Chuntao's nose is sour. Normally, the princess is so kind to her. How can the prince be so cruel to her.
Maybe it's because Chuntao can't hide things in her heart, and her unhappy expression is clearly written on her whole face. She puts the snack on the table, thinks about it, and opens her mouth: "princess, that Feng Tingting is still pregnant with the flesh and blood of the Lord. You say, how can God be so short-sighted?"
When she heard what Chuntao said, Qi Jiao was stunned. She didn't expect that she would lose the game, but it will be a long time, even if she has a son? She will take good care of all this belonging to a Yan, and will not let anyone move the wrong idea of the title of the royal family.
Qi Jiao walked to the table and sat down. She poured a cup of tea and drank it slowly. Then she took a piece of snack to eat: "well, today's snack is still good. Come and have a taste of spring peach!"
Chuntao felt sad. She could not finish all the snacks, but she was rewarded. If it wasn't for the princess's kindness, how could she be so happy to eat the snacks made by the kitchen chef herself? But now the princess is so calm, but she can't see through.
"Princess, aren't you in a hurry? Don't you worry, Wang Ye's heart is robbed by Feng Tingting! " Chuntao is really worthless for the princess. The princess of their family is the most expensive Princess of peace and music in Ningling. How can those ordinary ladies compare with her? What's more, Feng Tingting seems to have the same virtue as the fox in the building. How can she compare with their dignified princess?
In the old days, Qi Jiao would go to Bai Yuting and ask him clearly. But when she made up her mind to please Bai Yuting with her body, and he was very happy, her heart felt that she was dead at that time. Before, she gave him the whole heart, but he didn't want it. Ju ran only wanted her body, so she gave it to him, But her heart will never be there again.
"Ping'er, go and take out the cloth that my son gave me. I want to make a dress for the Lord." Qi Jiao's composure makes Chun Tao a little confused.
Feng Tingting is pregnant. The princess is not worried at all. At this juncture, what kind of clothes should she make for the prince?
See spring peach stunned, Qi Jiao got up and pushed her: "you this wench, let you go to take, still here lazy do what?"
Although Chuntao is really curious, I don't know what the princess is thinking at the moment. After all, if it's the master, is it that the master already has some countermeasures?
Qi Jiao remembers that when she first married Bai Yuting, she also made a dress for him. The stitches on the dress were made by her. At that time, Bai Yuting was very happy for three months. Almost every day when she was not busy, she would stay with her. One of them was watching flowers and butterflies in the pavilion, the other was reading and drinking tea in the pavilion, Although that kind of day is insipid, it is unspeakable happiness for Qi Jiao.
That memory has been locked in her memory for so many years. Even though she is dead to Bai Yuting now, when she thinks of some past, there will be a sour taste in her heart. She thinks that he must have been hurt too deeply by Bai Yuting. Even so, he owes her that he promised her, even if she has lost her dignity, Will also maintain the faith that a princess should have.
For Ningling, for herself, and for a Yan, even for the man she doesn't love, she won't give in to other women.
The piece of cloth that the prince sent to the princess has never been willing to use. It's a good brocade. It's specially provided by the royal family of Ningling. It's said that it took six months to make such a piece of cloth from a skilled textile girl. This brocade is more valuable because it's mixed with silver thread.
Qi Jiao hasn't worked as a female worker for so many years. She's really a little strange. After all, the brocade is precious. She asked Chuntao to take an ordinary cloth to practice her hand.
At night, when the princess drank the medicine, Chuntao paid attention to it when she passed changtingxuan. She was relieved to know that the prince didn't stay in changtingxuan.
But as soon as she got back to the house, she saw the princess lighting a lamp to make clothes. She went up to have a look. The eyes of the needles on the princess's hands were all thick, and the clothes were dyed a little red.
"Princess, why do you bother yourself? Just let Chuntao do it by herself." Can the peach to the distressed, wish that the eye of the needle is in their hands.
Qi Jiao knows that Chuntao loves her, but she has to do it by herself to fulfill the vanity of Bai Yuting. Isn't that what she wants? He didn't care what was plain and light. What he wanted was so blatant and magnificent. But after so many years of marriage, his enthusiasm had already been consumed. He insisted on lighting up the flame again. I didn't know that even if the flame was lit up again, it was not the tender and honey flame at the beginning.
Does she hate Bai Yuting this time? Is it resentment? But you can only prove your love for him by making clothes with your own hands. If you are deeply in love, why do you need to prove it? Men sometimes have more emotional vanity than women.
Can't persuade the princess, Chuntao only better a lamp, accompany the princess to make clothes together.
See spring peach happy, Qi Jiao blurted out a question: "how, what thing, so happy?"
Chuntao chuckled, and there was a smile in her eyes: "princess, I went to changtingxuan specially just now. This prince didn't sleep in changtingxuan tonight."
This Chuntao is a simple girl with the same mind as Chunmei. Although Qi Jiao's emotional road is not smooth, the good thing is that God is kind enough to treat her. After Chunmei died, she gave her a person to talk to.
"You, why do you put your mind on it every day? You are not young. If you have a crush on any childe, I'll go to see him for you." The most rare thing in the world is the love of ordinary people. Sometimes Qi Jiao even envies them very much. Their love is not mixed with any political factors, but simply helping each other. This kind of feeling is what she yearns for. Maybe only this kind of feeling can last for a long time.
Spring peach a listen, the princess to give her to say, immediately red face: "princess, I don't want to get married now."
Looking at Chuntao's red face, it's very like when she was just out of the pavilion, she would always be red when she saw baiyutang, but now, when she saw baiyutang, she always wanted to make her red.