Chen Shuxian, the concubine of the Duke's Mansion who had been watching the show next to her, exclaimed: "Oh, sister, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling happy?"

Chen Shuyi relies on her being the legitimate daughter and princess of the Duke's Mansion, and never looks at her in front of her. Although her younger brother was recorded in the name of her mother, she was called back and forth by her every day. Now Chen Shuyi has made herself so miserable, which is simply awesome.

"What are you talking nonsense?" The Duke's wife has always been strong, so how can she allow the concubine's daughter to make a rash?

"Mother, I'm also worried about my elder sister's body..." Chen Shuxian lowered her head, looking like she was wronged.

"Hmph!" The Duke's wife snorted coldly, "Go back to your yard!"

Chen Shuxian lowered her eyebrows and walked out of the main hall, but Duke An Guo snorted at Princess Lanyang: "You go back to your yard, don't cause trouble again."

"Dad...I don't want to marry..."

The Duke's wife dragged Princess Lanyang to the backyard: "Shuyi, don't make your father angry anymore. Now that you don't marry An'er, you can only go to the temple to be your sister... Do you want to eat vegetarian food and chant Buddha's name in the temple for the rest of your life?"

Princess Lanyang was stunned for a moment and shook her head.

"Then let's marry to Dongping Bo Mansion peacefully. My mother will bring you a glorious marriage and send you the Ten Mile Hongzhuang..." The Duke's wife comforted her very much.

"But..." Princess Lanyang was still unwilling to give up. Dad was right. Just my cousin's idiot really didn't deserve to carry shoes to the young master of aristocratic family who came to the mansion to say he was kissing...

"Nothing is not true! Although Shuxian's little hoof is nonsense, you may already be pregnant with An'er's flesh and blood..." Although Jiang An is his nephew, the Duke's wife also knew that he was not a good candidate for his husband - he could not succeed in literature, martial arts, and he was still spending money. The only thing he could count on was that he would attack Dongpingbo's title in the future, "Oh..."

Compared with the bleak Duke of Anguo, Dongping Bo Mansion was much easier. Because Jiang An was famous for his name, families with fifth rank and above were unwilling to marry his legitimate daughter to him. However, the concubine's daughter or family with fifth rank and below, Mrs. Dongping Bo looked down on him.

As soon as this happened, although his reputation was damaged, he was given the daughter of the Duke Anguo Mansion as his daughter-in-law. Dongpingbo and Mrs. Dongpingbo were very satisfied.

"Tomorrow, I will enter the palace to apologize for my father, and I will follow your mother to propose marriage with you to the Duke Anguo Mansion to exchange for the date of marriage agreed on by Geng Tie." Dongping Bo took a sip of tea and said slowly.

"I...I dare not go..." Prince Dongping felt that these two things were so terrifying.

"Don't dare to go anywhere?" Dongping Bo asked.

"Never dare..." Prince Dongping Bo murmured in a low voice.

"To put it bluntly, this matter is the private affairs of our two families. To apologize is just to give face to the royal family. The emperor can only scold him." Dongping Bo was clear-headed, "As for your uncle, you don't have to be afraid of him. If you make trouble like this now, it's not Shuyi's fault..."

"That's right, if we talk about it in detail, our An'er is also a victim and has ruined his reputation in vain..." Mrs. Dongpingbo also spoke.

"Hmph, do you think this rebel son has a good reputation?" Dong Pingbo was also very disappointed.

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Mingruo returned to the mansion and drank the hot sesame paste prepared by purple grass: "Eat hot pot tonight."

"Okay, I'll prepare now." Zicao responded immediately, "There's ready-made chicken soup under the kitchen."

"Take out the pot made by Lu Qiaojiang and eat the mandarin duck hot pot today." Mingruo sat in front of the dressing table, "Take off the hair accessories for me, and find a good work clothes for Zi Su. I will stir-fry the hot pot base later."

"Okay." Zi Su went to the closet to find a pipa-sleeved skirt and changed it to the princess.

"Princess." Ji Xue walked in.

"It's snowing?" Mingruo saw a few snowflakes falling from Ji Xue's hair.

"It was very big at the beginning." Ji Xue stroked her hair bun, "The guards at the mansion came to report that someone said that it was sent by the princess's master to deliver things."

It was sent by the cheap master to send her flints. Xiao Diao said before when he came to deliver the letter: "Bring it in."

After a while, Ji Xue walked in with a young man in his twenties. He wore a jade crown on his head and a narrow-sleeved robe with cloud patterns embroidered on his collar and cuffs. He tied the jade waist tag of the Cloud Hall on his belt. Ming Ruo was sure that he had never seen this person, but he was a little kind-faced.

"Ansen pays homage to Senior Sister Mingruo." Ansen bowed his fists.

"No gift." Ming Ruoxue helped him, "Do you know An Xin?"

"An Xin is my younger brother, and my brothers work for the Lord. When my senior sister was in Lingyun Peak, I happened to go out to do business, so you have never seen me."

"Master, how are he?"

"Lord, everything is fine." An Sen took out a small bag from the bag he carried with him, "This is what the Lord asked me to bring to my senior sister. The heavy snow in Jingzhou a few days ago, which delayed some time, which was later than the estimated time of arrival."

"It's okay, safety is the first priority." The traffic in ancient times was really a flaw. "You can repair it in the mansion for a few days before going back. It's almost the Chinese New Year, so I'll prepare some things to bring to the master."

"I have other things to do. I will get the things I brought to the Lord three days later. Is it OK?" Ansen asked.

"Yes, yes." Mingruo nodded, "If you have something to do, go and do it."

"Then I'll say goodbye first." Anson left.

Mingruo sent out a few girls before opening the small bag, which contained two brocade boxes and a jade box. The larger brocade box contained two books. Mingruo flipped through it casually. One was herbal illustration, and the other collected many elixir recipes. Several pages of the corners of the book were folded, all of which were related to the Yanling bracelet. The smaller box was full of a box of polished round and bright red coral beads. Red corals can not only be used as accessories, but also have high medicinal value. The master was still as proud as ever.

Ming Ruo took a deep breath and stroked the jade box. He warmed up the tentacles. When he opened the lid, a wave of heat rushed over. In the white jade box, there was a red stone the size of a palm with dark patterns on it. This was probably a flint stone. No one needed to tell him. Ming Ruo also knew that he could not touch it directly with his hands. The stone was very hot. It should be very good for heating. After opening the box for a while, the room was sweating.

Seeing the Huan Ice Bead, I wanted to make ice cream and get the flint stone. I wanted to use it for warmth. If the former owner of the Yanling Bracelet knew about it, would you be so angry that the coffin board could not be suppressed...

Mingruo put the lid on the box and put a few boxes on the dressing table. I wonder if he would fall asleep like last time by putting the flint stone in the space. It would be better to have a nice meal of hot pot first and then try it!

Ming Ruo rolled up his arms and rolled up his sleeves, planning to go to the kitchen to stir-fry hot pot base. As soon as he opened the door, he saw Si Haochen standing outside the door and was about to push the door.
Chapter completed!