Chapter 112: The Road of Slapping the Face of the Waste Wood Girl (6)
According to the guidance of the God of Contract, Jiang Pengpeng began to cultivate in the courtyard early in the morning with the help of the morning light, because the aura at this hour was the purest.
For some reason, when she cultivated, although she felt that the aura here was indeed very strong, there was always a feeling that it was difficult to absorb.
She couldn't figure out what the specific problem was.
Because of the fact that she had just started cultivating, and because her body was a little uncomfortable with the aura here, she slowly began to feel sleepy, and she soon fell asleep.
"Yo? Why is my sister sleeping in the yard? ”
Wen Qiyue deliberately showed an extremely surprised look, and despite covering her mouth, mockery overflowed from her eyes.
At this time, she was followed by a group of people, carrying dozens of boxes into the yard in their hands.
Jiang Peng frowned and glanced at her slowly, "Something?" ”
Her cold attitude inexplicably made Wen Qiyue look at her more.
"It's not anything important, it's just to inform you, you go and choose a side courtyard, this courtyard is bigger, I want to use it to pile up some sundries, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has given me too many gifts recently, and there is really no place to put it."
Wen Qiyue opened and closed her mouth to put the prince on her lips, and looked at Jiang Pengpeng with a proud face, now Wen Xinling is as humble and lowly as an ant stepping on the soles of her feet.
"Then His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is quite generous." Jiang Pengpeng replied lightly, and he couldn't tell what the expression was on his face.
Hehe, what the prince gave her, so many empty houses in the entire Prime Minister's Mansion can't be piled up? Is this the entire East Palace moved?
Yu Chu on the side complained in his heart, but he didn't dare to say it, so he could only fight for his own young lady in his heart.
Wen Qiyue thought that Jiang Pengpeng was jealous, although she was not shocked on the surface, she might feel how uncomfortable she was inside.
"That's natural, and I've only heard His Royal Highness the Crown Prince say now that he hasn't given you any gifts." The triumph in her eyes couldn't be suppressed,
"Hey, if my sister likes it, let's pick one of those gifts from His Royal Highness the Crown Prince to me, so I can make a souvenir."
Wen Qiyue's tone of charity and her lofty appearance made Jiang Pengpeng feel a chill.
"Then thank you, sister."
Jiang Pengpeng was unceremoniously, deliberately showed a very happy look, and immediately got up from the chair and walked towards the boxes.
Wen Qiyue followed closely behind, and also introduced: "My sister has always liked simple and elegant things, I think these jewelry in this box are more suitable for you, you can choose whatever you want." ”
"Well, thank you."
She opened the row of boxes one by one, but there were no special gifts, all some gold and silver jewelry, all kinds of clothes, cloth, and the like.
"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince said that these are the best silk cloths from the Western Regions, and after they are made into clothes, they are warm in winter and cool in summer, so my sister might as well take two horses......"
Jiang Pengpeng directly ignored what Wen Qiyue said behind her.
Finally, her gaze fell on what looked like a Buddhist bead.
"I think this thing is good, so let's do it."
A look of surprise appeared in Wen Qiyue's eyes, this string of beads was the most ordinary string of all jewelry, and she asked again, "Are you sure you want this?" ”
"Well, you just don't regret it."
Jiang Pengpeng took the Buddha beads in his hand and checked them, and inexplicably felt that this was definitely a good thing.
"Poof......
Wen Qiyue sneered, "This sentence should be that I asked you, giving you so many opportunities to choose, but you only chose a string of broken Buddha beads." ”
"I can move out of this yard, but there's one more request." Jiang Pengpeng turned around and looked at Wen Qiyue, and continued solemnly: "The remaining three side courtyards, just give me the westernmost one." ”
Wen Qiyue looked at Jiang Pengpeng like a fool, "Do you want the westernmost side courtyard?" Don't say we've treated you badly, that yard has been abandoned for a long time......"
"It's okay, I'll just want that one." Jiang Pengpeng's affirmative tone always gave Wen Qiyue a feeling that there would be some treasure in that yard.
"That's it, I'll go and tell my father in person about this matter, the main thing is that the second lady of the Tang and Tang Prime Minister's Mansion lives in the westernmost side of the desolate courtyard, if it gets out, I think the Prime Minister's Mansion treats you badly, and the reputation of our Prime Minister's Mansion is not good."
Wen Qiyue is the image of a kind sister, I don't know how much she cares about Wen Xinling, but in fact, she doesn't want Wen Xinling to get any cheapness.
Jiang Pengpeng didn't react much, just nodded calmly, "Well, you see that I have already given up this yard to my sister, should my sister also ask the maid next to you to help me clean it, after all, I don't have enough manpower here." ”
When Jiang Pengpeng said this, Wen Qiyue immediately understood her true purpose.
The reason why she really wants to live in the West Courtyard is that she wants her maid to help clean it, right?
Wen Qiyue already hated this, Wen Xinling hated it, what
"This ...... As you know, I often have a lot of things that they need to do for me lately, anyway, you have time, I don't have to ask my father for instructions, you just move to the West Courtyard, as for this cleaning, you can do it yourself. ”
Wen Qiyue's face was full of rejection, Jiang Pengpeng's inadvertent mouth hooked my curvature, and she sighed helplessly, showing a helpless look, "It's okay." ”
In the trajectory of the previous life, there were good things in the West Courtyard, how could she really ask Wen Qiyue to let someone help her clean up.
It's just that she has a good grasp of her psychology.
Yu Chu is finding out more and more that his young lady has been really strange lately.
was divorced by His Royal Highness the Prince, and there was no sadness at all, and then the courtyard where she lived was also robbed by the eldest lady, and she was very happy to take her to the most desolate west courtyard of the Prime Minister's Mansion.
Yu Chu looked at Jiang Pengpeng with tears in his eyes, "Miss, are you sick?" If you get sick, you must tell Yu Chu that even if the slave smashes the pot and sells iron, she will go to the doctor. ”
Jiang Pengpeng: "......"
"Yu Chu, you touch my forehead, and then look closely at my ruddy complexion, where does it look like I'm sick?" Jiang Pengpeng pulled Yu Chu's hand on her forehead and touched it, then turned her face in front of her, and said earnestly.
"Miss, but...... You see that this western courtyard is already desolate and overgrown with weeds, and it is in tatters everywhere, and you are still so happy......
Jiang Pengpeng began to roll up his sleeves, "Yu Chu, when we clean it up together, you will know that this is definitely a treasure land!" ”