A tyrant develops a daily life

Chapter 143
On the carriage, Hui Ren persuaded her: "Princess, why don't you just give in to the prince? The prince didn't mean to make things difficult for you, he just wanted you to come back."

Gu Qingluan said lightly: "It's not intentional, so what is intentional? Want to use this method to force me to submit? It's just a dream!"

Huiren thought for a while: "Why don't you... don't worry about your son's marriage, let the prince handle it? It's his own son, and he will manage it very well."

Gu Qingluan snorted: "He dares to detain my things now, do you think he won't hold Xi'er's marriage?"

"This..." Huiren was dumbfounded. The prince is not the kind of person who loves to conflict with others in private. This time he was too anxious to reunite with the concubine so he chose the wrong method in a panic. You can tell by looking at Ms. Lin, that soft temper, how much the princess likes it, like the cannon like the nine princesses, the princess never looks straight at her.

This time, the prince made a mistake.

But then again, the prince has been holding the princess's things, and the princess can't get it out in a fair manner. It may be resolved by looking for the son, but how can a person as proud as the princess let his son know that he has been determined to die by that old man? Your ex-husband eats to death?
Huiren sighed, what should I do?

The carriage stopped outside the courtyard, and Huiren helped Gu Qingluan get off the carriage.

In order to keep the privacy of the residence, even Huiren was not allowed to come here, let alone other servants. Every morning, Murong Feng and Murong Jing could be seen sweeping the courtyard, and the meals were basically Murong Feng. To solve it, Gu Qingluan doesn't have to do anything, it is enough to practice calligraphy with Murong Jing and feed the fish.

Now that the crisis is over, it stands to reason that a few clever servants should be selected, but for some reason, no one has mentioned such a thing, as if tacitly, they do not want the tranquility of the family of three to be disturbed by too many outsiders.

"The servants are going to collect the clothes." Huiren said.

Gu Qingluan nodded, Huiren has been with her since she was ten years old, and to her, she is no different from her relatives.

Huiren went to the clothesline and put the three people's clothes into it respectively.

Gu Qingluan opened the curtain and entered the room. Murong Jing was asleep, and Murong Feng was wiping his body with gentle and familiar movements. It seemed that he did such things a lot.

Inexplicably, Gu Qingluan felt a softness in his heart, stepped forward, stretched out his hand and said, "Let me do it."

When Murong Feng saw her, he smiled slightly: "You're back? No, it'll be washed right away. Sit down."

Gu Qingluan stopped insisting and sat down on the chair beside the bed.

Murong Jing drank the medicine and fell into a deep sleep.

Gu Qingluan smiled wryly and said: "I often think, if you hadn't picked him up, what would have happened to him? Was he really taken away by a hungry wolf?" When she first heard the news, she complained Murong Feng felt that if he hadn't made a good idea, the child would have been found by King Jing, and their mother and child would not have been separated for so many years.But after thinking about it later, I found it impossible. King Jing's people were looking for her "corpse", so why not the emperor's people?If the emperor heard the cry of the baby, would he still be able to survive?
"His mother, I really should thank you very much."

Murong Feng smiled, and continued to wipe Murong Jing's body.

Looking at this warm scene, Gu Qingluan seemed to be less angry with King Jing: "Did Jing'er often get sick when she was young?"

Murong Jing shook her head: "Very little."

"You picked him up. He was just born. What did he eat to grow up? In the temple...can't you hire a nanny?" She had wanted to ask these questions for a long time, but she was afraid that the other party would see that she was not the real Gu Qingluan, but the real Gu Qingluan. Murong Jing's own mother, so she kept it in her heart.But she didn't know if it was because of his phrase "I like them all", but gradually, she was not as afraid of him finding out as she was at the beginning.

Murong Feng said warmly: "He grew up drinking leopard milk."

"Leopard?" Gu Qingluan's eyebrows twitched fiercely, and he put his son into the arms of a female leopard to nurse, my God!How did her son survive? !
"It's finished." Murong Feng tucked Murong Jing in the quilt, "Let's go out and let him sleep for a while."

"it is good."

The two went to Murong Feng's room. Murong Feng knew that Gu Qingluan was going to the palace today, so without asking her what she did, he opened the box, took out a rectangular brocade box and handed it to Gu Qingluan.

"What is this?" Gu Qingluan asked.

Murong Feng smiled: "Open it and have a look."

Gu Qingluan put down the folding fan in his hand, and opened the brocade box. Inside was a Murong family's identity card, a Murong family's genealogy, some land deeds, house deeds, and two parchment maps with strange characters written on them.Gu Qingluan couldn't understand the map, but any one of those deeds was worth more than a thousand taels of silver.

"These are all..." She looked at Murong Feng blankly.

Murong Feng said: "All my belongings." He picked up a parchment map, "Our ancestors were not from Dazhou, but from Beiliang. Later, because of a crime, they left Beiliang and entered Yancheng of Dazhou, where they lived incognito. After finding out, these are the treasures of our Murong family, one is in the territory of Beiliang, and the other is in Yancheng of Great Zhou."

Treasure...

Gu Qingluan blinked: "Are there any antiques?"

Murong Feng said gently: "Yes."

Knowing that Murong's family is rich, but not knowing that they are so rich, if they make a casual move, they will be two treasures.Gu Qingluan was not calm anymore, his eyes moved, and he held up the box and said, "Why are you showing me these?"

"Here you are." Murong Feng said.

Gu Qingluan was startled.

Murong Feng smiled and said: "Take it well, if you throw it away, it will be gone."

"Such a precious thing... are you sure you want to give it to me?" Gu Qingluan looked at him firmly and asked.

Murong Feng said without hesitation: "Of course I will give it to you, you are my wife, if I don't give it to you, who will I give it to?"

"But we haven't..." Married.Gu Qingluan was a little speechless, well, the marriage certificate is all in place, and this marriage has come into effect, but...she is not the real Gu Qingluan, these are all gifts for Gu Qingluan of Yancheng, and they are all the blessings of that person, It's not up to her to enjoy it.Gu Qingluan put the box back into Murong Feng's arms, "You still hold it."

Murong Feng looked at the box she handed over: "Qingluan, don't you want to be my wife?"

Gu Qingluan opened his mouth: "...No."

Murong Feng smiled and said: "Then these things are yours."

Gu Qingluan took the box in his hand, that's all, it's an extraordinary time, don't be pretentious, and I will return it to you when I get the dowry back.

The next day, King Jing woke up early and sat in the yard basking in the sun refreshed, while Manager Zhao stood beside him.Jingxi has been busy doing filial piety to the "Uncle Huang" in the palace these days, and spent almost [-] hours in front of the bed. Civil and military officials all praised him for his filial piety and loyalty. .

King Jing took a sip of tea slowly: "What time is it?"

Mr. Zhao said: "It's a moment to go back to the prince."

"Is it already a quarter?" King Jing sat up straight from the reclining chair, and asked in confusion, "The princess hasn't come yet?"

So you get up before dawn, lie here in the cold wind, and lie down until the sun basks in your buttocks, just waiting for the princess?Director Zhao's mouth twitched: "I didn't come."

"It came and went, didn't the guards at the gate notice?" King Jing said.

It's not blind, a big living person wandering around the door, can't you find it?What's more, you have repeatedly told you to respect the girl as the mistress. Now, who in the palace is not trying to curry favor with the girl Gu who may become the second concubine?
Director Zhao thought so in his heart, but said on the face: "I really didn't come."

King Jing sneered, swiped the tea leaves floating on the water with a teacup and said, "What do you think she will think of to get the dowry back? It's impossible to give up the dowry. The more you don't let her do anything, the more unwilling she will be." Well, it was like this when I was chasing this king. All the princes flocked to her, but this king didn't look at her seriously. Wang, after chasing her to the end, she really fell in love with her."

Manager Zhao echoed with a smile: "Isn't it?"

"Wait patiently, within an hour, she will come to the door obediently." King Jing once again laid back on the chair leisurely.

However, to his embarrassment, Gu Qingluan did not show up until the afternoon, and his face sank: "Prepare the car!"

King Jing took Mr. Zhao to Sishui Hutong, thinking that he would see a desperate Gu Qingluan. Unexpectedly, Gu Qingluan was dressed in purple, like a fairy in the forest. A list, sometimes negotiating a few words with the people in the yard, there is no sign of getting angry at all.

"Give way!" A clerk crossed the threshold with a large cabinet on his back, and yelled at King Jing. King Jing was so drunk that his heart trembled, and he was about to reprimand when he was knocked out of the door by a large group of clerks.

It wasn't until the group of people had all entered the yard that he stepped over the threshold in embarrassment, looked at the woman smiling gracefully, and gritted his teeth: "Gu Qingluan!"

Gu Qingluan's eyes swept over slightly, and there was a charming smile on the corner of his lips: "Oh, isn't this the prince? The prince is here, and it's too late to welcome you."

Still laughing, still laughing? !

King Jing took a deep breath, suppressed his anger, and said, "What are you doing?"

Gu Qingluan said calmly: "Prepare a betrothal gift for Jing'er's elder brother."

King Jing asked coldly: "Jing Xi is not your own, you are not even a stepmother, what qualifications do you have to prepare a dowry for him?"

Gu Qingluan raised his eyebrows: "Jing Shizi is Jing'er's eldest brother, and he has saved his life several times. We have decided to treat him as our own son from now on."

King Jing's eyes turned cold: "We?" These two words should not be too harsh!
Gu Qingluan looked down at the list in his hand: "It's really not the right time for the prince to come. The yard is too busy today, and there is no time to entertain the prince. The prince should go back first."

"You..." This time, it was King Jing's turn to be embarrassed, he glanced at those priceless things, "Where did you get the money?"

Gu Qingluan smiled slightly: "Oh, I have a rich fiancé, I can't save money."

King Jing was so angry that he jumped, isn't that guy a monk?When can a monk be so proud? !He must have met a fake monk!

Gu Qingluan looked wantonly at King Jing who was about to vomit blood with anger, and the corner of his lips slightly hooked: "Hui Ren, see off the guests."

(End of this chapter)