Reborn group favorite: The prince and I are enemies

The mother and daughter seemed to have endless things to say, and they returned to Prince Qi's Mansion unknowingly. Yu Qinghuan did not go to see Changsun Tao first, but took Mrs. Chu directly to Zhizhiju.

After lunch, Mrs. Chu chatted with Yu Qinghuan again. At the end of the conversation, she suddenly asked: "Yan Yan, do you know what size clothes King Qi wears and what is the size of his shoes?"

Yu Qinghuan was immediately stunned by the question. When she heard this, she smiled and said, "Mother, Prince Qi's clothes and shoes are all made by the imperial government bureau in the palace..."

Mrs. Chu shook her head and interrupted her: "Mother told you not to be infatuated easily, but she didn't say not to let you put your mind to it. Yan Yan, know yourself and the enemy, and you will never be in danger in a hundred battles. If you don't even know the things related to King Qi, how about you?" piece, you can only be the one who is eaten to death in the end. Think about it, you are the only woman in the backyard of Prince Qi’s Mansion now, and no one can compete with you. Comparing with you will naturally not highlight your shortcomings. , but King Qi is a prince, and he will always accept concubines and concubines. If he marries a concubine who is excellent in everything and considers her husband at all times, then you, the main concubine, will be outclassed. ?”

Yu Qinghuan was silent. She believed that the way for a husband and wife to get along is not about these trivial things. Whether they can live this life to the end is not about lowering themselves to lift their husbands to heaven, nor is it about working hard to become their husband's housekeeper. It is about having a way that is known to the world. The thread called "love" binds each other's hearts and makes each other willing to fulfill this covenant.

If playing the role of a wife can bring love between husband and wife, then in her previous life she made every detail plan for Qin Zhen, why didn't she get a husband who was even just responsible?

Mrs. Chu seemed to have read her thoughts, patted her hand and said: "Yan Yan, the fate of women in the world is mostly in the hands of their husbands. My mother is not telling you these words to persuade you to be shackled by ethics. But I want to tell you that you don’t have to do many things, but you must understand that those will become your skills, and you never know when they will come in handy.”

After saying that, Mrs. Chu pulled up Yu Qinghuan's sleeves and said, "These clothes must have been prepared for you by King Qi's order. Although he doesn't have to do everything himself, he can make people make things that suit you and that you like. , how do you feel when you know that someone has prepared everything for you? What will you do if one day, no one has planned this for you? Yan Yan, those who can eat away at people bit by bit are not necessarily bright swords and clear swords. Sometimes, habits are scarier than any means. If possible, my mother also hopes that you two will fall in love with each other, but if not, my mother hopes that you will become a habit that King Qi cannot change and cannot live without. At least in this way, you can protect your life. Peace and success.”

Yu Qinghuan nodded: "Yan Yan understands what mother means, and will definitely put more thought into it in the future."

Mrs. Chu patted her head: "You don't have to wait for the future, let's start now. A thousand-year record of receiving favors from others. King Qi helped you this time, and you should repay him. Although you don't ask for anything in return for helping others, if you are If the person who helps can be grateful, it will make the person who lends a helping hand feel happy, and it will not be difficult to ask for help next time.”

Yu Qinghuan rarely disobeyed Mrs. Chu, not to mention that Mrs. Chu also considered her. She hung on Chu's body like an octopus and asked, "How does mother think Yan Yan should repay her?"

Mrs. Chu asked Xiao Qian to prepare a sewing basket, and then handed it to Yu Qinghuan: "Mother, I didn't see King Qi wearing a crown last time. You can make a hair tie, and he doesn't have a sachet on his waist. You can make a sachet." .”

"Then let's make a sachet. Weather like this always makes people feel sleepy. If you make a sachet, you can add some refreshing herbs to it," Yu Qinghuan said.

Throughout the afternoon, Yu Qinghuan and Mrs. Chu sat in front of the small xuan window doing handicrafts. Yu Qinghuan liked the color red, so Mrs. Chu chose a foundation of white satin and used alchemy silk thread to outline a few red plum blossoms of Lingshuang Aoxue to make an exquisite sachet.

Yu Qinghuan also made a sachet with black silk, but on the sachet, moon-white silk thread was embroidered with the incarnation of auspiciousness, the auspicious beast that can turn misfortune into good luck - Baize.

As soon as she finished, Mrs. Chu said goodbye. Yu Qinghuan took her hand and reluctantly asked her to stay: "Mother, please stay with my daughter again."

Mrs. Chu hung the sachet on her waist: "No, it's a blessing for my mother to come see you. How can a daughter get married and run away with her mother? If you marry an ordinary family, your mother will It’s okay for me to stay one night, but... don’t worry, my mother will take good care of herself.”

"Mom, take care of yourself. Yan Yan will come and see you when he has time." Yu Qinghuan reluctantly pulled Mrs. Chu and talked for a long time. It was not until Xiao Qian went to invite Xie Yun that Mrs. Chu was allowed to get on the carriage.

Watching the carriage leave, the corners of Yu Qinghuan's eyes were moist and filled with moisture. The road ahead was full of thorns. Both she and her mother had to walk on thin ice with trepidation, relying on nine cents of thought and means to survive.

However, Xie Yun represents Changsun Tao to a great extent, and with him personally escorting him, I believe that the people in the Prime Minister's Mansion will be somewhat wary when they want to take action.

After seeing off the Chu family, Yu Qinghuan squeezed the sachet tightly, walked back and forth in the yard several times, gritted her teeth, and walked towards Changsun Tao's Muwu residence.

It was completely dark, and Muwuju was adjacent to the back garden. There were frogs in the pond and insects chirping.

The courtyard door was unlocked and unguarded. Yu Qinghuan called a few times, but when she heard no response, she opened the door and walked in.

"Prince Qi, are you there?" There was a light in the room, but no one answered her.

Yu Qinghuan frowned and put her slender and delicate hands on the door, hesitating whether to push it open.The warning that drew a clear line on the carriage yesterday made her proud and did not allow her to take the initiative to see Chang Sun Tao, but the kindness of saving her mother convinced her that she should write it off.

Finally, Yu Qinghuan sighed. She still had something to tell him and it was time to see him.

"Creak", the door was pushed open, and Yu Qinghuan walked in. There was a cup of tea hanging on the table, and there was still a misty white mist, but the cushions in front of the small table were empty, and no one from Chang Sun Tao was seen.

Yu Qinghuan glanced around and found that Changsun Tao's house was not as exquisite and luxurious as her Zhizhiju, but it was very clean and elegant.

To the west is a sandalwood and silk screen, with a few strokes on it depicting the Beidou pointing east.To the east was a rosewood bed, and the tail of the blue curtain rolled up with gold hooks was embroidered with swaying orchids.To the north is a mahogany rack with daggers, bows and arrows placed on it.In the center of the room, there is a pineapple flowerwood desk. On the desk are the four treasures of the study, various books, and a small gold and auspicious animal incense burner.On the left and right sides of the desk, there is an eight-treasure glazed palace lantern, which is brightly lit and illuminates the entire hall.

"Prince Qi?" Yu Qinghuan called a few more times, but no one answered her.So she was going to put the sachet on the desk and leave.

Unexpectedly, a suppressed growl came out. The voice seemed to be suppressed with all its strength, as if the owner of the voice was suffering from great pain.

Yu Qinghuan didn't want to take care of it at first, but he was worried that if something happened to Changsun Tao and his lips were broken and his teeth were cold, he would be without a backer, so he had no choice but to grit his teeth, grab a dagger from the book shelf, hold it tightly in his hand, and point towards the source of the sound. Go away.

It turned out that Chang Sun Tao's bedroom had a special cave. Behind the screen on the west side, there was a wooden door. The wooden door was ajar and light came out.

Yu Qinghuan gently pushed the door open, trying to find the source of the sound. The next moment, she heard a crash, and a naked figure passed by. Then, she was strangled by the throat, and the dagger in her hand was also taken away.

"Presumptuous! Who let you in?!" An angry growl, bloodthirsty and cold.