Farmer Lady of Fortune, Imperial Concubine, Don’t Be Too Sweet

Biquge www.xbiquge.cc, the fastest updated peasant girl concubine, don't be too sweet the latest chapter!When Liu Zhixia turned around, he saw a man with a beautiful face hurried towards him and handed him a small note.

"Master Liu, the slave-servant is Yuan Fu's maidservant. My young lady wants to ask Master Liu for an urgent matter. When you see him, the address will be on the note, and I hope that your appointment will be on time."

Liu Zhixia frowned, opened the note, there were two lines of Juanxiu in small letters, attached the address, and the last four characters-see it all.

Fold the note and give it back to the maid, "Go back to your lady, there is a difference between men and women. If you are so private, you will be afraid of gossip, which will harm Miss Yuan's reputation. If Miss Yuan is really in a hurry, you can post to Liu House. Liu waits."

He said he got off the carriage and walked away.

The maid stood there stomping anxiously.

Miss invited so alone, Master Liu really can't see what Miss wants?

It's so puzzled!

Now she didn't know how to explain to the young lady.

In a private tea room in the city, Yuan Yunqiao said nothing after receiving the maid.

After drinking the tea on the coffee table, leave quietly.

She actually expected that he would not come, otherwise, he would not be Liu Zhixia.

It's just that she didn't give up and still wanted to give it a try.

In November, it was rainy in the capital, and the next one would be the next one.

The weather has become very cold, coupled with wet rain, most people do not want to go out at home.

The Liufu Flower Hall has raised the stove. The flower hall is not big. The heating from the stove makes the whole flower hall warm and mellow.

Maodou put on a small jacket with grey fox fur, a small table lying on the couch, and grabbed the brush with a vivid red.

The small face was reddened by the indoor heating, and looked very cute.

Fu Yuzheng sat on the other side of the low table, and adorned the man’s navy blue robe with silver stripes, so as to dilute the heavy and dull of the navy blue.

This kind of work can be handed over to Xiu Niang, but Fu Yuzheng doesn't like to use artificial hands, especially men's robes, and he doesn't want to give them to others.

"My mother, my father said that doing embroidering work hurts my eyes. I won't let you do it. Why don't you help the embroidered mother?" Xiaowaer's mianhong was tired, and she held her head to see the embroidered color of her mother.

"Because, my mother is stingy." Fu Yuzheng smiled in the corner of his mouth, taking a needle and a thread seriously in his hand.

"Why do you want to be stingy?" Waer was even more puzzled.

It's just a robe, even if the embroidered embroiderer is not good, if the robe is broken, you can change it to another one.

Dad is rich.

Daddy gave his mother a pair of earrings and could buy two robes.

"You will understand when you grow up," the woman said.

"Is my mother telling me not to do it now? Dad said, Xiaowaer asked if he didn't understand, shame is almost courageous."

The man was so big that the woman laughed and laughed, and looked at Xiaowaer sideways. "If you were, would you give your most important things to others?"

"Never would."

"My mother will not."

"But dad is not a thing."

Ninjun couldn't help but the woman didn't go to the baby's whispering sickness. The pale fingertips gently touched the man's shirt, and the eyes were full of tenderness.

"Your father, it's your mother's life."

Maodou only felt that his head was hit by something, a little dull pain, and a little numb.

He didn't know what it was like, but when his mother said this sentence, she was so serious and solemn and sincere, and it has been printed in his mind ever since.

It was not until he grew up that he gradually realized that the feeling that the mother-in-law gave him that day was shocking.

"Madam, Miss Yuan came to see you." The housekeeper came to the house outside the flower hall.

Fu Yuzheng looked up and looked out of the hall. It was raining, wet and cold outside.

In this kind of weather, the family has a lot of money in the Nueng Pavilion, but the door does not go out, but Miss Yuan is special.

"Invite her to come in."

Folded the robes in his hands, arranged the needles, and the housekeeper just led the people in.

The white fox fur cloak and long blue jacket make the girl's complexion more fair.Jiao's face was slightly greased, and she looked very good.

The scallions are tender and tender, with a young girl's breath.

"Miss Yuan, why are you going out in such a cold day?" The girl greeted the girl to sit down, and Fu Yuzheng served tea.

The attitude is not warm-hearted or indifferent.

Yuan Yuan went to the banquet that day, and she didn't feel well. If it weren't for her, she would be unhappy that day.

She takes care of the overall situation, but it does not mean that she is weak and bully. If someone steps on her face, she will definitely fight back.

"A man was so bored at home that he wanted to go out and didn't feel cold when he wore more." Yuan Yunqiao sat down and looked at the robe at Fu Yuzheng's hand. His eyes moved, and he turned to look Maodou, "Does Maodou practice calligraphy? It looks much better than last time, and progress is really fast."

"I'm my dad's son, so naturally I have to be as smart as my dad." Mao Dou grabbed the brush again and began to paint red seriously, answering the questions in a decent manner, which is a bit like the charm of his father's hospitality.

"Yes, your father is very smart." Yuan Yunqiao smiled.

"Xiaowaer opened his mouth and made Miss Yuan smile."

"How come, edamame is so talented, I have never seen such a clever little doll in every house."

After talking about Yuan Yunqiao, he looked at the copybooks placed on Xiaoxiao's desk. After a moment, he was surprised, "These words are very similar to Master Liu's words."

Fu Yuzheng smiled, "It is indeed my husband's handwriting. Mao Dou said that his father's characters are better written than those sold outside, and his father wrote them in person, so that he would follow them when he practiced writing on weekdays."

Mao Dou shook his head proudly, "Dad ignored me, but the mother said what she did. I asked the mother to do what she could not do. My father listened to her mother most."

"Is it?" Yuan Yunqiao cleverly rubbed the small head of Maodou. "Your father and mother are really close."

"Yes. Dad said that men have to spoil women. Our family just kisses a woman, and I am a little man, so he has to spoil the mother first, and then it's my turn."

"You are a little man, how can you learn that a woman chews her tongue?" Fu Yuzheng pretended to be angry, and her ears were red.

"It's not chewing the tongue, Dad said, since it's a fact, he's not afraid to talk to people. Those who chew the tongue are all jealous of others." Mao Dou retorted, it was totally a dad's little brother.

"Unexpectedly, Master Liu looked at a serious book on weekdays, and the relationship with Mrs. Liu in private was so deep, and she really understood the pain. It was really enviable." The sight passed Fu Yuzheng's eyes and the brows that could not be hidden, Yuan Yunqiao was light. The voice was inexplicable.

Fu Yuzheng glanced at her and said with a smile, "Miss Yuan will certainly be able to meet good people in the future, and they will be happy together."

"There are not many good people like Master Liu." As soon as these words came out, the warmth flowing in the flower hall seemed to be slightly frozen, and the raindrops outside the door fluttered with the wind, bringing a chill.