Princess, be nice

Chapter 1721 Take Care of the Winter Feast

The lips move slightly: Yuan Changhuan, there will be a period in the future; Xie Shizi, there will be no period in the future.

ended.

A tear fell from the corner of the eye.

It burned Fu Song's little hand, and holding the teardrop, Fu Song said, "Mother, don't cry, Song'er will accompany you."

"Well, mother and Song'er." Fu Yan leaned over and hugged her son, "Remember them, they are the benefactors of our mother and son."

Inside Pingcheng City.

Yuan Changhuan and the others looked at Fu Yan's mother and son walking away, and finally spread their hands, "Okay, let's go back."

"Do you still want to go shopping?"

Hearing Yuan Changhuan's question, Feng Jinyue nodded, "He hasn't visited our poetry club yet, I'll take him to have a look, you go back and rest first."

The last thing on her mind is over, Feng Jinyue's mood is broadened, and her desire to play is also relaxed.

I wish I didn't go back today.

"Farewell to uncle and aunt."

Yuan Changhuan shook his son's little hand and reminded him.

Yuan Miao was already drowsy and lying on Xie Ci's shoulders, but was woken up by his own mother in a panic, his eyes were misty, dumbfounded, and extremely cute.

"Hey, don't wake him up, Miao Miao sleeps obediently, and my aunt will take Ning Ning to see you some other day." Feng Jinyue stroked Yuan Miao's back and patted him to sleep before whispering, "You guys Let's go, we're going too."

Before Ying Sijue left, his thin lips moved, but he still spoke, "I'll live in your residence."

"Okay." Before Xie Ci could speak, Yuan Changhuan nodded and agreed. Now that he has a problem with his status, he naturally cannot live in Rongyuanhou's Mansion. Since he has already arrived in Pingcheng, living in the Emperor's Mansion is the best choice.

Ying Sijue breathed a sigh of relief, seeing that they agreed, he was also relieved, "We'll talk about it when we go back."

After all, they parted ways.

After returning to the mansion, Yuan Miao hadn't woken up yet, Yuan Changhuan said in a low voice, "You send him back to the room first."

Xie Ci didn't let anyone go, and carried Yuan Miao back to his small courtyard in person. After putting it down, he still hasn't woken up. It seems that he is really tired.

After leaving the house, Mo He whispered in Xie Ci's ear, "Young master has been practicing the whip technique for the past few days, now I'm tired, just rest."

Nodding his head slightly, Xie Ci's brows and eyes were mild, "Take good care of him."

"Yes."

Xie Ci left the small courtyard, went straight to Xingzhixuan, solved the small problem, and there is a big one waiting, think about it, the corner of Xie Ci's lips was stained with a smile, and the smile filled the air. good.

Everything is Xie Ci's dream life.

As soon as he walked to Xingzhixuan, Xie Ci thought of something, asked Mo Chen to call the housekeeper, and gave a few simple instructions, "Hold a banquet, a winter banquet, and invite the dignitaries of Pingcheng to the banquet in three days."

time is tight.

But if the master wants to hold a banquet, even if it is tomorrow, he must do it immediately, the housekeeper responded repeatedly, "I will do it now, little one."

Xie Ci paused, originally he didn't intend to let his wife worry about it, but if she didn't tell her, I'm afraid she would be unhappy, so she turned around and walked to the study, "You tell Shi Zifei about this, let me She takes full responsibility."

"Yes."

The butler had a backbone, and immediately responded happily.

If he was really allowed to handle this kind of banquet by himself, it's not that he can't do it, but he's afraid of losing the heart of the master. Now that it's all over, with Shi Zifei in charge, no matter how it is done, the master will not blame him.

At this time, Yuan Changhuan had already changed into a cotton skirt in the room, ready to rest for a while.

(End of this chapter)