The Rebirth of Jiangmen's Daughter

Chapter 929
Ye Qingcheng was very satisfied with Wei Yan's knowledge and interest. Seeing Wei Yan take a seat, she called Yumo, Ye Qi and An Ye to sit down.

"This year is my first year in Prince Xiang's Mansion. No matter what happened before, as long as I am still here, our Prince Xiang's Mansion will still be the most prosperous existence in Beijing!"

Ye Qingcheng's words were resounding, and the four people present all looked at her when they heard the words, but Ye Qingcheng obviously didn't intend to give them a chance to speak, so he raised his voice again.

"A lot of things have happened this year. I don't think I will talk about it. You all know it. The only thing is, you should act as I told you before. The prince is a person who is away from home. If you hear someone gossip about the prince outside If you want to say something, go up and give two ear blows before you say it. If you order it down, say it’s my order, no matter who the person who speaks is, you can still hit it!"

Hearing Ye Qingcheng's words, Wei Yan and An Ye's hearts were agitated. They did not expect that after such a long time, the princess would still defend the prince so much. Dang even was very happy for Huangfu Ye, and hurriedly agreed to Ye Qingcheng's order.

"Wangfei's words, we will definitely keep in mind, if anyone dares to disrespect the prince and the princess, the entire Prince Xiang Palace will definitely not let that person go easily!"

Ye Qingcheng looked at them appreciatively, then picked up the sweet-scented osmanthus wine in front of him, and touched his armor: "The matter of the palace, I will still work hard for you! I will drink this cup first to thank you for your help and company, and I also wish you all the best! Everything went well this year!"

When Ye Qingcheng drank the sweet-scented osmanthus wine in the cup, Yu Mo and Ye Qi's eyes were already red. The two of them knew how difficult the princess's life was this year, but at this moment she was acting like a princess. Lord, have a reunion dinner with them...

Yu Mo took the lead in raising the wine glass in his hand, and said with a choked voice, "I wish the princess all the best in the new year, and I also hope that the princess can give birth to a little son as soon as possible. The servant will continue to take care of everyone in the mansion for the princess as usual. Matters, and take good care of the princess and the little prince!"

The smile on Ye Qingcheng's face became more and more distinct. She looked at Yu Mo with a happy smile on her face.

"Then I will lend you a good word. If I really give birth to my little son safely, I will definitely give you a big red seal!"

Yu Mo also showed a smile on his face. After all, Ye Qingcheng's child is the first child in Prince Xiang's Mansion. She can get Ye Qingcheng's words, which means that her position in the mansion is more stable. Convincing.

Thinking of this, Yu Mo stood up and greeted Ye Qingcheng: "The servant girl will thank the princess in advance!"

Followed by An Ye, Ye Qi and Wei Yan all stepped forward to toast, because what Ye Qingcheng drank was a special sweet-scented osmanthus brew rather than wine, so she never turned down a glass.

This reunion dinner was also enjoyed by both master and servant, but Ye Qingcheng would unconsciously look at the position in the air next to him, distracted from time to time.

Different from Jie Huan, the master and servant of King Xiang's Mansion, at the foot of Cuiping Mountain, which is connected to Dunhuang, the bamboo house is extremely deserted.

An old man with white beard and hair stretched out his hand to feel the pulse of the unconscious man on the bed. The man's eyes were closed tightly, and the old man couldn't help but shook his head again.

"Hey, what's going on here? If you say you don't have kung fu, you fell off Cuiping Mountain but you are still alive. If you say you have kung fu to protect yourself, why have you been in a coma for so many days and still don't see you?" Sober?"

Looking at the man lying on the bed, the old man was puzzled. If something really happened to this man at his hands, and if it was spread, would his reputation still exist?
(End of this chapter)