Such understated words came out of his mouth one after another. Wan Yanwen held a cup of strong tea between his fingers, and the calmness between his dark brows showed tenderness and ruthlessness at this moment.
But Princess Tang Kuo Shi Ge was a gentle and kind person. When Concubine Ji was treated with the utmost courtesy, he held Li Qingru's belly and gently lifted her up, then helped her sit down.
Feeling relieved, Shi Ge lifted up the silk to wipe away her tears and said: "Sister, don't worry, don't worry, your majesty and empress must have their own considerations. This is the will of the emperor, and the people below us can't do it either." say what!"
"Sister, you also know His Majesty's temper. If he decides something, no minister can control it. Be at ease, you are a woman from a rich family, you are different from ordinary ladies. Even if you just give her a pleasant title, your Majesty will not I will treat you badly..."
After a long time, Shi Ge covered the silk with a faint smile: "My lord, I will definitely treat you as my heart, and I will definitely hold you in the palm of my hand."
Shi Ge held her shoulders and whispered in her ear: "Sister, your eldest sister, although she is the wife of King Yong, unfortunately her life is not as good as yours. King Yong and the princess are really in love." Shen, she is a childhood sweetheart, no matter how good she is, she can’t get any love from her. Besides, she doesn’t have a son and a half now, so she can’t compare to the other two ladies. She only has a royal title for nothing.”
"O man! God is watching what you do, and those who do bad things will be punished. Don't worry, you will have a good life in the Prince of England's mansion. You and I are the only ones serving the king in this mansion. In the eyes of the servants, except me, the master. Mother, even if you are too big, who would care about your status?"
"When we have a baby soon, it will be great for our family to live in harmony! Don't compare yourself too much with others."
Unknowingly, Shi Ge persuaded her for a long time before giving up. After that, everyone smiled again. When Wan Yanwen saw Qingru's eyebrows that looked like frown but not frown, he stood up one after another and took her into his arms, caressing her. The servant girl smiled and said: "Madam, don't worry, madam, don't worry. Now that you are here, the lonely king will love you so much. If other wives have it, they will not be without you."
After listening to the repeated persuasion of the King of England and his wife, Qingru began to calm down, listened to the truth, and got along well with the people in the palace. But this harmony only lasted for five days, before something broke the tranquility.
In the winter, Li Shi's birthday was approaching. He wanted Qingru to remarry, and his home was empty and deserted. He missed his beloved daughter a little, and wanted to have some fun chatting with her to appease her lost heart.
Therefore, Li Shi specially sent someone to wait for a message and called Qingru home. After thinking about it, thinking about his beloved nephew Wanyan Yong, he sent someone to the Yongguo Mansion to invite King Yong and prepare for a big show. Family dinner.
Li Shi didn't even mention this matter in front of Qing Ya. She still learned about it from Cui He who came to visit the government and knew that her father was going to have a big birthday party.
Even so, her heart felt calm and she didn't want to care about these shallow feelings.
But Wanyanyong insisted on her accompanying him. After repeated persuasion and a lot of reasoning, she reluctantly agreed to go back to her parents' home together. On the day of her return, she had a stubborn temper and drove alone behind the king on a pony. Wanyanyong had no choice but to sit in the empty king's palace, feeling like a stuffy gourd. In the car, I made a frustrated noise:
——"She's used to it, she's spoiled it, and now she's against me in everything. I asked her to go back to Li's house with me. It was her biological father's birthday! As a biological daughter, she didn't want to go back to see her, so she What should you do if you call me your son-in-law?"
"If I were not her father's nephew, if she married a reckless man and acted like this, then others would laugh at her and laugh at her for having no filial piety at all!"
"Aren't I just doing this to support the Li family? She's not happy yet."
He was sitting alone in the carriage, speaking to Zhang Zhiyan outside the window, frowning, his voice gradually getting lower and higher, and finally fell into silence. He put his hands helplessly on his knees and looked over again. Looking at the carriage behind him, he ordered someone to drive him.
The angrier Wan Yanyong got, the more Qing Ya seemed to become calmer. She leaned against the car window and flipped through a book, continuing to concentrate on her indifferent expression.
Xiyi rode with him outside and asked, "Madam, your Majesty doesn't look very happy."
She smiled and replied, flipping through the book: "He not only wants me to accompany him, but also wants me to accompany him happily. Why?"
"Daddy's birthday party
, you don’t even talk about it in front of me, why should I go back and join in the fun, I’m asking for trouble!”
Nodding with pity: "Madam, the king must have his own considerations!"
After saying this, the coachman whipped up and patted the horse's butt. The horse then moved forward with its hooves, shuttling through the noisy streets.
For about half an hour, she took a long nap and woke up when she heard Xiyi shouting loudly outside the car window.
The original story is that the Yingren Li family's horse came from Kaiyang Xifang Market and was rushing Wanyan Yongwang's horse to go ahead. It got stuck at the fork and refused to move in front of Qingya's horse. Give way.
Xiyi was angry and drove his horse forward, shouting: "Bold, this is the horse of the prince's wife, why don't you give in quickly?"
The other party had no intention of retreating, so he said again with pity: "Third Miss, I know it's your horse that drives me. Don't mind if I say something unpleasant. You are a person who understands the rules. My wife is personally consecrated by the Holy Father." Madam Yipinguo, you are not allowed to walk in front of my wife. Please give in, Li Yiren!"
After a long time, Qingru seemed to have lifted the curtain and had a conversation with Aster. Aster came to pay her respects, looked up and smiled, and deliberately raised her voice: "Sister Xiyi, my wife is a little unwell. I didn't do it intentionally. My wife is very happy! She can't bear the bumps on the road, so I hope my sister and my wife will forgive me."
The sound of "I'm happy" was deliberately amplified, and people from the shop nearby gathered to watch, posing in their hands and talking nonstop about something.
Seeing this, Qingya hummed softly and called Xiyi back.
"Just ask her to pass first!"
"Lady..."
"Tell her to go first."
After saying that, Qingya still concentrated on reading. After Qingru's carriage passed by, she asked the waiter to drive.
When Xiyi asked again, she remained silent. She only looked at him and understood the deeper meaning.
This time, Li Yi drove his horse in front of Mrs. Guo, and the people waiting on the side saw it. The maid Xiangxiang was a smart person, and immediately sent someone to run to Wang Jia in front to tell the matter. Tell Wan Yanyong everything.
After hearing this, Wan Yanyong clenched his fists angrily, and after a long time he said: "Who prepared another horse for the lady? Huh? They all said that the lady and the lonely king should drive together, but they all turned a deaf ear. It's you. Things were not going well, but now that things are better, even a little pleasant person dares to walk in front of my wife, it is simply unseemly!"
The host was frightened and cowered, so he said that he wanted to pass on his order and ask Li Qingru's horse to stop, but he took two steps and was called back by him. After thinking about it, there was no need to hurt his kindness.
After that, Wang Jia continued to move forward and arrived at Li's house.
Wanyanyong got off the carriage first, and then Qingru came down and talked to him, walking around proudly holding on to her still-growing belly.
When Qingya got off the carriage, she pretended to be happy and went up to greet her, calling her sister affectionately.
"Sister, what I just said was indeed offensive. After thinking about it, I still have to apologize to my sister! It's just that I'm pregnant and feel nauseous and depressed from time to time. I really want to get out of the car as soon as possible!"
Qingya smiled: "What a big deal! When I drive, I have to give way to cats and dogs, not to mention people?"
"I have my destiny, I inherit the destiny from above, and I set an example below. If I were my sister, I would do the same!"
After saying that, Qingru slowly lowered her eyes, chuckled and walked towards the door of the mansion. When Li Shi greeted him at the door, she went up to him happily and saluted politely. The loving father's eyes filled with tears and he greeted her well. ..
"Three girls, you've lost weight! The treasure in your belly must be torturing you!"
"Damn it, Bao'er, please be quiet. Without Daddy's Bo Xia Gong, I wouldn't be able to eat!"
He tapped her eyebrows, stroked his beard and smiled: "Then come home and stay for a while. Today, daddy personally made a rosary offering and roasted chicken. You like to eat it." He looked at Qingya strolling in again, and then He smiled and said, "There are also a lot of pastries, including sugar-steamed rice cakes that my little girl likes!"
After hearing this, Qing Ya was stunned for a while before she smiled and thanked Li Shi.
——She dislikes steamed rice cakes with sugar the most.
Everyone was invited to come in and have a banquet after visiting the garden.
Winter banquet, the sky is about to snow in the evening, and the east wind suddenly rises
The courtyard had been falling white for a long time. In the east wing of Qinyuan, a young servant girl opened the door and came out. Looking at the white velvet in the sky, she gathered up her thick cotton clothes, held a hand warmer and ran out, laughing and walking outside the garden. He handed the hand stove to a woman standing on bluestone covered in snow.
Then someone turned up the lamp, and the blurry faces gradually became clear. It was Qingya and Xiyi standing together.
The little servant girl holding the lamp smiled and said, "Madam! Your Majesty and your Majesty are discussing matters in the front hall! Your Majesty is worried about you, so you asked your slave to come and take a look! Why haven't you rested yet, Madam?"
Qingya took the lamp and looked up into the sky. Her mood seemed extremely heavy. The white muscles surrounded by the silver fox fur collar were blown red by the cold wind.
"I can't sleep, so I want to walk around! Then retreat and tell the king not to worry."
After saying that, she walked away lightly and disappeared into the dim corridor. I opened the middle leaves of the garden and walked all the way to the ancestral hall at home.
She raised her hand and was about to touch the dusty red door, but a sudden chill made her retreat three feet.
She stood outside for about half an hour to calm down before she dared to open the red door and saw the rows of cold memorial tablets.
She paid homage again to the mother she loved most in her life, her gentle and beautiful mother. While offering incense, cold tears fell down and soaked on the brocade-covered futon.
"Mother!"
She only called out one sentence and opened her mouth again, but she felt that it was too late to say anything, so she knelt down and waited for the incense stick to burn out, feeling pain in her knees before she was ready to leave. Unexpectedly, just as he walked to the door, he saw Li Qingru stepping into the threshold first.
"Hey, sister, come and see your mother too! I'm here to see my sister too."
She rolled her eyes and saw that the futon was placed in front of the memorial tablet of Ugu Lun in her ancestor's room, which was behind her mother's tablet. She covered her mouth and nose and sneered: "As you said, Madam How about you! You are a well-behaved wife, why did you come back to worship your stepmother instead of your eldest mother? I'm afraid it's against the rules!"
Qingya turned her face away, ignored her indifferently, patted the snow on her body and said: "I am a noble imperial concubine, and I only kneel to the emperor and my parents. Who is your mother? Do you want to be worshiped by me?"
"She has never given me even a hint of warmth, nor has she ever had the magnanimity and magnanimity of a great lady."
"It's you who grew up under the loving care of my mother, and now you are subordinate to my mother! You have been rude again and again, refusing to worship me first and then her. How have you ever understood the rules?"
Without saying a few words, Qingru began to speak rudely and contradict her angrily:
"Sister, I am pregnant with the King of England's flesh and blood. I don't need to worship you or her. If something happens to the King's flesh and blood, I won't be able to pay you back even if I have to pay for your sterile bones!"
