The pretty mistress of Hou Ye's family

Chapter 34 A Long-winded Man
Qin Yilan took out a box of ointment from his pocket and handed it over, "Ma'am, look, I bought another one... This one is pomegranate fruit scent, it smells sweet and sweet. How about tonight..."

Yao Yao looked at the small box in his hand speechlessly.

Why is this man so competitive in the matter of anointing?

It's over, who is she going to give this box of ointment to?
When he panicked, he had already dragged him to the bed, and the bed curtains were pulled down.Just as the loose skirt was half removed, Yao Yao hurriedly grabbed the neckline and coughed eagerly, "Cough cough cough... Hou Ye... cough cough... I seem to have caught a cold. I shouldn't be exposed to the wind. I can't take off my clothes."

Qin Yilan's hands froze in mid-air.

Her excuse really made him unable to refute it!

Although the coughing sound was too fake and dry, he was incapable of piercing her.

Yao Yao held the ointment box and stuffed it under the pillow, "This fragrance smells really sweet, let's use it as an aromatherapy, maybe it can help me sleep well."

"..."

Yao Yao hurriedly lay down, covered the quilt and patted the pillow next door, "Master Hou, it's late at night, hurry up and rest."

"..."

Qin Yilan lay down weakly, rubbing her hair and exhorting her softly, "You'll get better soon, remember to drink the medicine on time, and you can't miss a meal, you know?"

"I know." Yao Yao smiled perfunctorily and hid in his arms.

After three days of hard work, the embroidery is almost finished, and there is still some gold thread missing, so I went to the town to buy some.

As soon as he came out of the thread shop, he ran into a carriage head-on.

"Mrs. Hou."

Yao Yao looked sideways, "Miss He."

He Xiaolian hurriedly got off the carriage and asked, "Mrs. Hou, why did you leave in such a hurry at my sister's wedding banquet that day?"

Yao Yao's face froze instantly.

He Lanyu was so tight-lipped that he didn't even mention his sisters?

Yao Yao said softly, "Miss He should focus on her own sister, she became a widow just after getting married, why don't you go to comfort her?"

He Xiaolian smiled and said, "In the end, the groom is just a slave, and my sister doesn't like her either. If she dies, she dies, it's no big deal."

Yao Yao frowned deeply again, feeling even more uncomfortable in her heart.

He Xiaolian asked sideways, "I'm just curious about what happened that day that made Madam so angry? I was afraid Madam would blame the He family again, so I came here to apologize to you."

Yao Yao laughed abruptly, "I really want to tell you, but that day, your sister kowtowed to me and shed tears, pulling my dress and begging me to seal it up, begging me to get this I'm really embarrassed to tell others."

When He Xiaolian heard this, he knew something was wrong.

Her sister did have marks of a broken head on her forehead.Thinking of her sister's reckless behavior, she must have offended Mrs. Hou again to make it like this.

If she had asked her sister in the past, her sister would have told her the inside story, but now it is different from the past, she knows that there is a rift between her and her sister, and if her sister doesn't say anything, she can't make a fool of herself Insider.

And her younger sister has a problem, I don't know if her brain has been broken. On the wedding night, she killed her groom, but called several servants into the house to serve her.All the maids in the mansion spread vividly, speaking He Lanyu for a whole night without giving up, and the three servants were directly squeezed out and thrown out of the new house.

After the father knew about it, he secretly killed some servants, and then blocked the news.

It's unlucky enough for He Lanyu to have her husband die right after she got married. If she didn't have her father to stop her from such shameless and dirty things, I'm afraid that her reputation would spread throughout the capital.

There is a little girl who is a widow, and when the news gets out, she loses face as an older sister.It seems that this matter can only let it sink into the sea, and it is not good for her to get to the bottom of it.

Thinking of this, He Xiaolian hurriedly apologized with a smile, "Let's just let the matter pass. Madam Hou must have let it go and stop blaming my sister. After all, she became a widow right after she got married, and she has really learned a lesson. "

lesson?

She doesn't think so!This pair of sisters is more scheming and vicious than the other!

Just these two bastards, still wanting to marry into the Hou's mansion and harm the Hou Ye?

She can bear with Ling Yu's matter and let it go, but this account must be recorded for the two sisters in a down-to-earth manner.

Yao Yao said to He Xiao pitifully, "The imperial concubine's birthday is coming soon, and I have to go back to the house to prepare a gift for the empress, so I won't say hello. Farewell."

"Congratulations to Mrs. Hou."

After watching her go away, He Xiaolian hurriedly said to the servant girl, "Quickly go and find out what birthday gift Madam Hou has prepared for the noble concubine."

"Ma'am, it looks like embroidery."

"I know it's embroidery, but I need to know what she embroidered. You have to find out how much it costs."

"Yes."

After returning to the Hou Mansion, Yao Yao hid in the house and was busy with embroidery.

Outside the house, Mengtao was busy with trivial matters, coming in and out.

Hong Luo seemed to be busy too, but she was absent-minded, looking for opportunities to be lazy, and then disappeared in a flash while others were not paying attention.

Zhang Huiyi found her and sneered at Hong Luo twice.

The two women used to talk after hiding in the rockery.

Zhang Huiyi hurriedly asked, "Is your eldest lady preparing a birthday gift for the imperial concubine?"

"Yeah, what's wrong?"

"Is it embroidery?"

"Ah."

"What did you embroider?"

When Zhang Huiyi asked, Hong Luo glanced at her suspiciously, "Why?"

Zhang Huiyi smiled slightly, took out a large handful of silver bags from her pocket and handed them to her, "I'll just ask, why not?"

Hong Luomei stuffed the bag into her pocket happily, and whispered in her ear, "It's a screen for a hundred birds to face the phoenix."

"Do you have a sample for embroidery?"

"Yes, yes..."

"Do me a favor, I need a template."

Hong Luo pretended to be embarrassed.

Zhang Huiyi stuffed her with another bag of silver.

Hong Luo smiled heartily, "Wait tonight."

"Okay, thanks."

The two were very happy, one got the information, the other got the silver, and went to do their own work.

When Qin Yilan came home and saw Yao Yao still rubbing her eyes and making embroidery, she was really relieved, "It's so convenient to get medicinal materials..."

Yao Yao snickered and muttered, "I know, Lord Hou, go to bed quickly, fix things early, and contact the carpenter."

Qin Yilan didn't want to go to sleep alone, so he brought a chair over and stood next to her, and held the candle in her hand if the candle was too far away, and stayed with her until midnight.

"Don't give gifts so complicated in the future, and don't worry about things that can be settled with money."

Twitter chatter chatter chatter chatter chatter chatter, Yao Yao never thought that a man would chatter endlessly.

When I met him before, I didn't think he was a talkative man. Why did my temper change so much after marrying him?
The day of the imperial concubine's birthday banquet.

Yao Yao got up early to dress up, and Qin Yilan waited outside the door.

The moment she pushed open the door and stepped out of the room, under the sunlight, her ruddy face was filled with an elf-like aura.

Qin Yilan cast a sneaky glance, almost revealing his secrets, the rhythm of his gaze cannot be taken away at all.

But you can't look directly at it, you can only look at it secretly.

Secretly watching secretly, what if it’s really not fun?
He had a feeling that he was so hungry that he wanted to swallow her whole.

It's a pity that he can't eat, can't touch, the strong hunger really drives him crazy.

I can't blame her for not living up to expectations, I can only blame her for not marrying him earlier.

(End of this chapter)