I saw Sheng Luoan smash his purse into his arms, and said arrogantly: "Miss Ben can't take advantage of Hou Ye in vain, I compensate Hou Ye for this silver!" ”

At the end, he added: "Although the silver is not much, but the level of Hou Ye just now is worth so much silver, go back and practice more!" ”

After speaking, without waiting for Gong Moye to react, he turned around and took Su Ying and Xiao Chengzi, who were blushing, and Shi Shiran went back to the courtyard.

By the way, he also dropped the lock and unceremoniously locked Gong Moye outside the hospital.

Gong Moye stood in place in amazement, and stood silent for a while before he came back to his senses: this damn woman, this is selling him as a Qinglou...... Male?

Looking at her arrogant posture of smashing silver, it seems that this is not the first time she has done this?

Moreover, what she meant by what she just said was that she thought his skills were not good??

Gong Moye's face was so black that he could drip ink.

Mo Qi, who had been pretending to be invisible just now, stepped forward at this time and asked bluntly: "Master Hou, can my subordinates help you put this purse away?" ”

Gong Moye gave a cold gaze and killed, "Get out!" ”

Mo Qi's outstretched hand was still in the air.

And his own marquis had already stacked him down and strode forward.

After a big turmoil, the next two days, Sheng Mansion seemed extraordinarily silent.

Sheng Luo'an, who didn't need to ask for peace in the morning and dusk as before, had also stopped extraordinarily in the past two days, and he had never even stepped out of the door of Yuji Pavilion.

From an outsider's point of view, she looks like a proper girl to be married.

Only Sheng Luoan knew that he was really tired from working a few days ago and needed to recuperate.

The days of eating and sleeping, and eating when you wake up, passed quite quickly.

In the blink of an eye, two days passed.

According to the holy decree, the wedding day of Sheng Luoan and Gong Moye was set on the eighth day of the fifth month.

In other words, there are only four days left before the wedding day.

This made Su Ying so anxious that she couldn't lie on the bed.

took a bunch of needlework and cloth and was about to stuff it into Sheng Luoan's arms, and while stuffing it, she muttered, asking her to quickly embroider things like pillows, kerchiefs, and shoe uppers for marriage.

Sheng Luoan was puzzled: "This big mansion actually needs Miss Ben to embroider these things in person?" ”

Although the original body can be embroidered, and the embroidery is very good.

But after all, she was the one living in this shell now, and she didn't have the patience to sit down and spend her time on embroidery.

Su Ying sighed helplessly and said, "Forget it, Miss, you are also married for the first time, and your wife passed away early, and there is no one around you to teach you that you need to prepare these things yourself before you get married." Still, I'll do it. ”

She was born as a young lady, and died as a young lady's ghost, so let's take it as if it was embroidered by Miss herself.

Although Sheng Luoan felt that Su Ying's first sentence was strange, he still breathed a sigh of relief, and added by the way: "It's really not good, I'll go to the needlework room and pull a few people over." ”

Su Ying held her forehead, and didn't want to say that the embroidery that should have been done by the bride herself, but she had to let others do it for her, and she would make it known to everyone.

After a while, Su Ying suddenly remembered something again, put down the embroidery in her hand, and asked, "Miss, how much dowry do you say the master will prepare for you?" ”

"Dowry?" Sheng Luo'an, who was lying on the corpse, got up with a spirit, couldn't take a nap, got up and walked out of the door.

"Miss, where are you going?"

Su Ying shouted anxiously, and wanted to chase after it in stride.

Completely forgetting that he was a sick person, this run directly involved the unhealed wound on his buttocks, and he suddenly bared his teeth in pain and inhaled cold air.

Sheng Luoan's footsteps did not stop: "I'll go and ask how much dowry Aunt Cheap plans to prepare for me." ”

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Sheng Hongbo's affairs in the palace ended early today, but he still rushed back without delay.

After returning home, the first thing I did was to go to Yingyue Pavilion to see Sheng Keqing.

Since the day of the beating, he was forced to whip Sheng Keqing with family law, Sheng Hongbo's heart felt like a piece of meat had been stripped of him, and it hurt when he thought about it.

was distressed, and his pace inevitably accelerated.

Sheng Keqing's personal maid Zhucui was about to go out, when she saw Sheng Hongbo coming over from afar, so she hurried back to the house to report to her master.

At that time, Sheng Keqing was sitting in front of the dresser, carefully examining the wound on his forehead.

Those wounds, after the careful conditioning of the house doctor, as well as the daily application of the ointment that Sheng Hongbo bought from the Western Regions with a lot of money, have now scarred, and they are almost good.

"Why did Daddy come back so early today?"

Sheng Keqing was puzzled, and asked someone to quickly wrap the white cloth strip back around his forehead.

Liu Rumei looked at Sheng Keqing's operation in surprise, and blurted out: "Qing'er, the doctor said today that there is no need to wrap it anymore, and you have to let the wound breathe." ”

Sheng Keqing glanced at this mother, who always had one less tendon than her, and said hatefully: "I don't want to be pitiful, how can I make my father hate that little cheap hoof?" ”

Liu Ru frowned: "Qing'er is still thoughtful." ”

Sheng Keqing just lay back on the bed on his front foot, and Sheng Hongbo strode in with a food box on his back foot.

As soon as he came in, he asked with concern, "How does Qing'er feel today?" Are you better? ”

Sheng Keqing lay on the bed sickly, and replied weakly: "Daddy, I don't know if Qing'er's body is too weak, the house doctor has been conditioning for several days, Qing'er still feels pain all over her body, and she has no appetite." ”

Liu Rumei on the side hurriedly answered sadly: "Master, Qing'er, she still can't eat, how can this be good?" "

"Woo, poor Liao'er was beaten one after another, how can this body stand it!"

After Liu Rumei finished speaking, she began to wipe her tears sadly.

Sheng Hongbo's heart hurt again when he heard this, especially when he saw the thick strips of white cloth wrapped around Sheng Keqing's forehead.

His eyes were hot, and he said softly: "Qing'er, if you can't eat it, you have to eat some, Daddy bought you your favorite rose cheese crisp today, it's okay to pay for the taste quickly." ”

After Sheng Hongbo finished speaking, he sent Zhucui and carefully helped Sheng Keqing to the chair and sat down.

"Daddy, you're so good to Qing'er!" Sheng Keqing twisted a piece of pastry in his hand and said softly.

Sheng Hongbo listened, and his heart was sour, "It's good that Qing'er doesn't blame Daddy, that day, Daddy was also forced to use the family method on Qing'er." ”

Although she waited for Sheng Luoan and Gong Moye to leave, she stopped, and when she started, she also deliberately reduced her strength.

But now he can't forgive himself just when he thinks of his precious daughter crying out under his own whip.

The three of them were eating in the house and talking something close to each other.

Suddenly, there was a commotion outside, and there was a faint sound of the maid stopping it.

After a while, the door slammed open, rudely knocked open from the outside.

The three people sitting in the room, following the prestige, saw Sheng Luoan swaggering in.