The matter of Xie Songhua entering the palace to see Mrs. Huayang did not spread widely.

Mainly because Mrs. Huayang's illness itself was not informed to the public.

The group of people in the Tai Hospital did not give orders, and they categorically did not dare to spread it indiscriminately, so only a few people knew about it.

Xie Qionghua already knew about it.

Jun Mo drunk has their own news channels.

"That Huimin County Lord has been annoyed with her for a long time, and now that she is involved in it, I'm afraid that this Huayang Lady's illness is not so simple."

Two days ago, he was pulled by An Shi to see each other again, Xie Qionghua's mood was extremely unhappy, and he was too lazy to move in the past few days.

Aunt Huanxi frowned unhappily when she saw her lazy appearance, "I said eldest lady, I know that you have a different identity, and I don't dare to use the rules of our building to press you, but how many days have you not been on stage?"

Two or three old customers said that if I can't hear your piano again, I will stay in our building for a long time."

"Then stay!" Xie Qionghua didn't worry at all, "One or two are so old, what kind of is about mountains and rivers, if they are not afraid of losing face, what am I afraid of."

"You ......" Aunt Huanxi was a little angry that iron could not be made of steel, but in the face of the woman in front of her, she had no way at all, and then suddenly smiled, "That's it, you are not my person."

"But......" Aunt Huanxi said, as she made the clothes tailored, "didn't you say that you didn't care about your cousin who came halfway?" I spared no effort to help her not to say anything before, but now I was just called into the palace to embarrass her, so it's worth your chatter?"

"Hey, the world is boring!" Xie Qionghua became more and more lazy, nesting in the recliner like a cat, "These people who come and go, one by one, are boring, and I can easily get such a sister who is still interesting."

Knowing her duplicity, Aunt Huanxi didn't debunk it, "Mrs. Huayang is famous, but that is in front of today, and she owes her a favor today, if it weren't for her at that time, maybe I don't know who it is sitting on that chair today!"

But now that the dragon body is not safe, and this owe has been for so long, the prince's position is now becoming more and more stable, I can't say when, we will have to change the year name!

The crown prince naturally won't treat Mrs. Huayang badly, but she is not a fool, once a son of heaven and a courtier, can she continue to maintain such a respectful status now?

And as soon as the relationship between the crown prince and King Chen is unclear, she will not dare to offend people indiscriminately, so don't worry, no matter how loud she is now, nothing will happen to your cousin."

Such a national event even directly puts the change of the throne on his lips.

Aunt Huanxi, the person in charge of the Qinglou, is so open-mouthed, she is really a bit bold.

But Xie Qionghua's face was as usual, as if she had long been accustomed to her words and deeds, but she was interested in some of the things in her words just now, "Aunt thinks...... Is it true that the Holy One is dying?"

Although such a thing is normal to say in the mouth of Aunt Huanxi, there are other people next to it.

Xie Qionghua glanced at the woman who measured the size for Aunt Huanxi, only to find that the two people over there looked so natural.

Only then did I suddenly realize that this gentleman was drunk, a little tailor, and he was also Aunt Huanxi's confidant.

Aunt Huanxi looked at her with a smile, "You are so bold, because you are from such a family, haven't you even taught you what not to talk about?"

Xie Qionghua shrugged her shoulders as if she didn't care, "What's this! I never talk much in my house! If my aunt thinks I shouldn't talk like that in the building, I just don't say it later."

Aunt Huanxi's gaze stayed on Xie Qionghua's face, as if she had been looking at it for a while, and suddenly smiled "poof", "You girl, it's easy to get started!"

Xie Qionghua didn't respond, but she was worried that she could say a few more words, but to her disappointment, Aunt Huanxi turned the conversation and asked about the piano

The rehearsal progress of the Fang Zhuren.

When the tailor went down, Xie Qionghua lay in the chaise longue and told her about serious things, while watching her groom in front of the mirror over there.

There was nothing special about such a scene, and she was very fond of her aunt, and often stayed in her house.

But before, Xie Qionghua didn't look too carefully at Aunt Huanxi's room.

She has always believed that if a person like Aunt Huanxi can sit in such a position, she will definitely not be short of money in her hands, and she will be immersed in such an environment all day long, not to mention the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, I am afraid that even a subset of classics and history can also talk to people for half a day.

For the elegance of this room, it is quick to accept that it is not strange.

But I don't know why, Xie Qionghua seemed to be suddenly interested today, and carefully looked inside and out of this room, and then found a problem.

The room was indeed as elegant as she had imagined, and there was nothing unrefined in it, but it was not excessively extravagant.

Most importantly, if you look closely at the furnishings, you will feel just right.

Fine but not showy, clumsy but not simple.

She suddenly remembered a statement she had overheard before, Aunt Huanxi was halfway into this business, and she had a fiancé in the past.

Such stories are very common in Qinglou, and Xie Qionghua naturally thinks that she is also one of the thousands of poor women.

Later, I saw that she had a lot of opinions about the affairs of the court, and knew that she had a backer with a big background behind her, and Jun Modrunk was absorbing the news of various houses in the city all the time.

subconsciously thought that she was taken in after she took over Jun Modrunk.

But at the moment, it doesn't seem to be the case at all.

She counted the time and had a guess in her mind.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Just when Xie Qionghua was thinking about it, Aunt Huanxi in the mirror suddenly raised her eyes and looked at her, "I haven't accepted customers for a long time, let alone female customers."

Xie Qionghua rolled her eyes, "You're so beautiful."

It's still the same joke as usual, but when it comes out, even Xie Qionghua himself noticed a trace of embarrassment.

She simply got up, "It's boring, there seems to be something going on at home, I'll go back and take a look!" After all, my surname is Xie!"

Staggered towards the door, and before his hand reached the door frame, he heard the voice of Aunt Huanxi behind him, "No matter what you think, remember the rules of our building."

This sounded like there was nothing wrong with this, but at such a specific time, saying such a specific sentence was enough to make Xie Qionghua break out in a cold sweat.

Aunt Huanxi put down the hosta in her hand, looked at the back in the mirror, and looked at it for a long time, with a light smile on the corners of her eyes and eyebrows.

That doesn't represent her mood at the moment, it's just a professional habit.

It was about to find Xie Qionghua's strange appearance, her smile finally became a little real, and then she Shi Shiran got up, dragged her long skirt and slowly walked to her, looking at her with extremely bright eyes, "You entered my building by yourself, and you have a temperament that I like.

Over the years, you've been like I thought at the beginning, and you've never taken matters into the building, and that's a good quality, and you have to keep it up."

Xie Qionghua finally came back to her senses from Fang Cai's emotions, she turned her face, showing a rare serious expression, and looked at Aunt Huanxi's eyes, "So, aunt, have you used my identity?" Did I do anything without realizing it?"