The door of the room was suddenly opened, and Yu Qinghuan threw out a pile of clothes: "You two can live together!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the door was slammed shut again.

"Yan Yan," Changsun Tao stretched out his hand, with a look of grievance and distress on his face, "Don't hurt the wound..."

Ah Liu saw that something was not good, so before Chang Sun Tao could look over, he greased the soles of his feet and ran away. In a flash, he disappeared.

Baili Wuxiang, who was in the room, scooped up a bowl of soup and handed it to Yu Qinghuan: "Good disciple, take a sip of the soup to replenish yourself. The master made it specially for you."

Yu Qinghuan picked up the bowl and took a big sip, preparing to complain in front of the master. As soon as the words came to her mouth, the taste of the soup just spread over the tip of her tongue, leaving her with endless aftertaste.

She swallowed what she was about to say and took a few more sips until the bowl reached the bottom. Then she smashed the bowl on the table, clenched her fists, and said angrily: "I don't feel sorry for that mine. Really, Master, do you believe me?"

Me! I was just inexplicably irritable, so I took advantage of it."

"It's not because of the gold mine? If it's not, why are your teeth chattering?" Baili Wuxiang said while serving soup.

"Bang!" Yu Qinghuan punched the table: "Old man, why don't you believe me! If you say you don't care, you don't care!"

Well, she really didn't care. Those border guards sacrificed their lives and blood for this country, but the military pay given by the court was not even enough to satisfy their hunger.

It was appropriate to take out money from Prince Qi's palace as a supplement, and she didn't think there was anything wrong with it.

I really don’t think so!

What was wrong was that the money should have been taken from Prince Qi's palace, not from her treasury.

Just thinking about it makes my body and heart hurt. I don't want to embarrass myself, so I have to embarrass others.

So Yu Qinghuan made things difficult for this smelly and rotten grass that made her feel heartbroken and painful.

Yu Qinghuan gritted his teeth and thought.

Thinking, thinking, her teeth chattered again.

Baili Wulian hurriedly pushed the soup in front of her and coaxed her softly: "It's normal for a woman to be overthinking and irritable during pregnancy. My good disciple, come here and drink this bowl of soup again."

Yu Qinghuan picked up the bowl and started drinking. After drinking, he wiped his chin boldly and smashed the bowl in front of Baili Wuxiang: "One more bowl!"

When Chang Sun Tao heard the noise outside, he thought he was being jealous and was worried. Unfortunately, he couldn't get into the house, so he could only lie down at the window and look in anxiously.

"roll!"

When the little man's roar ended, a basin of cold water poured out and poured all over his face.

He was not angry either. After spitting out the water in his mouth, he changed into clean clothes and continued his journey of begging for mercy.

When Wu Ti saw this scene, he was ridiculing and scornful, and at the same time, his empty eyes gradually became brighter.

The ups and downs, the joys and sorrows, the joys and sorrows, all seem to be happening in this small courtyard.

September 9th, Double Ninth Festival.

The crisp autumn air is suitable for climbing high and looking far.

After being nursed for a period of time, the external injuries on everyone's bodies were almost healed.

That day, Liu Xiaojie came to the Marquis Mansion early in the morning to invite Yu Qinghuan and Changsun Tao. He said that the tomb of Yiyong Marquis and his wife had been repaired on the outskirts of the city, and the people also built a merit temple for the couple next to the Tutu Temple for the people to worship.

Worship the heroic soul.

The prince and princess were all injured a few days ago, and Liu Xiaojie was too embarrassed to disturb them. It happened to be the Double Ninth Festival today, so the couple could go to burn incense first, and by the way, they could go up to the hill next to them and look far into the distance.

Yu Qinghuan knew that her parents had rested in peace and were going to where they should go, and they were not the kind of people who cared about fame, so this worship service was also done for the living to see.

But at the same time, Yu Qinghuan also understood that his parents were a kind of faith for the people who returned to Yancheng, and their heroic deeds would be passed down forever in this small town.

Whether it is a tomb or a merit temple, they are the carriers of their great spirit. Even after many years, they will still be the backbone and character of Guiyan City.

And the feelings of family and country they represent will be like a seed, taking root and sprouting in the hearts of generations of people in Guiyan City.

Therefore, on the Double Ninth Festival, the couple should go to worship, not only to remember their ancestors, but also to respect the heroes.

Yu Qinghuan's anger was still not gone, but that didn't stop Changsun Tao from following along shamelessly.

But when everything was ready and Ah Liu pushed Wu Ti out of the yard, Chang Sun Tao's face fell instantly.

"He really is everywhere!"

Ah Liu has caused a lot of trouble recently, and Wu Ti didn't want to get in trouble with Chang Sun Tao. The two of them had a tacit understanding to lower their presence and followed the team silently.

"Old man, this is for you." In the carriage, Yu Qinghuan handed a crimson bag to Baili Wuxiang's hand. The crimson bag contained several dogwoods, which suited the occasion and the occasion.

Baili Wuxiang smiled from ear to ear, took the bag and looked at it lovingly for a long time, then quickly put the bag into the hands of Changsun Tao, who was about to fall down, and then said aggrievedly: "Girl, Master

This bag has been robbed, can you give me another one?"

Yu Qinghuan pretended not to know his little trick, took out another one from the bottom of his sleeve and handed it to Baili Wuxiang.

Baili Wuxiang bumped Changsun Tao with his elbow. Changsun Tao quickly hung the crimson bag around his waist and said with a smile: "Thank you for being such a sweetheart in my family, little ancestor."

Yu Qinghuan glanced at him indifferently, snorted softly, turned her face away, and ignored him.

Originally, Baili Wuxiang must have been on his apprentice's side, and felt that Chang Sun Tao should not dig up his apprentice's mine.

But gradually, he began to sympathize with Changsun Tao, so he always helped Changsun Tao to coax his precious apprentice, openly or secretly.

Yu Qinghuan did not speak, and Chang Sun Tao did not dare to speak. The carriage moved slowly forward in the silence of the three of them, making a creaking sound as the wheels of the carriage ran over the cleaned streets.

The destination was quickly arrived. Yu Qinghuan opened the curtain and was about to get out of the car. A slender, clean hand with scorching warmth wrapped her hand in the palm of his hand.

Changsun Tao jumped off the carriage and said diligently: "Yan Yan, be careful, I'll help you."

A burst of rich floral fragrance hits your nostrils, refreshing your heart and mind.

Yu Qinghuan raised his eyes in surprise, only to find that everywhere he looked, there were layers of chrysanthemums covering the vicinity of the tomb.

The bright autumn sun sheds golden light on the chrysanthemums, and the blooming petals weave into a golden net, like a dream.

Seeing that Yu Qinghuan was stunned, Liu Xiaojie quickly held up his hands and explained: "Princess, this is the wish of the people in the city. Everyone has brought all the chrysanthemums/flowers they planted here, saying they are for the Marquis and the princess to watch."

In fact, they had received letters from Lu Mingyong and Mr. Feng two days ago, as well as an imperial edict issued in the name of the late emperor to rehabilitate the Yiyong Hou Mansion.

Mr. Feng explained the general situation in the capital, but Lu Mingyong's letter just reported to Yu Qinghuan that she was safe, and also sent greetings to her who was far away in Guiyan City.

With the imperial edict of vindication, the names of Yiyong Hou and his wife could finally be engraved on the two anonymous monuments, and the merit temple could be built openly and honestly.

Yu Qinghuan didn't say anything, and got out of the carriage under Chang Sun Tao's hand. She walked to the tomb, gently stroked the cold tombstone, and then knelt down.

"Dad, Aniang, Guiyan City has been defended, your grievances have been washed away, and Yu'er is about to become a mother."

"Yu'er is doing well. There have been bumps and tumbles along the way, but finally the hardships have been rewarded. I have met many people who love Yu'er, and life is getting better little by little."

"Yu'er is not alone, nor is she sad. Yu'er promises you that you will have a good life in the future."

"Yu'er will be a good wife, mother, sister, and princess. Please don't worry about Yu'er."

Yang Qian also knelt down and poured the wine in front of the monument: "Uncle, aunt, don't worry, I will take good care of Ayu and won't let anyone bully her."

As Yang Qian spoke, his eyes glanced at Changsun Tao intentionally or unintentionally, indicating something.

When Changsun Tao heard this, he immediately lost his face and knelt down quickly to cry out: "Father, mother, don't listen to that fool's nonsense. In our family, Yu'er is my god. If she asks me to go east, I will never go west."

, she asked me to move forward but I would never go back, I listened to her words, I endured her beatings and scoldings, she asked me to eat, but I would never dare to pick up food... How could I dare to bully Yu'er."

The way Chang Sun Tao tried to defend himself was funny and cute, and Yu Qinghuan finally couldn't help it and burst out laughing.
Chapter completed!