You should spend the rest of your life with Qingqing

Chapter 259 Eavesdropping
The old lady's yearning for her daughter was naturally not much, she stroked Ying Yao's smooth cheeks with her withered fingers, and the old lady curled her fingertips, afraid of hurting Ying Yao's face.

"I'm fine with everything, you don't have to worry about it, A Yu and A Si always send people to greet you, they don't lack food, clothing and money, and I'm enjoying my life in this temple!"

The mother and daughter waited for a while before gradually calming down.

Seeing that Ying Yao was the only one coming over, the old lady asked, "Why didn't you see the second prince and Princess Anhe coming together? I haven't seen my brother and sister for many years."

"Xuan'er was caught in the wind and cold as soon as autumn entered, and Yao'er didn't let her come with her before she got well. Ah Yuan was in front of the Holy Majesty. This time, the Holy Majesty brought Ah Yuan, a prince, so naturally he couldn't run away casually." Moved."

When Qi Jingyuan was mentioned, both the old lady and Ying Yao felt honored, knowing that Qi Jingyuan was appreciated by the emperor, the old lady also decided to send someone to call, and only said that he was not needed to come to visit.

After chatting for a while, seeing no one around and the doors and windows closed, the old lady finally asked about yesterday's doubts.

"Ah Yu has a girl he likes? Yesterday he swore in front of the old man that he would marry the old grandson's wife within three years."

"This kid, A Yu, has always said something. He never confuses his mouth. Looking at it, this thing is probably true."

Speaking of this, the corners of the old lady's mouth curled into a slight smile. What she worried most was that there would be no successors in the Yongwei Hou Mansion. Now that the granddaughter-in-law has settled down, will the great-grandson be far behind?
Ying Manrong, who was standing outside the door, thumped in her heart. She was heartbroken yesterday, and she was not in the mood to eavesdrop on the conversation between the old lady and the second master. Fortunately, she was careful today. If she didn't hear this, I'm afraid she will regret it It's too late.

Ying Manrong held her breath, and moved two more steps towards the crack of the door. The people inside were not far from the door, only Concubine Duan's voice could be heard easily.

"It's because I have a girl I like. A Yu revealed his intentions to Yao'er just a few days after returning to Beijing."

Then I heard the old lady anxiously ask: "Which family is the girl from? How old is it? How is her character? What's her appearance?"

Ying Yao smiled and said: "It belongs to Mr. Wen, Minister of the Ministry of Rites. The girl Yao'er has met a few times. She is generally knowledgeable and well-behaved, and she has a very good appearance."

"Ayu is very caring about people. He is afraid that he will make the little girl feel wronged if he is not in the capital, so he even went to the palace to ask his daughter to take care of him."

"A Yu finally got the hang of it, and knows how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade."

The old lady smiled emotionally, and then suddenly thought of something and asked: "I haven't been walking around in Beijing for a long time, I don't know how many daughters there are in Mrs. Wen's family, and what is the girl's rank? What is her name?"

When the old lady asked Ying Manrong what she said, Ying Manrong's heart ached. When Concubine Duan said that the second master took good care of the girl, Ying Manrong's heart felt like a knife was twisted.

I can't wait to find that girl out now, if I dare to seduce the second master, I should put this kind of disheveled woman in the pond.

That is the second master who is like a god. She holds her hands and worships them all day long, and she is reluctant to approach and desecrate those who are on the top of her heart, but the second master is not even willing to give her alms.

Why does the second master treat other girls well, and why does he like other girls.

Ying Manrong was grinding the veil of the blue satin embroidered branches with two rows of fangs, if the veil was not used to separate it, the sound of gnashing of teeth would have alarmed the two people in the room.

Ying Manrong gritted her teeth and leaned against the door, not daring to miss a word.

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