Chapter 287

It's not surprising that the Luo family is used to Prince Jin's act of delivering a lot of good things. There are many enviers in our hearts, but not many. Jingwan always divides things into parts. This time, it's the same. Actually, Li Hongyuan has made preparations. He has reserved the part for Luo's family in advance. The best part is for jingwan. On the one hand, he knows that jingwan won't monopolize. On the other hand, he doesn't want jingwan to hate too much in luojiala. Jingwan is different from him. She cares about her family and has good things Will share with them.

Those reserved for the Luo family are only defective products in Li Hongyuan's eyes. Even so, most of the Luo family can't let go of them after they get them, which is a good thing they can't expect in the past. Think about those in jingwan's hand Forget it, people should be satisfied, too greedy will not have any good end.

Jingwan was going to wear black fox fur inlaid clothes for old lady Luo. After all, the black fox fur Li Hongyuan brought was limited, and the fox fur was thick, so it was a bit inappropriate to make the whole clothes. But old lady Luo refused. The things Prince Jin prepared for his fiancee were taken up by an old woman. It was good to give them to her. Moreover, the best Things, she naturally hopes to use in jingwan.

The most impolite thing about getting these things is probably mammy Gong. Those who pull and pull will finish dividing these skins. There are all kinds of cloaks, cloaks and cloaks, not to mention accessories on clothes.

Jingwan would like to say that, Mammy, she doesn't need to use her lungs all at once. She is still long. It's not a short time every one or two years. These things don't fit like ordinary clothes, or after this season, they don't need to be. It's just a monstrous thing. How good it is to be beaten by the sky.

Don't worry, young lady. Prince Jin will have less of this. He will buy it again in the future. Besides, it will be shorter. Later, it will be made up of more pieces and won't be wasted at will.

Well, jingwan shut up. It's useless to talk too much. The people around her make clothes with skills of leverage. It's splicing. Jingwan is conscious that she can't find any trace at all. She's all capable people.

However, after receiving so many good things, should jingwan give back something? But think about it from one side to the other. As far as these foreign things are concerned, I don't think we can find anything that she doesn't have.

In other words, what can I do to express my heart and mind? Does it mean that etiquette is less important than affection?

Don't be shameful as a female red junkie. Jing Wan estimates that he won't have to use the things he sent. Think about the person and the things he wears. Which is not the best of the best. In a word, it's the best of the best. Suddenly, there are low-end things on him. It's just like nothing else. Just think about it and destroy the image.

So what can I give him? It seems that except for herself Stop, Jing Wan covers his face. When he meets that bastard, he is getting dirtier and dirtier. If you can't think of it, hang it.

However, in recent times, jingwan felt that the atmosphere in the capital seemed to be a little bit out of place, and he hadn't seen his grandfather for many days. In the morning, he went out too early and didn't see him at night, which was a little unusual. My grandmother didn't talk about it, and jingwan didn't ask about it. It's just the things in the court. You pit me, and I frame you and each other.

After a few days, jingwan is holding a hand stove. The temperature in the capital is much lower than that in Qi'an mansion. Jingwan feels that she has become delicate. Unless necessary, she stays in her room and doesn't want to go out. Because of the floor dragon, the house is very comfortable.

Old lady Luo has reduced the number of times of greeting once every three days, but jingwan still goes through every day, only later in the morning and earlier in the evening, probably forming a habit, or the sequela that old lady Luo nearly died in the last few years. It seems that jingwan is a little uneasy not to look at her every day.

However, when Jing Wan accompanied old lady Luo for dinner this day, he learned that many courtiers were staying in the palace, including grandfather.

Jingwan's heart beats fiercely. How do you feel the rhythm of imprisoning the courtiers and forcing the palace to revolt? Jingwan put down his chopsticks and wiped his mouth. "Grandma, what's the matter?"

"Prince Kang is back."

Jingwan remembered that he didn't have such a person when he was in summer. Later, it was said that he asked for relief. How could he come back at this time? It seems that it's been more than four months. Does the latest movement have anything to do with him?

"I met the assassin on the way back some days ago, and disappeared under the protection of the bodyguard. The holy master sent someone to look for it, but I didn't find it. Until today, I came back alone, dressed in rags, like a beggar, with injuries on my body, and was stopped in the city. If I didn't happen to meet someone related to his rest, I would be afraid if I was found by someone who didn't want him to live..."

Jingwan understands Mrs. Luo's unfinished words. No, even in the capital, there are not many people who know the royal family. Moreover, ordinary people don't know if Prince Kang is assassinated or missing. A beggar who dares to pretend to be a royal or a prince has opened the door. For example, if the guard of the city gate has been bought by other people for a long time, he may be killed directly. What's wrong with his death.

“…… Prince Kang was also clever once. He was stopped and didn't shout loudly. Instead, he retreated. It didn't seem to fit his temperament. "

It's not that Prince Kang is impulsive and angry, arrogant and arrogant. A small gate guard dares to stop him, but he doesn't kick people directly? "Maybe someone said something to him before."

Old lady Luo nodded. "Probably. Prince Kang's relief was not smooth. He met several riots of the victims, and one time when he was patrolling the dike, he suddenly flooded and fell into the water, almost lost his life. This time, twice by accident, more times There are enough guards and they are well protected. "

Once or twice is accidental, many times, probably is inevitably will let the human think to the intrigue.

"Prince Kang went directly into the palace after simple grooming and washing. Before the saint, he was half tearful and fainted. The whole hospital was shocked. It's said that Prince Kang was seriously injured. It's not easy for him to persist for so long. Before that, he was probably in a state of mental tension. Suddenly, he could not bear it. It seemed that his life was hanging on the line and the saint was furious."

"Grandfather, they are not doctors. What's the point of keeping them?"

"Who knows." Old lady Luo casually replied that she didn't care whether Prince Kang was dead or alive.

Jingwan smiled, "Prince Rui and Prince Gong are afraid to be anxious."

Old lady Luo took a look at her. She didn't have any feelings about other people. Prince Jin, in all likelihood, made a push in it. She is cold-blooded and merciless to all people. The remaining humanity and tenderness seem to have been left to Wan Wan. If it continues like this, it will be Wan Wan's luck, so she may be able to close her eyes.

Jing Wan felt her face subconsciously, "what is grandma looking at?"

"Nothing. We have nothing to do with the things in chaotang. It's December, less than a month since the Spring Festival. "

"Well, I hope we can have a rest year."

"It doesn't matter. Even if Prince Kang has a good or bad character, it's just like that. It's not..."

Indeed, when a prince died, there was no other mourning for him.

"It's wan wan you. The first time you spent winter in the north, be careful. Don't get cold." This is what Mrs. Luo is most worried about.

"I've always been in good health. Grandma doesn't have to worry about me. It's grandma you. I haven't been in the capital for many years. Please pay attention." From the beginning of winter, she watched almost every day for fear that her grandmother would be ill.

They both take each other seriously.

When Jing Wan went back, he paused at his feet, made a small circle and went to luomeiju.

"Three girls are here." The gatekeeper of luomeiju hurriedly took the hanging lamp to guide her.

Knowing that jingwan has come here, Luo Rongyan and Zhang are busy getting up and coming out. It's no wonder that they are so busy. After their relationship with jingwan is getting worse and worse, they are willing to make up for it, but they don't know where to start. Apart from greetings, jingwan didn't take the initiative to step into luomeiju. Mingming luomeiju and haitangyaju are only separated by a wall, but also open a small door.

"Father, mother," Jing wanqu curtsey, "it's cold outside, how do you get out?"

Zhang's eyes were red, and he was about to cry, but thinking that his daughter didn't like it the most, he quickly pressed the corner of her eyes with a pad. "You know it's cold, come in quickly."

"No, this cold and hot one is not good. I just want to cut some plum flowers back to do the bottle inserting."

Although disappointed, but listen to her say so, Luo Rongyan immediately opens, "father helps you cut."

Jing Wan didn't refuse. He smiled and said, "thank you very much, Dad."

Luo Rongyan waved. "I'm your father. Why should I be so polite?"

The servant girl was even more obedient. She immediately took the scissors. No one can say what flowers are cut in black.

To say which plum blossom of luomeiju is the best, probably no one knows better than Luo Rongyan.

Luo Rongyan takes good care of the plum blossom in the yard. Even though he doesn't want to cut it and put it in the vase, he's not polite at this moment. He takes the scissors and cuts them hard, and doesn't worry about cutting the bare one.

Jingwan is quite speechless. It's not the way to cut flowers. After cutting, you should also consider the beauty. What's more, the flower basket is almost out of capacity. It's just for inserting a bottle. It's really unnecessary.

"Dad, that's enough."

Luo Rongyan stopped, gave the scissors to the servant girl, and came with the basket. "Is that enough? It seems a little less. "

"Enough." Jing Wan takes the basket and hands it to the servant girl. "Father and mother hurry into the house. It's almost new year's day. Don't get cold. My daughter will go back first."

Luo Rongyan nodded, "the plum blossom has failed, and then someone will cut it."

"Well, come in."

"Walk slowly at night. Don't fall." Zhang couldn't help but exhort twice. It seems that he is still not at ease. He asks two more people to add two lanterns to Jing Wan.

Jingwan slowly returned to the Begonia house.

Prince Kang has been rescued, and Emperor Lecheng's anger has been extinguished. Obviously, this matter will not be solved, and it will be investigated to the end. But we all know that it's not so easy to check.

On the 23rd of the 12th lunar month, Emperor Lecheng sealed the imperial pen. From top to bottom, the collective began to magnify the fake.