When they were thanking guests in the evening, Xue Chen personally sent Jie Jie out. The guests were almost gone. There was only a carriage with a royal blue bottom in front of the Xue family. Xue Yuntao, Xue and Zhao were all seeing off guests in front of the door. The county lord Jiahe and Xue were standing in the same place to talk to Xue, while Xue Yuntao stood beside her and asked the concierge about something.

Jingjie ran to the side of the county lord Jiahe, grabbed her arm, stood on tiptoe, and said a few words in the ear of the county lord Jiahe. Then the county lord Jiahe walked to Xue Chen, grabbed Xue Chen's hand and said:

"Jing Jie'er has caused you trouble today."

Xue Chen smiled and said, "My lord, don't say that, Sister Jing is my sister, this is all I should do."

After saying this, Xue and Xue Yuntao looked at each other. Xue Yuntao quickly turned his eyes, and the county lord Jiahe was also a little embarrassed. He lowered his head and smiled, reached out to stroke the temples on his cheeks, and then smiled at Xue Chen, turned around and held Jing Jie'er's hand, but did not talk to Xue Yuntao, but said goodbye to Xue, and then got on the carriage.

After Sister Jing got in the car, she lifted the curtain and waved her hand gently at Xue Chen, and Xue Chen also replied.

After the carriage left, everyone in front of the door wanted to go back. Xue called Xue Chen from behind and said, "Sister Chen, wait. Your father has something to say to you."

Xue Chen's eyes turned to Xue Yuntao, and he saw that he was a little embarrassed. He touched his nose, then pointed to Xue Chen at the path beside the door and said, "Sister Chen, please accompany me for a walk."

"yes."

Xue Chen just thought he knew nothing, and walked quietly into the garden with Xue Yuntao behind him. The night wind blew, and Xue Chen exhaled a mouthful of white mist and wrapped the squid felt tighter. Xue Yuntao was wearing a crow-green cloak. Seeing that Xue Chen was cold, he took off the cloak and put it on Xue Chen. Because of his height, the cloak was dragged and walked. Xue Chen lowered his head and said without saying a word. After the father and daughter did this for a long time, Xue Yuntao coughed twice and said:

"That... you guessed it. It's her. Her father is Prince Beijing. She was named the county lord of Jiahe. She once married Wei Qing, the prefect of Wanping. Three years ago, Wei Qing unfortunately suffered an accident and died, leaving behind a legitimate daughter and two concubines. Today, the one who follows her is the legitimate daughter Wei Zhijing. You know the situation of Daddy. Marrying other women in the boudoir also harmed others. Therefore, when the emperor proposed this, Daddy agreed, and the imperial edict for marriage should be given soon."

Xue Chen still didn't say anything, lowered his head, looked at the golden edge of the crow-green cloak that Xue Yuntao was draped on her body, and after a long time, he nodded slowly and said:

"I understand. After my mother entered the door, as long as she was a good person, I would not compete with her. I also wish there was someone to take care of her daily life by my father. What will you make arrangements for Jing Jie'er and her two concubines in the future?"

Xue Yuntao sighed for this, and after thinking about it, he said, "Actually, this matter is not easy to deal with. It would be fine if only Jing Jie'er was the only one. After all, she was her biological daughter, but she also had two concubines. These two concubines were sisters. Their mother was Wei Qing's concubine during his lifetime. She died early. Before her death, Wei Qing asked Jing Jie'er's mother to take good care of the sisters. Since I wanted to marry her, I naturally had to take this responsibility for her.

You can do it when you decide. The specifications are based on the specifications of the illegitimate daughters in the mansion. You can't go over to Sister Jing. Sister Jing will be half of the legitimate daughter of our Xue family in the future, and you can't treat them badly. It's not easy for them to be two mothers. Although she is the county lord, Prince Beijing is no longer there. The Prince's Mansion is now in charge of her brother and sister. The relationship between brother and sister is not close. She has been wandering in recent years. Daddy doesn't want to have children in this life, but you are the only child. In this way, she will always be a debt to her."

Xue Yuntao said so much at once, and was sincere. Xue Chen said nothing, nodded and said, "I understand. Then let Sister Jing live in Xinrantang next to Qingqueyuan. If the two concubines say that, they will live in Haitangyuan. When the county lord enters the door, I will hand over the central gifts from the mansion to her. It is just the dowry left by my wife, I will take care of it myself, and no one can replace it."

Hearing Xue Chen's arrangement, Xue Yuntao felt relieved and agreed, "Your mother's dowry is of course yours, not considered a public item, and others have no reason to intervene."

After receiving Xue Yuntao's promise, Xue Chen had nothing to say. After saluting him, he returned the cloak on his shoulder to Xue Yuntao, then called the maid who followed them to take the lights, and then threw himself into the darkness and walked towards Qingqueju.

Xue Yuntao looked at her leaving back and seemed to know that there were always cracks in her relationship with her daughter. She sighed, put on her cloak, and then returned to the main courtyard.

When he returned to his bedroom, Xue Chen always felt that there was a little smell of wontons in the room. He subconsciously looked at the closed west window, remembering the way he was leaning over on the windowsill with one hand during the day.

After realizing what she was thinking, Xue Chen hurriedly put away her thoughts, and after sending Qin Feng and Zheng Yuan to rest, she walked to the clean room. However, when she passed by the dressing table, she was attracted by a green porcelain bottle. She walked over and picked it up and looked at it. She found that there was still a piece of paper hidden under the porcelain bottle, and the paper was written on it, explaining the use of Chinese medicine in this porcelain bottle. When Xue Chen saw the words "Treatment of ulcers", she felt that her limbs were soft, and her ears were bulging. The blood in her body seemed to be flowing upwards, making Xue Chen's cheeks look like a flame was about to burst out.

This Lou Qingyun is really omnipresent! He actually made a trip to her room again, but her window was clearly locked, so how did he come in?

With deep complaints, Xue Chen wanted to throw the medicine bottle away. After all, the origin is unknown. If someone knows it in the future, it can be regarded as evidence of personal gain. But he really raised his hand, but he couldn't bear to throw it out. After a moment of confusion, Xue Chen finally withdrew his hand and sent the porcelain bottle to him again.

After the resentment in her heart, she was replaced by a faint sweetness. She was not a fool. She knew that Lou Qingyun must have something to do so. However, Xue Chen really didn't know how to refuse such a strong rogue person, and she couldn't deny that although he was strong, he had never forced her. Although he was rogue, his behavior and actions were all pity and love for her. Although this kind of care was shameless and could not be told to mankind, Xue Chen asked himself, and was more moved.

Because from the previous life to this life, what she was used to was alone, and no one would really care about her. Before she got married in the last life, she was overwhelmed by Xu Su'e. After getting married, Song Antang just greedy for her appearance and never thought of being in line with her. She also fought alone in Changning Hou Mansion for more than ten years, and until her death, she almost never felt any warmth.

In this life, she never expected that she had obtained this kind of warmth from Lou Qingyun. No matter whether his feelings were true or false, or how long it could last, it was unique to Xue Chen. So she knew that she could not see him again and could not accept his things again... But for the warmth she had never felt before, Xue Chen still hesitated.

Forget it, he can do whatever he wants. His reputation is much more expensive than her. She has never thought about getting married in this life. If she still wants to marry Song Antang in this life, she would rather go to the Qingdeng Ancient Buddha to spend the rest of her life. Then, she will use the Lu family's front to build a Guzi Temple for herself, and she will be the abbot and will still be free.

After thinking this way, Xue Chen's hand holding the emerald green porcelain bottle was not so resistant. After washing up, he took the candlestick to the mirror, and rubbed the medicine in the porcelain bottle to the place where she bit her mouth during the day. With the fragrance of medicine in her mouth, he went to bed and fell asleep.

On the second day of the first lunar month, the palace issued an imperial edict to marry Princess Jiahe and Xue Yuntao, the Minister of the Secretariat, to get married on the eighth day of the fourth lunar month.

Xue Yuntao's marriage naturally had to be handled by the old lady and Xue from the East Mansion. After all, Xue Chen is a girl's family. Even if he is in charge of the gifts in the mansion, he has no experience in preparing for the major marriages. Xue Chen did not want to be a big deal in this matter, so he simply handed over the accounts of the gifts in the mansion to the old lady's agent. After the new mother started, she could just hand over the old lady to the old lady. Xue Chen, the legitimate daughter, did not need to be stuck in the middle.

Anyway, all the matters in Yanzi Lane were handled by Xue Chen according to the rules left by Lu, but he only took more thought when reviewing the accounts, and no other rules and names have changed.

The old lady was doing the preparations for the wedding, and Xue was doing it. The young lady Xue Chen had nothing to do. She wrote, looked at the accounts, and handled the store every day, and lived a very leisurely life.

On that day, she was writing behind the desk when she suddenly saw a white dove flying into the west window and stopped on the ground. She was so gurgling that she didn't plan to fly. Quilt Phoenix and Pillow Mandarin were hiding in the summer embroidery. A warm stove was growing in the summer embroidery, which was very warm. Her fingers were not stiff when embroidering. Therefore, as long as Xue Chen did not give instructions in winter, they would all stay in the summer to keep warm.

Therefore, she is the only one in Xue Chen's room.

Seeing that her pigeon never left, Xue Chen had to put down his pen and walked over. Seeing that the pigeon seemed not afraid of people, she tried to squat down and picked up the pigeon. Somehow, the pigeon did not resist at all. She was well-trained and cooed. Xue Chen held it in his hand and looked around for a few times, and then saw a small bamboo tube on its left foot, probably the size of a little finger. This was the first time Xue Chen saw this, and carried the pigeon to the desk, took off the bamboo tube on its leg, uncovered the lid, took out a small note inside, with a few heroic words written on it:

Is the mouth better? Is the medicine still effective?

Xue Chen was silent for a long time when he looked at the note, then looked up at the very humane white dove. There was a circle of golden hairs above their neck rings, and their eyes were as big as mung beans. When Xue Chen looked at it, it even tilted its head to look at her.

It is really a virtue with its master.

Xue Chen sighed, not knowing whether the letter should be replied. He always felt that things were running more and more towards the direction she couldn't understand. After hesitating for a while, the pigeon stood on her pen holder waiting for her, occasionally making cooing sounds, and I don't know if it was urging me.

In the end, Xue Chen had no choice but to write a few small regular script characters behind his paper:

The medicine is very good, it is already better, don't worry.

After writing, he rolled up the small strips and stuffed them into the small bamboo tube again. The white pigeon was very spiritual. Seeing that the bamboo tube was ready, he flew to Xue Chen himself, and almost stretched out his left foot to tie the bamboo tube for her. For such an active bird, Xue Chen had no chance to hesitate. Under psychological pressure, he tied the bamboo tube, and then held the pigeon in his hand, gently stroked it on its back with his hand, and then sent it to the west window, throwing it out, the white pigeon flapping its wings and flying high, and disappeared in Xue Chen's eyes in a short while.
Chapter completed!