Due to the excessive plot, there will be three updates today. Sorry, please believe me, I didn’t mean to drag out the drama.
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In front of the palace gate, people chatted in low voices, joked and greeted each other with familiar faces, and made appointments to visit and drink during the rare annual vacation.
Mrs. Chen Shao was also among them. Compared with other wives who had wives to serve with them, she seemed a little lonely with only a little girl.
"This is a happy event." A lady wearing royal robes held Mrs. Chen Shao's hand and whispered with some joy in her brows.
Although Mrs. Chen Shao looked solemn, she also showed a bit of joy after hearing her words.
Her eldest daughter-in-law is pregnant, so naturally she cannot accompany her into the palace this time.
Chen Shao's lineage is not prosperous. He originally had four brothers, but the eldest brother and the second brother died one after another. Now only Chen Shao and the fourth master are left.
Chen Shao himself got married late, and traveled around a lot. He only had his eldest son at a very old age, and he also took in three concubines, so he now has three sons and four daughters.
Now that the eldest son's daughter-in-law and his concubine were pregnant at the same time, the family couldn't help but be overjoyed, especially when Mr. Chen recovered from his serious illness.
However, this kind of personal joy may be hate to outsiders, so there is no need to express it to outsiders, except for a few close friends.
"I heard that Dr. Li was invited to treat your wives." A lady whispered, "This Dr. Li is the imperial physician of the King of Jin'an County. It is appropriate for you to invite him."
After saying that, he laughed softly.
"If you can invite Prince Jin'an to your home, maybe you can also..."
Even though Mrs. Chen Shao was calm, she blushed and reached out to push the lady.
"Sister Dong, you are becoming more and more outrageous!" she said angrily.
The lady covered her mouth and laughed.
While walking around while talking, there were carriages from various houses waiting for each other not far away. Suddenly there was a silence in front of them, and Mrs. Chen Shao and Mrs. Dong also stopped talking and looked over.
They saw a young woman walking towards them, and their eyes couldn't help but light up.
Outside the palace in winter, the scene became more and more solemn. The dresses of the female family members were mostly made of gold and shone brightly. In this scene, this young woman was wearing a large duck blue cloak with a big hood. As she walked around, the cloak
It floats open, revealing the same dark green robe as before, with beveled gold threads, a wide brocade waistband, and wide sleeves that intersect in front of the body, like a drop of ink dripping into the water, instantly blooming and blooming.
As she walked along, the female relatives, old and young, all looked at her intently, and even the men over there also looked at her quietly, seemingly casually.
Whose girl is this? She is solemn and elegant, as elegant as a fairy.
"Mother." The woman called. When she saw Mrs. Chen Shao, she quickened her steps and reached out to support her. She raised her head slightly and exposed half of her face.
"Eighteen Niang." Mrs. Chen Shao was stunned for a moment before she suddenly recognized her daughter, "You, why are you here?"
"My aunt and sister-in-law were worried, so they asked me to take over." Chen Shiba Niang said, handing over a hand stove and replacing it with the hand stove that had already gone cold in Mrs. Chen Shao's hand.
After getting the heater, Mrs. Chen Shao, who had barely slept all night and stood in the cold wind for half a day, suddenly felt warmth reaching the bottom of her heart, and she seemed to be relieved.
"Okay." She said, looking at her daughter with some affection.
"Oh, Shiba Niang, I haven't seen you for a few days, and you have grown taller again." Mrs. Dong came back to her senses, let go of Mrs. Chen Shao, took Ba Niang's hand, and looked up and down carefully.
"It's because I'm wearing boots." Chen Shiba Niang said with a smile.
Mrs. Dong just smiled and looked at her, as if she was seeing Chen Shiba Niang for the first time.
"The Eighteenth Mother has also grown taller, she is only fourteen years old." She said with a smile.
"Okay, get in the car quickly, it's so cold." Mrs. Chen Shao laughed, interrupting Mrs. Dong's scrutiny.
The two walked forward, and Chen Shiba Niang took a few steps back, walking with the crowd until they got into the carriage. Ruoyouruowu's gaze from outside was still there, and low voices of discussion could be heard faintly.
"Is this the daughter of the Chen family?"
"You're not young anymore..."
The carriage went straight into the house, and the wives, servants, and girls all came to change clothes and hand them soup. Mrs. Chen was relieved of her fatigue.
"Eighteen Niang, who made these clothes of yours?" she said after eating, looking at her daughters who were gathered together and laughing.
After taking off her cloak and wearing only her outer robe, Chen Shiba Niang stood up with a smile.
"I asked the tailor to make it. Mother, do you think it's okay?" she asked.
The girl in her cardamom years, wearing plain clothes amidst the red flowers and green willows, outlines a different style.
"It's just that it's a little too plain for the Chinese New Year." Mrs. Chen said with a smile, but she didn't say anything bad.
"Shiba Niang, you are learning the clothes of Mrs. Cheng!" Dan Niang, who followed the maid into the door, saw it and shouted.
The people present were suddenly enlightened and finally understood where this sense of familiarity came from.
"Eighteen Mother, you did it secretly and didn't tell us."
"Tell me, did you just make one piece or a few?"
The women surrounded Shiba Niang, and the room suddenly became more lively with the singing of birds and swallows, mixed with Chen Danniang's disobedient noise.
While the Chen family was laughing and joking, Cheng Jiaoniang's house beside Yudai Bridge was still quiet.
After all, they didn’t have parents, and they didn’t need to visit the countryside to pay New Year greetings. After the morning sacrifice, Cheng Jiaoniang, Xu Maoxiu and others went to rest separately, and it was already afternoon when they woke up.
Xu Maoxiu and others all washed and shaved again, put on new clothes, opened the street door, or talked and laughed in the yard, or watched the street scene in front of the door.
There was a sound of footsteps behind them, and everyone turned around to look. Cheng Jiaoniang and her maid came out of the room and put on new clothes.
Several people in the hospital were in a daze for a moment.
"Sister, you are unrecognizable in new clothes!" Xu Bangchui was the first to shout.
This voice brought everyone back to their senses, and some people in front of the door also looked back.
Today, Cheng Jiaoniang is wearing a rouge red wide-sleeved double-breasted robe, and a plain white skirt underneath. The cuffs and skirt are draped with gold edges. Her long hair, which is always hanging down, is also pulled into a low sideburn. There is no red hairpin on it, only a handful.
Small silver comb.
Xu Maoxiu looked away from the silver comb.
"My sister is young, but she still looks good in this!" Xu Bangchui said from the side, "This is good, this is good. The black and cold clothes I wear every day make people a little scared."
Fan Jianglin glared at him.
"Don't talk nonsense if you don't know what to say. My sister looks good in anything she wears." He shouted.
The maid looked at Cheng Jiaoniang's clothes with a smile.
"These are new clothes given by Mrs. Chen's family." She said, looking at Xu Maoxiu, "I would like to thank Mr. Sanlang for bringing them back."
Xu Maoxiu smiled and didn't know what to say, so he simply didn't speak.
Cheng Jiaoniang had already sat down in the room, and the maid went to serve the food.
Xu Maoxiu hesitated and stood in the corridor.
"Third brother." Cheng Jiaoniang called.
Xu Maoxiu turned around quickly.
"Have you eaten yet?" Cheng Jiaoniang asked.
"I've eaten, I've eaten." Xu Maoxiu said with a smile.
"Well, I have something and I need my brother's help." Cheng Jiaoniang said.
Xu Maoxiu's eyes flashed slightly as he looked at the woman sitting in the room.
Although her clothes were different from those in the past, when she looked over, she still couldn't see the gorgeous clothes on her body. What caught the eye was still her dull face.
Even if I don’t wear all black, my aura is still the same. (To be continued)
