Chapter 781, Compromise

The consequence of being drunk is that Daohua slept directly the next day before getting up three poles in the sun.

"Girl, are you awake?" Gu Yu smiled and waited for Daohua to freshen up.

This time Wang Maner did not follow. Qin Xiaoliu made a kiss to Mrs. Li last month. After Mrs. Li asked Daohua’s opinion, she betrothed Wang Maner to Qin Xiaoliu.

Considering that when Daohua got married, Wang Man'er and Qin Xiaoliu were going to be accompanying rooms. Mrs. Li looked at the day and set their wedding date at the end of this month.

During this period, Daohua saved Wang Man'er from being inconvenienced, and let her stay in the house to embroider her dowry at ease.

Inahana rubbed her head, which was still a little heavy, and glanced at the sun outside the window: "It's so late, why don't you call me?"

Gu Yu smiled and said: "The girl was drunk last night. When the little prince sent you back, she specifically ordered us not to disturb you this morning."

"Am I drunk?" Daohua looked suspicious, "I don't drink badly!"

Gu Yu smiled, but did not answer.

The girl’s alcohol intake is limited to some fruit wine and wine. If you drink other people, you will definitely get drunk.

After Daohua was freshened and dressed, I had some breakfast, and then went straight to Gu Jian’s yard. Halfway through, he saw Xiao Yeyang walking towards him, and he suddenly smiled.

Xiao Yeyang looked at Daohua and saw that she looked good, and asked, "Doesn't the head hurt?"

Daohua shook her head: "I didn't drink much alcohol."

Xiao Yeyang didn't mention the matter of her drinking strong alcohol last night, and smiled: "The old man took my father to the medicine field and said that he was going to teach him to recognize the herbs. Let's go and take a look."

Daohua nodded, and when she was walking, she stopped suddenly and tilted her head to look at Xiao Yeyang: "Did you have anything you didn't give me?"

Xiao Yeyang was puzzled: "No."

Ina Flower frowned, and tried to remember: "No, when I went to get the firefly with you last night, you seemed to show me a picture album or something."

Xiao Yeyang heard this, his eyelids jumped: "You have a wrong memory. You saw the drawing paper on my desk and asked me to paint for you."

"Yes?"

Daohua looked suspicious.

Without waiting for her to ask any more, Xiao Yeyang directly pulled her forward, while walking, diverting her attention: "The Mid-Autumn Festival is over, and my vacation is over. I have to go back to the city this afternoon, my father The king may also go back."

Sure enough, Daohua is no longer asking about the picture album: "It's a business for you to do errands, but your father is fine. Let's find a way to let him stay for a few more days. You see how happy Master was yesterday."

Xiao Ye said silently, "Do you have any idea?"

Daohua groaned for a moment: “Don’t your father like to make rouge? I’m going to teach him how to use glass instruments. It will take at least a month or two for him to be proficient in those equipment.”

Xiao Yeyang smiled: "This is a good way. My father likes novel things. If something catches him, even if he can't live in the villa, he won't come here often."

Prince Ping was indeed planning to return to the city with Xiao Yeyang, but when Daohua took him to the laboratory to see how Daohua refines perfume, he immediately said that he would stay for a few more days.

Gu Jian already knows how to use various glass instruments, so he took over the task of instructing Prince Ping.

After Daohua sent Xiao Yeyang away, she went back to her yard. She also embroidered the wedding dress, and she was also preparing to embroider Xiao Yeyang's share.

Because there were new things to learn, Prince Ping had a very happy life in Zhuangzi, but the Ma family in the palace became more and more anxious.

"What the **** is the prince? I used to go to Zhuangzi to make rouge and I wouldn't stay outside for such a long time. How many days have passed since I haven't come back?"

"Chen'er, I can't go on like this, Yan Yiyi hasn't married into the palace yet, this has brought your father over!" Ma Wangfei was too anxious.

Luo Qiong glanced at Xiao Yechen who was silent, hesitated for a moment, or said, "Or, Xiang Gong will go to Four Seasons Villa in person to pick up his father?"

Xiao Yechen: "My father likes to have fun the most. I asked someone to ask the people next to my father. Yan Yi made some novel and fun things that attracted my father. Now I'm in the mood. I am If I go, my father won't come back with me."

Luo Qiong smiled faintly: "Msang Gong, anyway, this father-in-law lives in the future daughter-in-law's Zhuangzi. It is always bad to talk about it. The father may not have thought of this. As a son, you should remind him. That's right."

When Princess Ma heard this, she immediately clapped her hands and applauded: "That Yan Yiyi is the most unscrupulous. In order to marry into Prince Ping's mansion, she first seduce Yeyang, and now she is rushing to please your father. It is really a reputation. Ignore it. Chen'er, hurry up and pick your father back. Our Prince Ping’s Mansion can’t be a joke all over the capital because of her."

Xiao Yechen also felt that this reason was feasible, so he asked the next person to prepare the carriage.

Because of Luo Qiong’s good suggestion, Princess Ma’s attitude towards her was much better, but when she thought that Yan Yiyi would marry into the palace in the next three months, she couldn’t help but bring up the issue of heirs again.

"Luo Qiong, why don't you think your stomach is moving?"

Luo Qiong's face changed, and he couldn't help tightening the kerchief in his hand.

Princess Ma looked at Xiao Yechen again: "Chen'er, in the future you will spend more time in Luo Qiong's room, don't run to the concubine room every day, and give birth to a grandson for your mother and concubine. You can't lose to Xiao in this matter. Yeyang."

Xiao Yechen glanced at Luo Qiong. He actually had a big opinion in his heart for his wife who had been married to the palace for more than three years but had never been happy: "Mother concubine, I will."

After a while, when the carriage was ready, Xiao Yechen left.

Princess Ma glanced at her daughter-in-law, who was holding her all the time, and waved her to retreat.

On the way back to the yard, Luo Qiong’s dowry maid Xueqiao looked at her girl worriedly, hesitated for a while, and said: "Girl, the slave maid is really anxious looking at the princess and uncle. Has the medicine stopped?"

There was a trace of disgust in Luo Qiong's eyes. She was not willing to marry Xiao Yechen, but for the sake of the family, she still compromised.

Since she was married, she was going to be a good wife and mother, but Princess Ma and Xiao Yechen disappointed her.

Just one month after she married into the palace, her good mother-in-law began to stuff people into her room.

In this regard, her husband did not say a word.

Never mind these, anyway, she never thought about how loving Xiao Yechen would be, as long as he gave herself enough respect.

However, Xiao Yechen is really a little bit of gold and jade. His own talent is far less outstanding than his reputation outside.

What a great talent in the capital, is just trying to win fame.

The most unbearable thing for her is that he would tell her mother-in-law about the big and small things in their room and follow her advice.

Mother-in-law knows how to be respectful, but the mother-in-law is just a concubine's room that relies on inviting pets to flatter high-ranking concubines. What effective suggestions can she make?

After marrying in the palace for so many years, she can understand that her mother-in-law can be rehabilitated not because of how powerful her methods are, but because of the needs of the queen mother and the emperor.

Xue Qiao glanced at the expression of her own girl, and knew that she was unwilling, so she had to persuade her to say: "Girl, let's not do anything else, just to make life easier in the future, we should also consider one or two."

"If the county lord of Shengping becomes pregnant first, the pressure you will face will be even greater. At that time, the princess is afraid that she will continue to cram people into her uncle's room."

Luo Qiong was upset when she heard her, and her face was very bad.

Xueqiao bit her scalp and continued: "The battle between the princess and the uncle and the little prince has never stopped. They are definitely not willing to lose to the little prince on the offspring."

"Good girl, before the princess and the uncle have stopped the refuge soup for the people in the backyard, you still have to be pregnant with a little son. Otherwise, wait for the little prince to get married, and the slaves will be afraid."

Luo Qiong turned his head and looked at Xueqiao: "What are you afraid of? Afraid that Mr. Shu's eldest son will come out?"

Xue Qiao pursed her lips and said nothing. This is not impossible. You must know that the uncle was born as the eldest son, and he might not care about this.

Also, the princess is not so strict about the rules and face in many things. It is really necessary to stop the refuge soup of the few vixen in the backyard, and her girl can only bear it.

Luo Qiong sighed, a bitter smile that had to compromise with fate appeared on his face: "Stop it!"

(End of this chapter)