pungent peasant girl

Chapter 290 Perfection
"Yeah, the wind is too strong, it's too annoying, mother concubine, you don't like sand, then let's go inside."

Concubine Yue Gui nodded, "Well, let's go have lunch. Come on, Tao Hua, come in together."

Meng Qianyan did not speak, and followed behind Concubine Yue.

Mo Lianyi is still young, so she might not understand.

But Meng Qianyan could still see clearly, what kind of sand, there was clearly sadness and guilt in the eyes of Concubine Yue Gui.

But, she couldn't figure it out, why did she have such an expression?
"Sister, come on, sit down and eat." Mo Lianyi pulled her to sit down, and put a big meatball in the bowl for her.

She smiled, "Well, Lian Yi also needs to eat a little more."

Lunch went smoothly, and because Mo Lianyi was there, it was even more joyful.

After eating, she has stayed in Ling'an Palace long enough, and Mo Lianyi has already started yawning.

Concubine Yue asked Aunt Li to take Mo Lianyi to bed.

Meng Qianyan then said to Concubine Yue: "Mother Concubine, I have been here for so long, does Mother Concubine also want to take a nap? If Mother Concubine wants to rest, Erchen should retire."

Concubine Yue nodded, "Well, it's time for you to go back, I will see you off."

Concubine Yue Gui was so polite and kind, which made Meng Qianyan feel strange.

They walked to the gate of Ling'an Palace.

Meng Qianyan said: "Mother Concubine, just send it here."

Concubine Yue smiled, "You are going to marry out of the palace, so why don't I walk with you a few more steps?"

"Alright."

The two of them walked together on the path outside the palace gate. The path paved with cobblestones was uneven. The sun shone down and shone on the stones, but the light shone beautifully.

"You are going out of the palace." Concubine Yue said slowly, "Actually, I am a little happy for you."

"Oh? It's because the palace is not suitable for son-in-law, right?"

"Maybe, anyway, you'll be much freer from now on."

"That's right, my son is also happy because of this."

Concubine Yue Gui stopped her pace and straightened her cuffs, "Meng Qianyan, is that the name?"

"Yes."

"After leaving the palace, live a good life and be with the person who loves you and the person you love too."

"My son will."

Concubine Yue patted her on the shoulder, her eyes were rarely soft.

"A thousand words."

"Mother concubine."

"It must be good."

"Yes, my son knows."

Concubine Yuegui breathed a sigh of relief, and waved to her, "Go, go and get busy with your affairs, the wedding dress is almost ready, and you have to check the people you want to invite, this is also your last marriage."

"Heck, my son knows."

"Go."

Meng Qianyan turned around and walked forward
Concubine Yue looked at her back with envy in her eyes.

The scene in Qinzheng Hall that day came to mind again.

The person who wanted her desperately must be the one who really loved her.

In a woman's life, meeting such a man is the luck of a woman's life.

It's a pity that women in the harem will never be in such a situation.

She didn't want to care about who she was or what kind of relationship she had with her.

At this moment, she really blessed her.

She wishes her a happy life.

"Peach Blossom."

Concubine Yue's voice sounded from behind.

Meng Qianyan turned his head, suspicious: "Mother Concubine, is there anything else?"

Concubine Yue took two steps forward, looked at her, and said slowly: "Mother Concubine hopes that you husband and wife will never betray Yun'er."

Meng Qianyan was taken aback.

Did these words come from the mouth of Concubine Yue?
Isn't the relationship between their mother and child not close?
Her mind was a little messed up.

Concubine Yue's eyes are so sincere.

Although she couldn't figure out the relationship, she still nodded heavily, "Don't worry, Concubine Mother, I will never betray Brother Seventeen."

Concubine Yue Gui hummed, then smiled.

Meng Qianyan also turned around again and walked away.

Happy times always fly by so fast, these ten days passed in the blink of an eye.

The wedding dress is also ready, and the sedan chair is also ready. I heard that the consort's mansion outside has already been repaired.

On this day, before dawn, the lights outside were already bright as day.

The lively congratulations were heard endlessly.

Meng Qianyan sat in front of the bronze mirror, looking at this heroic and charming self in the mirror, the corners of vermilion lips curled upwards.

Two years later, she married again.

Unlike the last time, this time she was full of expectations.

"Princess, the time has come."

Luoying rushed in, followed by four aunts.

"Princess, put on the hijab quickly, let's get on the sedan chair."

The sedan chair carried by 16 people is extravagant and luxurious.

The sound of fireworks salute exploded around.

Meng Qianyan was sincerely happy and sat in the sedan chair.

"Get up the sedan chair—" the eunuch's high voice sounded.

The luxurious sedan chair was lifted out of the threshold and out of the gate of the palace.

The court etiquette is complicated, even worse than the last marriage.

After walking down from the marriage ceremony, and then entering the bridal chamber, she was already sore and dizzy.

"Princess, you can rest now."

There was a sound of closing the door, and Luoying came over and said with a smile.

Meng Qianyan lifted the hijab, breathed in the fresh air, couldn't help laughing, hahaha, now she got married again as Princess Yihuan.

And the groom is still the first one.

Think about it, my heart is sweet.

"What time is it now?"

"It's past noon."

Meng Qianyan murmured, "No wonder, I'm hungry."

"But there's nothing to eat here either."

knock knock knock.

At this moment, there was a light knock on the door.

Meng Qianyan quickly covered his hijab, "Go, open the door."

"Qianyan, what are you pretending? Being a princess has a different style."

It was Luo Ziting's laughing and teasing voice.

Hearing this, Meng Qianyan's nose was crooked, and the hijab was pulled off again, and he threw it aside, "Sister, I don't have a bridal chamber yet, so you just run into—"

She stopped before finishing her sentence.

Because the two shiny chicken legs were in Luo Ziting's hands.

The chicken legs dangled in front of her.

"Sister—" she couldn't help swallowing.

"Are you still saying that sister is not good?"

Meng Qianyan shook his head desperately, "Sister Sister is the best, Sister Sister is the most beautiful, Sister Sister is a fairy."

"Hmph, glib, here you are."

With chicken legs in hand, I have all the world!
Meng Qianyan was elated, and bit down one bite at a time.

Luo Ying was dumbfounded, "Princess—"

Meng Qianyan explained: "It's okay, Luoying, this is my elder sister, and also the elder sister of the son-in-law, you can just call her Miss."

Luoying understood, "I've seen Missy."

"You're welcome, this one is Dong'er, the maid who used to follow your princess. I brought her here too. From now on, you two will serve Mrs. Luo together."

Meng Qianyan nodded in satisfaction, spit out the chicken bone, "Perfect."

(End of this chapter)