She lifted the curtain and looked at the passers-by on the road. Her mood was full of joy.
Xia Yue was worried. They all went back to the palace. Hearing that beitanghao was not in the mansion, they were stunned and rushed to find the servant, "where is the Lord?"
"The princess has just come back. The prince is happy and takes her out to the temple to pray for blessings! Give her a shock
"Princess?" Wang Fuchun's face was ugly. She sneered and let go of her servant girl's hand.
Seeing her face, the servant girl lowered her head and ran away in a hurry.
Xia Yue went up to him in a soft voice and said, "the matter between lord Wang and Qin Yuran has been settled. As long as there is a lady in the king's heart, everything will be fine."
"So, in the future, I will be able to swallow my anger and watch her face live under her hand?" The heart is extremely unwilling.
"Let's have a rest, miss." With a long sigh, she let Xia Yue go back to her room to rest.
They have been asking for information. For two days, they have been playing outside, eating and living in temples. Wang Fuchun is alone and alone. At night, they just feel more and more desolate.
Finally, Wang Fuchun met him at the door.
Beitanghao reached out and helped Qin Yuran on the carriage and jumped down. They were laughing and laughing. They walked past her ruddy without even looking at her.
"Lord!" She was not reconciled and immediately called to her back.
Beitanghao's step is a meal, looking back is her.
Head one side takes Qin Yuran's hand and goes away in front of her. Her body falters and almost falls down. Xia Yue helps her, "take care of yourself, miss."
In the next few days, beitanghao ignored her or even mentioned it. She was a superfluous person in the palace.
She was not reconciled. This morning, she was holding a cornucopia comb in her hand. She was unwilling to hold on tightly. "Today, I must speak to the Lord. He must be bewitched by Qin Yuran, so he can't see my benefits!"
Xia Yue's eyes are timid and dare not speak.
He turned his head and glared at her. "If you have something to say, say it quickly and stop talking, is there anything worse than now?"
"There are distinguished guests coming to the palace today, and the whole palace began to be decorated last night!"
"Is the Empress Dowager here?"
She stood up excitedly, but Xia Yue immediately shook her head, "it's said to be her brother!"
Qin Yuran also has her elder brother. Wang Fuchun is curious and sneers: "at first, she didn't dare to hide her identity from the Empress Dowager. What's more, she is an elder brother. I've never heard of her! I must expose her
Xia Yue was worried that she was too impulsive, so she said quickly, "Miss, it's better to take a long view. If you don't see anyone, you can't make a decision."
"That's what I said. You're a good inquirer."
The palace was as lively and festive as a festival. Red lights hung on the trees and under the eaves. When the county magistrate and his family came to visit, they were all startled and said to Qin Yuran, "it's too heavy. I don't dare to be one!"
"Look at what you said. If it wasn't for you, I would have been convicted of a great crime. What would these be? Oh, here comes Xiaobao
Qin Yuran takes it from his wife's arms, looks at his chubby little face, and can't help but kiss it. It's tender and delicious tofu.
Xiao Bao was only two years old. She was just able to speak. She learned to call her aunt. When Qin Yuran heard the soft and weak baby voice, she felt that her heart would melt. She quickly said, "it's too good to call auntie. Let's call it a ganniang."
Beitanghao and the county magistrate are drinking tea and chatting. Hearing this, he says with a smile: "I've become a mother before I have a child. Don't you worry about calling yourself old?"
"No! Children are so lovely that they are willing to be old! I'm afraid you don't agree
The county magistrate's wife said with a smile: "it's our honor to be a son. How can we disagree?"
Qin Yuran twists her eyebrows slightly. Cui'er immediately turns around and takes out a pair of gold locks. She took it over and shook her head. "It's still a little bit shabby."
"Enough, enough!" The county magistrate's wife called out in a hurry: "we can't afford to be so expensive!"
County Magistrate also said: "yes, the child is still young, too expensive, but not appropriate!"
In this way, he hung it on his chest with his own hands, glittering with gold, and the hall was peaceful.
When Wang Fuchun knew all this, her face was stunned and she was very angry. She said with hatred: "they want to get married and recognize their nephew as a dry son. She is not ashamed, no!"
Suddenly, he stood up and said angrily, "Qin Yuran wants to be with beitanghao and Meimei. Don't forget that I'm around. As long as you have me, you can't do it!" Then he turned and left.
Xia Yue looks at her back anxiously.
The north wind is getting tighter and the climate is getting colder and colder. Qin Yuran has to start buying charcoal in the palace. Qin Yuran has to go to buy it.
Cui'er came back and rubbed her hands to breathe. Her face was slightly pale. "Miss, there is not enough charcoal in the market. She just bought a few hundred catties. It won't last long.""Why is that?" There is no reason why you can't buy enough charcoal every year?
Cui'er shook her head. "Because of the previous war, many people were taken to serve as soldiers, and there were a lot less woodcutters. No one cut firewood, so the charcoal fire naturally became very popular. Many large families bought them in large quantities, and hundreds of catties were still hard to get!"
It's cold day by day. How can people spend the winter without charcoal?
Qin Yuran pondered a little, "there is that kind of fine charcoal fire on the market, which can also be used for the time being!"
Cui Er quickly shook her head, "Miss, those charcoal fires, people outside are called dirty charcoal, it's not easy to use."
"It's not easy to use. It's better to be dry and cold. Go and buy some first, and then you can buy something good." That seems to be the only way.
When the news reached Wang Fuchun's ears, she was overjoyed and said, "it's finally here."
"Miss, it's not a good winter. With such a bad charcoal fire, everyone will suffer, but miss will be happy?"
"Why not? This is a rare way to deal with her. Where is everything
"I hear it's all in the kitchen."
"Well, go ahead and get some of them!"
Summer moon full of doubts, frowning: "we can stick to this month, those dirty charcoal or forget it!"
"I'm useful. Don't be wordy." After that, she waved her hand and let the summer moon go.
Even in the kitchen, even the dirty charcoal is also an example. People take care of the ordinary dishes. They wait for a long time in summer, until all the people in the kitchen are gone, they quietly get into the kitchen.
Take out the bag that has already been prepared, reach out to grab a, then put it in.