Script in hand! Little ginseng essence holds a milk bottle in its mouth and saves the whole family

After Jiang Yiliu left, Aunt Liu hurriedly asked, "Ge'er, whose birth date are you writing about? How can you, a girl who has not left the palace, have a man's birth date in your family?"

Xia Qiange's eyes dodge, and she can't explain to Aunt Liu.

He couldn't tell her that he knew it in his dream, because he was afraid that Aunt Liu would have to see a doctor when she got back.

Aunt Liu became even more anxious when she saw her daughter like this. How important is a woman's reputation?

Ever since her daughter kowtowed, she could no longer understand her.

"Ge'er, you have told your mother everything since you were a child. You must never hide such a big thing from your mother!"

"If it weren't for the fact that the young lady of the Ministry of Civil Service didn't know that you were so bold."

Aunt Liu was furious, but she couldn't say anything harsh despite opening her mouth several times.

Xia Qiange looked careless and said, "Mom, don't ask me. Didn't he tell me that my daughter and I have a good marriage?"

Aunt Liu paused for a moment. Master Fude had indeed just said that her daughter's Hong Luan Xing Da Shine had an excellent marriage.

After much deliberation, she still felt uneasy and said, "Mum, ask you, who is this young master? When I get back, I will beg your father to make Ge'er marry the right man."

Xia Qiange looked at the innocent crybaby in front of her, hesitating and not knowing how to speak.

Her marriage is not to a young master, but to a prince!

She could only coax the crying mother, "Okay, mother, don't ask anymore, my daughter has her own ideas."

These words made Aunt Liu feel vaguely uncomfortable. She knew that she was cowardly, but her previous daughter was clearly someone who would talk to her about trivial matters.

"Ge'er, do you still remember that you told your mother about the boy from the Wang family next door?"

Xia Qiange tried hard to recall the memory of the original owner. With such a person, he could be considered a childhood sweetheart with the original owner. He was a simple and down-to-earth young man.

"Do you still remember that when the boy from the Wang family gave you flowers, you talked excitedly to your mother on the same bed." Aunt Liu's expression was complicated. It was obviously not that long ago, but it seemed so long ago. Her daughter's innocent and romantic look was still there. So close.

Xia Qiange stomped her feet coquettishly, "Mom, how long ago that happened, I am now the young lady of Prime Minister Zuo's Mansion!"

Xia Qiange deliberately emphasized Zuo Prime Minister's Mansion, trying to remind Aunt Liu that it was just different from the past. How could the Wang family boy be worthy of Xia Baiyu's daughter?

Aunt Liu pursed her lips and looked at Xiang Ge'er's eyes. There was arrogance and ambition in those eyes.

This look really frightened her. "Ge'er..."

Xia Qiange was still thinking about tying the red silk, looking past Jiang Yiliu, and said in a somewhat impatient tone, "Mom, please stop talking."

Xia Qiange reached for the red silk, but Aunt Liu held it tightly and refused to let go.

"song"

"mother"

"You have been just a concubine all your life, is it possible that you still want to block your daughter's way?" After speaking, Aunt Liu looked at Xia Qiange blankly, mist filling her beautiful eyes.

He took two steps back as if he was shocked, with disbelief in his eyes.

Xia Qiange already began to regret her straightforward words, and she felt even worse when she looked at Aunt Liu's injured eyes.

"Mom, that's not what I meant."

Aunt Liu handed the red silk to Xia Qiange, sniffed and said nothing.

Xia Qiange bit her lip. Although Aunt Liu was cowardly and incompetent, she was the only person in the world who truly cared about her. In the memory of the original owner, she had to hide every bite of delicious food for her to eat. It was the most difficult thing. During the days when I was embroidering the handkerchief day and night, there was no shortage of her.

There was annoyance in Xia Qiange's eyes. She shouldn't have hurt the crybaby's heart by saying such things.

But she really couldn't explain this birth date, so she could only take the red silk and bow her head in silence. Aunt Liu narrowed her eyes and said solemnly, "Mom, I'll give you a warning. Please hurry up. Don't reveal anything after you return home today."

Xia Qiange bit her lip after listening to Aunt Liu's words, turned around and quickly hung up the red silk without anyone noticing, and then stood silently next to Aunt Liu.

Aunt Liu sighed in her heart. In fact, Qian Ge was right, she was like this.

A broken life must no longer block my daughter's bright road.

Shen Shen was watching her mother teasing her third brother.

"You dress up like a peacock in full bloom every day, but you can't even get a daughter-in-law back from you."

Su Xingtian held his mouth and looked at his second brother with resentful eyes.

The second brother obviously pays more attention to appearance, right?

Second brother is not allowed to have pleats on his clothes when he goes out!

He had the lowest status in this family. After thinking about it, he was still angry but imitated his mother's tone and turned around to scold Xiao Qi.

"You, you, save money like a mouse every day, how come you don't even get a wife?"

Xiao Qi stared in disbelief as she watched her master learn and put it into practice.

Xiao Qi secretly thought, I am different from you, Third Young Master, but I have someone I like. Although Sister Xiaohuan only treats her as a younger brother now, the martyr girl is afraid of pestering her husband. One day he will be able to Marry Sister Xiaohuan!

Tsk tsk tsk, that’s not necessarily the case for his young master. He can see clearly that Miss Jiaoyue has no place for a young master in her heart!

Shen Shenle laughed so hard that Retribution started to hiccup.

Now it was the Su family's turn to laugh. Even Xiao Qi tried hard to hold back her smile. The little lady is the real treasure! When the young lady grows up, this house will be very lively!

The Fifth Prince's Mansion, secret room.

Murong Min felt his heart beat a few times, and he frowned slightly.

But the person in front of him, who was holding a flying pigeon to pass the message, keenly observed, "Is Wulang feeling uncomfortable?"

Murong Min traced his lips on his stern face and shook his head, "Uncle, please don't worry. My nephew is fine."

After repeatedly observing that the person in front of him was indeed fine, King Ji put down his worries and straightened his expression, "Lier'er's people will be coming to Jingcheng soon, and we will act together as planned."

Then he said in a deep voice, "A gentleman must not stand under a dangerous wall. Wulang must not pay attention to his own body."

Murong Min nodded obediently, "That's what uncle taught me."

Uncle Yuan said hurriedly, "Don't worry, I will take good care of the fifth prince."

Xia Qiange talked about the disaster in Shuzhou in Xia Baiyu's study and proposed the waterwheel.

Xia Baiyu looked at Xia Qiange suddenly with shrewd eyes as sharp as an eagle.

"How did Ge'er learn about this thing?"

Xia Qiange said what she had already drafted countless times: "My daughter has loved reading books since she was a child. I saw this in a broken book she picked up in the market."

Xia Baiyu said hello twice, stood up and walked around Xia Qiange, "How smart would Ge'er be if she could grow up in this house."

Xia Qiange said on the surface that everything is fate, but in her heart she thought that if she had grown up in Zuo Xiangfu, she would not be able to make excuses now.

"Just do what Ge'er said. You must draw the drawings as soon as possible and make a blockbuster appearance at the Wizards Show!"

Then there was laughter surrounding the room.