Remarry the Farmer

"Father, the reason why Erchen let Miss Ruan become Erchen's concubine is difficult,"

Long Zexu said, recalling what Liu Guifei had said to him in his mind, saying every word, "I have a concubine and a concubine, and the concubine is the leading princess, and the concubine is the daughter of a first-class minister. Bringing Miss Ruan back to the palace as a side concubine, how will they treat Miss Ruan, Miss Ruan already has the flesh and blood of her children, and the children did this to protect Miss Ruan, not to avenge Ping Nanhou Mansion."

These sophistry made Long Zehao shameless, Ruan Qingling, the daughter of the Ruan family, had heard of it, and he was self-willed.

Long Zexu and Ruan Qingling are nothing more than acting on the scene, and they didn't treat Ruan Qingling sincerely. In front of Emperor Qing, Long Zexu played the infatuated man to the end.

Emperor Qing knows Long Zexu's temperament well, how can he be sincere and attentive to a woman. But Long Zexu's words are not unreasonable. His two wives have a precious maiden status, and if they pursue it, it would be a problem.

Long Zexu ordered Ruan Qingling into the mansion as a concubine, in fact, in order to prove that he has no feelings for Ruan Qingling, he comforted the two concubines.

Emperor Qing sighed slightly, but he was slightly disappointed with Long Zexu. As a prince who did not set an example to molest the lady who had not left the pavilion, Ruan Qingling's reputation was discredited, and now he can only enter the mansion as a concubine. Presumably Ping Nanhou Mansion could only swallow this breath in order to restore Ruan Qingling's reputation.

"In this way, since Miss Ruan is pregnant, you will find a good day to go to your house to get married," Qingdi said, "The Western Regions sent two teams of Yu Linglong a few days ago, and you used them as a gift to Pingnan Hou Mansion. Right."

Long Zexu exhaled deeply. Although this matter caused Qing Emperor's suspicion, it was finally resolved peacefully. He knelt on the ground and knocked his head a few times: "The child minister kowtows to the emperor father." The moment he raised his eyes, he stared deeply at Long Zehao, his eyes were deeply provocative, but Long Zehao ignored him. , Raising his lips with a smile is regarded as a response to his rudeness.

In the Qingfeng courtyard, Hongxiu returned cautiously. Take off the cloak and the light gauze on the head, change back to the cloth of a maid, and ask Wang Xiushu for instructions. Wang Xiushu nodded and smiled after hearing that Hong Xiu had finished the matter.

"Madam, it's unclear about Red Sleeve." Red Sleeve stood respectfully behind Wang Xiushu. The needle and thread in Wang Xiusu's hand shuttled on the silk with a pair of mandarin ducks vividly in the water. She raised her eyebrows and asked softly: "What's the matter?"

"Why did the madam tell the prince about this? I remembered that the prince wanted to use the young master for him. He didn't know what medicine he sold in his gourd. Why did the madam help him?" Hong Xiu blinked, and there was nothing in his eyes. solution.

"Although I came to this capital not long ago, I also heard that the prince is a decent gentleman and not a villain. He wants to please Tian Qi and he directly speaks and means cleanly." Wang Xiushu paused, but the needle and thread did not stop. "I only helped him. I want to use his mouth to inform Emperor Qing of this matter. Emperor Qing is suspicious. I am afraid that these two princes have been suspected of these two princes through the mouth of the first prince. How can the second princes not resent this Ruan Qingling, so that Ruan Qingling will go to the second The prince’s mansion may not have a good time either."

Wang Xiushu's purpose was only to make Ruan Qingling's life easier. Whenever I see Ruan Qingling’s savage face, Wang Xiushu always thinks of the little sister of the Xie family. Although Ruan Qingling is the daughter of the mansion, how does her heart differ from that of the village girl in the countryside? , How can Wang Xiushu keep her.

On the second day, the imperial decree came from the mansion.

Emperor Qing personally gifted the marriage and gave away many precious things. Ruan Qingling watched the exquisite head and face and the precious rouge swept away for a few days of unhappiness, and looked up and showed her back to her proud peacock state.

Ruan Baiyao was naturally itchy. Ruan Qingling is nothing more than just being a concubine but giving these precious things, how can she not be jealous.

On the second day, the second prince, Long Zexu, personally came to welcome his relatives, and sent a wedding gift of two hundred taels of gold, a pair of exquisite jade, and a set of pearl jewelry, etc., making Ruan Baiyao stomped with jealousy.

Ruan Qingling sneered and rolled his eyes towards Ruan Biyao, and smiled shyly in front of the second prince. Long Zexu saw Ruan Qingling but lost his former interest. Now he sees this woman and feels his head is big and his heart rises. A trace of disgust.

Wang Xiushu looked at it and understood in his heart that these decent things were nothing more than comforting Ping Nanhou Mansion.

The wedding will be held three days later. This is the day when the Ministry of Rites selects. The Ministry of Rites sent a few words for Ruan Qingling to select. The Liu clan chose the word "Wen" under consideration. Ruan Qingling touched her lower abdomen and accepted it happily. From then on, she became Wen's concubine to the second prince's concubine.

On the day of the wedding, Wen Bi wore a mad skirt with Shuangdieluo, her brows gleaming and her red lips were rosy. Pingnan Hou Mansion is full of happy characters, and it is booming and happy. Wen Bing entered the wedding sedan chair with Liu's support, and Liu warned in her ear: "You have to temper your temper when you enter the palace. You are now pregnant with the flesh and blood of the second prince. The mother is expensive by the son. I'm angry, there is always a day in my life."

Wen Bi noted down one by one, the red pajamas covered her shy face. The sedan chair went away with the sound of gongs and drums. Wang Xiushu looked at the lively atmosphere in the mansion but looked particularly ironic. This scene is nothing more than just to face off.

The hot weather was a little dazzling, Wang Xiushu looked at the sedan chair that was drifting away, and called Hong Xiu to help him back to Qingfengyuan.

Wen Bing entered the palace and stayed in the Second Prince's Mansion Mountain Lingyuan. The second prince's mansion was overcrowded, and those who came to celebrate. Wen Bi sat on the bed and waited shyly looking at the red silk curtain. She waited until midnight, but Long Zexu did not arrive.

One month passed, but without this Ruan Qingling Ping Nanhou Mansion seemed calm, Wang Xiushu spent some time leisurely. Xiaoliu gave birth to a child, and the old lady was especially happy, and set a family banquet in the mansion to entertain everyone. Wang Xiushu knew in his heart that her agreement with this Xiaoliu family could be regarded as expired from today.

At the end of the summer heat, there was a heavy rain. After the heavy rain, the weather gradually turned cooler and it began to enter the late autumn. Ruan Tianqi went to expedition and passed away a few months later.

In the past few months, Ruan Tianqi's letters have not been interrupted, and the letters tell of the suffering of lovesickness. Wang Xiushu carefully hid the letter in a mahogany box, and used the letter to comfort the suffering of lovesickness.

One day. Wang Xiushu was embroidering in the mansion, but Ruan Yuqin happily stepped into the Qingfeng courtyard. She and Wang Xiushu became more familiar with each other. They were less familiar and more intimate than before. In the past few months, Ruan Yuqin had regarded Wang Xiushu as her own sister. Seeing Wang Xiushu was embroidering, she smiled and walked forward and wrapped Wang Xiushu's slender wrist. She looked at the lifelike peonies under Wang Xiushu's needles and admired: " My sister is really a good embroiderer, and this peony flower is alive."

Wang Xiushu squeezed her face, and whispered softly: "Just your sweet mouth."