Put the Tremella soup here.

Panpan walked in lightly, gently placed the tremella soup on a high table, and looked at Han Zhi with a pair of lively eyes: Prince, drink it while it is hot, and it will taste bad if it is cold.

Han Zhi's expression was faint: I got it, you go out.

Panpan pursed his lips, his eyes filled with disappointment and sorrow. He glanced at Han Zhi directly, and turned around without saying a word.

Looking at the slowly closing door, Han Zhi sighed.

He was not slow and didn't understand what Panpan meant. However, since he decided to treat his cousin Yao wholeheartedly, wouldn't it be sad if he was with Panpan at this time?

Han Zhi ignored the bowl of tremella soup and let it slowly become cold. He looked absent-mindedly with the book crawler in his hand. Panpan's beautiful eyes that were still talking were occasionally flashed in his mind. He felt a little upset, throwing the book crawler and walking out of the study to breathe.

When Cheng Yao was there, the maid was reporting the message: Panpan gave the prince a soup and went out.

Where is the prince

The prince went out not long after.

Cheng Yao breathed a sigh of relief, and thought of Panpan and Brother Shuo, and her eyes became cold and stern.

She had just entered the door and took action to deal with the Tongfang and the eldest son of the silence. She didn't expect that the maid was a brave man and had the idea of ​​taking advantage of the situation.

Fortunately, Han Zhi's heart was still on her.

after

Cheng Yao sighed softly.

If the concubine tells her to enter the palace in the future, it will be a headache.

Cheng Yao felt a little regretful, and then thought. If the prince had not had the other thoughts about her, she would not have seen Concubine Hua so smoothly in Qingliang Mountain, so she put aside this idea.

The Duke's Mansion was calm, but Huairen's Mansion was like a chicken blood injection.

The reason was nothing else. There was a rumor in the palace that he wanted to choose a princess for the prince.

How has Tong'er learned the rules recently? Mrs. Meng asked Aunt Dong, who has been upgraded to Dong's family.

Aunt Dong was wearing a plain-patterned brocade skirt and bright moonlight with her earlobes, which looked simple and beautiful. He heard this and said respectfully: Tong'er got up every day and taught the nanny to learn the rules. She never dared to be slackened.

Mrs. Meng nodded: That's good. The palace has plans to choose a princess for the prince. Tong'er, as the legitimate daughter of our Huairen Mansion, has a lot of hope. You, a mother, have to keep an eye on it. Don't be embarrassed because she can't learn well.

My daughter-in-law understands. Don’t worry, old lady. Tong'er has always been sensible.

Well, among the granddaughters, Tong'er is indeed a sensible person. Mrs. Meng glanced at Aunt Dong with a picky look. Dong, don't wear it so simple in the future, you don't even have a little joy.

Aunt Dong's smile froze, and she lowered her head and said respectfully: Yes, my daughter-in-law understands.

Mrs. Meng waved her hand and asked Aunt Dong to retreat. She sighed: After all, she is a village girl and can't be on the table.

The nanny beside him hurriedly said: "Look at me, the second wife is the most filial and respectful."

The second master of Cheng was appointed as the fourth rank. After Aunt Dong was promoted, he could have been granted the imperial edict, but the superiors pressed down and did not approve it. Until now, the masters of the mansion only dared to call Aunt Dong the second wife, not the second wife.

Mrs. Meng sneered with the corner of her mouth: That's the benefit.

She held her forehead with a painful look on her face.

The old lady has a headache again

Mrs. Meng looked gloomy: The symptoms of this headache are getting worse and worse. In the past, there were three girls who prepared talisman water for me on time, but now they can only suffer from it.

Why don’t the old lady send someone to Xuanqing Temple to find the third girl? Wherever the third girl goes, it is your granddaughter, and you can ignore it or not

Mrs. Meng thought for a while and nodded.

Aunt Dong went back to Lianjiaoju and went straight to Cheng Tong. When she reached the door, she heard a burst of crying.

She hurriedly pushed the door open and saw Cheng Tong sobbing while holding the bed post, crying so hard that the pear blossoms were in the rain.

Tong'er, what's wrong

Cheng Tong looked up and threw herself into Aunt Dong's arms: Mother, I really can't stand it anymore. It's so good, why should I be restricted from learning the rules from morning to night, please see.

Cheng Tong lifted up the hem of the skirt and stretched his feet in front of Aunt Dong: My ankles have always been swollen. Is there such a request to be a legitimate daughter? I haven’t seen my third sister learn these in the past?

What is the third sister? Cheng Wei is no longer a girl in our house. You are not allowed to call me that in the future.

Cheng Weiruo is still the third girl, what is that Tong'er

Aunt Dong took out a veil and gently wiped Cheng Tong's tears. Looking at her daughter's swollen ankles, although she felt distressed, she could only keep it in her heart and comforted her: Tong'er, as the saying goes, only by enduring hardships can one become the best. You should work harder now and enjoy your happiness in the future. Even if Cheng Wei wanted to learn at the beginning, how could he have such a good opportunity?

Cheng Tong heard some clues, wiped his tears and asked: What does mother mean by this?

Aunt Dong thought that her daughter would know sooner or later, and couldn't help but smile and lowered her voice: The palace is going to choose a princess for the prince. You are now the right-age daughter in our mansion. If you have the purpose passed down, you still have a great chance of being elected. Tong'er, what's wrong with you

Aunt Dong was talking, but when she saw Cheng Tong's face suddenly turned pale and she looked breathless, she couldn't help but be shocked.

Cheng Tong's eyes were dark, and he could hardly see Aunt Dong's anxious face: Mother, what you said is true

Of course it is true. Even if you are excited, don't be like this. Tong'er

Cheng Tong didn't breathe and fainted.

When I woke up again, there were already many people in the room, and even Mrs. Meng was present.

grandmother

Mrs. Meng looked concerned and pressed Cheng Tong's arm: Just wake up, don't move. Are you too tired to learn the rules these days, so let's take a few days off first. Body bones are the most important thing.

Grandma Xie. While half asleep and half awake, Cheng Tong had already figured it out. It would be useless to beg and cry in front of Mrs. Meng.

After receiving a lot of comforting words, the room was gone in a blink of an eye. Cheng Tong then pulled Jin's face to cover her face and started crying silently.

In Xuanqing Temple, Cheng Wei sat under the ginkgo tree and silently recited the painting method of the soul-summoning talisman. Huanyan, who also changed into a Taoist robe, stood aside and waved to drive away the little flying insects for her.

A small Taoist boy ran over quickly: Uncle Grand Master, someone is coming to see you at the foot of the mountain.

Cheng Wei opened his eyes, with a little joy in his eyes.

My second brother's birthday is coming soon. Maybe he wanted to spend it with her, so he came to find her.

It turns out that there is a connection between you.

Who

The little Taoist boy said: It was the nanny next to your grandmother who came to find Fu Shui who wanted to relieve your headache.

Cheng Wei's smile suddenly stopped and he closed his eyes again.

The uncle of the Grand Master, Xiaodaotong, looked confused and tilted his head to look at the uncle of the Grand Master, who was only a few years older than him.

No response was received, the little Taoist boy looked at Huanyan: What's wrong with the Grand Master's Uncle

Huanyan looked serious: It's in seclusion. It's not to be continued.
Chapter completed!