Chapter 314: 314 picked it up

Chapter 314: 314 picked it up

Chapter 314 Chapter 314 picked it up

Chu Qianchen smiled again, with a cheerful and cunning expression, and a bright light shining in his eyes.

She was obviously just smiling and her tone was cute, but for some reason, Shen felt that her daughter was a little wimpy when she smiled at the moment, and she didn't know what bad intentions she was planning.

This girl! Mrs. Shen raised his hand and touched her daughter's cheek as red as an apple. She knew a lot of things Chu Qianchen did secretly, and she also knew that her daughter was not as harmless as she appeared.

Chu Qianchen has a certain balance in her heart. Whether it is before her life experience is revealed or after it is revealed, she treats herself as her biological mother, Chu Yunyi, Chu Yunmu, and other younger brothers and sisters of the Chu family. She has a set of rules that will not show off her anger and will not treat her unfairly.

Can be picked up and put down.

This is what his father said about Chu Qianchen. Shen felt it was very appropriate.

Her daughter is fine, really fine.

Just looking at her daughter, Mrs. Shen felt soft in her heart and wanted to be nicer to her.

She peeled open an orange, removed all the veins, fed a piece to Chu Qianchen, and said: "It's difficult to change from extravagance to frugality, the Chinese New Year is coming soon, I guess they are still noisy. Even if Sanfang officially obtains the title of Duke in the future, it will only be a glorification on the surface. "Jingjun Prince's Palace has been emptied out.

While Chu Qianchen was chewing the sweet and sour orange segments in his mouth, he thought to himself: How come my mother is like the prince and always likes to feed her.

Chu Qianchen believed deeply in what Shen said: "Actually, the title doesn't matter."

The Qi dynasty has been around for a hundred years. As a joke, apart from the big surnames like Zhao Qian and Sun Li, most people in the capital are surnamed Gu. There is no shortage of those down-and-out clans, such as the kind where a large family is crowded into two or three rooms. Among the houses I entered, I couldn't count on my fingers the number of people who relied on the clan's mansion to make a living.

In the past, Chu Qianchen didn't care about these things and didn't bother to pay attention. It was only recently that she heard from Princess Li that nearly half of the clan in the Qi Dynasty was having a hard time.

It's really boring.

Mrs. Shen responded and stuffed a piece of orange into her mouth. Her eyes became a little blurry and seemed to be deep in thought.

At first, perhaps Shen Wan said that reconciliation was too thrilling. Later, when Gu Jin proposed to resign, Shen and Mu Guogong were shocked, but they also felt that it was not a bad idea.

Later, when Shen Wan and Gu Jin split up, they received nearly 70% of the property, which was another unexpected surprise.

After Gu Jin resigned, their family of three became more and more relaxed, and their lives were getting better and better. Now when Shen visits her sister, Shen Wan always has a smile on her face, and Gu Zhiyan is gradually getting better and better. Things are getting better, and her addiction to Talisman Water has recovered, but her absence disorder still needs to be nurtured, step by step.

Shen witnessed with her own eyes that her sister, brother-in-law and their family worked together to overcome the dark predicament. When they emerged from their cocoons, Shen's thoughts began to change invisibly.

"Nobleship" looks glorious, but is it necessarily a good thing? !

Shen said with emotion: "You still have to make a difference, which is more important than a title or anything else."

Considering Gu Ming's character, even if the title of county prince comes to his hands, it is just a false name. The fall of Jingjun Prince's Palace is already doomed.

Therefore, Prince Li and his wife will not interfere with the family's business.

Mrs. Shen bit the orange segment absentmindedly. The orange segment she gave herself had not been removed. After eating, there was a trace of bitterness in her mouth and her brows furrowed slightly, but she still swallowed it.

It doesn't matter whether they are the people in Prince Jing's Mansion or the people in Yongding Marquis' Mansion, they are all the same.

If the members of the Chu family could lift it up themselves, why would they dare to be angry at her, dare not speak out, humiliate her, and act like they were "subjecting themselves to compromise".

Chu Qianchen also started peeling oranges, squinting at Shen and smiling.

Shen used an iron cage to trap her heart in it, and also trapped herself in the Yongding Marquis Mansion. Chu Qianchen could see that the hard cage in Shen's heart had cracks.

Shen gradually relaxed and was no longer as stubborn as before.

Well, take your time.

The prince taught her how to be so patient, so of course she can't be too inferior.

"Mom, open your mouth."

Shen, who was in her thoughts, heard Chu Qianchen's voice and subconsciously opened her mouth. A plump orange petal was stuffed into her mouth, and she bit it gently. The dry and juicy taste filled her mouth without the bitter taste of the orange.

A soft smile appeared on Shen's lips again, and Chu Qianchen said again: "Mom, brother Yi is not here today? I remember that the Imperial Academy should have a rest today, right?"

Shen said with some helplessness: "It's Xiu Mu today in the Imperial College, but Brother Yi won't give me a day off."

"Every year in the spring, the emperor will review the Imperial Army. This time, the Ministry of War plans to recruit a few students from the Imperial College to participate in the spring military exercises. Brother Yi is very concerned about this matter. Today he also made an appointment with his classmates from the Imperial College to practice together. Mounted shooting…”

"The candidate should be decided before the year. Recently, Brother Yi has been practicing every day and comes back very late every day."

"Brother Yi works too hard. Sometimes I can't help but want him to slow down and learn from Brother Mu."

Shen couldn't help but sigh and joked about Chu Yunmu.

"What can you learn from me?!"

A loud and somewhat milky voice floated over from outside the curtain. The next moment, the door curtain was rudely opened and fell again, and a turbulent figure broke in like a violent wind rolling a curtain.

The boy wearing a mink fur coat is in high spirits, his cheeks are flushed with a healthy blush from running, he is full of energy, and he is smiling. He should be more energetic and energetic.

As soon as Chu Yunmu came back, it was like there were several more sparrows in the room, and it suddenly became lively and full of energy.

"Mother, Chu Qianchen." Chu Yunmu greeted the two of them warmly, and couldn't wait to ask again, "What can you learn from me?"

When he asked, his eyes were exceptionally bright, even a little proud, as if to say, I knew I was your favorite Mu brother.

Chu Qianchen stretched out his fingers and flicked his forehead, teasing him: "Imitate how playful you are, and imitate how you tease cats and birds."

Chu Yunmu felt that he was more unjust than Dou E, and he defended himself seriously: "I don't raise cats, nor do I raise birds!" The most he could do was set up a bird trap to catch sparrows, but after catching them, he would play with them for a while , just let it go.

Chu Yunmu blinked his black and white phoenix eyes and looked at Shen with a look of anticipation on his face.

Or did his mother finally change her mind and allow him to keep a cat similar to Yueying?

Mrs. Shen understood the look in his eyes and stuffed two orange slices into his mouth, making his cheeks bulge like a goldfish.

It means that if he loses his mind by playing with things, he should stop thinking about it.

Chu Yunmu said vaguely while eating an orange: "When I came here just now, I saw the eldest sister coming here, and I even said hello to her."

He thought Chu Qianhuang was walking slowly, so he ran over first.

As soon as Chu Yunmu shut up, the Nuan Pavilion fell silent, and only the crackling of the red-hot charcoal fire in the charcoal basin could be heard.

Shen: “…”

Chu Qianchen: "..."

Mrs. Shen raised the cup and took a sip of tea, then turned her eyes to the still shaking door curtain, her eyes condensed slightly, and she ordered: "Dongmei, let someone wait outside. If the eldest girl really comes, I just disappeared."

Shen didn't want to see Chu Qianhuang.

She had already said what she should say many times, and she also said the nonsense she shouldn't say just now after the **** who delivered the message left.

Again, if Chu Qianhuang wants to marry, just marry him.

"Yes, madam." Dongmei immediately took the order and went out.

Dongmei walked around several screens, passed through several curtains, and came to the main room. As soon as she crossed the threshold, she saw a familiar figure appear at the entrance of the yard, stepping on the fallen leaves on the ground.

The girl has an elegant posture and a full smile, like a hibiscus emerging from the water. People can't help but admire what a graceful lady she is.

Dongmei greeted Chu Qianhuang with her eyes. Chu Qianhuang's eyes flashed faintly and he also looked at Dongmei.

When Chu Qianhuang walked down the steps, Dongmei also walked down the steps lightly and said, "Miss, please go back. Madam doesn't want to see you."

Even though the mother and daughter were at odds now, Dongmei and the others were still polite to Chu Qianhuang, never showing the slightest hint of disrespect.

But the speaker has no intention, and the listener has the intention.

When Chu Qianhuang's status in the Hou Mansion changed, she also developed a natural hostility towards the servants in the main courtyard. She felt that all the slaves here looked down on her and were all looking at her jokes.

Chu Qianhuang stared at Dongmei quietly for a while, without any intention of forcing her way in, or saying anything, she turned around and walked away.

The moment she turned around and took another step, her expression turned cold, her eyes condensed into ice, and a faint chill emanated from her whole body.

Also, Chu Qianchen had just arrived. Shen's first priority was her children, so how could she let herself go in and cause trouble for Chu Qianchen? That's how people's hearts are.

She came here just to check in with Shen and see what kind of "dowry" Shen would prepare for her. She was going to Hao Kingdom soon, and she would have some money by then. When she got to Hao Kingdom, she could settle there as soon as possible.

It's a long way to go, and Nan Hao is unfamiliar with the place. She has a lot of things to prepare...

Chu Qianhuang quickened his pace against the wind and strode out of the courtyard.

In the winter courtyard, camellias and plum blossoms bloom together, and the bamboos are still lush and green. Although they are not as lush as spring and summer, they are not desolate either.

But Chu Qianhuang just wanted to leave this place as soon as possible. She felt that everything here would arouse the resentment in her heart, making her almost breathless.

Everything here is fake.

She is not Shen's daughter, and the affection that warmed her heart was also false.

She rushed out of the courtyard in one breath, then stopped at the entrance of the courtyard, looked up at the slightly gloomy sky, and took two deep breaths in succession before the almost suffocating feeling dissipated.

After a long time, he slowly withdrew his gaze, turned his head and looked towards the main courtyard again.

Outside the main room, it was empty, Dongmei was no longer around.

There was silence in the courtyard.

Chu Qianhuang touched his chest, and there was still a hint of dull pain and unwillingness there.

Her "dowry" had been prepared a long time ago, but Shen transferred it all to Chu Qianchen, saying that it was because Chu Qianchen's wedding was too urgent.

If their identities were reversed, would Shen "move" Chu Qianchen's dowry to herself? !

The answer is obvious.

Mr. Shen is indeed partial!

Since Mrs. Shen doesn't care about the relationship between mother and daughter and treats her like this, then she doesn't need to be polite.

Chu Qianhuang clenched her fists fiercely and made up her mind.

She was about to leave, and before she left, she should have added some obstacles to Mr. Shen, lest Mr. Shen now be the domineering one in the house and even her grandmother would not look down upon her, which was simply unfilial and disrespectful!

Thinking of Mrs. Tai's care for her, Chu Qianhuang's heart softened and she sighed quietly.

The bond between people cannot escape the bloodline after all. The Tai Madam is her biological grandmother, so naturally she is no better than the Shen family. Mrs. Tai will do her best to plan for her, but Mrs. Shen just wants her to fall into dust.

Chu Qianhuang's eyes were cold and he turned his head again.

She walked forward slowly, but this time she went in the direction of Yuelu Courtyard.

She silently calculated an account in her mind: when she arrived in Nanhao, she wanted to buy a house, buy people, start a small business, and find people... She had to have at least ten thousand taels of silver on hand.

besides-

That compound bow is not nearly enough.

Chu Qianhuang knew clearly that she had to show greater value, otherwise, maybe the Nanhao people would treat her as a concubine and trap her in the East Palace of Hao Kingdom after taking away the blueprints and testing the compound bow. , then she becomes a canary with its wings clipped.

She must not allow herself to be reduced to that lowly position.

Just thinking about it, Chu Qianhuang felt a sense of suffocation filling her heart again, but her eyes bloomed with a burning edge, and her brows were filled with fire.

The cold wind blew her hair back messily, adding a bit of awe-inspiring and inviolable feeling.

Suddenly, a maid not far away shouted excitedly: "It's snowing! It's snowing again!"

It has indeed begun to snow again in the sky, and goose-feather-like snowflakes are floating down one after another, falling on the treetops, on the eaves, on the walls, and on Chu Qianhuang's raccoon fur-trimmed cloak.

The snow was getting heavier and heavier, and it was completely white outside. Soon, a thin layer of snow accumulated on the ground, and the weather became even colder.

When Chu Qianchen left the Hou Mansion after lunch, she had a gourd-shaped enamel sleeve stove in her hand, and she was wrapped in a white mink cloak given to her by Shen. She was wrapped tightly, as if A big, fluffy white rabbit.

It was also warm inside the carriage, with charcoal burning on the charcoal stove in advance.

As soon as Chu Qianchen got into the car, he closed his eyes and rested his mind. His head moved little by little as the carriage moved, and he seemed to have fallen asleep for a while.

When the carriage slowed down and lost its rhythmic shaking, Chu Qianchen woke up instantly.

Realizing that she was awake, Amber immediately said softly: "Princess, we have arrived at the palace, you can close your eyes for a while."

Chu Qianchen yawned sleepily, his eye circles glowing with water. He rubbed his eyes and could hear the sound of the corner door opening from outside the carriage.

The wheel of the cart slowly turned forward two or three times, then suddenly stopped.

Chu Qianchen's body swayed again, and Amber silently put her hand between the back of Chu Qianchen's head and the carriage wall, for fear that she would hit her head.

A corner of the curtain was lifted from the outside, and the honey-colored palm covered with calluses belonged to Jiang Yuan.

"Princess, it seems to be Princess Jingle." Jiang Yuan's usually calm voice now revealed a rare difficulty in explaining.

Chu Qianchen blinked again, and all his sleepiness disappeared in an instant, and he woke up completely.

"Where's the person?" she said, leaning towards the car window.

Jiang Yuan took a step back, opened the curtains further with one hand, and pointed at the stone lion in front of the palace gate with the other hand.

A stone lion as tall as a person squatted majestically next to the threshold, with eyes as wide as copper bells and a slightly open mouth, showing an extraordinary majesty.

Chu Qianchen took a closer look and realized that Jiang Yuan was not referring to the stone lion, but a person hiding behind the stone lion.

Jingle, wearing a black cloak, was sitting behind the huge stone lion. He was wearing a cloak and hat, and didn't hold an umbrella. He just sat there quietly, alone, with neither a nun nor a maid around him.

Her body was huddled up in her large cloak, her hands were holding her calves, her chin was resting on her knees, and her eyes were in a daze.

Obviously, she must have been sitting there for a while. The black cloak was covered with a thin layer of white snow, and most of her body was blocked by the huge stone lion.

If Jiang Yuan hadn't always been sharp-eyed, he might have missed it.

Chu Qianchen looked at Jingle's profile and felt that she looked like a wounded cub, pitiful.

After Chu Qianchen gave the instructions, with Jiang Yuan's help, he got out of the carriage and entered towards Jingle.

"Jingle."

When the distance between the two was less than two feet, Chu Qianchen shouted softly.

Jingle didn't move at first. After staying for a while, he seemed to have come back to his senses. He slowly turned his head and looked over, as if he was rusty.

After Chu Qianchen looked at it quietly, he realized that Jingle's eyebrows and eyelashes were covered with snowflakes.

"..." Jingle's eyes were a little dazed, and there was no blood on her pale face. She twitched the corners of her mouth and wanted to smile, but her smile looked extremely tired and bitter, and she shouted, "Sister-in-law of the Nine Emperors..."

After she uttered the last word, her body swayed slightly, her eyes rolled, she fainted and fell to one side...

Jiang Yuan moved very quickly and caught Jingle before he fell to the ground.

Chu Qianchen ordered: "Help her onto the carriage."

Jiang Yuan didn't call anyone else. She looked slender, but she was very strong. She easily picked up the unconscious Jingle around the waist, and the cape on Jingle's head also fell off.

In less than half a minute, the carriage carrying Chu Qianchen and Jingle entered through the east corner gate of Prince Chen's Mansion.

Jingle was placed on the thick leather mattress by Jiang Yuan, lying on her side, but she still didn't wake up.

"Hu Huo, help Princess Jingle wipe her face." Chu Qianchen ordered.

Jingle's face looked pale and haggard, with deep blue shadows in her eye sockets. The snow on her eyelashes turned into water droplets when it encountered the heat in the carriage, flowing down her cheeks, as if she was crying silently. With.

The snow had melted on her cloak, making it soaked and icy.

Amber first helped Jingle take off her cloak, then lifted a few strands of hair covering Jingle's cheeks, took out a frost-white handkerchief and carefully wiped her face, only to see her smooth and jade-like forehead. There was a huge swelling on his body, and there was a dried blood mark.

Amber took a breath and exclaimed: "Princess, look at Your Highness's forehead..."

Chu Qianchen leaned over and looked at Jingle's forehead. He could probably guess that she hit the corner of some table or chair to be injured like this.

"Princess, is it..." Amber whispered.

The first reaction was to speculate whether the consort had hurt Jingle. After all, the consort had a history of beating people, and Jingle was a majestic eldest princess. How many people dared to attack her? !

Chu Qianchen remained silent. After checking the wound, he felt for Jingle's pulse.

After the usual three breaths, Chu Qianchen retracted his hand and said softly: "It's nothing serious."

Jingle just hit her head and suffered some trauma, and then she was deficient in energy and blood and became extremely angry. In addition, she was caught in the snow and cold, so she now has a fever.

"Go to Xieyue Pavilion." Chu Qianchen ordered Jiang Yuan, and then the carriage went straight through the inner and outer gates and stopped at Xieyue Pavilion in the northeast corner of the inner courtyard.

There were already several rough ladies and maids waiting in the yard.

After the carriage stopped, Jiang Yuan personally took Jingle out of the carriage and carried him into the Nuan Pavilion.

Amber was always smart, so she didn't need any further instructions from Chu Qianchen, so she ordered the little maid to quickly prepare hot water, and worked with a mother-in-law to help Jingle take off her soaked outer clothes.

By the time Amber wiped Jingle's body, applied Shiquan ointment, and put her into new clean clothes, it was already time for her to burn incense.

After all this tossing, Jingle still didn't wake up, her eyes were closed tightly, and her white and dry lips were moving slightly, as if she was mumbling something indistinctly.

For Chu Qianchen, Jingle's injury could only be regarded as a headache and a fever. It was so minor that it was hardly worth mentioning. Chu Qianchen gave her three injections and prescribed a prescription.

Hu Bo sent someone to grab and boil the medicine, while he stayed in the Nuan Pavilion to help Chu Qianchen take care of Jingle, put away the golden needles, ointments, etc.

Chu Qianchen felt Jingle's pulse again. The pulse began to stabilize, but he still had a fever and he didn't wake up.

"She should wake up in about an hour." Chu Qianchen roughly estimated the time and warned, "When she wakes up, feed her the decoction and tell me again."

Hu Bo responded respectfully, and Chu Qianchen left her to take charge of the overall situation here, and took Jiang Yuan back to the main courtyard.

In order to settle Jingle, this whole process was delayed for nearly an hour, and it was almost time to apply.

The snow was still falling, and the snow on the ground was thick enough to leave clear footprints on it.

Chu Qianchen was walking slowly at first. When the little maid who was guarding the corridor in the main courtyard said that Gu Jue was back, he suddenly felt energetic as if he had taken a panacea. He rushed to Xinuang Pavilion in three steps and two steps at a time. Inside, there was a smile on his face.

Gu Jue was leaning on the kang and reading a book. When he heard the commotion outside, he put down his book. Chu Qianchen, still wearing a cloak, flew in, bringing with him a burst of fragrance from falling snow and plum blossoms, making the quiet room suddenly come alive. Added a touch of life.

Gu Jue held her slender shoulders with one hand, and the first thing he did was to help her take off the cloak that was stained with snow water, and threw it on the armchair on the side.

When the cloak was thrown up, it spread out like a roc spreading its wings. The snow water on it flew up like raindrops, and then fell down again. It seemed like a drizzle, wetting the tables, chairs and the ground.

But no one paid attention. The maids knew that Gu Jue was inside, so they didn't follow him.

As for Chu Qianchen, he had already taken off his shoes and was happily leaning against Gu Jue, with his usual sweet smile.

Of course Gu Jue knew about Jingle's visit to the palace, so he asked, "Is Jingle okay?"

He raised his hand to gently help Chu Qianchen with his hair. A familiar fragrance wafted out from his hair and clothes, faint and warm, lingering on the tip of his nose.

"She hasn't woken up yet. I see that she is haggard and tired, and there is a wound on her forehead. I wonder if it was the consort who did it again." Chu Qianchen couldn't help but play with Gu Jue's hair and put his hair on it. Her hair was tangled between her fingers, curled and played with in circles.

"When I found her just now, Jingle was all wet. I think she must have been sitting at the door for at least an hour or two without knocking."

"If I hadn't gone out today, I don't know when someone would have discovered her."

Chu Qianchen said whatever he thought of, and his parents chattered about it.

All she enjoyed was the process of talking to him.

She just wanted to be with Gu Jue, even if she didn't say a word, just cuddling up to him like this and feeling his body temperature and breath, she was very satisfied.

Chu Qianchen squinted his eyes and smiled, and the two of them talked.

Gu Jue stroked her back with one hand, gently and slowly, as if comforting a child, and occasionally responded.

(End of chapter)