Before the hot water for the bath was delivered, mu Qingge sat down beside Hua Yiran, poured a cup of tea for her and said with a smile: "however, it's just a small matter. Do you think it's too important?"
Hua Yi Ran horizontal her one eye, "where is I see too heavy, clear is you don't care?"
In fact, Hua Yiran is right. Mu Qingge shrugs and doesn't care much: "OK, I admit it."
"Geer, to be honest, there are people from other countries on such a big occasion. Don't you worry about your bad performance and shame?"
Mu Qingge looked at her like wilting, "however, please, you have asked me these words many times, so don't say any more."
"You think I love it." Hua Yiran, seeing mu Qingge's unbearable appearance, poked her head with her fingertips and said: "I just want to strengthen your sense of oppression, so that you can know the importance of things and strengthen your practice."
"I think you're just worrying."
"Princess, why don't you practice hard today?" Spring cold several people see mu Qingge seem or don't put on the heart, anxious way, "maidservant heard these two days, the market almost didn't appear any official miss, everyone in the boudoir hard practice!"
Their wife's aptitude is not as good as others, many things have not been touched, and they don't practice hard. They will be laughed to death at that time!
"Ge'er, your girls are well informed." Hua Yiran said: "it's not just the miss of the official family, even Kuai Ziying hasn't run after Prince Qing these days. She focuses on practicing in the post house."
Mu Qingge catches interesting information, "Kuai Ziying running after Prince Qing?"
"Yes Hua Yiran covered her lips and said with a smile, "it is said that she fell in love with Prince Qing at first sight and fell in love with him at second sight. Since they met him in the palace that day, she has been thinking about Prince Qing all the time. She inquired about all kinds of news about him. She followed him wherever he went, which made Prince Qing almost dare not go out of the palace!"
"Oh?" It's not surprising that it's a fake. Kuai Ziying looks at a very proud woman. I can't imagine that she even put down her figure to chase a man.
"Now the whole imperial city knows about it." Hua Yiran said, "Prince Qing is used to being wild. His shadow will never disappear in the GouLan red courtyard. Kuai Ziying follows Prince Qing to stay in those places every day. He has a bad temper. It is said that he almost strangled several women in the red chamber and smashed many red courtyards on the spot."
Mu Qingge's eyes twinkled and the corners of his lips rose.
Unexpectedly, Kuai Ziying really takes a fancy to Rong Qingzhi. The men who were called into the palace by the Empress Dowager can be relieved.
However, Rong Qing is very miserable.
"I heard that you and she are involved in six projects." Hua Yiran said, "she also inquired about the projects you participated in. You should pay attention to them then."
"Inquire about me?"
"Yes." Hua Yiran shrugged, also feel strange, "you should not constitute a threat to her, I really don't know what she did it for."
Mu Qingge drooped her eyes, her eyelashes trembled and rubbed the cup with her fingertips. She asked, "what projects did she take part in?"
"There are five things like you." Hua Yiran said, "but she didn't take part in tea making. Instead, she changed it to singing and dancing."
Mu Qingge nodded.
Hua Yiran said, "I heard that she plays the piano very well. I think even if you can't win Qin Ziqing, she should be certain."
Mu Qingge feels funny. Hua Yiran's hostility to Qin Ziqing is really deep.
She didn't want to continue the topic and asked, "by the way, you are here because of the hero meeting. Tomorrow is the hero meeting. Are you going to live in your house today?"
"Yes Hua Yiran didn't continue that topic, smiling and glaring at her: "if it was the living king of hell before, it would definitely drive me out and not let me live, but you're not the same. Will you let me live?"
Mu Qingge is very angry, "you all come here, don't you already have the answer?"
Hua Yiran patted mu Qingge on the shoulder and laughed: "ha ha, Mo Ge'er knows me! I live here today! "
Mu Qingge smiles sincerely, "welcome."
After chatting with Hua Yiran for a while, I see someone carrying hot water. Mu Qingge asks Chunhan to help her find a suit of clothes and take a hot bath.
Hua Yiran is also tired. After chatting with mu Qingge for a while, mu Qingge asks the housekeeper to arrange for her to stay in the guest room.
The next day is the day to set out for the hero conference.
The day is slightly bright, and before waking up, mu Qingge is suddenly shaken up by Hua Yiran.
It's very cold. It's snowy outside. Mu Qingge uses a quilt to wrap himself like a rice dumpling. He opens his eyes in a daze and says, "however, are you too early?"
"It's late. It's late." Hua Yiran tries hard to get rid of the quilt on mu Qingge's body and says excitedly: "there will be riddle guessing and martial arts competition in the early morning. Let's go and have a look?"
Mu Qingge yawned, "no interest!"
Words, eyes closed, a soft body, sleep in the past.
"Song Hua Yiran was almost annoyed by mu Qingge, but seeing that she was sleeping soundly, she sighed and couldn't bear to wake her up. After thinking about it, she went to the housekeeper and said that she would go ahead.
Therefore, when mu Qingge continues to sleep for about an hour, washes well and goes to find Hua Yiran, she is told by the housekeeper that she has set out first.
A family of three at breakfast, Mu light song did not have a good turn a white eye, "but it is too anxious some."
The housekeeper laughed and didn't answer.
In fact, it's not princess Hua's worry, it's his wife who is too calm.
You know, there is already a sea of people in the trial Pavilion early in the morning. Many of the official ladies who participated in the competition went to get familiar with the environment early.
What does mu Qingge think of? He asks Rong Jue, "by the way, nigger, are you going too?" I remember he seemed to be a judge or something.
Rong Jue nodded lightly, "well."
"What kind of project do you judge?" Mu Qingge Zhong lingyuxiu's eyes looked at him with a smile, "are there any projects I participated in?"
Rong Jue raised her eyebrows. "So what if I have one?"
Mu Qingge, with a chin in one hand and a spoon in the other, stirred the porridge in the bowl with a thief's smile on his face. "However, they are worried that if I don't play well, they will lose the face of Jue palace. If you are the judge of those projects I participate in, you will give me a high score!"
People live two lives, but never through the back door, try to taste good.
"Cough!"
Madam, you dare to say anything!
The housekeeper listened and was choked by his own saliva. He coughed red and his neck was thick.