There is Room For the Poor Daughter

The consequence of being drunk is that Daohua slept until the third day before getting up.

"Girl, are you awake?" Gu Yu smiled and stepped forward to wait on Daohua to wash up.

This time Wang Man'er did not follow. Last month, Qin Xiaoliu proposed to Mrs. Li. After Mrs. Li asked Daohua's opinion, she betrothed Wang Man'er to Qin Xiaoliu.

Considering that when Daohua got married, Wang Man'er and Qin Xiaoliu were going to stay with them, so Mrs. Li looked at the date and set the wedding date for the two at the end of this month.

During this time, Daohua spared Wang Man'er the task of embroidering the dowry in the house with peace of mind.

Daohua rubbed her head, which was still a little heavy, and glanced at the sun outside the window: "It's so late, why don't you call me?"

Gu Yu smiled and said, "The girl was drunk last night. When the little prince sent you back, he specially ordered us not to disturb you this morning."

"I'm drunk?" Daohua looked suspicious, "I'm not bad at drinking!"

Gu Yu smiled and did not answer.

The girl's alcohol limit is limited to drinking some fruit wine and wine. If you drink it, others will definitely get drunk.

After Daohua was dressed and dressed, she had some breakfast, and then went directly to Gu Jian's yard. Halfway through, when he saw Xiao Yeyang approaching, he suddenly smiled.

Xiao Yeyang looked at Daohua, saw that she looked good, and asked, "Does your head hurt?"

Daohua shook her head: "I didn't drink much wine."

Xiao Yeyang did not mention the fact that she drank strong wine last night, and said with a smile: "The old man took my father to the medicine field, saying that he wanted to teach him to recognize medicinal herbs. Let's go and have a look."

Daohua nodded, walked on, suddenly stopped, tilted her head and looked at Xiao Yeyang: "Did you have something for me?"

Xiao Yeyang looked puzzled: "No."

Daohua frowned and tried her best to recall: "No, when I went to get fireflies with you last night, you seemed to want to show me a picture album or something."

When Xiao Yeyang heard this, his eyelids couldn't stop jumping: "You remembered it wrong, you saw the drawing paper on my desk and asked me to paint for you."

"yes?"

Daohua looked suspicious.

Without waiting for her to ask any more questions, Xiao Yeyang directly pulled her up and walked forward, diverting her attention while walking: "The Mid-Autumn Festival is over, and my vacation is over, I have to go back to the city this afternoon, my father. The king may also go back."

Daohua really didn't ask about the album: "It's a matter of course for you to do an errand, but your father is fine. Let's find a way to let him stay for a few more days. You can see how happy Master was yesterday."

Xiao Yeyang was silent: "Is there anything you can do?"

Daohua pondered for a while: "Don't your father like to play with rouge? I'm going to teach him to use glass instruments. It will take at least a month or two to be proficient with those equipment."

Xiao Yeyang smiled: "This method is good, my father Wang quite likes novelty things, something catches him, even if he can't live in the villa, he won't come here often."

Prince Ping was indeed planning to go back to the city with Xiao Yeyang, but when Daohua took him to the laboratory to see how Daohua refined perfume, he immediately said that he would stay for a few more days.

Gu Jian has long been able to use various glass instruments, so he took over the task of guiding Prince Ping.

After Daohua sent Xiao Yeyang away, she went back to her yard. She also wanted to embroider a wedding dress, and she was going to embroider Xiao Yeyang's share together.

Because there are new things to learn, Prince Ping is very happy in Zhuangzi, but the Ma family in the palace is more and more anxious.

"What's the matter with your lord? Even if you went to Zhuangzi to make rouge, you wouldn't stay outside for so long. It's been so many days, and you still haven't come back?"

"Chen'er, you can't go on like this. Then Yan Yiyi hasn't married into the palace yet, so you've already won over your father!" Princess Ma was so anxious.

Luo Qiong glanced at Xiao Yechen, who was silent, and hesitated for a while, but then said, "How about my husband go to the Four Seasons Villa in person to pick up the father and the king?"

Xiao Yechen: "My father likes to have fun. I asked someone to ask the people around my father. Yan Yi came up with some novel and fun things that attracted my father, and now I am in a hurry. I am If I go, my father will not come back with me."

Luo Qiong smiled lightly: "Xianggong, anyway, this father-in-law lives in the village of his future daughter-in-law, and it's always bad to say it, the father may not have thought of this, as a son, you should remind him. That's it."

When Princess Ma heard this, she immediately clapped her hands and applauded: "Then Yan Yiyi is the most unscrupulous, in order to marry into Prince Ping's mansion, she first took the initiative to seduce Ye Yang, and now she is rushing to please your father. Don't care. Chen'er, hurry up and pick up your father and return, our Prince Ping's mansion can't become a joke in the whole capital because of her."

Xiao Yechen also felt that this reason was feasible, so he called the next person to prepare the carriage.

Because Luo Qiong gave a good suggestion, Princess Ma's attitude towards her was much better, but when she thought that Yan Yiyi was going to marry into the palace in three months, she couldn't help but bring up the matter of the child again.

"Luo Qiong, I said why hasn't your stomach moved?"

Luo Qiong's face changed, and she couldn't help tightening the handkerchief in her hand.

Princess Ma looked at Xiao Yechen again: "Chen'er, you will stay in Luo Qiong's room more often in the future, don't run into the concubine's room every day, and give birth to a grandson for your mother-in-law first, you can't lose to Xiao in this matter. Ye Yang."

Xiao Yechen glanced at Luo Qiong, and he actually had a great opinion in his heart about his wife who had been married to the palace for more than three years but was still unhappy: "Mother concubine, I will."

After a while, when the carriage was ready, Xiao Yechen left.

Princess Ma glanced at her daughter-in-law, who was holding it all the time, and waved her to step back.

On the way back to the yard, Luo Qiong's dowry maid Xueqiao looked at her girl worriedly, hesitated for a while, and then said, "Girl, this servant is really anxious to see the princess and the uncle, or else, why don't we leave it alone? Did the medicine stop?"

There was a trace of disgust in Luo Qiong's eyes, she was not willing to marry Xiao Yechen, but for the sake of her family, she still compromised.

Now that she is married, she intends to be a good wife and mother, but Princess Ma and Xiao Yechen disappointed her greatly.

It was only a month after she married into the palace, and her good mother-in-law began to stuff people into her room.

In this regard, her husband did not say a word.

That's fine, anyway, she never thought about how much love she would have with Xiao Yechen, as long as he gave her enough respect.

However, Xiao Yechen is really a bit of gold and jade, and his talent is far less outstanding than his external reputation.

What a great talent in the capital, just to make a name for himself.

The most unbearable thing for her was that he would tell his mother-in-law about everything in their room and follow her mother-in-law's advice.

It doesn't matter if the mother-in-law is sensible, but the mother-in-law is just a concubine who favors the superior by inviting pets. What effective suggestions can she make?

After marrying into the palace for so many years, she can understand that the mother-in-law can be righted, not because of how powerful her methods are, but because of the needs of the queen mother and the emperor.

Xue Qiao glanced at her girl's expression and knew that she was reluctant, so she had to persuade: "Girl, we can't do anything else, just for the sake of a better life in the future, we should think about it."

"If the county magistrate of Shengping gets pregnant first, the pressure you will face will be even greater. At that time, the princess is afraid that she will continue to stuff people into the uncle's room again."

Luo Qiong was upset and her face was very bad.

Xue Qiao bit her head and continued: "The battle between the princess and the uncle and the little prince has never stopped, and they definitely don't want to lose to the little prince in their heirs."

"Good girl, while the princess and the uncle have not stopped the soup for those people in the backyard, you still have to conceive a little son first. Otherwise, when the little prince gets married, the slaves are afraid."

Luo Qiong turned to look at Xue Qiao: "What are you afraid of? Afraid of Mr. Concubine's eldest son coming out?"

Xue Qiao pursed her lips and didn't speak. It's not impossible. You must know that my uncle was born as the eldest son of a concubine, so he may not care about this.

In addition, the princess is not so particular about rules and face in many things. If she really wants to stop the fox spirits' Bizi soup in the backyard, her girl can only suffer.

Luo Qiong sighed, with a bitter smile on his face that he had to compromise with fate: "Stop it!"