Queen Flower

Time flies, and spring is blooming. She has been in this mansion for almost a month, and Jiang Lan has never had her menstrual period. It seems that the red soup is very effective for her, completely cutting off her hope of giving birth. She is nothing, without the troubles of women every month, she should not be too happy, she was still worried about this equipment problem, but now it is done once and for all. However, the eyes of everyone looking at her became more and more sympathetic, and everyone's attitude towards her became better.

Jiang Lan also searched all the places that could be found, but found nothing. It seems that you can't sway around the hostess. It is possible for any sister, concubine, and son to be around, and maybe there is a secret room or something, depending on the value of this golden leaf. Just when she was thinking about how to make a move, Shen Qun, the owner of the Shen residence who had returned to Beijing to report her work, came back.

In recent days, she has felt the difference in the atmosphere in the mansion. Chu Huaiyu was in high spirits and beat everyone. Early in the morning, they were lining up to listen to the training, when someone urgently reported, "Master Hou is back, he is on his way, and he will be there in a moment."

With a smile on her face, Chu Huaiyu hurriedly waved her hand to let everyone back down, got up and dressed up.

After all the fuss, everyone stood at the door to welcome the arrival of the host. Jiang Lan hid behind the people, and glanced over each of them, and saw Chu Huaiyu dressed in red, with a flying fairy bun, large golden peony, and a red jade forehead and earrings, her face full of joy. , on the left stood the newly-dressed and cute Shen Lian, on the right stood Liu Shi who was dressed in pale green, and in front of him was a boy of six or seven years old. In front of Jiang Lan were Hong Ling and Jin Zhi. What made her stunned was that the two also went back and changed into eye-catching clothes. Regardless of the weather in early spring, it was a thin spring shirt, a graceful figure, and a face full of spring. This is because he thinks he didn't die fast enough, but Jiang Lan noticed that just now Chu Huaiyu's eyes shot a number of knives. Jiang Lan lowered her eyes and stood obediently behind all the beauties in costumes. She wished that no one would pay attention to her, so that she could fish in troubled waters.

Seeing a group of chariots and horses approaching, the first one was tall and thin, sitting on a tall, mighty burgundy horse that galloped fast. Jiang Lan originally thought that he would see a brave soldier figure, after all, he was a prefect, a figure caught by both the military and the government. But I didn't want this Marquis to look very young, but twenty-seven, and full of anger on Facebook. His complexion was fine and white, his expression was gentle, he had a refined style, and he seemed to talk well. Behind him, there was a man in his early 40s, sitting steadily on the horse with cold eyes. As soon as Jiang Lan saw him, he felt the chill in this man, no doubt, this is definitely a hidden martial arts master. She paused on him for a while, and saw the man's eyes swept through the crowd towards her, Jiang Lan quickly lowered her head, thinking about how bad this is, and someone who is capable, she will be able to travel at night in the future. There is going to be trouble.

Jiang Lan listened to the happy voices in her ears, surrounded by everyone, Shen Qun entered the inner palace, then changed her clothes and came out to talk to the waiting wives and children. Compared with the joy of those women, Jiang Lan was much quieter. She stood at the end, bowing her head slightly and saying nothing.

Shen Qun and Chu Huaiyu said a few words, then glanced at the three newly-arrived rooms, paused slightly on Hong Ling's face, and looked at Liu Shi and his only son on the side. He just nodded slightly, and Liu's mother and son were excited.

"Jiang Feng, bring the tea, how about you try this year's new tea?" Chu Huaiyu said suddenly.

Jiang Lan felt depressed, she didn't provoke anyone, she wanted to disappear, how could this mistress not let her go, how did she know what new good tea was available. But having said that, she still saluted and exited the hall door. When she arrived at the door, Caixia handed the tray with two cups of hot tea into her hand. She hurriedly entered the door, bowed her head and knelt down and put the teacup on the table.

Everyone's eyes turned to the woman who was half-kneeling and serving tea. She was wearing a blue-gray dress, the color was not bright, her hair was black but messy, but her figure was graceful and pitiful, and a pair of green jade hands held up the blue and white flowers. The teacup, with the tips of ten fingers, the skin is actually softer and smoother than the body of the cup, with a lustrous glow, like a blooming snow lotus. Shen Qun glanced at the hands, took a sip of the tea, and praised Chu Huaiyu: "It's really good tea." Out of the corner of his eyes, he glanced at Jiang Lan, smiled tenderly, and Jiang Lan was terrified.

Chu Huaiyu nodded, smiling like a spring breeze, she also glanced at Jiang Lan and asked her to step aside. She has always known Shen Qun's preferences. Although she has been married to her for four years, she is also gentle and affectionate with herself. Even if she has no children, she will no longer take concubines. And this Jiang Feng, except for the face, is all Shen Qun likes, his body is enchanting, his skin is whiter than snow, and his hands are slender. This girl is naturally beautiful but can't give birth, and she has no peerless appearance, and her brain is not smart enough to completely captivate people. Her mother really gave the right person this time.

Jiang Lan stood aside, scolding her pig head in her heart. Could it be that she made him look right? Could it be that he had tossed for a long time and still fell into Chu Huaiyu's arms? Jiang Lan, Jiang Lan, why are you so careless? You should pretend to be sick in bed today. She, the idiot Xiaobai with zero housekeeping index, can't get along in this house. Jiang Lan finally knew why this was the third task, not the first one. It is precisely because the house seems to be calm, but it is actually a vast sea, and the undercurrent of waves is always hidden underwater. Compared with the open swords and dark spears in the martial arts, the mental skills here are more difficult to deal with.

Jiang Lan and the others finally withdrew, leaving their husband and wife alone. Jin Zhi looked at her with envy on her face, and Hong Ling's eyes could not wait to stare her to death. Only Jiang Lan sighed in her heart, she decided that if she really got a job one day, she would quit. She didn't believe it anymore. Could it be that she couldn't enter the mansion except for the identity of Tongfang? Now she has a good grasp of this mansion. If she can't get in in the bright, then it's in the dark. It's a big deal to be a gentleman on Liang Shang's night visiting the Hou mansion every night.

But, how to deal with that martial arts master? Jiang Lan clutched his head and was half-dead. Jin Zhi thought she was worrying about Sunflower Water, so she secretly said to her: "Don't worry, now you have the right eye from Lord Hou, then you can ask Lord Hou to find you a doctor, take care of it, and point out Maybe it'll be fine. When you are pregnant, the hard days will be over." She looked at Jiang Lan with envy on her face, and was really happy for her.

"Why can't I do it? Sigh." Jin Zhi's face darkened, "I'm not as pretty as Hong Ling, and I don't have your wife's favor, what can I do?" Suddenly she became happy again, "Look, Hou How good-looking the grandfather is, and so gentle to the wife."

Jiang Lan was watching her perform in a one-man show. She didn't know what to say. He hesitated for a long time and asked, "If I have that opportunity, how will I find you?"

"Really?" Jin Zhi's face was full of excitement, and she became embarrassed again, "Can this help me? But it's good for you to help me." She thought happily, her face became shy, as if it had become real.

Jiang Lan threw herself on the bed and laughed heartily.