As soon as April passed, the festive gifts from Prince Rui's Mansion arrived, but the pomegranates on Song Qinghuan's pillow were still the same.
Xiao Yun couldn't help laughing as she lit the gift from Prince Rui's Mansion: "Although there is no woman in charge of things in Prince Rui's Mansion, there is no lack of etiquette at all."
Since the imperial edict granting marriage was issued, no matter whether the dragon raised its head on the second day of February, whether it was the Si Festival on the third day of March, or even the Qingming Festival in April, the etiquette at Prince Rui's Mansion had not been forgotten.
But they paid much more attention to it than they did at the Yi Wangfu.
This uncle attaches great importance to this marriage, and Xiao Yun is naturally very happy.
Song Qinghuan said: "It's just a matter of having a capable housekeeper."
While looking at the gift list and writing a return gift, Xiao Yun said, "Even if the butler did it, he meant it."
He added: "The day after tomorrow we will go to Hongfa Temple to pray for blessings, and you can also pray for a peace charm for Prince Rui's two children."
Now that we have not entered the house, it is not a good idea to openly ask Xiao Ci for a peace talisman, but it is not important to ask for the two children.
Song Qinghuan didn't respond and just looked at Xiao Yun: "Mother, didn't you say you don't really like Prince Rui as my husband? It's only been a few days since you were bribed by him."
"You kid, how can you talk?" Xiao Yunshi laughed and cursed.
When the imperial edict was first finalized, neither Xiaoyun nor Song Wende were optimistic about this marriage.
Firstly, Xiao Ci is much older than Song Qinghuan; secondly, there are two children in Prince Rui's palace; thirdly, this person's reputation is not very good.
Xiaoyun was a conscientious stepmother, and she had indeed been worried about Song Qinghuan for many days. It was obvious that Prince Rui's Palace did not treat the Song family lightly, so she felt relieved.
It doesn't matter what age you are, what your children are, or what your reputation is, as long as the future uncle values Song Qinghuan.
This time he taught Song Qinghuan: "When you enter Prince Rui's Mansion in the future, you will first bring the two children to your side. When you give birth to a child yourself, your brothers and sisters will take care of you, so there is nothing to be afraid of."
Already."
There are a lot of underworld officials in high-end mansions, let alone those in the royal family.
Xiao Jingchuan and Xiao Jingtong are both so old now, and they grew up in front of the Queen Mother. What they hear and see is not comparable to that of ordinary people. They don't dare to say that they have been taught bad things, but they must have some thoughts.
After Song Qinghuan entered the house, it was not enough to keep her husband's heart in check. If the two children did not stand on the same line as her, they would be in trouble in the future.
Not to mention anything else, if there is a conflict with the child in the future, the husband will be caught in the middle and no longer a human being. It is difficult for both parties to take sides, but if they don't care about it, their relationship will be even worse.
One day.
The Xiaoyun family came from here, and although Song Qinghuan was not her child, she still treated her as her own daughter, and she was not willing to let her suffer the same hardships that she had endured.
Song Qinghuan, however, didn't take it seriously and said casually: "In the worst case, let's just live in our own way, as long as the water in the well does not interfere with the water in the river."
It turned out that she had such thoughts when she married into the Yiwang Palace. Later, Xiao Wei and Yao Yuechan embarrassed her again and again, but she endured them all, thinking that one more thing would be better than the other, and she would just be a fool.
Just spend the rest of your life.
This time I am going to marry Prince Rui, but I still think like this.
Xiaoyun didn't believe a word she said, and said, "That's nice to say."
Whether it sounds nice or not, you really won’t know until you get married.
On the third day of May, Xiao Yun wanted to take Song Qinghuan and Song Qingyan to Hongfa Temple to pray for blessings. Early in the morning, someone came to urge the two girls to hurry up.
In mid-to-late April, the weather has started to get hotter. It has been very sunny these days, and I am afraid that if I go out late, I will be exposed to the sun.
Song Qingyan has always been obedient, but Xiao Yunshi urged her and she packed up and left in no time.
Song Qinghuan still stayed in bed for a long time before getting up.
Both Tuxue and Xunmei were so anxious that they called Chunlan and Qiulan in to help, so that they could help them out together in a hurry.
I didn’t even eat breakfast, but a few maids packed pastries and sent them to the carriage.
Song Qinghuan and Song Qingyan sat in a car. As soon as she got on the car, she leaned against the car wall and dozed off again.
Song Qingyan slowly ate snacks and drank tea. Seeing that Song Qinghuan was still asleep, she asked Taxue: "Why does my sister look so tired every time she goes out?"
Then he asked: "But you didn't sleep well last night?"
Texue lowered her head, suppressing her blush, and did not dare to say more. She only said, "I'm afraid it's so hot these days that the girl won't be able to sleep well at night."
Song Qinghuan never liked people keeping watch at night, so few people knew that Xiao Ci often went in and out of Lanyue Pavilion.
Xiao Ci didn't come much in the past, so no one noticed it, but now he comes more often, and there are always some clues.
Texue was always attentive, and he realized early on that she was Song Qinghuan's personal attendant. He knew that men often came in and out of her boudoir, but he had to keep it a secret.
Song Qingyan heard that he deserved it, so he didn't have any doubts.
I just held the book of poems and read it carefully.
There is some distance from Jinyu Lane to Hongfa Temple in Qianfo Mountain. Even if the carriage goes fast, it will take more than half an hour.
Song Qingyan and Xiaoyun had come here many times, so they were used to it. When they got tired of reading, they raised the curtain again to take a look at the scene outside.
It is now the beginning of May, and green trees and red flowers come into view along the way, which is quite artistic.
Seeing a small stall on the roadside selling tofu pudding, Song Qingyan called Siqin: "Go and buy a few bowls of tofu pudding. The tofu pudding here is quite delicious."
Si Qin responded, took the money, took out the fine porcelain bowl brought from the Song family, and then got out of the car.
I sent a bowl to Xiao Yunshi and took two more bowls to the car.
Song Qinghuan woke up faintly smelling the aroma of tofu flowers. When she raised her eyes, she saw Song Qingyan looking at her with a smile on her face. She also smiled and sat in front of the small table on the carriage.
"My sister knows my heart, how can I eat a dry snack so early in the morning?"
Song Qing likes tofu pudding and likes the sweet taste, while Song Qingyan likes the salty taste.
The two of them had a bowl each and talked quietly while eating. When the tofu pudding in the bowl reached the bottom, Hongfa Temple was also above their heads.
The carriage could not be boarded, so the group abandoned the carriage and walked up.
At this time, the sun was already visible, and there was a bit of heat. Song Qinghuan held a fan in his hand that could not be used, and kept shouting that it was hot.
Xiaoyun turned around and glared at her, telling her not to shout again, and then she stopped talking.
When the group of people arrived in front of Hongfa Temple, Song Qinghuan breathed a sigh of relief, pulled Song Qingyan and said, "Mom, my sister and I will go for a walk to the other side of the Life Release Pond."
Xiaoyun wanted to listen to the master's lecture, so she ignored them and nodded in agreement, and then said: "Ask the maids and women to follow.
