Variety Film and Television: Starting from the Legend of Zhen Huan

"Today, Sister Qingying's position is a bit inappropriate." Gao Xiyue took a sip of tea in the cup and called her sister, but her attitude was not very affectionate.

She slept soundly. Since Qingying provoked her, I hope Qingying won't regret today's decision.

Everyone stopped talking for a while. They did not dare and were not qualified to interrupt the conversation between the two.

"I don't think so. I'm just inviting my sisters to say a few words of appreciation. It's not a greeting. Why should we follow the rules about seating?" Qingying's voice was light, inexplicably a little more like a direct descendant of Fujin. attitude.

"Rules?" Gao Xiyue twisted the word twice and said, "Look at my memory, I almost forgot...Qing Fujin is the most unruly person, so naturally he doesn't care about rules."

When Gao Xiyue said this, Qingying's face suddenly turned ugly. Qing Lengrui's eyes suddenly glanced at Qingying's face, and she felt relieved.

People in the mansion said that Qing Fujin was as pale as a chrysanthemum, with a slightly colder temper and a good heart. However, from her perspective, she was aloof and looked down on "low-class people" like her for clinging to the prince.

What's wrong with her, what's wrong with wanting to climb up the ladder with the prince's favor? If Qingying was of her background, could she do better than her? Why do you secretly laugh at her as someone who used dirty means to get into power?

Gao Xiyue ignored Qingying completely and continued.

"If it's just a small talk, why did Ah Ruo invite me here like force? I sent Mo Xin to Yufu Pavilion to ask for leave this morning. I was tortured by the prince yesterday, and I will be tortured by my sister today. Sister, I Ah, I really feel sore in my waist and back, and even thinking of lying on the bed for a while has become a luxury."

If you take a closer look, you will see a hint of green in Qingying's eyes that even makeup can't cover up. She really is in love.

Qingying suppressed her displeasure and smiled, with a somewhat uneasy expression on her face, "It's true that my sister didn't think carefully about this matter. She thought that she usually doesn't like to talk to her sisters, so she would be bored staying in the house."

Qingying sighed from the bottom of her heart, why did she listen to Ah Ruo's slander, and thought about getting the power of housekeeper to convince these people, but she didn't expect that Gao Xiyue's mouth was really powerful.

Fujin was ill, and the power of housekeeping fell into her hands for the time being. Logically speaking, she did not need to ask for permission, and she was indeed in the wrong.

Gao Xiyue's sudden output stunned the people sitting in the seats. The two of them were so incompatible with each other.

They secretly considered which party they should work for in the future. It seemed that as long as they chose Qingying, they would offend Fujin and Yue Fujin.

Gao Xiyue didn't say anything, and left Qingying aside, as if to show off, gently stroking the silver-plated emerald butterfly hairpin on her head.

Seeing that Gao Xiyue had the upper hand in the argument just now, Qing Lengrui looked at Gao Xiyue's clothes and jewelry and smiled faintly, "The hairpin on Sister Yue's head is really exquisite and unique, especially the jadeite on it is very transparent."

"Sister, I don't know. This hairpin was personally appreciated by the prince. The head of this hairpin is carefully carved out of jadeite to create a lifelike butterfly. Its wings are as thin as cicada wings, and its emerald color is unique in the world."

Su Gege took over Qing Lengrui's words. She had been in the hospital for half a year, and several people had figured out Yue Fujin's temperament. This Yue Fujin just liked others to praise her, no matter how grandiose she was, it didn't matter.

Gao Xiyue listened to others' compliments and smiled, "It's not as good as the sisters said, it's just a hairpin."

Xingyue said close to Qingying's ear, "Master, Fujin has come to Yufu Pavilion, he's at the door."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a figure outside the door, "Greetings to Fujin." Everyone respectfully said hello.

Fucha Langya looked at Qingying, who was living in the main seat, with a flash of surprise. The dignified and virtuous expression on her face almost lost its balance. She was not dead yet, so why did Qingying act like his legitimate wife?

Then he glanced at Gao Xiyue. Gao Xiyue immediately understood what Fucha Langhua meant and cleared her voice.

"Sister Qingying, although it is just a small talk, Fujin is here. Is it too overstepping for my sister to sit in this position?"

Qingying stood up with a sneer on her face and gave up her seat to Fujin. After seeing the current situation clearly, everyone moved down a seat so that Qingying could sit down.

"When I saw Sister Qingying today, her face looked haggard. It was different from that bright and beautiful day." After Fucha Langhua's illness, she didn't even want to maintain the previous harmony.

Qingying didn't understand what Fucha Langya meant for a while. She kept thinking about the day when the last meeting was. Then her thoughts changed and she realized it was the day when her second elder brother passed away. She didn't expect Fujin to remember it for so long. .

She really didn't mean it. Besides, Hongli didn't punish her. Hongli was unwilling to pursue this matter, so why would Fujin bother her?

"Yesterday, I checked the ledger and rested too late, which made Fujin worried." Qingying's voice was gentle.

But everyone with a clear eye now knew what was going on. Fujin just wanted to see her joke.

Qingying mentioned the account book, and Fucha Langya's eyes lit up, "Thanks to my sister for helping Ben Fujin read the account book these days, he should be tired after looking at the account book for so long. Now Ben Fujin's illnesses have all been cured, and his health has improved a lot. There’s no need to trouble Sister Qingying.”

Qingying originally thought that Fucha Langhua was just passing by and took a look at her, but she didn't expect that she was eyeing the housekeeper's power in her hands.

Looking at the exaggerated makeup on Fucha Langhua's face, and the paleness on her face, I thought of Fucha Langhua's hidden malice ever since she entered the house.

"What Fujin said is that when I report to the prince today, I will give you all the account books and seals."

After Qingying finished speaking, Fucha Langya, although she didn't like Qingying's behavior in her heart, she still smiled forcefully on the surface. Why bother to do this when everyone is clearly in front of Qingying?

"There is also the matter of my eldest brother's first birthday. I have asked the prince, and the prince said that it will be a big deal. He has already finalized the details with me, saying that I will be fully responsible for it." Qingying continued.

The eldest brother's first birthday party was in May, and it was not unusual to have it finalized in March. The bad thing was that not long after the second brother's death, the prince said he wanted to make it a grand event, and the person in charge was Qingying, the narrow-minded Fu Chalang. Hua is probably going to be very angry.

"You are attentive. It is normal for the prince to let you practice. Fujin will not care about the eldest brother's first birthday party. After all, it is the eldest brother's first birthday party. You can ask Ying Gege more about it." Fucha Langhuaqiang I endured it without having an attack.

Fucha Xuying half-knelt on the ground and said gratefully, "Fujin and Qing Fujin's thoughts are deeply felt in my heart. Qing Fujin attaches so much importance to my eldest brother's first birthday party, and I am deeply grateful."

"How is the eldest brother's health?"

"When we go back to Fujin, my eldest brother's body is already weak. It took me a year of intensive care to get better." Fucha Xuying lowered his eyes sadly, with hatred deep in his eyes.

"Sit down. You are a meritorious person for giving birth to the eldest brother for the prince. There is no need to say thank you. There are few children in the prince's palace. You sisters should work harder and share the worries for the prince."

Everyone responded in a dull voice, wondering secretly in their hearts. Although there was obviously no problem with their own health, and there was no problem with the prince's body, why was it that no one in the palace was pregnant?

At this point, when it came to the children, everyone had nothing to talk about and everyone dispersed.