"Mother, you want to see, since the saint attaches great importance to the courtesy of the one who lives in the Youyuan, then the dignitaries and nobles who come to participate must be indispensable. His Royal Highness the Crown Prince may come too. ”

Speaking of the crown prince, Shen Fangrou's eyes had a hint of ambition.

The Han family was moved, as long as the saint did not dissolve the marriage contract one day, then Shen Qinghe would have the name of "future princess" on his head. Even if others are in a wait-and-see state, it is not good for the "future princess" to be absent.

If Qing He is ugly at this time, then the position of the crown princess can only be Fang Rou's, and if she can tell Ling Wei about her family affairs again, it will be really unexpected.

Han calculated the surplus in the public account of the house, and estimated his own private money. She made up her mind and finally relented: "It's time to buy you some new clothes and new jewelry, and you have to fight for your mother at the ceremony, don't let the silver be sprinkled in vain." ”

Shen Fangrou thoughtfully helped Han Shi pinch his shoulders: "I know that my mother is the best." ”

On the other side, Shen Qinghe had already returned to Juyouyuan.

Shen Qinghe sat alone on the small couch by the window, looking at the vista and falling into deep thought.

When Fang Cai was in the main hall, Shen Qinghe used the east of the emperor as a raft, blocking Shen Fangrou's desire to share the reward, and also fooled Shen Wei. You can deceive others, but you can't deceive yourself.

Shen Qinghe knew in his heart that the Holy Lord did not value her so much. Otherwise, when she was summoned earlier, she would not have been so cold, and after asking a few words, she was not interested and asked her to step down.

But the strange thing is that the Donglin Emperor also sent someone to send a rich reward.

And Shen Qinghe himself has just returned to Beijing from a desert island, and in the eyes of others, he is just a poor little cabbage whose father does not hurt and his mother is not there. If the emperor of Donglin has a plan, I am afraid that he has a connection with her mother, Princess Allure.

Thinking of the original owner's mother, Princess Allure, Shen Qinghe muttered in his heart again.

This princess of Allure is extremely noble, and there should be a doctor in the house, and she often consults doctors. The princess of Allure was in her youth, and she had a doctor with her, but she died young and returned to the underworld.

Shen Qinghe had to suspect that there might be some shady conspiracy here.

I got out of the bed and walked slowly around the house.

At this moment, a small servant respectfully said through the door: "Miss, everything has been carried into the warm pavilion on the west side." The little guy raised his head slightly, looked over quietly, and asked tentatively, "Do you want to count it?" ”

"No need." Shen Qinghe smiled lightly, took out the makeup box, took out a few pieces of broken silver from it, and walked over.

"You have also worked hard, take it and divide it, and use it as a wine money." Shen Qinghe smiled and handed over the broken silver.

The little guy was too embarrassed to accept it, and he stammered: "Big, big lady." It's the minions' business. ”

Shen Qinghe threw the broken silver into his arms, cleared his throat and said, "Okay, what are you afraid of, Mrs. Han's side won't know the situation here." She lifted her chin to the broken silver.

When the little servant heard this, he couldn't refuse anymore, so he rubbed his hands and put the silver in his sleeve. Then he bowed down and smiled: "Thank you for the reward." ”

Shen Qinghe didn't say anything else, only waved his hand and said, "Go and get busy." ”

The little guy said "hey" and beckoned others to leave together.

Shen Qinghe watched through the gap in the window lattice, watching the group of subordinates talk and laugh and leave together, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but hook up a secret smile. This Protectorate Mansion is under the control of the Han family, and it is not an iron bucket. As long as she uses patience to win people's hearts, she will naturally be able to dig up more useful information in the future.

Shen Qinghe closed the window, sat on the couch and took a sip of tea, closing his eyes comfortably and resting.

The next morning. The masters of the Hou Mansion had breakfast in the side hall.

Compared with these pampered people, Shen Qinghe eats much faster. She put down her chopsticks one by one, wiped the corners of her mouth with a plain handkerchief, and then slowly looked up at Shen Wei on the side.

"Dad, my daughter wants to go out today, I don't know if it's okay?"

Shen Wei looked up at her, frowned and asked, "Something?" ”