Traveling through famine years, peasant girls hold space in their hands to store food

When the two arrived at the new house, Xiniang and the maid had just sent the sister-in-law into the new house.

Tiantian looked at the new house curiously.

"My servant has met the eldest and second young ladies." Xi Niang and the maids all leaned down and saluted.

"Get up, let's spend some time with my sister-in-law."

After saying that, the sisters came to stand next to Lu Jingyi.

"Sister-in-law, you must be exhausted. Let's chat with you to relieve your boredom."

Lu Jingyi was sitting beside the wedding bed, holding a red wedding fruit in her hand.

Lu Jingyi, who was under the hijab, felt happy when she heard it was the Qingqing sisters, and said softly, "Qingqing, I... I'm so nervous, it's great that you can come and talk to me."

"Pfft." The two sisters laughed. There was a hint of nervousness in their sister-in-law's trembling voice. The hand holding the fruit felt like it was about to squeeze out the sweet juice.

Lu Qingqing put her hand to her lips and chuckled, then turned around and asked Xi Niang if she could let go of the happy fruit.

But before Xi Niang could reply, she saw that her sister-in-law had already thrown the happy fruit on the bed.

"My palms are sweaty."

"Oh, my aunt, how did you treat Xi Guo..." Xi Niang muttered as she shook the embroidered handkerchief.

Lu Qingqing came to the rescue at this time. The Lu family didn't have much to do, so he asked his sister-in-law to relax. If she had to carry it like this all the time, she would collapse from exhaustion before her eldest brother came back.

"Alas! Alas! The eldest lady still feels sorry for her sister-in-law!" Xi Niang muttered and flattered her at the side.

Tiantian stepped forward and asked softly, "Sister-in-law, are you hungry? Do you want to eat a piece of pastry to cushion your stomach? It's still early."

Tiantian didn't ask if she was okay, but when asked, her stomach responded with a "gurgling" sound.

Lu Jingyi quickly reached out to touch her lower abdomen, her face flushed with embarrassment, but fortunately she had a hijab to block it.

Tiantian didn't wait for her sister-in-law to answer. She looked at each other and smiled, then came to the table and twisted a piece of pastry, then returned to the bed and stuffed the pastry into her sister-in-law's hand.

"Come on, sister-in-law, eat! Fill your stomach first."

Lu Jingyi's maid next to her thoughtfully poured a cup of tea for her master.

Lu Jingyi ate the pastries in small bites. The two sisters sat beside her and chatted with her, which relieved her nervousness a lot.

From time to time, the laughter of several people could be heard in the wedding room, and the maids and women passing by outside all had happy faces.

"My master is really lucky. Not only can I meet a good husband, but the relationship between my two sisters-in-law and my master is so harmonious."

"Who says it isn't?"

The guests in the front yard were all changing glasses, and it was very lively. Lu Anping was being drunk one cup after another by his colleagues, but the joy on his face never stopped.

Mr. Lu was extremely excited when he saw his grandson getting married today. In the past few years, he never thought that he would be able to see his granddaughter getting married.

It was very uncomfortable to chat with Yu Heng at the table while pushing glasses and changing glasses.

Chu Haochen came a little late during the dinner and never saw the figure who was thinking about it day and night.

Just after drinking a glass of wedding wine, Mo Er came to report that something happened in the city.

He quickly apologized to Lu Anping, explained a few words, then turned and left.

At this time, the housekeeper came to Lu Anping with a gift box in his arms. "Someone in front of the young master just sent a congratulatory gift. He said he was an old friend of the young lady and congratulated the young master on the new year."

"Can I ask who it is?" Lu Anping's face was slightly red at this time, but he was very sober and he said dumbly.

The housekeeper shook his head and said that the man didn't say anything, he just put down the gift and left.

Lu Anping frowned and looked at the gift box in confusion, asking him to put the things away first.

"Alas! I know this, old slave." After saying this, the butler turned and left.

Concubine De in the palace sent congratulatory gifts. Although she could not leave the palace at this time, she was still happy in her heart.

What Zang Lu Anping didn't expect was that even the Queen and Concubine Shu in the palace sent congratulatory gifts.

Compared to the bustling Lu Mansion, Mei Mansion was bleak, and roars could be heard from time to time in the study.

Let the servants outside avoid him.

"Bang" A fine Duan Inkstone was smashed to the ground by Prime Minister Mei.

The man in black was kneeling on his hands and knees, his head lowered, not daring to speak, and his back was wet with sweat.

"Asshole, bastard, you little bastard is trying to force me to show my true self."

The recent events have been one disaster after another. His son was deposed for no reason, and even the death of a daughter from the Wang family came to him to cry.

The concubine whom the Liu family beat to death happened to be the one they had arranged for

The people who entered the mansion unexpectedly were ruined by their damn guards!

"Whether he's dead or not dead, I still have to skin him."

At this moment, a figure in mysterious clothes flashed in from the door, and a silver mask came into view.

"Master Xiang, what's going on? Are you so angry?"

As he strode forward, he looked at the man in black kneeling at his feet and drove him out in a deep voice.

"You go down first."

Prime Minister Mei glanced at the man in black who bowed his head and exited the room, snorted coldly, but was not angry because of the masked man's overstep.

"Why are you back? How is the matter handled there?"

He walked slowly to the table and sat down, "Don't worry, Prime Minister, this time Xiao Zimo seems to be seeking revenge for what happened before."

Prime Minister Mei was not so optimistic. He stood in front of the window with his hands behind his hands, the cold light in his eyes getting stronger and stronger.

"You'd better be more cautious lately. I feel like that kid isn't just seeking revenge. I don't know if there's the emperor's hand behind it."

The mask obscured the expression of the masked man, but judging from the gloomy and slightly twinkling eyes, this man was also suspicious of this matter.

"And Concubine Mei, please comfort her, her mother..."

The masked man stood up and cupped his hands towards him, "Don't worry, Prime Minister, I'll go to the palace right now."

After saying that, he turned around and walked out of the study. The prime minister looked at the people who disappeared in the yard, his eyes flickering a few times.

The hand behind him has been touching the sea blue ring between his fingers.

The masked man left the Prime Minister's Mansion and headed straight towards the palace.

At this moment, Concubine Mei is lying in the palace, her eyes are swollen from crying, her younger brother has been deposed, and her mother...

The maid kneeling under the bed was persuading. "Mother, please get up and eat something. Your health is important. Besides, you are still pregnant."

Listening to the maid's words, Concubine Mei's tears fell like broken beads, sliding down the corners of her eyes onto the pillow.

A feeling of being hopeless.

"My dear, please stop crying. I'm going to give you a cup of tea." After saying that, the maid got up and walked outside.

Concubine Mei, who was lying on the bed, saw the tassels on the bed curtains shaking.

She widened her eyes, turned to look at the maid outside, and shouted in a hoarse voice, "You go down first. I want to rest for a while. If someone comes, I will say that I am unwell and have to rest."

The maid placed the tea cup on the square table in front of the window, then stepped out.

After hearing the sound of the door closing, Concubine Mei stood up and walked towards the dark room.