It's hard to love a concubine

Chapter 96

Tang was silent for a while, took it over, and said, "When you were young, you were asked to learn female red, and you said that there are needlework women, why do you have to learn by yourself, and then Mother asked Mrs. Xu to come over. She is the master of Cantonese embroidery. The butterflies that come out are just like the real ones. They are bright and dazzling, and you will fall in love with them. If you are not allowed to learn them later, you will not do it... After you learn it, you will make a pair of shoes with your father and me every year, and your brother's .”

Qian Xiyao used to have a headache for female celebrities, and strongly resisted, always thinking that this would make her no different from ancient women, she was very afraid that she would become an ancient woman with three obediences and four virtues, forgetting her original self...even if she was like that in the past It was gloomy, but that was also her life, and she didn't want to erase it, but after she embroidered it, she realized that doing embroidery was actually very fulfilling, just like doing boring cross-stitch embroidery before.

In short, things like female celebrities are not as annoying as imagined.

"Brother, has he returned to the capital?" Uncle Qian Qiuhong is really cruel. He sent Qian Zhaoling to study in Dingzhou when he was six years old, just to let him adapt in advance, and then enter the world-famous Bailu Academy. Zhao Ling was also very competitive. He was admitted to Bailu Academy at the age of 11, and his journey went smoothly afterwards. He was simply the seed of studying.

Qian Xiyao has been sensible since she was very young. It should be said that the soul in her body is an adult, so she remembers many things very clearly. She still likes this brother who left at the age of five.

Speaking of her son, Tang's complexion darkened. Remembering that day, she asked her husband if he had arranged for a carriage to pick him up, but in the end, there was no movement at night. That's why the eldest grandma of Dongfu, Li Shi, panicked. She called for a carriage to pick him up, and it turned out that she was so busy with her youngest son that she forgot about it.

Angry Tang only shed tears in the room, thinking to himself, this is really not the same as his own, but now that the child is so old, and he already has fame, he can't say anything about coming back.

Tang took a few maids and mothers to wait at the intersection. She thought that she couldn't do it, and even if it was trespassing, she would go there to pick up the child herself. But when it was time to light the lights, she saw a carriage parked at the door of the house. The horse is taller than ordinary horses, and its fur is black and shiny. It can be called a fine horse, and it does not look like an ordinary carriage.

But after a while, a military man wearing a red armor got out of the carriage, and then a young man wearing a stone-blue straight jacket.

The two of them chatted politely together, Qian Zhaoling was much warmer than before, but he was still colder than ordinary people, but Wu Quan seemed indifferent, and was very affectionate towards Qian Zhaoling , the two made an appointment to have a drink at the Fengpailou on Dongjie Street in a few days and then broke up.

Tang stood far away in the corner looking at his son's face under the light, his heart was pierced, but he didn't dare to say anything, so he could only hide it like this.

At this moment, Mrs. Li heard the news and came out with her maidservant, but seeing the carriage that had just gone away, she couldn't help asking, "Zhaoling, whose carriage are you riding in?"

"It's from the Wu family." Qian Zhaoling turned his head slightly to look at the direction of the intersection, saw a corner of the skirt exposed, his eyes froze for a while, then quickly turned his head, greeted Mrs. Li and walked inside.

Mrs. Li originally thought of a bunch of reasons, such as the broken carriage at home, but Qian Zhaoling didn't ask at all. Qian Zhaoling has been outside all these years, and Mrs. Li almost forgot that there is such a thing under her name. An adopted son.

(End of this chapter)