Scheming Husband Comes to Farm

It's just a fleeting glance, and Rong embroidery can see the woman's face. It's really lotus like face, willow like eyebrow. It's very beautiful and exciting. Such a beautiful woman, I'm afraid the identity is also very extraordinary, standing on the side of the waiting woman snorted: "my wife wants to drink your bird's nest porridge here, you don't quickly fill a bowl?"

"If you want me, I want it?" Rong embroidery smile: "everything comes first, then comes. So many people have not bought it. Why should I give it to you first?"

"You..." The woman suddenly changed her face: "it seems that you don't know my wife's identity, but she..." "Pillow jade, don't say it, you go and wait."

The people in the sedan chair seemed reasonable. Rong Xiu finally had a good impression on this man. She said with a smile: "that's right. Madam, I'm reasonable."

The woman named Zhenyu snorted and followed the crowd. I don't know how long it took to line up with the woman. Rong Xiu filled a bowl of bird's nest porridge, put it in the woman's hand, and asked for silver at the usual price.

"Madame, I'll bring it in for you." Zhenyu is very considerate to serve you here. Then saw a white jade general hand slowly stretched out, took over the porcelain bowl, and slowly took it back.

Obviously, the people in the sedan chair didn't want Zhenyu to serve him with congee, but the small sedan chair stopped here, and many people felt uncomfortable. They drank porridge in a hurry and left.

She was really curious about the identity of the people in the sedan chair. It was not very gorgeous to see the person's face, but it was not a common mediocre, and her slender fingers like jade onion. It was obvious that only a woman with good health could do so.

"This bird's nest porridge is delicious." The woman finally said: "even if compared with a treasure tower, it is no less than let go, but the best is this rice, which is the key to surpass Yibao tower."

The woman's tongue is so sensitive that Rong Xiu can't help admiring her.

If you want to be a good cook, the most basic thing is to have a good tongue. A keen sense of taste is helpful to master the essentials of cooking. Obviously, the people in the sedan chair are really capable. Rongxiu couldn't help laughing: "this lady has such a powerful tongue. I don't know who you are?"

"Can you ask for the name of our wife?" The maid snorted coldly.

Rong embroidery a face does not matter: "do not want to tell each other, do not say it, and what matters."

This actually made this woman very unaccustomed. In the past, everyone attached importance to the women in the sedan chair, but now Rongxiu doesn't pay any attention to these things.

"Pillow jade, don't be rude." "Let's go," the woman said slowly in the sedan chair

"Yes." Zhenyu had to pay homage to the people in the sedan chair.

"This man is a real showman." One side of the porridge people can not help but talk.

"Don't tell me, this man is a little like the lady Zhu." The old woman on one side suddenly seemed to think of something.

"How can it be? The lady Zhu has been in the palace for many years, and the woman is only about 30 years old. She has nothing to do with her." There are also people who disagree.

Rong Xiu looked at the small sedan chair, but she was quite curious. Her words and deeds were very generous, and she didn't care much. It was obviously a good family's upbringing. But she also saw that there was a mole of tear in the woman's eyes, which seemed to have a vague melancholy.

"I remember!" At the beginning, the old woman said, "I remember who this man was. Do you remember that when the lady Zhu came into the palace, she brought a sister with her. It is said that she was the youngest daughter of the Zhu family who brought her into the imperial capital."

"I said," Aunt Liu, do you think we are all your age? We are all young, where do we know all these things? "

It was obvious that the people in the sedan chair were losing interest. But Rong Xiu heard this in her heart. When she returned to Li's house in the evening, she would go to find Li Qinglin, but she didn't want to enter. Xiaomei stopped her and said, "Rong Xiu lady, we are not here. If you have anything, I will bring it to you."

This is not very pleasant to listen to, Rong embroidery then some curiously said: "where did Li Qinglin go?"

After Li Qinglin was a little drunk that day, Rongxiu felt that there was something indescribable between him and Li Qinglin. It was not the love between men and women. It was obvious that Li Qinglin also knew his past. It was inevitable that the two people would meet again. Rongxiu went out early and returned late, and did not meet much.

"Where did my childe go? Do you want to talk to your wife

"I really don't understand. It's not difficult for me to ask where your son is going. Why do you stop me and say such a thing? Do you feel happy if you make such a scene with me

"You are just a little servant girl, you can be difficult people to this point, I think you are usually not a reasonable person."

The little frown was dumbfounded for a moment, and then confessed: "why do you want to press me with Childe? You are just a fox in disguise."

Rong Xiu sneered and said, "if I'm really a fox and a tiger, I'd like you to run wild here? If Li Qinglin is back, what can he sayHer eyes were sharp, but she was scared to a little frown, and she could not help shivering. She had no choice but to say anything more: "the young master said that he would go to see an old man, and he would not come back at night..."

It's strange. I don't know who this old friend is. So Rong Xiu has to go back to her room first. After a little dishes, she goes to bed.

Until dawn, Rongxiu suddenly woke up, put on her clothes and got up to cook porridge. The aroma of firewood smoke slowly drifted out from under the stove, and the porridge in the pot was bubbling one by one, constantly rising, becoming delicate and soft. Looking at the rice blossoming one by one, Rong embroidery was quite comfortable.

Just as she was about to bring out the porridge, Li Qinglin came in. He seemed worried that the dust from the kitchen might stain his clothes, so he stood a little far away, but his face was somewhat embarrassed: "listen to the maid, you came to me last night?"

Rong embroidery face is melt smile: "yes, I want to ask you about a person."

She told Li Qinglin how she met the woman in the market. But Li Qinglin's face did not show any color, as if he had known the woman for a long time. Seeing Rong Xiu's deep doubts, he said with a smile, "it's a bit of a coincidence. Don't worry. The woman is not a villain, but my old friend."