Compared with Song Jingruo's side, Song Jingwen's ingenuity and cleverness made Su Shi a little stunned. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Is this still the silent three girls?

When Su was in a trance, Song Jingwen caught a glimpse of Su and said with a smile: "The third aunt is here, is the time come?" ”

Song Jingwen's cheerful voice made Su feel a little unreal, as if he had returned to the day when Chunqing and Da Lang got married, Su Shi vaguely felt that he saw the shadow of Da Lang's daughter-in-law on Song Jingwen's body.

With a sigh in his heart, Su really hoped that Song Jingwen could learn a little bit of Chunqing.

After thinking about it, Su Shi smiled and stepped in, "It's still early, I'm just here to take a look at our bride." Saying that, Su Shichao smiled at the grandmother who was dressing Song Jingwen, "I'm tired of you." ”

Although these grandmothers are just subordinates who dress up the ladies in the palace, anyone who comes out of the palace is a nobleman and must be respected.

What's more, Song Jingruo and Song Jingwen are married to the sons of the heavenly family, and they are inextricably linked with the royal family all the time, so it is even more important to leave a good impression in front of these people, who knows what they will say in front of the masters when they go back.

A companion is like a tiger, and if you are not careful, you may be killed.

Don't say that she is a princess, didn't a prince of the previous dynasty offend the emperor's former chief manager because of a sentence, and was finally cut off by the emperor and demoted to the common people! That's the emperor's own son.

There is a reason why there are no relatives in the heavenly family.

Su's respect made the grandmother feel very useful, although she was respected, but after all, she was still a subordinate, bent her knees and gave Su a salute, and said with a smile: "The third lady in the house, Hui Zhilanxin, when she arrives in the mansion of the fourth prince, it must be a prosperous and prosperous day." ”

Su didn't expect the three girls to speak so well, in comparison, Song Jingruo was simply in the water.

Originally, it was just to avoid the gossip in the flower hall, and to take a look casually, but at this time, the Su family really wanted to help Song Jingwen.

Song Jingwen is a concubine, at this time, her biological mother Aunt Qiao can only accompany the old lady in the old lady's house, but she can't watch her daughter get married in person, let alone tell her in detail.

Su Shi smiled and said affectionately to the grandmother: "You are an old man in the palace, you have never seen anything, you are afraid that you have experienced more salt than I have eaten, what are you teaching and teaching me this niece, this child is pure-minded, and he doesn't know if he doesn't have to suffer." ”

As he spoke, Su Shi withdrew a warm mutton fat jade bracelet on his wrist and stuffed it to the grandmother, "I'm sorry for you." ”

Ma Li accepted the bracelet, and the grandmother said with a smile: "It's easy to say, it's easy to say." "But there was a sigh in my heart, this Zhenguo Mansion is really different from other mansions, even the girls who are out of the house are treated like concubines.

Su's actions really surprised Song Jingwen, she grew up so big, although the third aunt treated her well, she never took the initiative to say anything to her, and always maintained an attitude of not far away, let alone begging for her in person.

Song Jingwen threw a grateful smile at Su Shi, the corners of her eyes were shining, and she sighed in her heart, what her sister-in-law said was really right.

At this moment, Song Jingwen felt that going to Meiji Hall to talk to her sister-in-law last night was the only right thing she did when she was so old.

Chunqing's heartfelt instructions and guidance made Song Jingwen pause, and after a conversation, she realized how failed and stupid she had been over the years, but the sister-in-law said that she went to the Four Princes' Mansion, and everything was reset to zero, and it was not too late to start again.

The sister-in-law said that she is still young, as long as she is willing to work hard, it is not too late, and she has a lot of good days waiting for her.

Clutching the handkerchief in her hand tightly, Song Jingwen looked forward to her new life with excitement, and memorized the words that her grandmother taught her word for word.

Talking and laughing, time passed extremely fast, Mama just finished speaking and was about to drink water to moisten her throat, the sound of gongs, drums and bamboos outside was deafening, and then Tian came in with a group of female guests with a smile on his face and began to urge marriage.

After finishing a series of cumbersome etiquette, Song Jingruo and Song Jingwen went out of the room almost at the same time.

Under the red hijab, Song Jingruo looked angry, still thinking that the night pearl on her head was not big enough, not round and bright enough, but Song Jingwen's eyes were bright, looking forward to her new life in the Four Princes' Mansion.

Erlang picked up Song Jingruo and got on the sedan chair of the second prince with brisk steps, Sanlang Shilang was young and couldn't carry Song Jingwen, and the two brothers tightly supported her on the sedan chair of the fourth prince.

"My mother said, the third sister must not endure any grievances by herself, this will always be the third sister's home, if there is anything, the third sister must tell the family, if it is inconvenient to tell the second aunt, tell my mother is the same." San Lang helped Song Jingwen and whispered in her ear.

"My sister-in-law asked me to tell the third sister that if anything happens to the third sister, she must not see her." Shiro said on the other side.

As San Lang Shiro's voice fell, Song Jingwen sat steadily on the sedan chair, and while the sedan curtain slowly fell, a few hot tears suddenly fell.

It turns out that there are still so many people here who are concerned about her.

Watching the sedan chair gradually move away, Tian finally breathed a sigh of relief, and the next thing he had to wait for was the return of the three dynasties.

Tian returned to the second room tired like a ghost, and saw that the second master Song was sitting there with a blue face and sighed, Tian closed the door and stepped forward, "What's wrong?" While asking, he took off his shoes and got on the kang.

If she didn't stop a little longer, her leg would break.

Second Master Song raised his eyes and glanced at Tian, who couldn't hide his old age with thick fat powder, and sighed in his heart, she was paralyzed there like a pile of rotten meat wearing gold and silver, and even the black and white heifer in the kitchen was more charming than her.

Second Master Song suddenly lost any interest in talking to Tian, and dropped a sentence, "It's nothing." Then he got up and left.

Out of the second room, looking at the red firecracker crumbs left after the celebration, the second master Song was entangled, whether to go to Dongxue or Jiaojiao!

Hey, if only they could live together, why bother.

After pondering for a long time, Second Master Song still went to Dongxue in Shanyuan Hutong.

Early the next morning, Song Hui had just entered the palace on duty, and Mama Zhao on the side of Xinghua Lane came to Meiji Hall early in the morning, and the laughter had already come in.

"Why is she here again!" Bai Shao muttered in disgust, she didn't want to see anyone from the Jiang family on the other side of Xinghua Lane in her life.

Chunqing guessed nine times out of ten.

"The slave and maid say hello to the grandmother, and the grandmother is healthy." As soon as she entered the house, Mama Zhao flashed her old yellow teeth and said with a smile.

"Come here so early in the morning, but is there anything wrong with my aunt?" Chunqing said with a smile, and asked Bai Zhi to move an embroidery pier for Mama Zhao.

Bai Zhi pouted and put the embroidery pier on the ground, and said with a cold face: "You sit." ”

Mama Zhao sat down unceremoniously, and said to Chunqing with a smile: The slave knows that the eldest grandmother has not forgotten her previous relationship. ”