wives and concubines

If it's not packaged like this, I'm afraid that the embroidery work that the eldest wife told me will have to be sent to the wife in a mess.

My female celebrity is the best, and in the hearts of Chen Chunyao and Chen Chunli, she is the first person to get rid of.If others want to make a move, they will always find an opportunity. Instead of being unable to guard against it, it is better to simply cut off other people's thoughts.

When they all think that they have been hurt and can't be a good female celebrity, they will naturally turn their minds to others.

Jade is still chirping, Hu Po has already removed all the gauze, and carefully applied the ointment sent by the eldest wife to Chun Ge.

Chunge immediately felt a burst of coldness, and the previous burning pain dissipated a lot.The ointment for internal use is really different from the wound medicine sold outside.

When the pain was gone, Chunge asked someone to bring over the half-embroidered Hanmei Dongxue.

When the eldest wife said that she would give embroidery work, Mrs. Daotai was getting old, so she gave some crane birthday peaches, and old turtles praying for birthday would be better.

But looking at Mrs. Tai's house, all the collapsed seats, backrests, patterns of wooden chairs, and textures of porcelain are all plum blossoms.

In the room, the only thing not decorated with plum blossom patterns is the big screen.

If I can drive out the Hanmei screen frame that was half embroidered at home in the past few days...

The eldest wife brought Chun Ge and the others to visit the Duke's Mansion. Within two days, news came from the Li family that Chen Chunfang was seriously ill and vomiting blood.

The eldest lady's face was pale, and she hurriedly ordered someone to prepare a carriage, and rushed to the Duke's mansion.There were still a few pure songs in the house to greet the eldest wife, and they were going to go back to their own houses to catch up with the embroidery work.

When Chunge reached the threshold, Chen Chunli bumped her right hand intentionally or unintentionally. Chunge's eyes moved, and she stretched out her left hand to press the back of her hand.

Chen Chunli saw it, and said apologetically, "Sister Thirteen, I'm really sorry, I also couldn't stand firmly for a while."

Chun Ge looked at Chen Chunli's probing gaze from the corner of her eye, turned sideways, smiled and said angrily: "It's not a clay doll, it will break if you hit it like this, eighth sister is really good."

Chen Chunli covered her lips, and said crisply: "Didn't I see that Thirteenth Sister's hands were wrapped with cotton wool, and I was afraid that I would hurt you even more." She held Chunge's hand and looked at it, seeing the gauze wrapping around her hands. Circled, eyes lit up, but sighed straight in the mouth, "Why is this hurt? It's because the girl next to you didn't take care of her well. The aunt told me to do embroidery work for Mrs. Tai. How much work do you have? Let me tell you first." Put your own aside and drive you out tonight."

Chen Chunyao was so sad when she heard it, she gave Chen Chunli a sideways look, and bumped past Chen Chunli.

Chen Chunli's body was tilted by Chen Chunyao's collision, her face sank and then became quiet, watching Chunge in shock, she subconsciously took a step back to put some distance between Chen Chunli and Chen Chunli.

Waiting for Chen Chunyao to go far away, Chen Chunli smiled and chatted with Chun Ge, and left slowly.

Chun Ge thought that when Chen Chunli left, she still used the corner of her eye to hold her hand away, and she felt a fire in her heart, and she panicked.

After standing there in silence for a while, they called Hu Po and Jade back to the house.

There is a small lotus pond next to the upper room where the eldest wife lives. On weekdays, Chun Ge doesn't want to hang out in the long room's mansion, so she just walks there. Today, she feels depressed, and Chun Ge wants to relax by the pool. .

When I walked to the Qinfang Bridge on the shelf of the pond, I heard two voices.

There is no change, but the change is too fast, it really affects the data, and I was hit a bit last night, frustrated, need some time to recover, and I am still adjusting my mood, by the way, I am changing the text, crying...