pungent peasant girl

Chapter 602 Such a Good Gift
"It's me, Xiaozhi, and Xiaoyuan, when did you come here?" Meng Qianyan suddenly jumped off the carriage.

Both Xiaozhi and Xiaoyuan gathered around, and Meng Qianyan was overjoyed, "My God, it's only been a while, and I haven't seen you for more than a year, and you have grown taller again."

"Yeah, Xiaoyuan and I grow up really fast." Xiaozhi said happily, and looked at Xiaoyuan again, "Isn't it?"

Xiao Yuan nodded heavily, and then showed a big smile to Meng Qianyan.

This smile was so bright that Meng Qianyan laughed along with him.

Qiying was not familiar with it, so she was a little surprised.

Meng Qianyan said casually: "Qiying, the two of them are little Taoist boys in the Taoist temple before Taoist Liu Yuan."

"It turns out, no wonder."

"When did you come?" Meng Qianyan asked again.

"It was yesterday." Xiaozhi said.

"how did it get here?"

"Hee hee, Brother Yun brought us here." Xiaozhi said, with a proud look, "Brother Yun has caught a lot of rogues, and even took away all the rogues' lairs at once, so he also went back Tell the local government of Yan Dynasty, and bring us here by the way."

"That's great, I miss you too, how is it? Are you okay here?"

"Hey, hey, it's just too cold, other things are fine."

"Just get used to it." Meng Qianyan rubbed Xiaozhi's head, then Xiao Yuan's, "By the way, is Brother Seventeen still in there?"

"Here."

"Come on, let's go in and have a look."

"Hey, Qiying, you go." Meng Qianyan walked a few steps, then turned around and said to Qiying.

Qiying was a little embarrassed, "Madam, you know, this subordinate used to be the fifteenth prince, and if you are loyal to the fifteenth prince, you have to be loyal to the whole life. You should avoid meeting the seventeenth prince."

Meng Qianyan thought for a while, "That's fine, you wait for me outside, I'll come out within half an hour after I go in."

"Ah."

Meng Qianyan took Xiaozhi with his left hand and Xiaoyuan with his right hand, and walked towards the gate of the house.

In the yard, there was a burst of stewed meat aroma.

"Stewing meat?"

"Yeah, the Taoist stewed it for us." Xiaozhi said excitedly.

"You are so beautiful."

"hey-hey."

"Brother Seventeen!" Meng Qianyan went in and shouted at the top of his voice.

Mo Yun came out from inside, still looking like a knight-errant, Mo Yun smiled, "The Taoist priest is right, he estimated that you will come today."

"Why?"

The Taoist priest sat by the stove, adding firewood to it, "Hehe, Qin Wu got married today, how could you not come?"

"The Daoist is wise."

"I have meat today, do you want to stay and eat some together?"

Meng Qianyan looked outside, "It's not too early."

"Then eat less. These are all high-quality beef. Pindao also added some nourishing medicinal materials, which can be eaten by men and women, and they are almost cooked now."

"Okay, then I'm not going to be polite. Brother Seventeen, Xiaozhi and Xiaoyuan, let's have a meal together."

"Okay."

Xiaozhi jumped up happily.

The pot lid was lifted, steaming hot, and the broth inside was bubbling and bubbling, looking very tempting.

Meng Qianyan took the bowl and chopsticks, stepped forward and fished out a piece.

"Be careful of the heat."

"It's okay, I'll blow it off."

While blowing, take a bite.

Mo Yun laughed, "Meng Qianyan, you are in the palace, the empress of Dahe, why do you seem to have escaped from disaster?"

"Go, what Brother Seventeen said, no matter how delicious the food in the palace is, it's not fun to be with a group of strangers, isn't it?"

"That's right, I'm tasting the soup." Mo Yun handed over a small spoon, "This pot of soup was prepared for you by the Taoist priest."

"Thank you sir."

"It's okay, Pindao has nothing to do anyway."

Meng Qianyan sat down, put the beef into his mouth piece by piece, and gorged himself.

"Unfortunately, Ziyan didn't come."

"How about taking it back to him?" Mo Yun said.

"Forget it, if anyone in the palace sees it, I'm afraid it will be bad."

Mo Yun frowned, "In the palace, in the harem? Aren't you the only master?"

"Not only that, but also mother concubine and mother queen."

"Are they treating you badly?" Mo Yun sat opposite Meng Qianyan, asking seemingly casually.

Meng Qianyan's chewing speed slowed down, "Yeah, there's nothing wrong with it, it's just that there are more rules in the palace."

Mo Yun squinted at her, "Meng Qianyan, please remember, you are the empress, no matter whether it is the concubine or the empress dowager, in fact, I can't control you, you are still the only master of that harem."

"I know, but the queen mother is Mo Geyi, Dahe's eldest princess, and the concubine mother is Ziyan's own mother, what can I do."

"Meng Qianyan, kindness does not command soldiers."

"I——Okay, the reasoning is the same, but is there still human affection? And sometimes, the queen mother and concubine mother seem to have nothing wrong."

"Hmph." Mo Yun shook his head, "You seem to have changed a little."

"Is there?" Meng Qianyan put down the bowl and chopsticks.

Mo Yun said: "Become timid."

Meng Qianyan was dissatisfied, "I didn't."

"If not, then I hope you can return to the original Meng Qianyan!"

"Okay, Brother Seventeen, stop talking about this."

"Wait, I'll get you something. I'm near Mingzhou, and I met Ziming by chance. Ziming, let me bring you this. I think you'll like it."

"what?"

Meng Qianyan followed Mo Yun into his room, saw him open a package, and took out a painting from it, "Here, this is it."

Meng Qianyan unfolded quickly.

I saw three beautiful women leaning closely on the white rice paper like clouds.

She smiled, "It's me, Ziting and Zixian. This was drawn by Ziming a long time ago."

"There's more on the back."

"Ok?"

Meng Qianyan turned it over and saw that there was a milk doll drawn on it, with big eyes, watery and beautiful.

"This is--"

"This girl, I'm supposed to call you aunt."

Meng Qianyan was overjoyed, "Oh my god, is it sister Ziting's daughter?"

"No, do you like it?"

"I like it, I really like it, Brother Seventeen, why are you so nice? You brought me such a good gift as soon as you came back." Meng Qianyan said, his eyes became sore, and tears were about to flow down Lose.

Mo Yun smiled lightly, "It's not me, it's you. There are people thinking about you everywhere. After seeing me, Ziming couldn't wait to draw this milk doll on the spot, and asked me to give it to you and Ziyan." Look. Oh, what's the matter, don't cry, you, you are crying."

"It's okay, Ziming is a sensible child." Meng Qianyan wiped away tears, "I'm crying, I'm so happy!"

"Put it away, and bring it back now. Since there are many rules in the court, it's not too late."

"I know, thank you Brother Seventeen."

Meng Qianyan happily rolled up the painting and tied it with string.

"Brother Seventeen, I'll go back this time."

"stop!!"

Suddenly Qiying's voice came from outside, and at the same time, a black shadow flashed outside.

Mo Yun's face turned serious, "What's going on, go out and have a look!"

(End of this chapter)