"Sister-in-law." Xiangli immediately shut up and turned around and walked towards Ziyu.
After the fake Huiniang watched Xiang Li go away, her face was still anxious, as if she was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, but behind the anxiety was the depth of her eyes...
The garden was bustling with people, and the housewarming ceremony in Washington was very noisy.
Ziyu only stayed in Washington for more than a quarter of an hour. She chatted with her grandfather Hua Wuchen for a few words. After looking at her grandmother and sending congratulatory gifts, she returned to Zhenbei Palace.
Bei Ming Changfeng was rarely obedient and did not go anywhere, quietly healing his wounds in the house.
This made Ziyu very satisfied, and he happily started to arrange lunch for Beiming Changfeng.
In Ziyu's happiness, Beiming Changfeng and Xiangli looked at each other. Xiangli nodded slightly towards Beiming Changfeng, and Beiming Changfeng nodded slightly. The eye contact between the two lasted only for a moment, busy.
Ziyu didn't say he didn't see it, he just noticed it and didn't notice it.
Eat, heal, sleep, nothing to say all day long.
The next day, the sky was a little gloomy, and bits of drizzle drifted down in the cold wind, adding a bit of crispness to the still green plants, making the day even colder.
The cold wind was blowing, and my hands and feet were already feeling a bit cold.
In such weather, Ziyu and Beiming got up early in the morning, and Xiangli walked quickly wearing a poncho.
"Brother, sister-in-law, and concubine, please come over."
Ziyu, who had just tidied up and had not eaten breakfast, turned to look at Xiangli who was covered in moisture and said, "What's the matter with my concubine?"
It was so early in the morning, and it was still such a rainy day, why did Princess Zhenbei want her and Beiming Changfeng? Is there anything that she couldn't come to Banyuexuan to talk about?
Xiangli wiped the rain from his forehead with a handkerchief and said with a smile: "Sister-in-law, it's your grandfather who came to say thank you. My mother-in-law asked me to inform you and ask you to come and sit together."
It was her grandpa who came to say thank you. Ziyu stretched out her hand and rubbed the center of her brow.
Princess Zhenbei gave the house to her grandfather and the others. After her grandfather and the others settled it, it was natural for her to express her gratitude carefully. This was a natural exchange of favors, but she had forgotten this.
Looking up at the small raindrops outside the window, Ziyu turned to look at Beiming Changfeng: "Young Master, do you want to go?"
Beiming Changfeng didn't like these things of human courtesy. If he didn't want to go to her, he would deal with it for a while and then come back.
Ziyu had already prepared a response saying that Beiming Changfeng would not leave. Without thinking, Beiming Changfeng stood up directly, put his arms around her waist, and said directly: "Let's go."
Ziyu couldn't help but feel a little surprised.
However, it would be better to go to Beiming Changfeng. The two of them tidied up, put on their ponchos, and the servant held an umbrella and headed towards the main house where Princess Zhenbei lived.
Before entering the house, there was already a sound of laughter. It sounded like there were many people in the main hall. Ziyu helped Beiming Changfeng and Zhu Xiangli walk in together.
As soon as she entered the hall, Ziyu looked up and saw her grandparents, uncles, aunts, and her fake mother, who were talking to Princess Zhenbei. They looked very harmonious.
"Yu'er and Feng'er are here." Princess Zhenbei was the first to see Ziyu and Beiming Changfeng. She immediately stood up with a smile and waved to them: "You two must not have had breakfast yet. Come, follow me."
Let’s use some together, and you, my in-laws and grandpas, can also come and try the craftsmanship in my house.” The first sentence is toward the audience.