After confirming that Mu Qingya would not return to Prince Zheng, Yan Buhuan pretended to find someone to find the person in the painting. The servants in the mansion were all Yan Hui's subordinates. As for Mu Qingya's identity, they only thought
Zuo didn't know what to do. Considering that she was pregnant, the housekeeper only arranged some relatively easy tasks.
"Mother, you haven't come to see me for many days." On this day, the sun was shining brightly, and Yan Buhuan went to Prince Mu's Mansion for the first time to take out the dumplings and play with them.
The streets are crowded with people, and they are covered in red silk and other decorations. Even the restaurants are no exception. Now the entire imperial city is preparing for the weddings of Xuanyuan Mu, Xuanyuan Si and Yan Que.
The emperor made a decree that the three of them should get married on the same day, which was called "Three Happinesses".
So the street is particularly lively.
Yan Buhuan held Dumpling's little hand and walked forward against the crowd. When she heard Dumpling's words, she lowered her head and looked at him. After not seeing him for a few days, this little guy seemed to have gained weight.
"Yes, it has indeed been many days. No, in order to make it up to you, I took you for a walk on the streets."
Dumpling was very excited: "Actually, I don't mean to blame you."
Yan Buhuan rubbed his head vigorously. By chance, he met a fried rice stall. Yan Buhuan bought a paper bag of fried rice. This thing is very rare in the palace. I am used to eating dumplings. How have I ever eaten this?
Farming and selling goods, and when you first eat them, you look like a child who came out of the slums, your mouth is full, and when you say something, the fried rice spurts out: "Mother, do you know, my father is going to marry a concubine."
Yan Buhuan pretended to be nonchalant: "I know."
"I've seen that woman before, but I don't like her at all." Dumpling took a mouthful of fried rice and quickly grabbed another handful and stuffed it into his mouth.
Xuanyuan Mu married Chang Nian, who was very weak-tempered. On the surface, she looked a bit like Mu Qingya, but Chang Nian was different from Mu Qingya. Mu Qingya seemed to be able to fly, but in fact she was the one flying to others.
Nian is a person who can really fly.
So she wasn't worried at all about what Chang Nian would do to the dumplings.
"Where is your father Jiao Li? What did he say?" Yan Buhuan couldn't help but think of the man who only appeared at night. He had completely different personalities from Xuanyuan Mu. She had never seen him again since they parted that night.
.
"Jiao Li's father hasn't come out recently. My father drinks medicine at night. I haven't seen Jiao Li's father for a long time." Dumpling said helplessly.
Yan Buhuan was surprised: "Your father drinks medicine every night?"
"Yes, he prepared the sleeping potion himself. After drinking it, Father Jiaoli will not be able to wake up." Jiaozi continued to add dejectedly: "It is probably because my recent classwork made Father Mu very dissatisfied, so he didn't wake up."
Let Father Jiao Li come out."
"Why? You didn't do well in your studies. What does it have to do with Jiaoli?" Suddenly they started to fight against Jiaoli. We all share the same body, why should Xuanyuan Mu take the lead? It's not like Jiaoli committed murder or arson.
Dumpling was obviously feeling guilty and said: "Whenever I can't finish those boring things, King Jiaoli will burn them on fire. Then he will tell King Mu that there is a fire in the house... This month, the palace will
There have been two fires.”
"..." It was lucky that the palace was not burned down. Yan Buhuan wiped sweat from his heart.
"Mother, I miss Jiao Li's father so much."
ps: Something has been wrong these past two days. Sorry dear readers, please let me rest for a few days. After confirming that Mu Qingya would not return to Prince Zheng, Yan Buhuan pretended to find someone to find the person in the painting.
The servants in the mansion were all Yan Hui's subordinates. Regarding Mu Qingya's identity, they just pretended that they didn't know what to do. Considering that she was pregnant, the housekeeper only arranged some relatively easy tasks.
"Mother, you haven't come to see me for many days." On this day, the sun was shining brightly, and Yan Buhuan went to Prince Mu's Mansion for the first time to take out the dumplings and play with them.
The streets are crowded with people, and they are covered in red silk and other decorations. Even the restaurants are no exception. Now the entire imperial city is preparing for the weddings of Xuanyuan Mu, Xuanyuan Si and Yan Que.
The emperor made a decree that the three of them should get married on the same day, which was called "Three Happinesses".
So the street is particularly lively.
Yan Buhuan held Dumpling's little hand and walked forward against the crowd. When she heard Dumpling's words, she lowered her head and looked at him. After not seeing him for a few days, this little guy seemed to have gained weight.
"Yes, it has indeed been many days. No, in order to make it up to you, I took you for a walk on the streets."
Dumpling was very excited: "Actually, I don't mean to blame you."
Yan Buhuan rubbed his head vigorously. By chance, he met a fried rice stall. Yan Buhuan bought a paper bag of fried rice. This thing is very rare in the palace. I am used to eating dumplings. How have I ever eaten this?
Farming and selling goods, and when you first eat them, you look like a child who came out of the slums, your mouth is full, and when you say something, the fried rice spurts out: "Mother, do you know, my father is going to marry a concubine."
Yan Buhuan pretended to be nonchalant: "I know."
"I've seen that woman before, but I don't like her at all." Dumpling took a mouthful of fried rice and quickly grabbed another handful and stuffed it into his mouth.
Xuanyuan Mu married Chang Nian, who was very weak-tempered. On the surface, she looked a bit like Mu Qingya, but Chang Nian was different from Mu Qingya. Mu Qingya seemed to be able to fly, but in fact she was the one flying to others.
Nian is a person who can really fly.
So she wasn't worried at all about what Chang Nian would do to the dumplings.
"Where is your father Jiao Li? What did he say?" Yan Buhuan couldn't help but think of the man who only appeared at night. He had completely different personalities from Xuanyuan Mu. She had never seen him again since they parted that night.
.
"Jiao Li's father hasn't come out recently. My father drinks medicine at night. I haven't seen Jiao Li's father for a long time." Dumpling said helplessly.
Yan Buhuan was surprised: "Your father drinks medicine every night?"
"Yes, he prepared the sleeping potion himself. After drinking it, Father Jiaoli will not be able to wake up." Jiaozi continued to add dejectedly: "It is probably because my recent classwork made Father Mu very dissatisfied, so he didn't wake up."
Let Father Jiao Li come out."
"Why? You didn't do well in your studies. What does it have to do with Jiaoli?" Suddenly they started to fight against Jiaoli. We all share the same body, why should Xuanyuan Mu take the lead? It's not like Jiaoli committed murder or arson.
Dumpling was obviously feeling guilty and said: "Whenever I can't finish those boring things, King Jiaoli will burn them on fire. Then he will tell King Mu that there is a fire in the house... This month, the palace will
There have been two fires.”
"..." It was lucky that the palace was not burned down. Yan Buhuan wiped sweat from his heart.
"Mother, I miss Jiao Li's father so much."
ps: Something has been wrong these past two days. Sorry dear readers, let me rest for a few days.
