"Brother would like to buy something nicer, but he doesn't have any money. His salary is paid to the government, and the money is divided into monthly money every month. As you know, the second old lady is very tight-lipped, and the monthly money is not much." Yuan Qingping curled her lips.
"I know." Yuan Qingling handed the rattle to Aunt Xi, "Put it away."
Yuan Qingping took out two more small clothes. They were blue with dark cloud patterns and no embroidery. They were soft and comfortable. He blushed and said, "I made these."
Yuan Qingling took it, touched it with her hand, and said with a smile: "You made it? It's so pretty."
His mother-in-law smiled and said, "Second Miss is really considerate. These clothes are so beautifully made. It makes people feel softer at once."
Yuan Qingping said with shame: "As my aunt, I don't have anything good to give him. I just made two small clothes. I will have to make them again when he is born."
Yuan Qingping has always been carefree, but Yuan Qingling didn't expect her to be so good at needlework. Gu Si, that boy, would be really lucky if he married her.
Speaking of Gu Si, Yuan Qingling sent everyone in the room away, leaving the two sisters to talk.
"What's going on with your marriage?" Yuan Qingling asked.
Yuan Qing was discouraged, "You're so good, can you not say this? It ruins my good mood."
"I asked your brother-in-law to keep an eye on it for you before." Yuan Qing Ling said.
Yuan Qingping was startled, then sneered, "Come on, the prince will still care about this matter? Don't comfort me, anyway, as long as he can keep his life, that person will not be octogenarian, or his appearance will not be ugly and unbearable to see.
, I’ll forget it.”
"Why do you think so? You're too negative." Yuan Qingling always felt that she was extremely pessimistic and negative despite her young age, thinking about the worst in everything.
Yuan Qingping said calmly: "It's not negative. Do you remember Xiaolan? She is getting married. She is marrying Bachelor Wu to fill a house. Bachelor Wu is already sixty-two this year, and Xiaolan is less than sixteen."
Xiaolan?
An innocent and childish round face appeared in Yuan Qingling's mind.
The girl has two particularly beautiful dimples when she smiles.
She likes to play shuttlecock, butterfly flapping, and is particularly good at needlework.
Her father seems to be working in Jingzhao Mansion.
Yuan Qingling felt nauseated when she thought of such a cute little girl marrying an old man who was about to sell salted duck eggs.
Yuan Qingling suddenly felt that her whole body was not well.
What kind of world is this?
"When will you get married?" Yuan Qingling asked, covering her chest as if she had swallowed a fly.
"We just exchanged invitations and are waiting for the appointment." Yuan Qingping seemed to be holding back a breath of anger and said: "Before I came here, she came to see me and said she wanted to chat with me. I came over in a hurry and asked her to
Come find me soon."
Yuan Qingling looked at her, "Huh?"
Yuan Qingping smiled bitterly and said, "Don't look at me like that. I need someone who has the same problem to talk to me and give me courage. Don't worry, I can just talk outside without bringing her in."
Yuan Qing Ling said: "It's okay for her to come. It's not like I don't know her."
"Well." Yuan Qingping packed up his things, "You need to rest, I'll go out first."
Yuan Qingping pulled her to sit down, "Let me ask you, do you still remember Gu Si?"
"Gu Si? You know him, the deputy chief of the Imperial Guard." Yuan Qing said.
"If he wants to marry you, will you?" Yuan Qingling asked.
Yuan Qingping was stunned for a moment, then suddenly laughed.
After laughing, she wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and said, "I laughed so much that tears came out of my eyes. Sister, although you are the princess, you can't manipulate the Gu family. Do you know how powerful the Gu family is in Beijing? He just wants to marry someone.
Princess, it’s not a problem at all, me? I’m just the daughter of a run-down prince’s house. To put it bluntly, even the great scholar Wu and his ilk don’t look down on our family. My father’s position as minister has been maintained with money all these years.
Yes, if we hadn't won the hereditary title, our family would have been in ruins long ago. Who can think highly of us?"