Concubine Wuning

He Qing's eyes widened sleepily, and happened to see a long braid hanging down from the person who came in bending over.

Above is the hair rope she braided.

It's quite satisfactory, it can't be said to be good-looking, but it's barely ugly, and He Qing can spot it at a glance.It was a little funny in my heart, and I turned my head warmly.The carriage was originally made by He Qing, and Ge Ge's rank is limited.Many things are obtained by myself, try to install them warmly, so as not to sit too cold in winter.But also because of this, once the small carriage was jammed, after the fourth elder brother sat down, there was always something not enough.

He Qing looked at the fourth elder brother who lowered his head slightly, just looking at the delicate facial features, "Why is the fourth master here?"

The fourth elder brother's delicate features are usually contradicted by his shocking aura, and few people have carefully looked at his facial features.Speaking of it, the fourth elder brother still looks a lot like Concubine De.

"Just entered the palace, just happened to meet." Fourth elder brother said lightly, He Qing stared at fourth elder brother's slightly red ear, pursed his lips and smiled, and nodded obediently, "That's really a coincidence. "

The fourth elder brother's face was indifferent, without any change.San'er and others were all driven away by the fourth elder brother, and He Qing came back to his senses, "The fourth master entered the palace, but in a carriage?"

"Yeah." The fourth elder brother said for a while, then looked down at He Qing, "It's windy outside, so I won't let your mother and son go down to blow the air."

It was warm in the carriage, and it was unavoidable to go down and blow some air.He Qing cuddled tightly in her heart, and put Hong Yan in the arms of the fourth elder brother, "Please hold me for a while, my hands are numb."

The fourth elder brother has carried many children, and now he is very familiar with it, and his hands fully reflect the advantages of long and strong hands.It's just right casually, and it's very easy to put it in the waist.The fourth elder brother is tall and tall, and it is a bit difficult to sit in the pony carriage. He can't sit upright as before, and his legs and feet are bent a little, which is just right and not strenuous.Holding it with one hand, it's more like a casual throw, to prevent the child from getting out.

Look, very interesting.

He Qing tilted her head to look at it for a while, and felt a little dizzy.He simply put the blanket over the two of them, tilted his body, and leaned against the fourth elder brother to take a nap.

The fourth elder brother looked down at the swaddling baby that moved twice, and gently lifted it away a little, revealing a flushed little face.The phoenix eyes are staring at the almond eyes, unable to tell who is older and who is younger, they are silent and motionless.

When he got to the side door of the east courtyard, his body was numb.He Qing really squinted for a moment, wrapped herself in a crane cloak refreshed, and got out of the carriage reluctantly with her neck curled up.San'er and Lan Ying stood at the door and hugged Hong Zhe.The fourth elder brother gave He Qing a gauntlet behind his back, looked at the carriage twice, lowered his head, "Let Liu Fu change a carriage for you later."

Seeing that the fourth elder brother looked serious, He Qing nodded with a smile.

Only then was the fourth elder brother satisfied, and turned his head and walked in.He Qing followed fourth elder brother in small steps, "What would fourth master want to eat?"

When He Qing wanted to keep the fourth elder brother, she always asked what to eat.The fourth elder brother actually felt a little itchy in his ears, turned his head to see He Qing raised his head slightly, looking at him with watery eyes.It was also very similar to the small eyes that had just stared at each other, so he couldn't help but hummed in a deep voice, "You can just tell me."

The cook in the east yard has been arranged by Commander He Qing to become his own small kitchen.Three meals a day, serving more diligently than the fourth elder brother.It turns out that she has children, and if she becomes a side Fujin, it's okay to hack a small kitchen.But seeing that He Qing behaved so naturally, and thought he was used to the cook's skills, the fourth elder brother thought to himself and didn't mention this matter again.

It's just that, after being promoted to the side Fujin, the monthly salary and food have also increased a lot.

He Qing ate light and nutritious food dryly for a month, got the order of the fourth elder brother, and happily called Luo Mama, "Mama Luo is going to start the pot, and bring all the fresh vegetables and meat, and there is a lot of food in the back yard. Yes, you can also pick some and put them in the pot!"

Thinking about the hot pot, He Qing felt his mouth was full of hunger.Her mouth was so weak that she couldn't bear it long ago, especially a glutton who hardly tabooed, if it wasn't for the sake of her children and her body, she would never have been able to endure such a cruel punishment!

Although He Qing didn't say what was in her heart, but looking at those green eyes, she knew how uncomfortable she was.The fourth elder brother narrowed his eyes and looked at He Qingyu's tender face, and said leisurely, "You just came out, can you still eat spicy food?"

He Qing glanced at the fourth elder brother, hehehe hesitated again and never moved away from Nanny Luo.He lowered his head aggrieved and did not speak.Although he bowed his head and pretended to be pitiful, it was impossible to fish in troubled waters.There are pots, but those spicy soups, don’t even think about eating those that are too bloody.

San'er brought the freshly cooked light fish porridge, let He Qing nourish his stomach first, and after He Qing was half full, Si elder brother even kindly put down two balls among the many mutton meat.After the mutton was boiled in the pot, I got up. The fourth prince bowed his head and took a bite. It was so hot that his ears turned red immediately.

He Qing looked desperately greedy, but the fourth elder brother intentionally put the hot thin mutton into his mouth, it tasted rich in aroma, he couldn't stop holding it, and turned his head to kindly remind him, "Just wait. Maruko will have to wait a while."

Mutton is too embarrassing, and it is said to be a blood-invigorating thing.Now that He Qing is just out of confinement and still recovering, naturally she can't eat this kind of food.The fourth elder brother generously let He Qing eat whatever he wanted, but ended up making wedding dresses for others, what a sad situation!He Qing lowered his head, took a sip of the so-called milk tea sullenly, tilted his head and stared greedily at the fourth brother's mouth like that, with a dazed expression.

The fourth elder brother had a cheeky face, even He Qing's eyes were full of thunder, and he was quite calm and calm.

After a full meal, He Qing was very tired from eating, the fishy smell on his mouth somehow seemed to be getting better and then it seemed to be getting weaker.I can't tell the good from the bad, but I ate a lot of vegetables, which can be regarded as a supplement to comfort myself.He Qing put down the silver chopsticks, and the fourth elder brother who was eating in full swing, and hugged Hong Zhe instead, secretly feeding her milk.

He Qing suppressed his anger secretly by himself, and the fourth elder brother was very funny about it, but he didn't go to comfort him anymore.I went back to the study to take a shower to wash off the smell on my body, deal with the memorial, and went to the household department to do errands, very diligent.

Regarding this scene, Nanny Luo was overjoyed.But He Qing was gloomy, obediently living a slightly better life than confinement.For this reason, He Qing went to find Mrs. Song a few times, asked San'er to pester her to deliver things, and wrote some doggerel.In order to make Mrs. Song feel free from any grievances, and to be simple and clear, I wrote it in a few lazy moments.

Snowflakes are falling on the skylight, and the stove in front of the bed is cold, and I feel hungry, and I want you and me again.

Mammy Jiang read easy-to-understand doggerel to Mrs. Song, but she was neither organized nor talented.Not to mention He Qing's thick-skinned braggadocio in the past, who has a poetic and literary spirit, which made Song dumbfound whether to laugh or cry, "This girl has been pampered and her temper has not restrained. She has been cold for a few days, and her temper has become even higher!"

Jiang Nanny smiled, thinking that it was because Luo Nanny was too polite and pampered.

But such a temperament is not bad.Song shi treasured the paper and put it away, thinking that he would make He Qing look good in the future, and when San'er came again, He Qing waited eagerly for the right owner.

Mrs. Song walked in front, Yingluo was carrying a small basket in her hand, He Qing was standing by the window, and she could still see San'er next to Mrs. Song, dutifully and constantly talking about something.He Qing turned her head to the side, and looked carefully at San'er frowning, with a look of earnestness and hard work.However, Mrs. Song was still smiling, but her eyes were looking straight ahead. She didn't know what San'er could say, so Mrs. Song listened to her all the way.

He Qing hugged Hong Zhe and sat on one side.When Mrs. Song came in, He Qing looked surprised, stood up and said with a smile, "Why is Sister Song here?"

"Greetings to Fang Fujin, Fang Fujin Jin'an." Song's smiling face paused, and sideways did not want to be called, but instead bowed to Fu, "You can't call Fangfujin sister."

He Qing frowned, disapproving, "But you were originally older than me, and entered the house first. Now, it's the other way around, and I don't feel comfortable. How about this, the two of you don't have to be too particular about it in private, and I'll call you Mrs. Song when you go out. how?"

The nature of calling people's surnames is different.For example, strangers, or already acquainted, if you are not close to people, you can't call them by their surnames like this.He Qing shouted generously outside, at least it didn't mean that after being promoted, she would look down on her original sisters.Song naturally accepted such words, "This is naturally good."

"Take a seat." He Qing patted the seat beside her, but her eyes were on the basket in Yingluo's hand.

Yingluo put the basket in front of Mrs. Song, and before she could sit down, Mrs. Song also lifted the cloth from her face, "It's very cold outside, I'm afraid the needles and threads will be cold." Faintly floating snowflakes.

He Qing stared, seeing that a large roll of thread was supporting the entire basket, and the rest were some miscellaneous needlepoint cloth strips. It seemed that there was no female red at the beginning, let alone the good things she thought.Song looked at He Qing in disbelief with amused expression, and felt lost. She even wanted to fiddle with what she was trying to find inside, and said, "This needle and thread haven't been opened yet, what does sister want to do?"

Song Shi pursed her lips, trying not to expose He Qing's remaining shame, and threw a ball of thread to He Qing solemnly, "I'm using a long needle to make a close-fitting knee pad, and I'll sew it on after I get the fur, but It couldn't be better."

Women are afraid of the cold, and Song can be regarded as killing time for himself.He Qing was touching her elbow, it was too cold, too much wind would cause red bumps on her joints, He Qing was also afraid that she would not be able to do it now, so she was about to ask for one, but heard a commotion outside.

Vaguely, it seems that someone is still coming to report.