The Reborn Wife Returns

Chapter 61
Qi Jingfeng handed her the clothes and smiled helplessly. He didn't think that with his concentration, he could restrain himself from putting on the clothes for her.

After closing it, the smoothly moving carriage stopped.

"Young Master, Young Mistress, Prince Yan's Mansion is here."

Gong Qinglan looked at the meticulous Qi Jingfeng, and said uncomfortably: "I'm here, you go back and do your work first, don't come to pick me up." In a short time, she was not ready to get along with him comfortably.

Qi Jingfeng's eyes darkened, his clear voice was slightly hoarse, and he nodded, "Okay."

Gong Qinglan got out of the carriage and watched the carriage stop at the door, knowing that he was going to wait for her to enter before leaving.Then he quickened his pace and entered the Palace of King Yan.

"Master, are you going back home?" Chang Shun asked the pensive Qi Jingfeng respectfully, his eyes were erratic, and his face was strangely red.

"Send someone to watch Bo Lixi." Qi Jingfeng's cold voice had a chill that permeated people's hearts.

"Yes." Changshun drove the carriage back to the mansion, and then went out to do some business.

And Gong Qinglan, who entered Yanwang's mansion, followed the maid all the way to Qinyuan.

Princess Yan was wearing ordinary clothes, with her sleeves rolled up, and she was trimming flower branches.Hearing the sound of small footsteps, he tilted his head and smiled kindly: "Lan'er is here, please sit down first."

Seeing the ceremony, Gong Qinglan didn't sit down, but walked to the greenhouse, watching Princess Yan trimming the ink chrysanthemum.His eyes turned around and he looked at the greenhouse. Chrysanthemums of various colors bloomed with flowers the size of bowls and plates. They were colorful and varied.

I couldn't help wondering, the former King Yan loved peonies, and all the flower houses were planted with peonies.Why are there all chrysanthemums here?

"I plant these chrysanthemums when I have nothing to do. The peonies are in Zhuqinglou, the old man's former residence." Princess Yan seemed to see Gong Qinglan's doubts, and said with a smile: "The old man likes Feng'er. Wang Ye Xiao has been thinking about that house for a long time, old man." He refused to let go. When the fairy passed away, he forced the prince to swear to heaven that he would not take it, and leave it to Feng'er and her daughter-in-law in the future. If you want to see it, let Feng'er take you there next time."

Gong Qinglan smiled gently, but didn't take this sentence to heart.

"This flower grows very well, it must have cost my aunt a lot of hard work." She had raised many flowers in her previous life, but she never raised Moju.These pots of black chrysanthemums are blooming vigorously, the petals are as smooth as silk, exuding a faint and rich fragrance.

"Growing flowers is like raising children. It takes a lot of effort, but there is no difference." Princess Yan put down the scissors and took a few sips of tea with her clean hands. "Have you selected the venue for the fundraiser?"

"Auntie, I plan to hold it at Jixia Mountain Villa. Uncle's academy hasn't been built yet, so it happens to be empty. Maybe, after this incident, these living signs, they can still promote uncle." Gong Qinglan will My own thoughts came out: "Jixia Mountain Villa occupies a very large area, but it was originally a royal summer resort, and the protection is excellent. The east and west sides are close to the cliff, the north leads to the military camp, and only the south is the gate entrance. At that time, please invite uncle Borrow a few people to guard them strictly."

The other half of Gong Qinglan didn't say that the former emperor was afraid of death and was extremely extravagant.Exquisite traps are arranged everywhere, unless you enter from the main entrance, or from other side doors or find another way, you will fall into the trap.Not only will the auctioned valuables not be easily lost, but it will also prevent those who take the opportunity to make trouble.

Concubine Yan stroked the cup in thought, then glanced at her lightly and said: "That's fine, I will let the prince send someone to guard."

Gong Qinglan thanked gratefully.

"Lan'er, I'm afraid I won't be able to attend this year's fundraiser. I'm going to pray in the temple. In previous years, my niece was by my side. She is very familiar with these details, so I asked her to help you." Princess Yan's eyebrows were kind. Shan said with a smile on his face: "She is about the same age as you, and you may get along very well."

Gong Qinglan agreed: "Lan'er can trust the person sent by my aunt."

Princess Yan was extremely satisfied with her performance, and sent someone to call Mu Siyu.

The two chatted for a while, and an elegant and quiet woman walked in.Her black hair was scattered behind her head, and the hair on her temples was tied with a white ribbon. She was wearing a fairy skirt with water ripples under the moon and white clouds, and white satin thin-soled shoes.There is no other color embellishment on the whole body, it is elegant and refined, and it sets off the whole person with a sense of immortality.

"Yu'er pays respects to sister-in-law." The green onion-like jade fingers overlapped on the right waist, saluting gracefully, neither humble nor overbearing, like everyone.

Inexplicably, Gong Qinglan couldn't like her.

After returning the gift, Gong Qinglan praised with a smile: "Your sister is so beautiful, is there anyone else?"

Mu Siyu's jade-like cheeks were dyed pink, and she lowered her head shyly: "Yu'er obeys the elder's arrangement."

In a word, Gong Qinglan heard the overtones.She didn't say to obey her parents' words, but the arrangement of her elders. Then, Princess Yan decides her marriage?

Today, Princess Yan specially summoned her to explain this matter.Could it be that she took advantage of the fundraising event to let her meet the rich and powerful?

But, no.Concubine Yan's niece, Yanbei dignitaries, who wouldn't fight for it?
A thought flashed through his mind, too fast to catch it.

"Lan'er, for this charity event, you have to find a few outstanding men for this girl." Princess Yan smiled at the corners of her eyes, looking at Mu Siyu lovingly as if she was her own child.

Gong Qinglan felt that something was wrong with Princess Yan. Although she was close to her, she was slightly alienated from her.It seems that there is a layer of membrane between the two of them, and they can't get along with each other intimately.

"It's natural."

Mu Siyu looked at Gong Qinglan, and when she saw the ambiguous mark on her neck, she lowered the corners of her eyes and her ears turned red.

Gong Qinglan, who had been watching her all the time, noticed something strange about her, and subconsciously pulled up her neckline.He thought to himself, "Tomorrow I'm going to wear a tunic with a collar, so I'll lose face outside."

"You two go to the mansion for a stroll. I'll trim the remaining potted plants first." Princess Yan got up and went to the greenhouse.

Seeing Princess Yan leave, Mu Siyu said softly, "Sister-in-law, let me take you to see peonies. My eldest cousin's mother loves peonies the most. I think my sister-in-law also likes them!"

Gong Qinglan couldn't refuse, so she went to watch peonies with her. If there were new varieties, she could ask Princess Yan for them and send them to her mother.

Passing through the vertical flower gate, along the road, you come to a peony garden. There is a large area on the left, densely packed with budding peonies, and on the right, there are lush green bamboos. There is a winding stone road in the middle, leading to the green bamboo garden A two-storey elegant and simple bamboo building is wrapped.

"This place is all planted by the former King Yan. Back then, my cousin's mother would come to the palace once a year and take my cousin to live in the bamboo building for a few days. When I was young, I also lived in Yanwang's mansion, and I often stayed with my cousin. Playing, sitting in the bamboo forest, watching the big cousin's mother busy in the colorful peony field. It was the happiest time of the day." Mu Siyu smiled with two shallow dimples on her cheeks, and her smile gradually faded away. She moved away, her face full of melancholy: "But afterward, the big cousin never came again."

(End of this chapter)