Dressed as the best villain’s wife, I’m busy raising cubs and farming.

Qingyin Pavilion was dispatched, and the news reached Song Jin's hands five days later.

At the same time, there was a knock on the courtyard door late at night.

Chu Huai is responsible for the security of the yard, and people who come in the middle of the night are naturally within his investigation scope. Anyway, his life is too leisurely, so he doesn't mind taking on more work. Of course, the most important thing is that he now calls this place his home, and of course he protects the owner. It must penetrate into all aspects.

Song Jin was so absorbed in reading the information that he didn't notice that his door was pushed open.

A gust of night wind blew, and the files on the desk immediately fluttered to the ground as if they had grown legs. One of them spun around and ran to the door. Is this okay? Song Jinsheng was afraid of flying out the door, and was about to get up and chase him when he saw a pair of dark gold moiré boots in the room. Thinking about it, could it be that Qian Jin was back? He had forgotten something and was about to ask when he saw the owner of the boots suddenly bent down and picked up the piece of paper.

When Song Jin saw who it was, he was immediately stunned.

A familiar joking voice sounded above the head, "What? Madam, you don't recognize me anymore?"

Looking at the clear face in the firelight, Song Jin finally had a sense of reality.

"Why didn't you say anything when you came back?" It was very sudden, okay?
"Of course I'm giving you a surprise..." Lu Qingli took the opportunity to pull her into his arms, wanting to smell his wife's breath to relieve the pain of lovesickness. However, with this hug, Lu Qingli forgot to even say the word 'hi' and stopped holding his hand. , and following his gaze downward, Lu Qingli noticed that the hem of the skirt she was wearing was extremely wide, covering her protruding belly. If he hadn't just touched it, he wouldn't have noticed it.

I thought the lady was fat.

"Jin Niang, you...you have it?" After the flash of swords and swords in the court, Gu Qingli was already a very restrained person, but now his voice still trembled unconsciously.

It's exciting.

He is going to be a father!

Song Jin was a little funny. This person had always been cold and cold, how could he regress into a yellow-haired boy for such a small thing?

But she hadn't seen him for more than half a year, and she already missed him very much. Now that she saw him coming back, she had a lot to say, so she was very tolerant of his behavior.

"Yeah, I do. Do you want him to be a girl or a boy?"

"Daughter, it would be great if it is a daughter. Of course, if it is a boy, I will raise him well and educate him so that he will be filial to his mother when he grows up."

"Ahem..." Even if he can speak, "Are you tired? Uncle Li and Wei Ju are back, right? Do you want to take a bath? Are you hungry?"

Of course, Gu Qingli knew what his wife meant. Although he was tired and hungry, it was so late at night, not to mention that his wife was still carrying his seed in her belly, so it was naturally impossible for her to torment her.

"Don't worry about this. Are you going to rest? Then go to bed quickly." Seeing that she was looking at him without moving, Gu Qingli simply pushed her to the bed, "I'll watch you sleep."

Seeing that Song Jin was breathing calmly and must have fallen asleep, Gu Qingli went to fetch water to wash up. He didn't eat anything, so he went to wake up Chu Huai first and asked him what happened at home during the six months since he left. However, the more he learned about it, the more expressionless he became. Not pretty.

Early the next morning, Song Jin woke up and remembered that Gu Qingli had returned, but he was empty around him, and even half of the bed was cold. He didn't know whether he got up early or didn't sleep at all. In short, Song Jin felt very uncomfortable.

Song Jin opened the door and suddenly felt something move at his feet.

The next moment, a little girl with a bun face stood in front of Song Jin and bowed to Song Jin respectfully.

"Madam, my servant Hongguo is eight years old this year. From now on she will be my lady's girl. I must obey my lady's instructions and do my errands well."

Song Jin looked around at the red fruit. His skin was white and tender, and his face looked very childish. He was eight years old!

Song Jin felt very uncomfortable thinking about the eight-year-old girl in her previous life who was enjoying the favor of her family and sitting in school in the second grade.

As a result of the times, the hierarchy is strict and men are superior to women, which is really a helpless thing.

Next, Song Jin found that Hongguo was articulate and quick in work, and the hair she combed was very beautiful. She just happened to be not used to ancient hairstyles. She usually just wore a simple jade hairpin to hold her hair up, but if she went to Beijing, such a simple haircut would not work. .

Song Jin took advantage of this time to ask Hongguo some other things. As long as Hongguo knew, she would tell Song Jin in an orderly manner.

For example, their family of five was demoted as slaves due to others' fault, but they were all bought home by the kind-hearted Lord Shangshu.

Although her father had a bad leg, the master still made her father the housekeeper of the study room, and her mother did some needlework. She had two brothers who were quite talented in martial arts since they were young, so they were taken in by the master. As a guard in the mansion, she was sent by her father to serve the lady. "Tell me, is the capital fun?"

Song Jing originally wanted to ask something else, but suddenly thought that the little girl might not know, so he changed the topic.

"Yeah, it's fun. Candied haws, kite, sesame pancakes, fried chicken legs..."

Song Jin originally wanted to sigh that the little girl was indeed still young and was only thinking about eating, drinking and having fun, but suddenly she heard fried chicken legs and immediately stopped.

"You mean there are fried chicken legs in Beijing? When did they become available? How does it look and taste?"

Hong Guo is a foodie after all, so she replied to Song Jin one by one.

Song Jin is basically certain that Su Huating opened a fried chicken restaurant in the capital, using her secret recipe. I wonder if it has also opened in other prosperous places, such as Jiangnan.

If it is fully opened, she will receive a large sum of money every six months according to the previously agreed share.

By the way, where is the silver? Su Huating didn't send her a letter in the past few months.

No, matters related to money were a big deal. She had to write to Su Huating quickly to ask.

After hurriedly grabbing a pen and paper, Song Jin suddenly thought of Gu Qingli again.

"Yes, you can ask Gu Qingli first, maybe he knows."

Song Jin put down his pen and went out to look for Gu Qingli.

"Madam, I heard from Uncle Li that the master has gone to Li Zheng's house."

"Madam, Your Majesty has granted marriage to Miss Qingyu and Master Dong."

"By the way, Madam, I have an errand this time. I also received His Majesty's orders to come back to take Madam to enjoy the blessings in the capital. Madam, you are His Majesty's adopted sister now, titled Princess Jinyun. His Majesty specially gave Madam a princess mansion. You, tell me, if I dare to make the princess angry in the future, you can go back to your own princess mansion."

"The imperial decree is expected to arrive soon."

Song Jin paused, thinking that this person had to go to Li Zheng for something. Shouldn't he come back to express his feelings to a woman like her? Cultivate a relationship with your two sons?

Of course Song Jin didn't know that Gu Qingli was there to support him.

Wait, what did Hongguo say just now? Did she have auditory hallucinations in her ears?

While Song Jin was stunned, suddenly fireworks exploded across the sky.

I’ve seen the bright and colorful fireworks on New Year’s Eve.

Song Jin thought fireworks in broad daylight would be of any use?
But she couldn't move her eyes away from just one glance.

Hongguo, who was no longer than her shoulders, was the first to clapped her hands, jumped and laughed, not hiding her excitement, "It's so beautiful! How come there are such beautiful fireworks? Madam, Gujia Village is so beautiful! It's not worse than the capital."

Song Jin didn't hear what Hongguo said because she saw a line of words just rolled out of the fireworks.

"Jin Niang, in this life, we will be a couple for the rest of our lives, okay?"

Song Jin seemed to still hear what he said that day in his ears.

"In this life, I will only have you in my backyard."

Suddenly, Song Jin changed direction. This was the top of Eagle Mountain. She knew where he was. She wanted to tell him. Of course she could. She couldn't ask for it.

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