The High Gate Mistress of Rebirth

The weather was fine, Li Kun took Dongqing out of the Jiaofang Hall, looked at the bride and asked, "It's still early, how about I accompany you to see in the palace? There is a plum grove in the imperial garden. Take a look."

Li Ling's harem only had one empress, Jingshu, and no other concubines or concubines, so Li Kun and his nephews entered the palace without any restrictions, and it was very convenient to wander around.

Dong Qing glanced at Li Kun, and replied: "Eldest Young Master, have you forgotten that when I was not married, I spent most of my time in this palace."

Li Kun was stunned, his handsome face was reddish, and he scratched his head in embarrassment: "I really forgot about this."

As he said that, he enthusiastically suggested again: "Why don't I take you around the street?"

He looked at the bride with light in his eyes: "Where do you want to go? I can take you there."

Dong Qing smiled slightly, and replied: "Thank you, Eldest Young Master, for your kindness, but I don't want to go shopping, I'd better go back home, today is the fifteenth day, according to the rules, I'm going to pay my respects to the elders after dinner."

Li Kun smiled and said: "How many times have I told you, you don't have to be so cautious, you are my wife, the mansion is your home, what you used to be in your mother's house, you can be what you are in the mansion .”

The boy pretends to be a newlywed wife in his heart, and the tenderness in his eyes looking at his wife can melt the whole winter.

Dong Qing gave a slight blessing to Li Kun: "Thank you for your kindness, Eldest Young Master."

Li Kun looked around and saw that there was no one around, so he stepped forward and grabbed the bride's plain hand.

Dong Qing subconsciously wanted to withdraw her hand, but the man held it tightly, so she walked out of the inner palace with him with her head half down.

The two returned to the mansion, and as soon as they entered Xiyuan, they were invited to Bitangju by the servant woman sent by Xu Wanning to wait at the door.

Xu Wanning and her daughter, Sister Zhuang, were having a good time talking. When she saw her daughter-in-law, she immediately left Sister Zhuang and pulled Dong Qing over to greet her.

"You haven't seen the queen for a long time. The queen is very happy to see you today. The queen's empress likes you. Every time she enters the palace, she will praise you, saying that you are smart and that you are the most talented woman she has ever seen. , Niangniang is talented, she is proficient in all kinds of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, unlike me, when I was young, I knew nothing but dancing knives and guns."

The mother-in-law treats her affectionately, even the biological mother treats her daughter like that.

Dong Qing smiled gently: "Everyone has their own strengths. No one in Beijing knows that mother-in-law is straightforward and capable, and she is a heroine among women."

Xu Wanning smiled even more when she heard the words, and ordered someone to take out the jewelry she kept at the bottom of the box, a large box full, and pulled Dong Qing to let her choose.

Sister Zhuang curled her lips and joked: "Mother, didn't you say that these are all for my makeup? Why are you giving them to my sister-in-law again?"

Xu Wanning glared at her daughter: "Let's go, your marriage has not been written off yet, let your sister-in-law come first."

Ever since she married into the duke's mansion, her mother-in-law gave her things from time to time. Although Dongqing knew her mother-in-law's wishes, she didn't want to be too invisible. She only picked two jade hairpins. In the box, Gu hurriedly selected five or six good things to give to his daughter-in-law, and then told his son to stay at home for a few more days of wedding leave, so that he could spend time with his daughter-in-law.

After leaving Bitangju, Dong Qing subconsciously glanced at the lowered cloud feet in the sky, and reminded herself once again that she should be content.

Loved by her mother-in-law and spoiled by her husband, in such a big family, everyone treats her extremely well.

In her stepmother's words, she simply fell into the trap of happiness, and envied many people.

But her heart was empty.

In the Xianglin Garden of the Gongfu.

When Pingyang heard that his elder brother and sister-in-law had donated all their assets in Beijing, he couldn't help but chattered to Li Xiang: "It's really a time and a time, our family was so beautiful in the past, but now we have to disperse our wealth to keep safe. "

Li Xiang was leaning on the couch, holding a book and flipping through it. He put down the book and said to his wife, "Brother Huang has always been a thunderbolt, so I'm afraid he had the intention of withdrawing from the feudal clan a long time ago. Now that he has donated such a large amount of money for the Western Expedition, the Emperor will definitely show mercy to Prince Yong's Palace."

Ping Yang sighed and said: "That's what I said, but I'm still a little worried."

Li Xiang got off the couch, walked to Pingyang's side, and comforted him softly: "Don't worry, even if Brother Huang really has such a heart, I will risk my life to write a letter, begging him to let Prince Yong's residence go."

He cleared his throat: "Brother Huang has been hurting me since I was a child, and he will still give me this share of thin noodles."

Pingyang couldn't tell that Li Xiang's words were intended to curry favor with her.

Pingyang smiled "puchi": "You! You are still a teenager, so innocent."

Li Xiang was also happy, and smiled awkwardly: "No, not too mature, is it?"

It is rare for the husband and wife to have such a warm and happy time. Li Xiang looked at his wife, raised his hand to tuck her fine hair, and murmured: "Pingyang, in fact, you have not changed, you are still as innocent as when you were a girl."

Li Xiang frowned slightly, and added: "When you were the director of the family, you did have the demeanor of a clan woman, but I know that in your heart, you are actually very simple."

Ping Yang gradually restrained his smile, slightly avoided Li Xiang's touch, and replied: "You are wrong, I actually changed early."

Seeing Li Xiang's sad face after hearing this, she forced a smile: "I'm already a mother, so how can I not change."

Li Xiang is right, Pingyang's innocence has not changed at all, even if Li Xiang has brought her deep hurt, she still can't bear to hurt him with words, can't bear to see him sad.

The more his wife behaved like this, the deeper the guilt in Li Xiang's heart.

He lowered his head and whispered Pingyang's name.

The husband and wife are here with their own concerns, sister Qing, sister Wan and sister Mei ran in yelling, sister Wan ran in front, as soon as they entered the room, they said to Pingyang: "Mother, my cousin has a letter. "

Ping Yang was startled, and hurriedly asked: "Where is it?"

With a smile on her face, Sister Qing pretended to be mysterious and said: "My cousin's letter is for me, and I received it after school today."

Ping Yang glared at his daughter: "Then why didn't you say it earlier."

He asked anxiously again: "What did Uncle Biao say in the letter? How is the frontline fighting? Is he safe?"

There will be casualties in wars, and the soldiers are fighting outside, and what the family members look forward to most is safety.

Sister Qing hurriedly replied: "The soldiers have won the battle, and their morale is high. Uncle Biao said that he is also fine."

"He also asked me to study hard with the Taifu in the upper study, saying that I finished reading, and when he came back from victory, he would take me to a horse race."

The little girl said this last sentence with a little complacency, and even took a special look at Sister Mei at the side.

Sister Wan blushed, and hurriedly asked, "Can you take me with you?"

Sister Mei froze a little, looked at Pingyang, and asked in a low voice: "Mother, can I call Mr. Pei uncle? I also want to have a good uncle."

Sister Qing immediately rolled her eyes at Sister Mei, raised her head halfway and said, "That's our uncle, not yours."