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    The third sister looked at the screen on the embroidery frame, her eyes were shining brightly, this is this really the pattern they embroidered after discussing it?  Bai Nen's fingers lightly touched the lines on the screen, and she looked at Liu Xiangwan in surprise: "Sixth sister, I'm afraid I can't find a second one for this screen in Suzhou"

    Liu Xiangwan pinched her thigh hard and blushed in pain, which was seen as shyness in the eyes of the third sister: "Sixth sister, don't be embarrassed, third sister is complimenting you." After all, she is still young.

    "Third Sister, I will ignore you if you continue to joke." Liu Xiangwan pretended to be angry, stomped her feet and turned her back.

    The third sister saw that the bases of her ears were red, guessing that she was thin-skinned, she covered her mouth and snickered.

    Mama Zhao made tea and poured it for them respectively, calling softly: "Girl, the tea is ready, you and the third girl should drink while chatting?"

    Liu Xiangwan looked back at Third Sister, who nodded.

    "Sixth Sister, do you know that there will be guests at home soon?" Third Sister took a sip from her teacup, and glanced at her unconsciously while she was not paying attention.

    Liu Xiangwan looked surprised, and said with a smile: "When you come to the house, you will be entertained by your father and mother."

    The third sister snorted softly: "You don't know yet, do you! Mother has asked Mama Wang to tidy up Jing Tingxuan?"

    "Oh?" Liu Xiangwan was really surprised this time!

    Jing Tingxuan is next to Daddy's study room, and ordinary people in the mansion are not allowed to enter, unless special envoys from Beijing or Daddy's friends can live in that place, so the guests who think this time may have a lot of background.

    "Sixth sister, are you curious?"

    Liu Xiangwan shook her head: "If the guest is a man, we women in the inner house will never see her at all. If it is a woman, our mother will entertain us and lead us to meet her." Men and women have different seats at the age of seven, not to mention how can a strange man meet a woman in the inner house at will  .

    The third sister felt a little uncomfortable, thinking of paying her respects to her mother this morning, when she deliberately left herself to talk about this matter, her shy body was shy and uneasy, and she secretly imagined the appearance of several people in her heart. Now compared with the sixth sister, it is really  It's a big difference, her mind is not as calm as hers, not to mention her face is even more expressionless.

    I still remember holding my mother's sleeve at that time, nervous and shy: "Mother, if we really want to have guests at home, or are they from the capital?"

    The smile on the wife's face was overjoyed: "Your father came to see me last night and mentioned this matter." Mother Wang called the doctor to come to the mansion.  And sleep naturally stay in the main courtyard.

    "Third sister? Third sister?" Liu Xiangwan couldn't wait for the third sister's answer for a long time, so she called her softly.

    The third sister took a sip of tea with a smile: "I think of something, and I can't help being absorbed." Thinking of the purpose of coming here today, she said, "Is there anything else that needs my help on the screen?"

    Mother Zhao couldn't help but look at her daughter anxiously, but don't be stupid, she will suffer so much if she doesn't talk about it, and she will be too tired to hold on. Fortunately, she followed the third girl's words: "There is indeed a place that needs the help of the third sister to decide.  Down."

    "oh?"

    Liu Xiangwan took her hand and walked to the embroidery frame, pointed to a place and said, "Look, third sister, the color of the butterfly on the screen is not too dark, so I think the edges of the butterfly wings are sewn with gold thread.  Generations of ministers, and the title of the old matriarch is a super high-grade title, so it shouldn¡¯t be out of line if you use a little gold thread to border it, does the third sister think it¡¯s feasible?¡±

    Hearing what Liumei said, the third sister looked back and forth on the screen, and finally had to admit her words and nodded: "It is indeed as you said, if you use gold thread to frame the status of the old lady, it will also enhance the screen.  color."

    "What the third sister said is exactly what the younger sister thinks in her heart, but the younger sister is stupid, not as good as the elder sister's witty words."

    The third sister raised her chin slightly, her eyes skipped over the sewing basket, and the corners of her mouth turned up, "Is the gold thread ready?"

    Liu Xiangwan nodded impatiently, and went to the sewing basket to thread the needle for her in person. The thief flattered: "Sister, after all, we are also taught by the same master, and the gold thread trimming will be left to you."

    The third sister rolled her eyes, walked to the embroidery frame, then sat on the stool and picked up the needle and thread to concentrate on embroidery. At this time, she was like a porcelain doll, showing a good boudoir upbringing in every movement and movement, but she has been doted on by her wife since she was born  , I don't know that people's hearts are complicated. In this deep house compound, a daughter of a concubine like her is not as powerful as a powerful mother next to his wife. She has status and weight, and even has to bow down and beg her for help in order to live a better life.  , just to show my wife.

    The third sister is born out of the wife's womb, so she is destined to be superior to the concubine sisters, but it is also because of these external factors that the third sister's personality is unpredictable, she looks happy when she is happy, and rages when she is angry, so God is  To be fair, what it gives you to live a beautiful life must take away from you.

    &n"Don't worry, ma'am. The old slave has been watching carefully for the past two days. The girl seems to understand your good intentions. You have already established some rules for speaking and doing things."

    "You old bastard is fooling me again. How can you see her change after only two days."

    Mama Wang flattered her: "Anyway, you will teach me in the future, are you afraid that the girl will not be sensible?"

    Thinking of the master's attitude when he discussed this matter with her last night, the wife was both heartbroken and worried, and said slowly: "We can only strictly enforce her rules before she leaves the cabinet."

    "Don't worry, ma'am, the old slave thinks that the girl is just playful, and she will definitely listen to you on such an important matter."

    The wife sighed: "I hope!"

    Mother Wang thought for a while, and then said: "Ma'am, I actually have a question in my heart. Except for Liu Jiarui, the second young master of the uncle's family, the other three are Cao Jiguang, the youngest son of Prime Minister Cao's family, and Cao Jiguang, the eldest son of Duke Anguo's mansion."  Younger brother Song Tianming, the last one is Wei Tingmao, the second son of General Ningyuan, this"

    "how?"

    "The remaining three of these four people are all the sons of the sons. How could they be willing to play with the sons of the general Ningyuan's family? You know you must know that the Zanying family attaches great importance to the distinction between the sons and the sons."

    "What do you think is the reason? My mother told me about this when I was not out of the cabinet. This General Ning Yuan was born as a mud leg.  Married his wife, who would have thought it was just a trip to Beijing to report on the war?  Crying, making trouble and hanging himself three times, the former emperor lost his temper and had to lobby General Ningyuan, so the question arises, can the princess of the royal family be the second wife?"  The general didn't hesitate to be the second wife. Isn't this slapping the royal family in the face, the former emperor's face?

    Can the late emperor let it go?

    Ms. Wang swallowed her throat and asked in a low voice, "What about the general's original wife?"

    The wife did not answer.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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