Chapter 410 More than (Part 2)(1/2)
Eleven Niang listened and pondered for a long time, and then discussed with Chu Lingyi: The ancestral hall is several yards away from our place.
Just noisy.
It's just a faint sound. If my mother is really worried.
It's better to ask Master Jining to do the Water 6 Dojo at Zongyuan Temple for a few more days.
Xu Lingyi thought for a while and said: It's better to do the seven-day dojo at home.
It’s not a coincidence. Eleven Niang understands what he means.
Yuanniang passed away while her elders were still in the church, so the memorial day cannot be held in a big way. Even if she asked Ciyuan Temple to help build the dojo, it would not last more than seven days, and there are restrictions on the sacrifices and banquets.
If you want to make it grand, you have to find an excuse. But this year is the fifth anniversary of Yuanniang's death.
It's not a perfect match.
I can't find an excuse.
On my mother's side, I asked Mr. Hou to help me talk. The eleventh mother asked Xu Lingyi.
Brother Zhen is also old now, and he will be able to hold worship services by then.
Xu Lingyi nodded.
Within a few days.
Taohua, who was working as an errand at the ancestral hall, was the sister of Wei Zi, the eldest maid beside the Madam.
Came here to tell Amber: It’s better to do the Water 6 Dojo at home for seven days.
Eleven Niang breathed a sigh of relief. When Xu Sizhen came to greet her, she helped him straighten his clothes and whispered.
Ask him: I can't go to your mother's death anniversary. Tell Mr. Zhao about it.
Ask Mr. Zhao if he would like to find a steward in charge of the ancestral hall to tell you the etiquette of worship. If Mr. Zhao lets you and I take charge of the steward of the ancestral hall.
Don't make any noise.
Come tell me.
Let me help you find someone.
Xu Sizhen nodded after hearing this and asked Eleven Niang: Mother, you are not feeling well yet and you look very worried.
Eleven Niang smiled and patted Xu Sizhen on the shoulder, and whispered: I thought my life would be better, but who knew I would still be so unhappy. It was quite helpless.
Amber also said: Madam.
Look, do you want to ask Dr. Liu to come and help me? He just came to ask me to take medicine. Eleven Niang shook her head, thinking of Wu Yiniang who was far away in Yuhang. It would be nice if she was by her side. I heard people say
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A daughter follows her mother. Could it be that she was like this when she was pregnant with me? But when I saw my aunt was pregnant with Master Qi, she didn't seem to have any reaction.
Hu Bo smiled and said: At that time, the eldest wife was still alive, and even if she was not feeling well, she would not dare to show it. Eleven Niang was slightly startled when she heard this, and became more interested in inquiring. She simply asked Hu Bo and others to write a letter.
Yuhang.
It's time to have dinner.
There is news from the palace.
It is said that Sister Fang gave birth to a daughter.
This is the emperor's first grandchild.
If left in ordinary people's homes.
This is also a great happy event. But it is just that it is left in the royal family, so the joy will inevitably fade a bit.
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It would have been better if the queen had given birth to a prince before. When Mrs. Zhou came to talk to Eleven Niang about herself.
The eyes are a little red and swollen, but the baby is a princess with pink makeup. This time Prince Ji is also a daughter.
Even if the emperor is happy, I'm afraid it will only be limited.
Eleven Niang asked Hu Bo to twist a cold handkerchief and put it on Mrs. Zhou's eyes: It's more like this time.
The happier you are.
Mrs. Zhou's eyes gleamed again as she listened: "Why don't I know? I'm just thinking about our sister Fang."
When she was not married, Shunshun Dangdang got chickenpox and smallpox.
It only took a few days for the lady to be healed. Who knew that she was suddenly chosen as the prince's concubine, and there would never be a peaceful day after that. Could it be that she really answered that sentence?
Sweet first and then bitter, if
Who said this? Eleven Niang said with a smile, how can a person's life be without some twists and turns?
It was Taoist Priest Changchun who said it. But Mrs. Zhou sighed and interrupted her: When she was a child, she met Changchun Taoist Priest Changchun and looked at her face and said it. At that time, she said it was good.
Hundreds of birds paying homage to the phoenix are your destiny. I didn’t believe it at first, but now I think about it.
There really is some truth and he is a Taoist priest from Changchun.
Eleven Niang frowned slightly, and could only use Mrs. Zhou's own words to persuade her:.
It’s not clear yet what kind of fate sister is, Birds of the Phoenix.
The so-called fortune telling and fortune telling.
Sometimes it's just to comfort myself. It was Sister Fang who had such a thing.
Mrs. Zhou just remembered.
You have to be able to bear such a fate. Mrs. Zhou's eyebrows showed a hint of gloom.
There are some things you don’t know. The reason why the late emperor made the emperor the crown prince.
In addition to the fact that the emperor's character has won the Holy Heart, it has something to do with the fact that the queen gave birth to three legitimate sons for the emperor. This is the Zhou family's heartache, right?
After sending off Mrs. Zhou and Xu Lingyi said.
Xu Lingyi laughed: Mrs. Zhou actually said this to you. You are my aunt...
Eleven Niang didn't put herself in that position, and she really didn't think there was anything wrong with Mrs. Zhou's words. Now that she thinks about it, it's interesting. She laughed and said that's because I don't talk about people's rights and wrongs, and I know what is right.
Don't look at anything inappropriate and don't say anything about it.
Xu Lingyi looked at her with amusement in his eyes: Oh
On the one hand, he claimed not to talk about people's right and wrong, but on the other hand, he told Xu Lingyi what Mrs. Zhou said.
Eleven Niang's face turned red, and soon a different color appeared on her face.
Could it be that there was a sense of security in her subconscious that Xu Lingyi was a trustworthy person? As soon as the thought flashed, her heart rippled several times and she was already being hugged by Xu Lingyi.
Between husband and wife, there should be fertility. He kissed her earlobe, like this. Do you understand?
There were some strong commands in the gentle voice.
It made Eleven Niang even more confused.
Without waiting for the expected answer, the arms holding the little man tightened, and he gently bit the soft earlobe in his mouth to force him to do so, and whispered in a semi-coaxing voice, "Did you hear me?"
Eleven Niang felt her face burning.
He pursed his lips and said nothing.
When I heard that there was no one, I bit the slender neck of this one hard, and it felt numb.
This one is so tickled that he laughs, and the other one laughs when he hears this.
He simply kissed him all the way and spread his clothes. He was embarrassed and ashamed.
Jiao angrily called out to "Master Hou", who then responded with a "hmm".
Lowered his head.
Through the goose-yellow bellyband embroidered with grass-green plum blossoms, the vermilion on her breasts is contained.
While the two were making noise, they heard Amber calling Madam through the door curtain.
Said: Qiu Yu came to answer...
Qiu Yu was the person sent by Amber to ask for the peace talisman at Ciyuan Temple.
Eleven Niang hurriedly lifted the skirt of her clothes.
He couldn't help but glare at Xu Lingyi. Xu Lingyi saw her face was as red as a cloud, and her pair of almond-shaped eyes flew over sideways.
It was indescribably charming and touching, and I kissed her cheek.
Then he turned around and escaped.
Eleven Niang picked up the boiled water that was used to rinse her mouth and drank it in one gulp. She felt that her face was no longer so hot, so she called Qiu Yu in to answer.
Master Jining said.
Aunt Qin knew that Madam was happy, so she sincerely asked for a peace talisman. Mrs. Jining specially added a talisman to the talisman and painted a small lotus with cinnabar on each corner of the talisman. It does not necessarily need to be hung at the door of the house.
To be continued...