Chapter 442 The whole family loves Xuan Xiaoying and Xiangli fall out of favor (4)
The princess glanced at the peasant woman and asked again: "Do you want to change the sheets? Let them do it." She was afraid that there would be too many people, which would make the peasant woman and Xiao Lian uncomfortable. She didn't ask the maids to stay in the house overnight. Command, you can call them directly.
Biqing hurried forward and took the sheet from the peasant woman: "I'll do it."
The peasant woman just pulled it off for a long time, but she didn’t pull it off. It’s the right thing to do. Biqing is willing to help. She stood aside to see how Biqing removed the sheets that seemed to be stuck on the bed. She saw Biqing untie four ribbon knots from the four corners of the bed. No wonder she slept through the night, the sheets were neat as if they had been ironed, they were knotted and fixed. People from the city are really advanced.
The concubine took Xuan Xiaoying to the next door for dinner, and the peasant woman was also invited, for no other reason, Xuan Xiaoying had to eat with her.
The peasant woman lived to be in her thirties, when did she have dinner with so many big men? I was so nervous that I couldn't hold the chopsticks steadily. And they didn't make a sound when they were eating, only she was babbling... Her throat slipped, she didn't dare to eat, she drank soup instead, but the sound of sipping soup was louder than snoring.
King Zhongshan frowned!
Sun Yao also frowned.
She shook her hands in fright, and the spoon fell into the bowl, splashing a few drops of soup.
Bi Qing came over in a hurry and removed the dishes in front of her.
Her face turned red like a monkey's butt. If there was a crack in the ground, she would have slipped in.
"Mom, I want to eat buns." Xuan Xiaoying said suddenly.
"Okay!" The peasant woman stood up instinctively, and used her hands to grab the bun that was thousands of miles away from her. Then, she felt a few strange eyes falling on her, and she was shocked on the spot. Glancing at the crowd, she saw that everyone was looking at her with a very strange look, and then she remembered that on the dining table in the palace, it is enough to move the eyeballs, it was all caught by the maid, she was very embarrassed Withdrew his hand and sat down.
Biqing picked up the serving chopsticks and was about to pick up buns for Xuan Xiaoying, but Ning Yue stood up, leaned over, picked up the buns opposite her with her hands, put them into Xuan Xiaoying's bowl, and said with a slight smile, "The buns are away from you." The fourth sister-in-law is relatively close, so your mother can't get it."
"Thank you Sisao." Xuan Xiaoying said quietly.
The peasant woman gave Ning Yue a grateful look.
This meal, apart from the little episodes just now, is generally very pleasant. They were able to take care of the princess's emotions earlier and pampered Xiangli. Now, they can naturally tolerate the peasant woman in order to take care of the younger sister's emotions. Most importantly, being able to have dinner with Xuan Xiaoying filled everyone's hearts with joy and anticipation. Rules or something, all stand aside.
After the banquet was over, the princess called Ning Yue and Sun Yao into the room.
"I called you here to discuss something with you. I can't make up my mind and I want to hear your opinions." She took a sip of tea, "I think you all know about Sakura, that's right, the mansion Xiao Ying is not the biological daughter of my lord and I, she is an abandoned baby brought back by your eldest brother from southern Xinjiang, named Xiangli. After your sister disappeared, I felt sad, so I raised her as your sister. Now, your sister came back…"
Speaking of this, she paused, "Xiangli has been Xuan Xiaoying for three years, and suddenly told others that she is an adopted daughter, it would be too cruel for her; but if Xiaoying's identity is not restored, it will be too cruel for Xiaoying It's too unfair. What do you think?"
Sun Yao doesn't know Xiangli's true nature, so it's a bit of a dilemma to judge her only by the standard of an ordinary child.
(end of this chapter)