Xiao Lanhua and Xue Cheng got married, and the busiest people were Qingman, Qingsong, and Fuzhong.
Now, all the palace servants in Consort Xiao's palace know that the Grand Eunuch is not dead, and they are now in the palace helping the Consort with her wedding preparations.
This is really giving Fuzhong a headache. I don't know how you guys manage while I'm not home.
I keep asking myself these questions every day.
"Manager, how many lanterns should we hang? It'll be so festive, could you give us some advice?"
"Eunuch Fuzhong, how should we arrange these flowers? Our lady likes peonies, and she also likes peonies,"
"Fuzhong, Fuzhong, you have great taste. Tell me, should I wear this or this on our empress's wedding day? Pick one for me, and pick one for Qingman too."
Fu Zhong looked up at Qing Song, who was admiring herself in the mirror beside him, her eyes vacant, and said:
"Grandma, please don't get involved in this mess, okay? Seriously, how did you all manage in Shuhua Palace without me?"
"Why is everyone asking me this as soon as I got back?"
Qingsong pouted, hummed a few times, and said:
"I don't know, I just lived like that without really understanding what was going on."
Qingman had just come out of the Ministry of Justice. She had taken several days off specifically for this purpose. As she walked, she straightened her clothes and put her gloves into her purse, saying:
"How did we manage? It's all thanks to the Empress's help. Even the Empress's head maid is moving into our Shuhua Palace."
"I'm really worried. How can two girls manage to live like this? My two young ladies, this time, not for the sake of the Empress, but for yourselves, how about we learn to manage a household?"
Qingsong snorted again and said:
“I’m going to follow my master, I won’t learn.”
"From now on, you'll be the Empress's eldest aunt, aren't you going to learn?"
"Even if I don't study, I'll still be the eldest aunt."
Fu Zhong then looked at Qing Man. She was reliable. She was a young lady from a prominent family before. Which young lady from a prominent family doesn't know how to manage a household?
"I have to work at the Ministry of Justice, I don't have time to study."
"What about when you get married?"
"It's none of your business."
After hearing this, Qingsong suddenly realized what was going on and looked at the two of them with a gossipy expression.
Fu Zhong hadn't even realized what was happening yet. He had previously given Qing Man a lot of gifts to woo her, but she hadn't agreed to date him.
The man who had been squatting on the ground suddenly stood up, looking at Qingman with delight in his eyes, and asked:
"You've agreed to marry me?"
"I don't want to get married, but if I were to get married, it would definitely be to you, and you can decide what to do then."
"OK!"
Qingsong couldn't bear to look. After so many years of being colleagues, his prospects were so mediocre. It was shameful.
"Siman, Siman, let me hug Kaixuan for a while."
Now that the kids at Fengyuelou have reached the age where they're disliked by everyone and even dogs, adults hardly ever touch them, and nobody plays with them, so they play with Huo Kaixuan instead.
Triumph also has a serious illness; his brain is just like an eagle's, and he didn't inherit Huo Xiaocheng's.
"I want to wear floral clothes, I want to wear Aunt Xiangxiang's clothes."
Siman ran while coaxing him.
"Little sister, let's be good, let's not do it."
"No, I want to wear it."
Siman was scared. What if Aunt Chunying found out that the child's aesthetic sense had gone astray when she got home at night? Wouldn't she hold a grudge against her and Buhui?
"What the hell?"
Fu Zhong questioned his own ears.
Hou Xiangxiang's aesthetic sense is known to everyone in the palace. What is this child saying?
Should I wear her clothes?
"Siman, Siman, come here."
When Siman saw that it was Fuzhong, an acquaintance, she took her child and went over.
She placed the triumphant object on the ground and asked:
"What's wrong, Uncle Fuzhong?"
"Does Kaixuan's family know about her taste?"
The little girl shook her head and said:
"You don't know, do you? Today was the first time she said she wanted to wear Aunt Hou's clothes."
"Then this needs to be changed as soon as possible."
Fu Zhong was truly frightened. Only after leaving the palace and following Xiao Lanyi did he realize that war between two countries was not just about life and death, but also about the magnanimity of great powers.
On the battlefield, the strength of a family's supplies and resources, along with the morale of its soldiers, inspired them to fight.
However, Fu Zhong really doesn't want to see what will happen in ten or more years.
A female general with a face more beautiful than a fairy, wearing red armor on her upper body and a green skirt armor on her lower body, and a cloak with big red and green flowers on her back.
Then he opened his mouth.
"I am Huo Kaixuan, Marshal of the Great Yan. Who goes there? State your name!"
Fu Zhong shuddered at the thought of that scene.
"Kaixuan, do you still recognize Uncle Fuzhong?"
Fu Zhong has lived in the palace for quite a while, and Huo Kaixuan knows her.
The little dumpling nodded.
Fu Zhong then continued:
"Listen to your uncle, your Aunt Xiangxiang's clothes are really ugly."
"It looks good." Triumph retorted without even thinking.
"Even my grandpa said it looks good. He said Aunt Xiangxiang is the best dresser!"
Fu Zhong glanced at Si Man and Bu Hui, then at Kai Xuan.
My head hurts, really.
"Your dad... no, your grandpa, he... go home and ask Grandma. Grandma says only what's pretty is pretty, okay, my darling?"
Huo Kaixuan was short-sighted and couldn't quite grasp the idea. After thinking for a long time, she decided that this would work too.
Grandma is the one who calls the shots at home. If Grandma agrees, she can wear it.
"Okay, then I'll ask Grandma when I get home tonight, 'Uncle Fuzhong, can I wear this flower in my hair?'"
Kaixuan pointed to a pot of bright red peonies. The child was dressed in a bright green outfit today, a rather unusual color, but Chunying matched it well, and Kaixuan is also very pretty.
They looked like the attendants of the goddess of flowers.
But if you put a flower in it, then there's nothing left.
"Is Kaixuan an obedient child?"
Just when he was ready to hear compliments, Huo Kaixuan straightened his chest and said:
"Absolutely."
"Then we'll be good, we won't wear flowers on our heads, okay?"
"ah?"
While Huo Kaixuan was still in a daze, Siman grabbed her and ran towards He Yi.
Siman understood the whole story. It was because her great-uncle Huo kept saying that Aunt Xiangxiang dressed well, which led the child astray.
Grandma, are you home?
Hearing the sound, He Yi pushed open the door and came out.
This palace made their living conditions feel like those of a brothel.
"What's wrong, Siman?"
"Grandma, I'll keep it short, just one thing. Your son Kaixuan thinks... thinks Aunt Xiangxiang looks good in clothes."
"..."
Huo Xiaolong was chatting with his mother in the house, discussing how to make Xiao Lanhua's wedding more grand.
This is a good opportunity to tell all women that remarriage is acceptable, so that the number of women in the Great Yan will increase.
"Okay, thank you for your hard work, Siman. Are you tired after holding the baby for so long? Grandma will make you something nice to eat."
Siman and Bu Hui were not polite at all. After all, He Yi used to hold them and feed them when they were little, and now she was trying to stop them from getting beaten up.
"Grandma, I want to eat the steamed buns you make."
"Grandma, could you add some more meat sauce, and make it spicy?"
He Yi smiled indulgently and tapped the child's forehead twice, saying:
"They're all so tempting, let's go back and wait to eat."
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