Aunt Wang nodded and said, "Yes!" Wang

Qiu was shocked when she heard this, and her eyes were a little distracted.

Aunt Wang frowned, reached out and grabbed his ear, "Do you have any bad ideas?

!" Wang Qiu hurriedly shook his head, "Mother, don't talk nonsense

!" Aunt Wang let go of him and instructed him: "I will follow your father to the rice to release water!" Don't always think about the affairs of the capital! In a few days, I will marry you a daughter-in-law!"

Wang Qiu nodded again and again, "Mother, I know." Only

then did Aunt Wang walk into the house with confidence.

Wang Qiu looked at his mother's back and shook his head, he really didn't have any bad intentions, he didn't know that his father and mother were still alive in the past, and he dared to do anything without worrying, but now he can't, he has to think about his father.

Zhou Ruiyuan is right, when he goes back this time, Wu Guifei will definitely kill him, and even his father and mother will not let him go.

That's why he listened to him, and faked his death to send fake news to the capital.

Now the capital should let down its vigilance against Cheng'an County.

However, after Wang Qiu heard that Du Bangchun had a child, he had another idea.

Now in the palace, in addition to the child in Wu Guifei's current womb and her own daughter, there are only three lowly princes born to concubines.

When the emperor dies, it doesn't matter whether Wu Guifei's baby is a male baby or not, even if she gives birth to a daughter, she will not let the three princes inherit the throne.

If one day the Lu family can re-wash their grievances, you, as the sister-in-law, Zhou Ruiyuan and his children, will be more likely to inherit the throne.

Wang Qiu looked in the direction of the Zhou family, his eyes full of respect.

Instead of being loyal to the vicious Wu Guifei, it is better to be loyal to the friendly Zhou family.

He thought about it, turned around and took a hoe and left the house, and when he passed by the Zhou family's field, he didn't forget to help Zhou Zhao in the field remove the grass.

Zhou Zhao didn't have any arrogance with him, he had always been Brother Qiu, Brother Qiu shouted.

Wang Qiu was flattered when he heard this, and treated him better, and dug up the ground in one go.

No, at night, before he took care of his own field, he made the Zhou family's field neatly tidy.

When Zhou Zhao returned home, he kept boasting to Zhou Ruiyuan, "Big brother, that Wang Qiu is worthy of learning kung fu, with great strength, good physical strength, and a good hand at farming!"

Zhou Ruiyuan listened, raised his eyes and asked, "Did he help you farm?"

Zhou Zhao took a sip of water and nodded.

Zhou Ruiyuan smiled, "Okay, this is a good thing, if he wants to help you again in the future, you can let him help, it just so happens that there is a shortage of workers in our family."

After speaking, he didn't forget to tell him: "Your sister-in-law is pregnant, you take care of her more, and don't let her touch the heavy work at home in the future, no matter what kind of work."

Zhou Zhao stood up, patted his chest and replied with a smile: "That's nature!"

Du Bangchun, who had just entered the house, sneered, "Xianggong, I'm just pregnant with a child, and I'm not disabled."

Zhou Ruiyuan hurriedly helped her sit down, and said seriously: "That can't be done, now there is Aunt Wang and Aunt Wang helping my mother make fragrant dew and burning porcelain bottles, and I and my third brother Wang Qiu are farming, staring at the family to build a house, you, as long as you have a good rest, you don't have to do anything."

As he spoke, he took out a book from his arms and said, "If you really want to do it, then help me copy the book

," Du Bangchun took it in his hand, and saw a hand-copied incense recipe!

She looked up at him in surprise, "Xianggong, what is this?"

Zhou Ruiyuan said: "These are what my grandfather left to my mother, and they were burned by the fire when I left often, and then my mother memorized it, and I made another copy by hand."

Du Bangchun hurriedly said: "Xianggong wants to give me the ancestral recipe of the family?"

Zhou Ruiyuan nodded.

Aunt Zhou came out with the stewed chicken soup, "I am always old, and the craftsmanship at home cannot be lost, so I asked Ruiyuan to copy a copy by hand some time ago, and asked him to give it to you, which happened to teach you to read."

Du Bangchun nodded happily, "Thank you, mother." She

said that, and quickly let go of the book to read.

In fact, she is not illiterate, as if she has just forgotten, as long as she looks at it a few times, she can recognize it.

Aunt Zhou put the chicken soup on the table and hurriedly pulled it to eat together.

Du Bangchun carefully put away the recipe, picked up the chopsticks and ate a piece of chicken in the bowl.

Zhou Ruiyuan and Zhou Zhao sat down together, and soon there were laughter and laughter in the Zhou family's hut one after another.

At the same time, inside the Imperial Palace of the capital.

A woman in a bright yellow wide-sleeved skirt leans on a couch and eats bird's nest.

The little palace maid on the side bowed her head and said, "Niangniang, the emperor can't come today." "

Not coming?!" the woman held the spoon in her hand and looked at the little palace maid with a displeased expression.

The little palace maid hurriedly knelt down and said, "Niangniang, the emperor went to Concubine Ru's palace again tonight." "

Concubine Ru is the new concubine sent into the palace by the third prince some time ago, I heard that she is a singer from a neighboring country, although she looks like a country and a city, but she has a five-or six-point resemblance to the previous queen Lu.

Concubine Wu Guifei is now pregnant and can't sleep, and Concubine Ru, who looks similar to the former queen, is unknowingly favored by the emperor.

Wu Guifei was so angry that she smashed the bird's nest in her hand, "This third prince just can't get along with me, knowing that the emperor is still thinking about that slut, he sent me a woman who looks similar to a slut!"

The little palace maid lowered her head and didn't dare to reply.

Wu Guifei got up, held her five- or six-month-old belly, and said ruthlessly: "Don't worry, I can't be in a hurry, when I give birth to the prince, it's not too late to kill the third prince!"

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like