"Then find a way to let them follow your living habits!" Xu Qingmo said lightly.
Zhaoyang was a little stunned. She raised her head and looked at Xu Qingmo in confusion: "What did you say?"
"The Ningyuan Marquis' Mansion is renovated once a year. Every time, my mother watches and takes care of it. Over time, the decoration and layout of the Ningyuan Marquis' Mansion are also based on what my mother likes. Even the kitchen is made My mother also likes the dishes!" Xu Qingmo looked at Zhaoyang and said softly.
Zhaoyang was a little stunned.
Princess Zhengyang was the first to react: "Yes, you are the official wife, and you have the final say in his backyard. I remember that his mother is also Han. You can live in the backyard the way you like. !”
Zhaoyang's eyes sparkled for a moment, but then she suppressed it again: "For this kind of thing, you still have to take it one step at a time!"
Xu Qingmo and Zhengyang did not continue to talk about this topic. Several girls nearby also chatted with Zhaoyang. Xu Qingmo and Zhengyang got bored staying here, so they sneaked away while they were not paying attention. go out.
"Mo Mo, do you think Zhaoyang thought about it or didn't think about it?" Zhengyang looked at Xu Qingmo and asked softly.
"Who knows?" Xu Qingmo raised his eyebrows slightly, "If she thinks about it, it's her own blessing. If she can't think about it, it's her own trouble."
Princess Zhengyang sighed softly, and then felt a little confused: "Mo Mo, why do you think women must get married? How wonderful it would be if she could always be the daughter of her parents!"
Xu Qingmo was stunned for a moment, and then said: "Our mother probably thinks this way too!"
Princess Zhengyang looked up at Xu Qingmo. After a long moment, she laughed: "Who says it's not the case!"
Then the two people, who didn't know where to go to kill time, found a pavilion to sit in the nearby imperial garden.
The two people were sitting across from each other, talking intermittently. Just when they felt bored, Xie Suyu and Meng Hetong, a loser, suddenly appeared. Xu Qingmo frowned subconsciously when he saw Meng Hetong.
"What are you doing, am I being jealous of you?" As soon as Meng Hetong saw Xu Qingmo frowning, he quickly shouted, "You frowned when you saw me. What, you are seeing how unhappy I am!"
"Why are you everywhere? You are so haunting!" Xu Qingmo pouted, "If you were a ghost, you would be quite scary, appearing in front of others like a ghost all day long!"
"Bah, bah, bah, you're the one who's a ghost. Even if I burped my fart, I'd be in the Western Elysium. How could I be a ghost?" Meng Hetong suddenly rushed to Xu Qingmo, pressing her down to make her spit.
Then, Meng Hetong was beaten by Xu Qingmo.
The Seventh Prince and Princess Zhengyang stood together, looking at Meng Hetong who was beaten one-sidedly. Princess Zhengyang thought for a long time, and then said: "I remember that the former Prince Yongchang, in addition to being a playboy, more often than not, was also a playboy. A serious young man!"
The seventh prince was probably used to it, so he sat down aside and looked at the two people beating each other over there, with a look of amazement on his face: "I'm usually quite serious, even in front of Miss Xu, I would jump up and down a few times. It’s like a wild dog that always likes to jump in front of people it can’t beat!”
Princess Zhengyang has been in the palace and has never seen such a mean wild dog. However, when she looked at Meng Hetong, she was really jumping up and down: "He can also jump up and down in front of Mo Mo. What if? In front of other girls, if you turn around and call him frivolous!"
"No, if it had been someone else's girl, the two of them might have been bowing down to the bride and groom by now!" The seventh prince asked someone to pour him a cup of tea, and he drank from it while holding the cup.
"You two can speak louder!" Meng Hetong was beaten and ran back aggrievedly with an angry look on his face.
"Say it louder, and then I hit her harder?" Xu Qingmo glanced at Meng Hetong coldly, then walked to Princess Zhengyang and sat down hard.
Meng Hetong glanced back, then snorted: "Why won't this stool knock you to death!"
"What good will killing me do to you?" Xu Qingmo glared at Meng Hetong, "What, is it possible that you want to be my junior and give me a confession?"
Meng Hetong was stunned for a moment, then his face was full of confusion. When he reacted, he looked aggrieved: "Xu Qingmo, when you talk like this, aren't you afraid that I will file a complaint with your elder brother?"
"Please!" Xu Qingmo didn't even raise his eyes.
Xie Suyu looked at the shrunken Meng Hetong and couldn't hold it back. He laughed out loud: "If you ask me, this is your retribution. Have we suffered too much at your hands over the years? This is called karma!"
"Did you hear that? Karma!" Xu Qingmo glanced at Meng Hetong.
But after saying this, the two of them quarreled in Xu Qingmo's mind for a while, and finally calmed down, probably because they were tired!
"Are you here to add makeup to Zhaoyang?" Xie Suyu looked at Princess Zhengyang and asked softly.
Princess Zhengyang nodded: "Yes, Mo Mo has prepared a lot of southern pearls. Each one is very round and looks very precious!"
"Oh? You are so generous!" Meng Hetong raised his eyebrows, "What, could it be that you want to repay what the previous person gave you?"
Xu Qingmo glanced at Meng Hetong and knew that he was talking about the hairpin given by Yale Gesheng: "Why do you talk so much nonsense?"
"What is it?" Princess Zhengyang was a little curious. She looked at Xu Qingmo and then at Meng Hetong, "Who gave you something?"
Xu Qingmo raised his head and glanced at Xie Suyu who was sitting beside him. Seeing that he was also full of curiosity, he realized that Meng Hetong had not told Xie Suyu about this matter: "It's nothing, just ignore him!"
They are all sensible people. Since Xu Qingmo doesn't want to talk, they naturally won't insist on asking.
However, Meng Hetong always talks a lot. As soon as he finished talking about the hairpin, he asked again: "My mother told me this morning that I heard that your mother is seeing Mr. Xu?"
"Why are you like those little ladies in the market, you can just talk about family affairs?" Xu Qingmo looked at Meng Hetong, seeming a little impatient.
"Let me tell you, I am reminding you that the matchmaker your mother is entrusting now is not a good thing. Some time ago, she introduced a woman who was a slave to others, and she killed several men in a row!" Meng Hetong He snorted lightly.
Xu Qingmo paused. She knew something about this, but she didn't take it too seriously.
Mrs. Wen died not long ago. Mrs. Xu really wanted to find a new wife for Mr. Xu, but she was not particularly concerned about it. However, since Meng Hetong mentioned this, she would naturally pay more attention to it.
