My whole family was wiped out. After my rebirth, it makes sense for me to wipe out the scumbag’s who

Yuping patted the dust on Zhichun's knees and smiled at her.

"His Royal Highness Prince Chuan likes to go to the Plum Garden after dinner. The concubine's palace is too deserted. You should also go to the Plum Garden to pick some wintersweet."

After handing the things to Zhichun, Yuping went to the kitchen to get some apricot meat and plums and returned to Yihua Palace.

"How about it?"

After Yunyige took the painkillers, all the pain in her body was gone, and now she was even more energetic.

"It's done!"

Yuping placed the plate on Yun Yige's bedside, "Miss, eat the girl and the apricot meat."

"By the way, Yuping, take a look at the jewelry on the dressing table and see if you like anything."

When Yuping heard this, she suddenly stopped eating apricot meat. She looked at Yunyi Ge with tears in her eyes and knelt in front of her bed.

"Miss, do you want to be a slave?"

Yun Yige was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized, "Oh, get up quickly, I didn't mean that. If you like anything, you can keep it for later marriage."

"I didn't want to give you to the prince, that's all. It's better not to dress up too beautifully in the East Palace."

Yun Yige shook his head. Xuan Wenchuan was a lecherous devil, and he liked even a mother.

Yuping breathed a long sigh of relief and said angrily, "Young lady has scared me to death. I don't want to share the same husband with young lady. I must only serve young lady forever."

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

Yun Yige knocked her on the head, "Let me ask you, are there places like ancestral halls in the East Palace where incense can be burned?"

Yuping nodded, "There is a Buddhist temple where incense can be burned."

"Come on, let's go to the Buddhist temple quietly."

"Miss, can you do this in your body?"

"Don't worry, we'll come back as soon as we go. Besides, I have medicine to take care of it."

Yun Yige raised his eyebrows at her, got out of bed, put on the thickest fox-armpit cloak and left the bedroom.

When he arrived at the Buddhist hall, Yun Yige silently chanted the names of the Tang family in his heart, burned incense to comfort the souls, and then left the Buddhist hall.

Walking near the garden, two men came face to face.

The man sitting in the wheelchair is wearing a black robe, his hair is tied up with a jade crown, his eyebrows are like swords, his eyes are like stars, his face is resolute and angular, with a calmness and indifference that has experienced the world.

"See Hades."

Yun Yige shouted out as if from muscle memory, curtsied and saluted, she lowered her head, and just when she met his eyes, she felt cold and uncomfortable.

I'm afraid this is the evil aura. Xuan Ming is the God of War, so he must kill people like hemp. The murderous aura on his body makes people shudder.

"Get up."

Xuan Ming glanced at her in surprise, and the guard Qian Mo beside him was also a little surprised.

The two sides didn't talk much, just said hello briefly.

"Who is there?"

"His Royal Highness, Prince of Sichuan, forgive me for my sins. I know the spring."

Zhichun heard the voice behind him, walked over quickly with his head lowered, and knelt in front of him.

"Head up."

Zhi Hua slowly raised her head. She had been standing in the plum garden for an hour. Her face was red from the cold and she looked particularly delicate.

Xuan Wenchuan looked at the frightened girl in front of him with rosy cheeks and delicate lips. He stretched out his hand to help her up and hugged her hard into his arms.

"This hairpin of yours looks familiar."

"His Royal Highness Prince Sichuan, this is a reward from the Crown Princess to the slaves. It is said that if the slaves dress up more cheerfully, His Highness the Crown Prince will feel better if he sees them."

Xuan Wenchuan was a little surprised. Thinking of what he said just now at Yunyigedui in Yihua Palace, he couldn't help but curl his lips, "She has become more sensible. It seems that she has finally figured it out."

"Chun'er, you smell so good."

"His Royal Highness King Sichuan..."

She raised her head and met each other's eyes. The atmosphere was ambiguous. The two people looked at each other with ambiguous eyes, and there was no concealed desire in their eyes.

Xuan Wenchuan is the desire between men and women, and Zhichun is the desire for revenge from the superior.

Zhichun stood on tiptoes and took the initiative to kiss Xuan Wenchuan's lips. Xuan Wenchuan pulled open her collar and pressed his lips against hers.

She raised her hands and hooked them around his neck, and his thick palms pressed against her body, as if they were being roasted by fire.

Zhichun's whole body went limp after being kissed by Xuan Wenchuan, and she collapsed in his arms.

In the snow, the two hugged each other tightly to keep each other warm.

……

Xuan Ming held Yun Yige's hand and saw a few small red marks and needle holes on the fingertips of his right hand. He frowned slightly, feeling distressed. He held her fingers and blew gently: "Does it hurt? From now on, these will be Just leave the work to the servants, why bother doing it yourself."

Xuan Ming finally knew that Yun Yige was good at everything, but this female celebrity was really not good at it. Every time she embroidered a handkerchief, she would hurt herself. The mandarin ducks she embroidered didn't look like mandarin ducks, but looked like ducks, and the kites didn't look like kites. Birds are like sparrows.

"Brother, this is the first veil I have embroidered. Don't dislike it. Keep this veil with you. Even though you are married, don't forget me, my sister!"

Xiao Lin was just about to praise her, but her daughter, who had never touched women's clothing before, was very strange now. The sun came out in the west, and she actually knew how to embroider handkerchiefs.

She smiled and said: "Look, you are married, and your sister has grown up a lot..."

Mrs. Xiao Lin was suddenly stunned. She was speechless looking at the handkerchief. The handkerchief was embroidered with a pair of wild geese flying side by side. The sister gave this handkerchief to her brother. It was really...she couldn't help but think of the two of them. After hearing what had happened in the palace, his head banged and he held the handkerchief in his hand: "Okay, okay, just let the maids make these handkerchiefs and sachets."

Seeing that his mother was about to leave, Wanshun quickly snatched the handkerchief back from Xiaolin: "My sister made this for me!"

"I really don't want to do these things myself. I can't always do it right. I'm impatient. They don't even let me sharpen the ax when I'm embroidering a wedding dress!"

"Then don't do it. Let the people in Xiufang make the wedding dress. The embroidery will be better!"

Song Qinglan thought about it for a while, but everyone said that when a woman gets married, she should embroider the wedding dress herself to be auspicious, and the husband and wife will be reunited, and they will be together for a hundred years: "Mother, I should embroider the wedding dress and hijab myself. After the embroidery is completed, , and then take it to the showroom and ask the embroiderers to help change it."

"Well, the house deed and land deed have been purchased for you, but a woman cannot live without money. Have you thought about which of the maids in your yard to bring?"