37 years old, I became a harem concubine

The cat ate so much that it buried its chubby face in the bowl, and occasionally raised its head to meow at Shen Huan, which fascinated Shen Huan so much that it added dried fish a few times.

Seeing that he wanted to take it again, the nanny hurriedly stopped: "If you eat such a big cat, it will burst your stomach if you eat it again."

Shen Huan just gave up.

Let Qingzi scoop a few scoops of cold water into the pot, and carry the steamer to the yard. There are already two stools set up in the yard. The rice cakes are placed in a row on the white cloth.

"The weather is still going on these two days, and it will dry up after three to five days of blowing. If you want to eat it in the future, roast it in the fire, or fry it in oil. It will be soft and fragrant."

The rice cakes just taken out of the steamer were so hot that the hands of the three of them were red, and they had to blow cold air if they grabbed one or two.

But thinking that this is a snack in the cold weather, there is a smile on his face.

Shen Huan clasped her ears with her hands, feeling particularly fulfilled: "After six days, let him order some hazelnuts, walnuts, and pine nuts, as well as charcoal fires. I need to stock up some more. This winter seems to be colder than previous years."

"It's time to start making winter clothes," Haruko said.

Shen Huan's close-fitting clothes are all made by Qingzi, and the clothes outside are all sent by Nishang Pavilion. Now I am afraid that the people of Nishang Pavilion can't get in, so I have to do it myself.

Shen Huan nodded: "Then buy some cotton and cloth. The color should be brighter. Don't buy anything green or brown."

"Then make a cloak for the wife."

"I don't see anyone, what kind of cloak are you doing?"

"As a wife, there is no one who doesn't wear a cloak." Qingzi felt that his wife couldn't stay here for a lifetime, and she couldn't wear poor clothes when she went out.

Shen Huan waved her hand: "My surname is Shen, and their surname is Chen. They can't be a family."

After 20 years of getting along, it is impossible to say that Chen Fangyue was not impressed by Chen Fangyue's kindness.

But Shen Huan could tell clearly that his slight emotion towards Chen Fangyue was at most gratitude and family affection, love, love is absolutely impossible.

Now that little bit of gratitude and affection is gone.

When Yan Shi and Aunt Zhou came in, they heard Shen Huan's words.

Looking at the dilapidated small Buddhist hall again, Yan Shi stepped up a few big steps, and grabbed Shen Huan's hand eagerly: "My wife is suffering, and my daughter-in-law is not filial. I just found a chance to visit you now."

Yan's nose was full of snot and tears, and people who didn't know her true feelings thought Shen Huan was her mother.

Shen Huan, who was suddenly pulled by her hand, looked at her tearful face, pulled her hand out of her hand very unaccustomed, and looked at Zhou Lan behind her.

Compared with the first time the two met, Zhou Lan was still so beautiful, but she wore her wife's hair in a bun and wore a peach red bijia and a horse-face skirt, which could be called a more charming person than a flower.

She seemed a little embarrassed, she lowered her head and handed the eldest bag in her hand to Qingzi: "Concubine... I have no face to see my wife."

It was Shen Huan's decision to enter Chen's mansion, and she came in in the name of teaching the three girls in the family to be drafted the rules. Who knew that she got mixed up with Chen Ping and raised her as an aunt.

It's not that no one in the mansion is making irresponsible remarks, saying that Shen Huan stuffed women in his son's room in a different way.

Conscience of heaven and earth, how did Shen Huan know that these things would happen later, he might as well sleep more when he has that time.

His tone was light: "There is nothing shameful, as long as you think it's worth it and don't regret it, that's fine."

"Come in, Haruko boils a pot of water and makes tea."

Shen Huan followed the nanny, Yan Shi and Zhou Lan followed, and the four of them entered the house one after another.

There are only two rooms in the small Buddhist hall, one with Buddha statues, and the other as a wing room, where Shen Huan, the nanny, and Qingzi all slept in the wing room.

As soon as Yan Shi and Zhou Lan entered, they couldn't believe that Shen Huan lived here, and they forgot to lift their feet.

Shen Huan sat at the table with a foot missing and a large crack in the middle of the table, looking at the two people standing at the threshold: "Come in quickly, Qingzi will bring water later, don't burn you. "

Yan Shi really cried this time, her two thick eyebrows twisted into twists: "I'm going to find my father, how can I lock my wife in this kind of place, you are a noble person with golden branches and jade leaves, this... these are all What a mess!"

Shen Huan, who was pulled by her hand again, did not pull her hand this time: "Don't breathe so hard, look at the chair you are sitting on, if you breathe again, it will go away."

Yan's body stiffened instantly, and she bent over to look at the stool under her buttocks. Sure enough, there were traces of simple repairs on her feet, and she let out a scream of "squeak" following her movements.

"Oh my wife!"

Yan Shi didn't dare to move.

She has such a big body, how can she fall down.

Zhou Lan didn't expect such a development at all, and grabbed her shoulders on both sides.

Shen Huan didn't want to tease her either, but there were several stools beside her, and she chose the worst one, and she sat on it so fast that he couldn't stop him even if he wanted to.

Seeing that her face was blushing, Shen Huan hurriedly asked the nanny to change it for her.

After sitting on the new stool, Yan Shi finally took a deep breath. Suddenly, she saw that she was still holding Shen Huan's hand.

Shen Huan's skin is fair, her wrists are slender, and her ten fingers are slender, just like jade carvings, and she is a bit fat, not too fair hands placed together...

Yan's hand gently touched Shen Huan's.

He touched it again with unsatisfied interest.

"Snapped--"

Shen Huan patted her mischievous hand, and sat upright in the style of an elder, with her fingers tucked into her sleeves, only a little fingertips exposed.

Seeing Shen Huan's eyes, Yan smiled honestly, and put her hand under the table honestly.

Suddenly she stretched out her hand to untie the burden she brought, "I didn't expect it to be like this when I came here. I'm afraid it's a little too little to say. My wife will use it first, and my daughter-in-law will come to see you in a few days. Tell me what you want to use." .”

While talking, she took out things. There were two boxes of pastries, two sets of neatly folded winter clothes, and some bottles and cans.

Shen Huan saw the notes on the bottles and cans, which were all commonly used pills to treat cold and headache.

Feeling the small letters on the bottles and cans, Shen Huan felt warm in her heart: "You have a heart."

After hearing this sentence, Yan Shi felt that she was light and light: "It's not worth anything, as long as the wife is more comfortable, the daughter-in-law is sweeter than eating honey."

She looks honest, and when she gets fat, she becomes even more honest. Shen Huan was so sweet by her casual words, as if they were pulled out of her heart.

However, he likes such nice words~

Her posture softened a little, and the corners of her eyes and brows showed a little unconscious intimacy. Shen Huan asked about Chen Tingfang who had entered the palace.

Only then did I know that Chen Tingfang, who had been in the palace for three months, hadn't heard anything yet, but Chen Miaoyi, who had been sealed as a nobleman, had some news. I heard that she slept behind the Mongolian army banner Borzigit Sanglan, who overwhelmed her grandfather. Fu's Wu Rui has one head.

As soon as she mentioned her daughter, Yan's face showed sorrow: "This didn't enter the palace, even in a dream, it was the two sisters entering the palace, so let me win."

"You can enter the palace..."

"To tell you the truth, madam, I... I... regret it."

The corners of Yan's eyes were a little watery: "Daughter-in-law has no future in this life, so I have to make movies with these two girls. Although they have been beaten and scolded, they crawled out of daughter-in-law's stomach. No matter how close others are, they can't get past them."

"But now, I'm afraid I won't see Tingfang for the rest of my life."

Zhou Lan comforted her from the side: "Second Madam, relax, although the rules in the palace are a little stricter, but the queen is tolerant to others, and the people below dare not neglect the young master of the palace easily. With the temperament of the young master Tingfang, she will be able to settle down." Safe and secure."

Yan Shi just grasped a little hope and looked at Zhou Lan: "I hope that as you said, I don't ask her to shine on the lintel, as long as it is safe and sound, it will be done."

Speaking of this, Zhou Lan also took out the things she brought. She made two pairs of winter shoes for Shen Huan. The pea green uppers were embroidered with calamus, and a layer of rabbit fur was sewn inside the shoes. Warm and soft.

Shen Huan knew the goods, holding the shoes in her hand, she couldn't help but marvel: "What a clever job, it must have taken a lot of time, but are your eyes tired?"

Zhou Lan smiled shyly: "Thanks to the old lady who doesn't dislike making rough benzene, I'm used to the job, and it won't take long. If you wear comfortable clothes, I'll make you a few more pairs."

Shen Huan shook her head: "No."

"If the eyes can burn less, the less it will be, and you will know how powerful it is when you get older."

It happened that Haruko came to boil water, and when she entered the door, she saw the things on the table, and she was very impressed with this pair of shoes: "These shoes are really well made!"

She is also an expert in this field, and she can better see the doorway inside. If it were herself, Haruko couldn't say that she did a better job than this.

While making tea, she said: "The maidservant steamed the rice by the way, the second wife, Aunt Zhou, can have lunch here."

The old lady was placed under house arrest in a disguised form by the master's order, and both of them came here secretly, so how could it be possible to eat here openly.

Haruko said this strangely.

Zhou Lan is a smart person, knowing that there are some words that she can't listen to, so she stood up and said goodbye to Shen Huan.

As soon as she left, the atmosphere in the room became a little tense, and Yan's face was anxious: "Madam, that self-made girl next to me, Chun Equinox, fell into the pond and drowned the night before yesterday."

Yan Shi is still afraid even now, she spent a long time on the spring equinox girl, and she panicked when a living person died as soon as he said he would die.

Shen Huan frowned: "Do you still know who she dismissed before she was alive?"

"That girl yells so much that she can chat with anyone. I asked the maid who lived in the same room with her and the servants she made friends with, and they all said there was nothing unusual."

"However, I took someone to search the house where she lived and found this."

Yan took out a delicate and small jade flower, and Shen Huan took a look at it with her fingertips: "This should be a scrap of jewelry that fell off, and this jade is not something that a maid can afford."

Yuhua is warm and moist to the touch, and the head of the water is excellent. Only a few masters can afford it in the house.

Even though Shen Huan had been prepared for a long time, she was a little chilled by this unknown person who killed two people in a row just to keep her mouth shut.

Yan Shi was also afraid, and was so anxious that she didn't know what to do: "Madam, it's too dangerous for you to live here alone, or else, just give in to the master..."

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