Mrs. Chu was surprised that the old lady didn't care about the origins of her granddaughters and only asked Luo Jinhui.
"Are you going to make me mad to death?" The old lady's calm eyes suppressed the surging hatred and anger.
"Old madam, you also know that I am incompetent. Everything in the house relies on the Duke and the Duke's wife, and I have the support of my ancestors. How can I go against my ancestors' wishes?" So don't embarrass me.
Well, I really don’t have much ability, I just want to live my life weirdly.
You jump up and down every day, haven't you been banned in this courtyard by the words of your ancestors?
She doesn't like the days when she can't help herself.
"You," looking at Mrs. Chu's low-brow expression, but evading every word, the old lady almost fell down with anger. Thinking about the past when they had to rely on her to live, which one of them was not fawning to please her, every morning and dusk?
It’s a good idea to save money for a while.
Surrounded by her knees every day, jealous.
Not to mention the sons and daughters-in-law who depended on her, the grandchildren, let’s talk about Luo Bingang, whether it was the spoils of war or the things given by the palace, which one was not selected by her first and then sent to the big house?
On weekdays, her Ning'an Hall is the busiest place.
She obeyed her wishes, and the maids and ladies served her attentively and attentively. She was smiling and laughing all day long, and attended endless banquets.
Because she has a high status and seniority, no one will send the invitation to her first. She will go and check her own wishes. If she likes them, she will go and give them a little face.
Without even glancing at him, they had to rush to fawn over him.
Daughters and granddaughters are sweet-tongued and know how to coax people, making them happy.
But now, the tree is really loose. Not to mention the children and grandchildren, the people they serve are not attentive enough. They are expressionless, lazy and even sad every day. There are no rules at all. She saw it.
That's bad luck.
This is not the life she should be living.
The flowers, plants and trees in the courtyard seem to have lost their vitality and warmth than before.
Beauty is beautiful without soul.
"If the old lady has nothing else to do, the daughter-in-law will leave first. The eldest sister-in-law asked the daughter-in-law to prepare for this year's New Year's Day together. Now the day is coming, and the families will take turns to entertain each other. Only after the busy Lantern Festival can we relax, but
As the back house became more relaxed, the previous dynasty also opened the seal. This year, I heard that after observing the sky at night in the Qintian Prison, the sealing date has been advanced a few days, and it should be sealed tomorrow." There are only a few days left before the Chinese New Year.
Fortunately, Luo Qingxue married a daughter-in-law this year. Although she is young, fortunately, she has good abilities. She helps a lot by being presentable and presentable to the Duke's wife.
The old lady didn't even bother to say anything. Mrs. Chu withdrew with an aggrieved look. After leaving Ning'an Hall, she went back to her yard without looking back.
As the New Year approaches, the streets of Beijing become more and more lively.
Su Lianyi wore a hood and came out of Zhixiao Building. The maid next to her also dressed up as Xiao Si and followed behind.
Just to scare some people.
Watching a series of children pulling one after another, chattering and laughing around the old man buying candied haws, the candied haws in his hand are bright red, as if to celebrate this new year, indicating that people will be prosperous in the coming year and life will go smoothly.
She couldn't help but stepped forward and asked the maid to buy a bunch for herself. She didn't feed it into her mouth, but held it in her hand and looked at it carefully.
The crystal clear sugar liquid hangs on the red fruit. She was in the mansion, and the cooks also made it for her. She knew the taste of this bunch of candied haws.
The children who looked around were reluctant to eat, but licked it gently with the tip of their tongues. Then, with a look of satisfaction and joy on their faces, they held their little hands in a circle, jumping and singing a familiar jingle.
"Children, don't be greedy, it's the New Year after the Laba Festival. Drink the Laba porridge for a few days, until it's licking and licking twenty-three. On the twenty-three, the sugar melon is sticky, on the twenty-four, clean the house, on the twenty-five, make tofu, and on the twenty-six, boil it.
Meat, kill the New Year chicken on the 27th, make dough on the 28th, steam the steamed buns on the 29th, play all night on the 30th, New Year..."
They don't seem to have any worries...
"Miss?" Ever since the young lady got married and became the second prince's concubine, she has been feeling depressed.
"It's okay, go back." As her father said, when he didn't fall in love with her, she could never give her feelings. Some people have deep feelings, but most of them can't compete with interests. Only by being linked to interests can they last long.
She never loved him, she only loved power and position.
He is also the person she chooses to settle for, and he is not worthy of her worrying about him.
She just felt unwilling to be treated suddenly coldly.
Su Lianyi turned around and saw a woman on the street not far away, with a graceful figure, a clear and sweet voice, a quiet and gorgeous look in her eyes, and a beautiful curve at the corner of her lips.
The hair accessory is simple yet smart. The cold wind flutters her earrings, reflecting the shimmer in the white snow. The silver pattern embroidered butterfly flower cotton skirt, the hem of the skirt is slightly swaying, and the patterns embroidered with gold and silver threads are shining.
Faint and bright starlight, a silver fox cloak woven with gold brocade was draped on her body.
When she lowered her body slightly, the man in the wheelchair fondly raised his hand and put it on her head. Her black hair was tied into a warm hat. Against the background of a circle of fluffy fox fur, the woman looked like a woman.
More agile and beautiful.
He lowered his head and didn't know what to say to the man in the wheelchair. A low laugh came from the man. He was wearing a dark floral robe with gold piping and a dark jade purple fox fur cloak. He was sitting in the wheelchair, his back as straight as a pine tree.
His eyes were filled with stars, but he could only see the woman in front of him.
When he raised his hand, a round copper heater was exposed in his hand.
The body of the stove is decorated with a network of gems, which is exquisite and small. At first glance, it is only used by women.
The long streets and the bustling flowers behind them are not as close as the intimacy between the two.
The guards and maids around them were careful to avoid others touching them, but they were also secretly laughing, showing that they were deeply attached to their masters and were happy.
Su Lianyi felt cold to her bones for a moment. Others can do it, why can't she?
That person didn't explain when everyone thought she was his princess, and he also didn't explain when the emperor wanted to marry her. Doesn't that mean he intended to marry her?
But obviously he can marry her as long as he comes back again, why is it that he who comes back is not the high-spirited God of War, but a cripple who has fallen off the altar?
While she was glad that they had not made an engagement before that, she was also resentful that it was impossible for her to marry such a loser. She thought that seeing her and the second prince in a couple would make him feel unhappy.
If she feels comfortable, she will secretly send someone to find her.
But he didn't do it even once. Whether he didn't want to drag her down and wanted her to give up, or it was something else, she helped him.
