My host is lazy again

Chapter 447 This little fairy is too soft and cute 77
On the day of their marriage, Huai'an Shizi concubine passed away, and the cause of death is unknown.The number one talented woman in the capital died away.

Thus, such an enviable happy event turned into a funeral.

This incident is even more embarrassing than the previous gossip.

Some people say that Huai'an Princess Concubine was poisoned by villains.

Others said that she had already been seriously ill, and her time was approaching.

Some people speculated that she was killed by Huai'an Shizi.She is a dancing girl, but she sat on the position of the concubine of the crown prince, and she might be threatening the crown prince of Huai'an... In short, this argument mainly revolves around the grievances and hatred between the two.

There are different opinions, but the Huai'an Palace has not made any explanation.

I just heard that since the night of the wedding, the prince of Huai'an has been seriously ill, and has been lying on the bed for five whole days. After waking up, he remembered everyone, but he forgot the deceased Princess Huai'an.

This fact is really weird and miraculous.

A month later.

The gate of the capital.

A carriage slowly drove out of the city gate.

The side curtains on the car were lifted from the inside, revealing a haggard woman inside.She poked her head out and glanced at the bustling capital city that was fading away behind the car, then lowered her eyelashes with tears in her eyes.

"Fangzhu, are you reluctant?"

Qiu'e, who was sitting beside her, looked at her worriedly.

Song Xuan put down the curtains of the car and sat down slowly, her pale face showing a bit of old age.

In less than a month, she had aged a lot, and her hair was white.

Raising her sleeves and wiping her tears lightly, she lowered her head and smiled wryly: "What is there to be reluctant to part with... There is nothing in this capital that is worthy of my nostalgia."

She came here in the first place to find her husband.

Later, he stayed in Beijing to raise children.

But now, neither of them is alive.

Therefore, she transferred the Ping Lefang to others, and planned to return to her hometown in Jiangnan to spend the rest of her life, which is also considered returning to her roots.

Seeing her negative expression, Qiu'e didn't know how to comfort her.

What happened to A Yao was so sudden that they were caught off guard.

Holding back the soreness on the tip of her nose, Qiu'e took out some cakes from the baggage on the side and placed them in front of her. She said warmly: "Master, you haven't eaten for two or three days. Eat some. There is still a long way to go... Ayao is here." God has spirit, and he wouldn’t want you to torture yourself like this.”

Song Xuan shook her head, "I really can't eat it."

Turning to look at her, she forced a smile: "Qiu'e, I am no longer the owner of the music workshop, so you don't need to call me like that anymore. You have been with me for many years, and I have already regarded you as a relative. If you don't dislike , can you call me sister?"

Their backgrounds are somewhat similar.

Back then, Qiu'e's father-in-law loved the new and disliked the old, and abandoned her in pursuit of power.At that time, if Song Xuan hadn't rescued her, she might have been sold to a brothel by human traffickers.

Qiu'e has always kept this kindness in her heart.

Hearing her words at this time, she quickly responded: "If you don't dislike me, how could you dislike me? Thank you very much for taking care of me these years, Sister Xuan."

Qiqi, who was sitting outside driving the carriage, was holding the chicken leg in one hand, and the horse rope in the other.Hearing the conversation inside, she pursed her lower lip and swore secretly in her heart:

Miss, Qiqi will definitely take good care of Fangzhu.

If you have a soul in heaven, please take good care of it.

At this time, it is just spring.

Flowers are in full bloom in Beijing.

In the courtyard of Ping Lefang, peach blossoms are in full bloom.

The tender pink petals are dotted with dots of green buds. The contrast between pink and green makes the peach blossoms more delicate, like the faint blush on a girl's cheeks.

It's just that sometimes flowers fall, things change and people change.

(End of this chapter)