Chapter 442

The soul asked the maidservants to break the ice and put it in the room. Now on her side, she needs more than ten pieces of ice a day. If they all go out to buy, they will need dozens of pieces a day. Moreover, it's not clean yet. The soul also wants ice and ice cream.

The soul thought for a moment and said, "dig an ice chamber in the yard. Dig it now. We must dig it well today. Please invite more people back“

Yan Yan was extremely shocked. However, since it was the master's order, he nodded and wrote a piece of paper, "take it to the chic Pavilion and let them send all the things I want!"

Yan Yan answered and went out.

Then, she took Juan Juan to say hello to Chen Qingqing. When Chen Qingqing saw the soul, he quickly and warmly greeted, "soul, come on, Xuanhong wrote to you!"

She was wearing a water blue gauze skirt meandering across the floor, and a moon white bamboo striped jacket. The waist is tied together with a colored belt, which highlights her graceful figure. The green silk is gently pulled up, a fairy cloud bun is pulled in the hair room, and a sapphire butterfly hairpin is obliquely inserted. One eye is like two pills of black crystal raised in mercury. It is clear and bright. It is light to sweep the moth eyebrow and thin powder on the face. It has the color of a country and a city. It has a generous appearance, There is a sense of elegance between behavior and footwork. A sweep of the eyebrows and eyes is a beautiful thing.

The soul looks at Chen Qingqing in a daze. Every time I look at Chen Qingqing, I feel that the more I look, the more beautiful I feel. I don't feel aesthetic fatigue every day. Sure enough, the real beauty is very beautiful.

When Chen Qingqing finished, he handed the heart a small envelope. The heart blushed. If you want to write a letter, it's not better to write to the natural and unrestrained Pavilion. Why should you give it to Chen Qingqing? How bad it is to let others see it.

Chen Qingqing saw that her heart was holding it but didn't open it. She quickly said, "look, the mother imperial concubine didn't know it was written to you in advance, so she opened it first“

The heart listens, the face is redder, open it quickly, look at the heart, it is redder: the heart, I miss you so much!

The soul really wants to kick him. It's so explicit. Hey, isn't he in the era of feudal tradition? Why don't he speak euphemistically? The soul is speechless!

The mind looked at Chen Qingqing. Chen Qingqing still had a constant expression. The mind remembered that Shangguan Xuanhong dared to say that he missed her in front of more than a dozen elders. Now it's normal to write and say.

At this moment, Chen Qingqing took his heart's hand and comforted, "Xuanhong is well. He didn't attack on the full moon night last night!"

When Chen Qingqing said this, he was very happy. His eyes were red and his heart nodded. "My husband will get better. He won't be ill in a few days. He must be cured soon!"

Chen Qingqing listened and nodded excitedly.

At this moment, the Shangguan amnesty just came back. The middle-aged man in his thirties didn't look old. He was wearing a dark cyan cut silk robe. The deep color, coupled with his rigid face and smart eyebrows, made him look gloomy and terrible.

He was followed by Shangguan xuanyang, with clear and picturesque eyebrows and indifferent look. A straight necked robe of autumn fragrance color has an excellent sense of drape. A wide belt with moon white and auspicious cloud pattern is tied around the waist. There is only an excellent black jade hanging on it. The shape looks rough but simple and gloomy. Black hair was tied with a silver ribbon at will. There was no crown or hairpin. A few strands of hair in front of the forehead were scattered by the wind and danced with the silver ribbon, looking quite light.

Shangguan wuamnesty was a little excited when he heard the dialogue between his heart and Chen Qingqing. He asked, "Xuanhong's disease is much better?"

Chen Qingqing handed the letter to Shangguan wuamnesty. Shangguan wuamnesty opened it excitedly. In fact, after he came and asked, he was afraid that Chen Qingqing would ignore him, because it used to be like this, but Chen Qingqing took the initiative to give the letter to him, so he was really excited.

Xuanhong's legs didn't attack, no poison hair, and his head was better. That means that Xuanhong's head was better when he came back last time.

Shangguan wuamnesty asked his heart excitedly, "where is Xuanhong? It's nice to be in the natural and unrestrained Pavilion. We have to thank the boss. The emperor is also looking for him!"

My heart was a little surprised. Shangguan was unforgivable. He thanked the boss of chic Pavilion for his son's illness. What did the emperor want to do with him?

My heart is full of black lines. "I'm not sure. I guess I'll go with my husband. When my husband comes back, ask him!"

The soul said, looking at Shangguan xuanyang. Shangguan xuanyang's eyes are a little dim. If Shangguan Xuanhong can get better, and Shangguan Xuanhong is the legitimate son. At that time, the position of the son of God doesn't know who is sitting!

Therefore, Shangguan xuanyang is certainly not happy.

Shangguan xuanyang listened to Shangguan's unforgivable words and came to congratulate her. When she heard these words from the outside, Li Jiali clenched her teeth and clenched her fists under her sleeves. Her green tendons burst out. This fool has been in a wheelchair for so many years and has been poisoned. How can she get better?

Maybe he wrote back to make Chen Qingqing happy. If he could be cured, he would be cured when he went out with his heart.

Li Jiali walked in slowly, with a goose yellow flower smoke Luo shirt, a turquoise embroidered oil green tangled pattern heald skirt, and a stone green silk cut squirrel cloak. The eight treasures beads and jade wreaths on the waist move with the steps, and the pearls falling from the black hair are hidden in the ears, which is particularly bright and moving. On his head, a cicada wing that likes to climb branches swings, and beads and mother of pearl accessories are on his ears. Her pretty face still can't hide the pride and arrogance in her eyes. Emei pink, apricot eyes are slightly selected, and her lips contain Zhu. The plump and glittering earlobes are wearing gold-plated point emerald flower basket earrings, a ruby necklace is hung around the neck, and a gold-plated corrugated bracelet is worn on the white wrist. Under his feet is a pair of scarlet embroidered shoes with soft soles. From top to bottom, the whole person is gorgeous, extravagant and extraordinary.

Originally, she was a beautiful woman like Chen Qingqing. However, the hostility on her face forcibly destroyed her beauty, and her face was ferocious and terrible!

However, as soon as he walked through the screen and came in, a smile appeared on his face. "If Xuanhong's legs get better, it's really gratifying. In this way, there is no amnesty and there is no need to feel guilty!"

As soon as Li Jiali's words came out, Shangguan's unforgivable face was very gloomy. Looking at Li Jiali's eyes, Li Jiali stopped talking and came forward to salute and greet her!

As soon as he sat down, he asked his heart, "I just saw your maid coming back with more than a dozen workers. What is your yard going to build?"

Listening to her heart, she was a little excited. Her maidservant was different and efficient. It was only a long time. Yan Yan brought people in. It is estimated that she can start making ice cubes in the evening.

The soul saw Chen Qingqing's confused sight and smiled, "the soul came today to tell the mother imperial concubine about it. The soul wants to dig an ice room in the yard!"