Chapter 112 There is hope
When Meng Qingqian said "accomplish", the Queen Mother felt something was not right.
She knew her daughter's character best. When she could "have it all", she would definitely "have it all". When she could "take advantage of the victory", she would definitely "take advantage of the victory". When she needed to "cut off her arm", she would definitely "cut off her arm" without hesitation.
Even if she was in a desperate situation, she would find a way to bite off a piece of meat from you.
For so many years, let alone "accomplish", she never even said "let you go".
Today was strange. When dealing with the engagement between He Yunxiao and Nanzhu, she was indecisive and "accomplished", which was completely unlike her usual self.
Apart from this clue, the Queen Mother had no reason to feel something was wrong.
She intuitively felt that if Qingqian agreed to He Yuanhao smoothly today and married Nanzhu to the Marquis's Mansion as his wife, she would suffer a great loss in the future.
Although thinking rationally, with Qingqian's means, if she wanted to go against Nanzhu, Nanzhu would not have any chance of winning.
But the Queen Mother just felt for no reason that her good daughter would not be able to beat Nanzhu.
This intuition surprised her.
Anyway, she couldn't agree to He Yuanhao first!
Delay!
The Queen Mother rubbed her temples and said lazily: "Gongqin."
As the Queen Mother's nephew, the eldest princess's cousin, and the part-time Minister of Rites of Daqi, and the father of Li Jin, who worked part-time and part-time, Li Gongqin naturally followed the lead of the Queen Mother, who was of the same blood and the highest generation.
When he saw the Queen Mother calling him, he immediately stopped joking, stepped out of the line, bowed and said: "I am here."
The Queen Mother continued to lean on the chair, rubbing her temples, pretending to be worried and distressed.
Then, she handed the big red letter full of betrothal gifts to the palace maid. After receiving the letter, the clever palace maid handed it to Li Gongqin.
"Gongqin, I can't quite remember the specifications of the betrothal gifts required to marry the eldest princess. As the Minister of Rites, you have the responsibility to manage the etiquette. Take this memorial back and check it carefully. After checking it, report it to me."
When the memorial came to Li Gongqin, no one present thought there was anything wrong.
It's normal for the Queen Mother to be forgetful. It's normal for the Ministry of Rites to check the specifications of the betrothal gifts. It's normal for the Queen Mother to hand over the betrothal gifts to the Ministry of Rites for checking because she's forgetful.
No one thought there was anything wrong.
Only He Yuanhao was anxious to marry his daughter-in-law. The matter had already been decided, but the "review of the gift list" was a small but not small problem.
Although nothing can be found in the review of the gift list. But He Yuanhao, who has been in the battlefield for a long time, understands the principle of quick decision and quick decision. If there is no definite news about the marriage contract, it will be delayed and it may be delayed.
He Yuanhao had long felt that asking for a marriage was not that simple, and now it is indeed the case.
He secretly sighed at the accuracy of his intuition while trying to make a final effort.
"Brother Li, how long does it take to review the gift list?"
Li Gongqin held the big red paper in his hand and said confidently: "Even if it is handed over to my son Li Jin to complete such a small matter as reviewing the gift list, it only takes one day."
He Yuanhao had naturally heard of Li Jin's name. When he heard that Li Jin wanted to review it, he hurriedly said: "Li Shangshu, this is a marriage event related to the marriage of the Marquis's mansion and the selection of the Marquis's mistress. Please do it yourself. I'll be a favor to you for your trouble."
Li Gongqin agreed: "Okay, if I review it, half a day will be enough."
He Yuanhao didn't say anything after hearing half a day.
He personally instructed the Minister of Rites to review it personally. It was a major event related to the marriage of the eldest princess. It was very efficient to finish it in half a day. Unless the Queen Mother wanted to make a move, there was absolutely no possibility of accidents.
Just by looking at the Queen Mother's attitude, we know that she is happy to promote the marriage. Even if she does things unreasonably, she will not change her mind in a blink of an eye.
Besides, it is only postponed for half a day.
This matter is settled.
...
Today's afternoon is no different for Linxuan Palace.
Xing'er and other palace maids are sweeping the yard, washing clothes, and preparing food as usual...
And the owner of Linxuan Palace, Princess Meng Qingrou of Nanzhu, also came out of the palace to do some activities under the warm sunshine without wind in the afternoon as usual.
It was not a special activity, but just moved the task of embroidering sachets for her sister from inside the house to outside the house.
Because she was not skilled in embroidery, she embroidered very slowly.
Her fair and delicate little hand held two pieces of brocade, and the other identical and equally cute little hand was responsible for threading the needle and sewing the brocade together.
She looked down at the sachet, sewing slowly and carefully, but still made mistakes from time to time. For example, the sewing is crooked, the pattern is wrong, and such situations often occur.
Fortunately, this girl has an unusually good temper.
Even if she makes a mistake, and makes it many times, she will not say a word, and silently unsew the needle and thread and sew again.
Linxuan Palace is located in a corner of the imperial palace. There are no other tall buildings around it, and there is no shelter, so even in the warm sun, there is occasionally a breeze blowing across the ground.
It is common to have wind blowing.
But for Meng Qingrou, it is not a trivial matter.
The sand and soil raised by the breeze made her blind for a while, but her hands were still working, so she accidentally made the silver needle fierce and bit her little hand hard. Blood came out immediately.
Meng Qingrou felt pain, but the first time she didn't think about stopping the bleeding, but hurriedly protected her buttocks with her hands. She closed her eyes and lowered her head, not daring to lift it up.
She looked like she had made a mistake and accepted the punishment.
Some people didn't allow her to do needlework or get hurt.
After a moment, she suddenly realized that she didn't have to do this. So she opened her eyes, raised her head, and stopped protecting her butt with her hands.
It was a good thing that she didn't have to be punished, but she was downcast and couldn't be happy.
She put the injured finger in her mouth for just a moment, and when she took it out, the blood from the bite of the silver needle stopped, and the small wound was gone.
She recovered faster than a normal person.
At this time, the gentle afternoon sun shone gently on the little girl's body.
It was warm.
It warmed up the blood all over her body.
Meng Qingrou looked at the injured finger in front of her, as if she remembered something, and a gentle smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.
Her body was much better than before. In the past, she would only go out for a while when the sun was the softest and warmest in the afternoon.
Now, if she wants, she can go out all day. Even on a cold night, it's okay to go out and blow some cool breeze.
But she was still used to walking around only in the afternoon. This was a long-standing habit. At other times, even if she could go out, what would she do?
After embroidering the sachet for a while, it was still a long way from being completed, but Meng Qingrou put down her needlework, stood up and called, "Xing'er."
She said, "Xing'er, I'm going to pick herbs."
The voice was still not loud, but Xing'er was listening carefully and responded quickly.
"Okay! Your Highness, wait a moment!"
Xing'er handed the work in her hands to other palace maids, washed her hands, took the sickle and hoe for picking herbs, and the bamboo basket for herbs.
Xing'er walked to Meng Qingrou, took the sickle and hoe that could hurt her, and handed the bamboo basket to Meng Qingrou.
"Your Highness, take it."
"Yes."
"Your Highness, don't touch sickles and hoes anymore."
"Yes."
"You'd better not touch needles and thread."
"He said I can..." Meng Qingrou shook her head and said, "It's okay for me to touch it now."
Xing'er and her little prince are like sisters, and they talk about everything. Naturally, she knows who this "he" is.
Xing'er smiled and said, "What medicine is your Highness going to pick today? Is it for his treatment?"
Meng Qingrou turned her face away, "Humph, no."
Xing'er pretended to be busy and said, "Then we won't pick it today, let's go back. Anyway, we don't have to deliver medicine to others at night."
Meng Qingrou was carrying a bamboo basket. When she heard this, she quickly hugged Xing'er's arms with both hands and coaxed her, "Good Xing'er, pick more today and make two portions. You don't have to pick it tomorrow."
Xing'er let the girl hold her, and she was sincerely happy.
The weather gradually turned into winter, but everything got better.