Because He Changdi has just returned to Beijing, although the saint has orally sealed the official position of Wuxuan Shilang, but he has not yet gone through the formal process, and he will be personally appointed and dismissed at the court meeting before the final number will be made.

He and the meritorious generals of the northern border army have just returned to Beijing, and after meeting the saint, they have been given half a month's vacation, and at this time, He Saburo can accompany his long-separated family in the house.

The young husband and wife talked in the room for a while 'private' and had a morning meal, and it was time to say goodbye.

The two went to Qinghui Hall first, and then to Mrs. Jing Anbo's courtyard.

Although Mrs. Jing Anbo was still leaning crookedly on the head of the 'bed', covered with a thick brocade quilt, perhaps because He Changdi had returned safely from the north and had made great contributions, her 'spirit' appearance was very good.

The originally pale and thin face also became a little rosy.

He Changdi and his wife went to see Dr. Miao together, and Dr. Miao also said that Mrs. Jing Anbo's health was getting better and better, and he had been preparing to use Xueshan Lan's 'flower' as a 'medicine' to start treating Mrs. Jing Anbo's stubborn illness in a few days.

Chu Lian and He Saburo sat next to Mrs. Jing Anbo's bed.

Mrs. Jing Anbo was holding Chu Lian's hand and chatting.

I saw her smile and said, "Lian'er is not in the house, I miss your craftsmanship." ”

A smile appeared on Chu Lian's little face, "What does my mother want to eat?" As long as it is good for your health, I will send it when I turn around." ”

Before in Jing'anbo Mansion, Chu Lian made any fresh food in Songtao Garden, and he would send a copy to each courtyard, thinking that Mrs. Jing'anbo was used to eating.

Mrs. Jing Anbo thought for a while, "I used to eat that candied tangerine and it was good, but now the tangerine is hard to find, can the hawthorn be made like that?"

Chu Lian smiled and nodded, "Yes, I'll send it to my mother when I go back." ”

Mrs. Jing Anbo left a little two to talk for a while, and Chu Lian and He Changdi came out of the inner room.

As soon as he came out of the 'flower' hall, Chu Lian paused.

He Changdi was strange, and followed her line of sight towards the corridor on the right.

I saw a pregnant 'woman' with a 'straight' belly not far away, who was being supported by two maids and walking towards this side.

The pregnant woman looked at her young age, wearing a begonia 'color' loose dress, covered with a brocade cloak of the same 'color', with her black hair coiled up, and only an ordinary golden hairpin was 'inserted' on it.

Although his face was fat, Chu Lian still recognized it at first glance as the big girl Miaozhen next to his mother-in-law, Mrs. Jing Anbo.

Chu Lian didn't expect that she hadn't seen her for a few months, and her belly was as big as a balloon.

Thinking of his eldest brother He Changqi, Chu Lian was a little embarrassed.

The position where she and He Changdi stood was a little remote, and from Miaozhen's place, they were a blind spot here.

Chu Lian and He Changdi were just about to leave when they heard a voice from Miaozhen's side.

One of them supported her maid and said, "Sister Miaozhen, do you have any discomfort when you get up this morning?"

Miao Zhen smiled and said, "No, I'm fine." ”

Then the maid asked again: "Sister Miaozhen, do you still want to eat sour these days?"

I didn't hear Miaozhen's voice over there, so I saw her nod shyly.

The maid suddenly smiled, "Sister Miaozhen, my mother said that the sour and spicy 'girl'! The little maid paused, as if she was afraid that people would listen to the root of the wall, so she deliberately leaned into Miaozhen's ear and lowered her voice and said: "We don't have a little master in the house, if Sister Miaozhen wins a man in one fell swoop, then my sister's position will be stable." ”

Although the voice was suppressed, Chu Lian still heard it in his ears without dropping a word.

Her little face frowned.

Miaozhen also 'revealed' a comfortable expression on her face, and the maid who was holding her "giggled" coquettishly.

When Chu Lian was in a daze, the hand hanging by his side was held in the palm of He Changdi's hand, and in February, her cold little hand was warm.

He Saburo's handsome face turned into a cold appearance in front of outsiders on weekdays, and he bent down and whispered in Chu Lian's ear: "Let's go." ”

Chu Lian no longer looked in the direction of Miaozhen, but just bowed his head slightly, and was taken by He Changdi to leave.

The few maids who followed behind him, all of them were very eye-catching, and they opened a certain distance from their two masters and followed behind them.

It wasn't until Chu Lian and He Changdi completely walked out of the corridor of the 'flower' hall that they fell into Miaozhen's eyes.

She paused for a moment, and subconsciously wanted to go over to say hello to the third young master and his wife, but He Sanlang pulled Chu Lian away so fast that she couldn't catch up at all.

The little maid beside Miaozhen stared at He Changdi's slender back in a daze, "Sister Miaozhen, is that the third young master?"

Miaozhen nodded, her brows furrowed, but she didn't say anything else.

Then she withdrew her gaze and turned to go to Mrs. Jing Anbo's main room.

Chu Lian was pulled by He Changdi and was a little absent-minded.

Mother-in-law Mrs. Jing Anbo wants to eat sour sugar hawthorn, and Miaozhen, who happens to be pregnant, also wants to eat sour, is this really just a coincidence?

Because he had something in his heart, Chu Lian didn't care about He Saburo's dark and depressed handsome face.

The husband and wife walked for a while, and when they arrived at the small 'flower' garden outside Songtao Garden, He Saburo suddenly stopped and pulled Chu Lian to the octagonal pavilion on the side.

He stood at the tuyere and covered Chu Lian with his tall body, "Lian'er, that candied hawthorn doesn't have to be done." ”

Chu Lian was trapped in his thoughts, and when he heard a strange "ah?", he looked up at He Changdi.

Only then did I realize that the look on his face was not ordinary.

Looking at Chu Lian's clear eyes, He Changdi, who had experienced his previous life, really didn't know how to speak.

He pursed his thin lips and stretched out his arms to hold Chu Lian's petite and soft body in his arms.

The delicate body in his arms made him sigh.

He said domineeringly: "You are my He Changdi's wife, you don't have to cook food for others." ”

Although these words sounded awkward and strange, and even had a dictatorial connotation, Chu Lian's heart was warm.

Chu Lian buried his face in his 'chest' and rubbed it, then raised his head and glared at him, "That's your mother, how can it be considered someone else." ”

He Changdi didn't speak, but just hugged Chu Lian's long arm tightly, he looked at the lake next to him that had not yet thawed, and his eyes suddenly became deep and incomprehensible.

In the previous life, Miaozhen's child was gone, and the murderer was "Chu Lian......

The hand that secretly wanted to '' everything finally couldn't help it again?

Qing Hui Hall.

The charcoal pot in the 'flower' hall is burning, and there is a warm wall, the whole room is as warm as ever, Mama Liu feels that she can't wear a cotton jacket, but the old lady on the kang still feels 'yin' cold.

Mama Liu took the porcelain bowl with the Fushou pattern from the little maid's hand, and walked to Old Taijun He's side, "Old Taijun, otherwise, the old slave will send someone to find a miracle doctor to show you again, your body is not as good as before." ”

Mrs. He shook her hand, "No, let's not mention that Divine Doctor Miao only asked me for peace two days ago, and my disease can only be cured unless I am an immortal." You don't have to be embarrassed by the miracle doctor. ”

Mama Liu sighed lightly, Mrs. He just worries too much, and she is old, which leads to poor health, if you want to be healthy, you still have to think about it yourself, and it is really not possible to rely on the medical skills of Doctor Miao to make the old lady better.

No matter how powerful a miracle doctor is, he can't withstand the trials and tribulations of time.

"You'd better drink this tonic soup!"

Mrs. He didn't refuse, but after taking the porcelain cup and eating two bites, she felt that it was tasteless, so she put it down.

After sending away the maids who were waiting in the house, Mrs. He took Mama Liu's hand and asked, "Xiangyun, what do you think of Sanlang's daughter-in-law?"

Mama Liu was stunned for a moment, and then immediately reacted to what the old lady had in mind.

She smiled: "The old lady is thinking about whether he can let the three 'milks' and 'milk' be in charge!"

Mrs. He glared at her, "You old guy, I can't hide anything from you." ”

Mama Liu stretched out her hand and massaged the old lady's shoulders and said: "The old slave said a word of transgression, now in our house, the most suitable for the family is the three 'milk' and 'milk', you should be able to see just looking at Songtao Yuan and Guilinju, no matter which one, isn't it unexpected? ”

Listening to Mama Liu's words, Mrs. He fell into deep thought.

Mama Liu saw that the master did not speak and fell silent, nor did she disturb her, but gently relaxed her muscles and bones.

After a while, Mrs. He sighed, "The old man doesn't know how good San Lang's daughter-in-law is, but isn't that child still young, and he is only sixteen this year, and he is not much different from Nianzhen." ”

Hearing Mrs. He say this, Mama Liu already had a number in her heart, and she no longer 'interjected', knowing that Mrs. He actually didn't trust the three 'milks' and 'milk' very much.

If she doesn't truly recognize a person from the bottom of her heart, even if she persuades her, Lao Taijun will not waver, but will hurt her and Lao Taijun's master-servant affection.

The master and servant were talking in the house, and a little maid outside reported that it was "Commander Mo" who asked to see him.

Mrs. He glanced at Mama Liu, and Mama Liu bent down and was blessed, so she went out to lead Commander Mo in.

Mo Chenggui glanced at the 'flower' hall and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that there were no outsiders.

He bent down and saluted Mrs. He.

The old lady invited him to sit down, and asked Mama Liu to serve him tea.

After being placed like this, the old lady spoke, "Commander Mo has something important?"

The home of Jing'an Bo Mansion will be guarded in shifts, and it will be coordinated by a special person in the outer courtyard, and it will be directly under the jurisdiction of the prince He Changqi, and if it is not something important or involves the backyard, he will not come to ask to see the master.

But looking at Mo Chenggui's current situation, it seems that there is a special reason.

Commander Mo thought about it and nodded.

"Old lady, my uncle is not in the house, there is something I have thought about for a long time and decided to tell you. ”

A quarter of an hour later, Commander Mo left.

Leaving Mrs. He and Mama Liu who were still in a daze.

The old lady's eyes were complicated, she never thought that San Lang's daughter-in-law was actually taken away when she was in the north!

And they spent the night outside......

Although the people of the Dawu Dynasty were civilized, it was also relative to the previous dynasty, even if there were not so many harsh constraints on the 'women', the family's noble 'women' name was also the most important.