whether there is anyone around to take care of him.

Chunqing is contradictory and entangled.

I hope that someone can take care of Song Hui's diet and daily life, but I am afraid that such a person exists.

Generally, a man can take care of everything, except for his mother, who is his woman.

His mother is naturally impossible, even if it really appears, it is not meticulous care, it is completely omnipotent fright.

Then the identity of this woman can only be the latter.

Chunqing doesn't want any other women around Song Hui to appear, don't go out to cheer up the disaster and bring a concubine back to the outer room or something.

In addition to worrying, Chunqing's heart swelled with a faint layer of sadness, like a mist shrouded in the top of the mountain, which seemed to be unpredictable.

"Grandma, this is what the prince brought back to you." Chun'er gracefully placed a basket the size of a bucket in front of Chunqing.

The movement was light, as if what she was carrying was not a basket of dozens of catties, but a weightless flower butterfly.

The things were brought, and Chun'er saluted and retired.

As soon as Chun'er left, Chunqing's four little swans suddenly hula came up, chattering and discussing what was in this big box.

"Open it and take a look."

With Chunqing's order, Bai Lu took the lead, and his movements were extremely smooth, and he skillfully opened the wrapped basket with three layers inside and three layers outside.

"Oh my God!" Bai Lu couldn't help but exclaim with joy on her face, and Harazi almost fell into the basket.

Chunqing and Bai Peony, Bai Zhi, and Bai Ting immediately poked their heads out to look.

"Oh my God!" Angelica, Bai Paeonia and Bai Ting exclaimed in unison.

It was a basket full of delicacies.

Just one Jinhua ham occupies most of the basket, and the rest of the place is stuffed with dried bamboo shoots, dried scallops, sauced duck and braised chicken, and even frozen roe deer meat!

Looking at the basket full of food, Chunqing was sure that Song Hui must be the only one in his heart.

The little sour haze in my heart vanished.

"Eat sour bamboo shoots and ham at noon today! Stir-fry roe deer meat! The mood was bright, and the voice was cheerful.

"Yay!" Bai Lu was the first to react, "The slave maid will go and ask the mother-in-law in the kitchen to clean the ham and dried bamboo shoots." ”

picked up the heavy basket, and Bai Lu rushed out with the wind under his feet, as if he had stepped on two hot wheels, and he walked in great spirits.

Although the dried bamboo shoots taste delicious, there is also a lot of sand and gravel in them, and they must be washed several times before they can be eaten.

"You go to Yichun Yuan and tell the old lady that her small kitchen will stop cooking at noon, and I will send it over." Chunqing instructed Bai Shao, "The third aunt and the fourth aunt also say something." ”

Bai Peony took the order, and Chunqing began to ponder how to make this sour bamboo shoot ham and stir-fried roe deer, and also add another fried matsutake mushroom.

Since Song Hui had made arrangements for Song Jingruo and the second prince, Chunqing didn't want to worry about why the Tian family wanted to exchange all Song Jingruo's dowry for silver tickets.

At the moment of food, who wants to waste their brain cells thinking about those!

This is a desecration of gastronomy.

Chunqing is busy here, but the second prince's mansion is gloomy.

He never thought that even if he was willing to marry Song Jingruo to the mansion to be his official princess, the Zhenguo Mansion would not be willing to marry this family.

Song Jingruo is the one who was touched by her.

How could a woman who lost her body marry into a good family again, not to mention that Song Jingruo looks like a bitter melon.

The old lady of this Zhenguo Mansion is really ruthless!

The second prince is really unwilling to forget it like this.

The Zhenguo Mansion is a century-old family, and it is also a minister of the humerus who has both civil and military generals, with the support of the Zhenguo Mansion, he doesn't know how much easier his road to the throne is!

This pro, he is settled.

A resolute and ruthless light flashed in his eyes, and the corners of the second prince's mouth hooked up a few cold smiles, as if they were from the underworld, with a chill.

"Prepare the car and go to the Zhenguo Mansion." With a wave of his hand, the second prince gave an order, and while raising his feet and walking outside, he instructed the housekeeper: "Prepare the best tonic herbs and bring them all the way." ”

If the people of the Zhenguo Mansion knew that Song Jingruo was pregnant with his child, I don't know if they would stop this family business.

"Go and tell the spies planted in the Zhenguo Mansion and ask her to invite the second lady to Yichun Garden." Sitting in the carriage, the second prince suddenly remembered that this trip to the muddy water could be more turbid without the second lady.

The water is not muddy, how can he fish in troubled waters!

Su Shi did not wait for Chunqing to send the prepared food to the third room, but actively went to Yichun Garden in advance.

Today, San Lang and Shiro have gone out with the third master, and it is not sweet for her to eat alone, so she has to spoil the good skills of the eldest daughter-in-law.

followed the old lady and the eldest daughter-in-law to eat in Yichun Garden, and there were many people. (To be continued.) )