Zhao Rushi was walking on the way to meet her brother, and she was very confused about her daughter's words.
After all, I have been with my husband for eighteen years, so many years, the piano and the harp are playing harmoniously.
Even if Concubine Su came in, the prince's temporary novelty did not shake her position as the mistress of the house.
but……
When I think about how my daughter almost died at the hands of her own father.
Zhao Rushi paused in her steps.
My daughter is right, it is indeed time for the prince to have a good rest!
House sparrows flew onto the branches and chirped.
When she saw her brother, he was sitting at the window with his chin propped up, watching him.
She couldn't help but worry about her younger brother again. Her mother always had a son, but this younger brother was not much older than her eldest son, but he was a free-spirited person and would not marry at all.
Zhao Ruwu smiled, showing his white teeth, "Sister, you are so mysterious, why did you ask me to come?"
Zhao Rushi raised her head and looked at her tall but careless younger brother.
Slightly stunned.
"Haha, you still know that you have a sister like me?!" Thinking of the two recent events, she felt a little sad, and her words were rare and harsh.
He realized that he was mean, and his eye circles quietly turned red due to self-blame.
Mr. Wu was also stunned, and explained with a blushing face, "I've just been a little busy lately, so I couldn't come over to take a look..."
He felt very guilty when he said this. He was indeed a little busy recently, and his sister had already given birth to seven children, so she lacked the surprise and novelty.
He didn't take it seriously.
She changed the subject and said directly: "Well, my parents and brothers are back in Beijing for the full moon banquet. I'm a little worried. You go pick them up."
The Fifth Young Master looked embarrassed, "Well...sister, a batch of weapons has been released recently, I'm going out now..."
"It doesn't matter. Let your brother-in-law speak to His Majesty and send others to take a look."
"Oh well."
"Also, have you heard about the rumors about A Luo in the capital?"
"It's just a rumor, sister, don't worry." Zhao Ruwu said nonchalantly.
It seems that it has nothing to do with my brother, "There is something, my sister wants to ask you for help..."
**
Half a month later.
Full moon feast.
Biluo was wearing a festive red dress. The bright red dress made her look white and tender, making people fall in love just by looking at her.
"Princess! General Zhao is back and is now heading to our palace!" the boy ran in and said.
Zhao Rushi also stood up, wringing the handkerchief nervously.
Her father is back too!
"Mother concubine!"
Zhao Rushi looked up and saw her second son, Zhao Dierzhang, and her third son, Didi Lingzhang, and their seven-year-old eighth son, standing at the door with smiles on their face.
Erzi took the lead and knelt down, "Mother, the sons are back!"
"Get up quickly!"
The twins had tanned skin all year round at the border. The eighth son had not been away for a long time. The eldest son was still afraid of the embarrassment of seeing Su Luoluo, so he wanted to go out for a while. Xiao Ba made a fuss about going, but she happened to be pregnant and had no energy to take care of him. , and was taken away by the eldest son.
Xiaoba was lively and stood up first, running straight to the baby's small wooden bed, "Wow! Is this my younger brother and sister?"
"I will finally be no longer the youngest one!"
Seeing Xiaoba's hand trying to pull her daughter's arm without warning, Zhao Rushi's brows jumped, "Di Ba Zhang! Have you washed your hands?"
"Are you dirty? Go wash up first!"
Di Bazhang looked at his mother aggrievedly, and then at his hands, "Mother, they are not dirty!"
"Go wash your hands!"
Xiaoba ran out after receiving the order!
Di'er Zhang and Di Qi Zhang looked at each other, and when they remembered the smell of sweat all over their bodies, they hurriedly said: "Concubine, let's take a look at my sister and go!"
The second and third children also went to wash up. Only then did Zhao Rushi think of her other son and could only ask the boy who came back, "Where is the prince?"
"The prince met an old friend on the road and forced him to take a look at the latest masterpieces. The time was wasted by pulling him. However, the prince should have arrived by now? Why don't you go out and look at it? look?"
"No need." The eldest son is older and has his own affairs, so it's not a big deal to delay him for a while.
[I always feel like I’ve overlooked something...]
[The little brain is too small to be used...]
"Mother Concubine." A voice with a clear voice unique to young people sounded.
Bi Luo followed the voice and saw a young man in white coming slowly against the warm sun.
Extremely handsome.
Zhao Rushi's feelings towards her eldest son were different. This was her first child, and he had been outstanding since childhood. The smile on her lips deepened unconsciously, and she nodded and said, "Yi Zhang is back, come in quickly and let the concubine take a good look..." "
Looking at the dust on the eldest son's body, he couldn't help but feel distressed. Urging marriage seems to be the instinct of age, so he opened his mouth and said: "You are not young anymore. Don't leave and go to Beijing this year. Look for a girl carefully and try to get married this year." .”
When it came to marriage, the young man didn't hesitate. He picked up a handkerchief from his arms and said bluntly: "My concubine, to be honest, I was dragged by an old friend to exchange poems with a woman for a while."
"In this woman's poem, she has great ambitions, and we can also see her open-mindedness."
"She is knowledgeable and well-dressed. She should not be a girl from an ordinary family."
The young man held a white handkerchief with realistic camellias embroidered on it. The smile on his lips deepened, "After she left, the handkerchief accidentally dropped. This thing is not suitable for me. Mother, you might as well help me look for it." ?”
Zhao Rushi took the handkerchief and looked closely at the embroidery work. How could she not understand her son? With so much foreshadowing, how could it be to return the handkerchief?
Zhao Rushi only thought it was funny, "Okay, okay, my mother understands!"
Biluo waved her fist, [Hey! I know something is wrong! 】
[That masked woman is the heroine Su Luoluo! 】
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Asking for tickets and bookshelf (*´I`*)
