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Chapter 0167 I'm sorry

Su Peisheng prepared all the clothes and changed them in the main yard. The Fourth Master ordered the concubine to say a few words, and then told Li and Song to take care of the children, so they didn't have to go out of the front yard and left by themselves.

After seeing off the Fourth Master, everyone dispersed. Ye Zao was very cold without breakfast. A Yuan helped him back to Jinyu Pavilion, but it was still dark.

He simply fell head-on: "Let's eat when you wake up."

The Fourth Master left, which was equivalent to leaving the King of Hell.

The big ghosts and little ghosts in the mansion probably can’t be suppressed anymore, so let’s talk about it after sleeping for a full time.

I don't know how to spend these few months.

I have to say, it’s different whether you like it or not. When the Fourth Master was in the mansion, she was much safer.

A Yuan responded and took care of her and then came out to bite A Ling's ears: "It's okay for everyone around him to say that when the master left, the chef followed him two times, afraid that his future diet would be worse than before."

"No way? Let's see it in a few days. If it's worse, I can only endure it. It's better to endure it if my master is not here." A Ling said.

A Yuan nodded, there was no other way.

Fortunately, my master asked someone to send me a lot of money yesterday. I guess I was afraid that the girl would be inconvenient?

As long as the concubine and the side concubine do not deliberately suppress it, they can still hold on in the past few months.

Is it easy to do things if you have money?

The concubine returned to the main courtyard and removed the hairpin and wanted to sleep. Before going to bed, she ordered: "Transfer the message everywhere and do the same as before."

Madam Yang responded and served her to lie down.

It's too early. It's nothing to get up now. It's very cold in the morning in winter, so it's better to sleep for a while.

The Fourth Master entered the palace first.

Together with Prince Zhi, he met Emperor Kangxi in the Qianqing Palace.

"You go, I feel at ease with the boss here. I wish you a triumphant return soon." Mr. Kangxi leaned against the soft couch and wore a regular dress.

It's just a bandit suppression, it's not a big deal, so there are no serious standards for going to the expedition.

The prince responded: "I wish my elder brother and fourth brother a triumphant victory as soon as possible."

If you have too many words, I don’t want to say a single word.

"Crown Prince, just send them out of the city." Mr. Kangxi smiled.

The prince bowed and replied yes.

Prince Zhi hurriedly said that he didn't dare to go out with the prince.

Fortunately, it was also a quelling rebellion, so naturally it was to attack Deshengmen and leave the capital. Deshengmen has always been the gate that the army had to go out to fight.

When I return triumphantly in the future, it is time to enter the capital from Andingmen.

Although the Prince Zhi led 50,000 troops south, not all of them were taken away from the capital.

There are only 5,000 children in the capital, and the rest of the troops are waiting for the Governor of Sichuan and Shaanxi.

Before leaving, the prince was particularly calm and calm.

The Prince Zhi felt a little unspeakable.

He felt that he seemed to be too bullying by his memory.

"If you have to send me off, I will definitely return in triumph and I will not let down the expectations of the Emperor Ama and the Prince." Prince Zhi bowed and rode on his horse.

"Brother has always been brave and good at fighting, so I am at ease. Brother, both civil and military, is my blessing for the Qing Dynasty." The prince also smiled and bowed: "Brother, take care of me, fourth brother."

The Fourth Master hurriedly said, "Thank you, my brother, and I, the Prince."

The prince couldn't help but feel a little envious when he saw them riding their horses.

He had no experience of sending troops to suppress bandits, nor was he as brave and good at fighting like his elder brother.

I felt it was unnecessary before, but now he knows that there is no chance.

The prince dismissed everyone, and after a few rounds, he rode his horse to Fengying's courtyard.

The weather was very good, and Fengying was in the yard to make straw for a small tree.

With her back to the prince, she had a pretty figure and wrapped it in a cotton robe, her hair was casually inserted with a golden hairpin, and her ears seemed to be wearing a pair of earrings. She was moving, and the prince couldn't see it clearly.

Everyone was stopped by the prince and he walked over slowly.

Fengying wrapped the straw curtain on the saplings and tied it with a cloth strip.

No matter how good the weather is, it is winter. Her tender white hands are a little red and her ears are red.

The prince stood quietly behind her, watching her do these things, which were almost unnecessary in the prince's opinion.

She seemed to like to do these things that could have been asked by her servants to do.

The prince doesn't believe that the mother here will not serve her wholeheartedly, it's nothing more than that, she likes it.

But why?

What women like should not be exquisite jewelry, beautiful clothes, or elegant ones. They like to have a single book of calligraphy and painting, famous for their piano and chess?

Why does this woman prefer these simple and even rough things?

Fengying tied the straw on the saplings, clapped her hands and stood up.

"ah"

As soon as he got up, he fell into the prince's arms. He was startled and turned around suddenly, and retreated to the prince's chest.

Seeing that it was him, he hurriedly touched his chest.

I was so scared that I was not even able to say it, but I was beaten and picked up by the prince.

Her face turned red from the cold, and she was shocked and shy, and she became redder. She felt so happy to see him.

After all, I thought I could not see you this year after the separation last time. I saw you again in just a few days. How could I not be happy?

The prince's mouth curled happily, and the things that were suppressed in his heart seemed to have gone away.

In the room, the charcoal fire was burning strong, and the prince put her down: "How do you do those things by yourself?"

"Well, this tree was planted by me, of course I have grown up with my own hands. It was a peach tree, and peaches will be eaten in a few years." Fengying stood up and washed her hands.

"You know a lot of things." This sentence is not a question, but a certainty.

He knew for sure that Feng Ying knew a lot.

"Yes, I'm reading books, it's all in the books. Why did the Prince come today? It's not like that today." When Prince Zhi went to war, the Prince might be unhappy, so he didn't continue.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have talked nonsense." Feng Ying smiled awkwardly.

He called the prince and laughed: "It's okay, this is the fact. I sent them away and came to your place. What's the good lunch? I didn't eat breakfast well."

It is naturally not good to eat breakfast and eat with Emperor Ama.

"Yes, can you give me some snacks first? I made it and learned from Ma Wu." Feng Ying said, and asked someone to get it.

The prince nodded, very interested.

After eating snacks, the prince suddenly sighed: "You are really not suitable for the palace."

"Puff, why did the prince suddenly say this again? Didn't he make a decision long ago that I won't enter the palace?" Feng Ying laughed.

"You are the lonely woman" entering the palace, she is not suitable.

It is really difficult for the prince to see her if he doesn't enter the palace.

At this moment, Feng Ying was blessed to the heart and understood the prince's meaning.

Yes, she doesn't care about being an outdoor room and staying outside for the rest of her life.

But the prince would also want to see her, what should he do?
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