Chapter 484

The snow disaster is rampant, and it's rare to have a sunny day. The prosperity of the capital is restored in an instant. The streets are full of tourists, and the peddlers' cries are warm in people's hearts.

Lanzhifang is a depressing scene.

The shop was closed, and several accounting rooms and stewards were sitting in the hall. Xu Biqing was sitting in the upper position, watching these people with their heads down, fiddling with the abacus and keeping accounts.

"How's it going?"

Xu Biqing's eyes were a little lax. He didn't sleep well last night. He came to the shop this morning and saw that several shopkeepers were waiting for an answer in lanzhifang.

Beiming lie had so decided to do business with her, and now it was at this time that she was caught off guard.

After listening to people's inquiry, the chief accountant wrote down the last account, got up and bowed to Xu Biqing. "Miss Hui, I've made a rough calculation. In these days alone, I've lost more than 50000 yuan everywhere."

"Fifty thousand?" A lot of figures made her shiver, but in just a few days, she had already lost about 50000. In the long run, how could it be better

Looking at Xu Biqing's face turned white, a shopkeeper next to him came forward and said with relief, "it's not a big deal. The young lady's happiness is flourishing! This morning, the prince asked people to carry several boxes of betrothal gifts. We all saw them! "

Seeing this, the others stopped their actions. Their faces were full of smiles, and they echoed, "yes, yes, although your Highness's position in the court was stopped, she was also in the East Palace of the court. In our opinion, the young lady is indeed blessed!"

These words have become nonsense in Xu Biqing's ears. Such compliments are useless to her, and she doesn't feel happy. The prince's coming to ask for marriage now is her own private efforts.

Just as expected.

Slightly hook the corner of the lip, Xu Biqing tone light, can't hear what emotion, "the book to remember more clearly, although the Ministry of accounts later check not much, but in the end carefully sail ten thousand years ship."

Since the last time he was beaten by the old fox Yun Shikun, the account department often sent people to check the accounts, and invited two more accountants, just for the sake of insurance.

"Yes, Miss Xu, don't worry." These people are old-fashioned people. Seeing that there is not much joy in people's faces, they all stop talking and bow their heads to settle the accounts.

For a moment, the hall only echoed the sound of the abacus beads touching each other and turning books to get paper.

Xu Biqing got up and went back to the backyard, looking at several big red boxes in the yard, which were all betrothal gifts sent by Yunling Tianqian.

If he wants to come here, he should have gone to the palace to ask for permission.

"Miss, are these things carried into the room or not?" The girl beside her looks at these betrothal gifts with envy. As her identity, she is naturally envious in her heart.

Xu Biqing extremely casually glanced at the box, but his tone was a little cold, "ask someone to open the warehouse and carry it over."

"Yes."

Among other things, in today's situation, everyone can't avoid the prince. At this time, there is a great chance that he can ask the emperor to marry him.

Xu Biqing thought about a lot of things, but felt a little headache, so she raised her hand and rubbed her face, and took a deep breath.

It's still a long time to be in the East Palace, but it's just the beginning.

At that time, fengwuya was about to walk out of the corridor. From a distance, he heard a crisp fragrance coming from the study. He hastened his pace.

The door was wide open. When I got to the door, I saw Qing'er standing in front of the broken pieces of ceramics. I couldn't help but yell, "what are you doing here?"

Qing'er turned her head in a daze, opened her eyes wide, and then began to cry. Her little hand held her sleeve tightly, and her tears fell down one by one.

Aware of his fierce to the child, the wind boundless instant regret, regardless of the porcelain on the ground, squat down - the body will Qing'er gently to arms, warm voice comfort: "well, well, Qing'er don't cry."

Where does Qing'er know these things? She doesn't know why she was attacked. All she knows is that Feng Wuya has always had a good temper. Thinking of this, she cries even more wrongly, "Wu Wu Wu..."

With her belching, a servant girl suddenly stood outside the door. After people turned back, Fang Fu said, "the princess asked the servant girl to take the little princess. She said it was lady Ji who came and wanted to lead the little princess to play."

Hearing the words "Ji Shao's wife", Qing'er's cry stopped immediately. Her eyes lit up. She seemed to have completely forgotten about the boundless wind. She ran to her maid with a small step and blinked.

Yesang is here.

The wind sweeps the maidservant at the door, looks at Qing'er deeply, sighs deeply, drops a "go", then turns around and stares at the porcelain tiles on the ground. There is no more words.

The maid took Qing'er all the way out of the house. When she came to the carriage, she moved her footstool and carefully helped her to get on the carriage.

Qing'er leaned in half and saw that it was the eldest princess. She narrowed her eyes and jumped down with a smile. As she ran to the carriage behind, she said, "I want to sit with sister Ye!"

The angle plum saw this and hurriedly beat up the curtain, pull to support Qing son to get on the car."Sister Ye!"

Looking at the villain in front of her, he tilted his head and laughed at himself. The gloomy mood in yesang's heart was suddenly swept away, and he touched her head. "Today, I'll take Qing'er to the palace to play. Shall we go to see Donggui in the palace?"

"Donggui?" Qing'er blinked. She was very interested and nodded her head.

She leaned on Ye Sang's knee, raised her little hand to play with the sachets and tassels hanging in the four corners of the car, and her thoughts slowly drifted away. The voice of Nuo Nuo was melting. "Sister ye, Qing'er wants to eat the fruit of Shengtan building, but my aunt doesn't want to buy it."

Ye sang raised his hand and ordered the little girl's forehead. He said with a soft smile, "why? It's not because Qing'er loves sweet food too much. It's not good."

"Well..."

Qing'er flat mouth, no longer say this topic, leaning over the pillow in Ye Sang's arms, feel elbow some of the feeling, did not care.

I don't know how long later, the carriage slowly stopped.

After getting out of the car, a group of people stepped into the palace and stepped on the palace road paved with bluestone. Qing'er was still walking and jumping, very lively.

Seeing this, the palace maids and eunuchs who passed by retreated to the two roads to say hello, especially for fear of bumping into the little princess.

Ye sang and the eldest princess walked side by side. Suddenly he remembered general Ji, and he didn't know what situation he was in and whether he was safe.

In the middle of the day, because Qing'er was hungry, when he came to a waterside pavilion, several people stopped to have a rest and ordered some cakes and milk tea.

Holding the villain in his arms, ye sang glanced at the dishes on the table, pinched a piece of chestnut cake and handed it to Qing'er, "it's winter. I want to pay new tribute to chestnut these days. Do you like it?"

After taking the chestnut cake, Qing'er bit half of the entrance and nodded her head with wide eyes as she ate it to show her liking.

She almost choked when she ate. Ye sang patted her on the back, while the eldest princess took tea and fed it to Qing'er's mouth. She said with a smile, "eat slowly, and there's no one in the palace to rob you. If we Qing'er likes it, we'll find all the chestnut cakes in the imperial dining room. No one can say anything, can't we... "

Teasing the child, the eldest princess thought for a moment a little erratic, smile convergence, is stupefied God, in front of the Qing son suddenly ran away with a smile, "don't eat, don't eat, I want to go there to play."

The eldest princess straightened up and put the tea cup on the table. Several maidservant eunuchs trotted up to follow her, but Qing'er only allowed them to follow far away and refused to come near.

Here, ye sang and the eldest princess talk about how Qing'er is these days, how she eats more, and how she reads the cakes and fruits of Shengtan tower.

On the other side, Qing'er ran to the Changle palace. A fragrance came to her face. She sucked her nose and heard the beautiful sound of Xiao.

"Why?"

Pinching the corner of her clothes, Qing'er is very curious. She follows the sound of the flute and unconsciously lightens her steps. She doesn't find anyone behind the people in the pavilion.

After listening to the rest of the song, Qing'er only felt calm. Then she called the people in front of her, "what's your mother blowing? Listen carefully!"

Wen Jinxiu was startled by the sudden appearance of the voice. The Xiao on her hand almost fell off. She clenched the Xiao. Then she lowered her eyes to see the child, "do you know who I am?"

Her voice was very gentle, and there was an inexplicable power in her tenderness. Qing'er had an inexplicable closeness and love for her. "My aunt said that this is the inner palace, so all the women who can play Xiao here are the maidens in the palace."

With that, Qing'er stares at the Xiao on her hand and looks up at Wen Jinxiu again. Her eyes can't help but go deep. "My name is Qing'er."

Looking at the child's childish white face, Wen Jinxiu felt a warm current in her heart. She raised her hand and raised the white gauze. With a smile, she looked like a fairy concubine. "The song just now is called GuanShanYue, which should be my hometown's song."

It should be because she can't remember clearly.

But every time I play this piece, I always feel an inexplicable and sudden sense of belonging and missing.

Qing son to up her that pair of eyes like water, the ghost makes a miraculous thought of the thing still hiding in the sleeve.

Carefully felt out the twig suxinmei, put it in the palm of the hand, held it in front of the person, "Niang Niang, this is for you."

Feeling the little girl's love for herself, Wen Jinxiu smiles. When she is ready to pick up something, Su Xinmei in the palm of her hand is reflected in her eyes, which makes her have a headache and want to crack. Then she is in the dark and unconscious.

Qing'er is just a child. Where has she seen such a scene? She is so surprised that she retreats. Su Xinmei in her hand also falls on the ground. Naturally, she has never noticed it.

In a panic, the maids and eunuchs who had followed seemed to have heard the news and rushed over, "little princess Pass on the docto