Biquge www.xbiquge.cc, the fastest update to the latest chapter of the Rebirth of a Lady: The Second Wife of the Hou Mansion!In this life, Shen Qingrong, who has never experienced hardship, has the secret recipe in the palace, plus the excellent embroidery skills taught by Li Xiuyu, is completely different from the previous life.
In fact, Shen Qingci is not only interested in Li Xiuyu's embroidery skills, but also her loyalty and pride in her skills.
I have stayed with such a person for a long time, and if I want to come to my sister, I will be close to Zhuzhechi. Naturally, my temper can become more determined and I will not give up.
Sure enough, she had already seen these things coming from her sister's eyes.
Sister, has A Ning done what you made?
Shen Qingci rushed over, rubbing his little head against her sister's chest happily.
"My sister is so nice, she has grown up again."
She said such a sentence that made Shen Qingrong vomit blood, but the partial child had such a mentality. Her words were unintentional, but it sounded so ashamed that Shen Qingrong almost wanted to find a hole to bury herself in. .
She hurriedly pulled away her sister, and then sorted out her clothes. This kid likes to say these things.
In fact, Shen Qingci is curiosity, she is curious, what exactly can her sister look like, will she grow into Princess Jun and Princess Jun’s three princesses?
Shen Qingrong gave a light cough, and then adjusted his sister's clothes, "Isn't it cold with so few clothes?"
"not cold."
Shen Qingci shook his head, and everything she wore became a ball. If she wears more, she won't be able to walk.
"Sister, are you ready for what A Ning wants?"
Shen Qingci shook Shen Qingrong's finger.
"En, okay," Shen Qingrong took his sister's little hand, and then touched her little hand that was indeed warm. After it was not cold, this was relieved. What she feared most was that this girl was sick. She fell ill last year. She was really scared to death. She has always had a high fever. How afraid they are that this little sister will not be raised, who made her suffer from disasters since she was a child, and finally she has grown to six years old now. It's also better, but Wan has to be able to warm up, not cold.
This younger sister really grew up in the palm of their family's hands, but when will she grow up?
Shen Qingrong took out a cloak that was the same as Shen Dingshan, but with a different color. Shen Dingshan's one was black, while this one was dark blue. The color was lighter, and it was also a lot more approachable.
Shen Qingci ran over, then lay on the bed, and then put his face on the cloak.
"Ah, so comfortable, so warm and warm."
Shen Qingci likes such soft things the most.
"You too."
Shen Qingrong took out a small white cloak, a small hat of the same color, and small white boots.
Thank you elder sister, Shen Qingci hurriedly hugged her and held her own in her arms. Her elder sister's female celebrity is really good. In just one year, she learned Li Xiuyu's seamless embroidery method and did it. With good clothes in hand, after three years, I think about it, Li Xiuyu will almost let her learn.
"By the way, A Ning, you haven't told my sister, who are you going to give this cloak to?"
Shen Qingrong is weird. She hugged her sister to her own collapse, and then helped her to take off her shoes, and then hugged a soup lady in her arms, and then wrapped her tightly in a quilt. Just work.
Is this for father?But the father didn't have it, and it wasn't for the eldest brother, because the elder brother didn't like this color, it was weird, he liked black, because even if the black was stained with ashes, no one found it.
"A Ning is going to be used as a gift."
Shen Qingci put his little head on his sister's lap.
Anyway, I just don't think about it.
Her mother went early. In fact, if it weren’t because she was born again, she had also met her mother. In fact, she would have forgotten the mother’s appearance. The older sister is five years older than her, but the two lives are the older sisters. Bring her up.
So she is not good to her sister, who should she be good to?
"Sister, we are going to King Jun's Mansion tomorrow, do you have any gifts for Aunt Jun King?"
How can you leave empty-handed when you enter someone's house?
This is polite. They are naturally lacking if they have children, and even her own is prepared.
"Well, I've been prepared."
Shen Qingrong smiled softly, her gestures and gestures were filled with extravagance and elegance, but it was because she didn't go out often, because she had to take care of her younger sister, and she had to learn the show skills taught by Li Xiuyu. Otherwise, she would use her skills. Her appearance, her character, and her top-of-the-line embroidery skills, I am afraid that among those noble ladies in Beijing, she can win the first name.
And now she is expecting the news that her sister won the first place in the noble girl.
"A Ning loves my sister the most," she threw herself into Shen Qingrong's arms, spoiling her from time to time.
Shen Qingrong also loved her sister, she touched her little head, "My sister also loves A Ning the most," and at this time, her heart was actually very warm and painful.
Her little sister has finally grown up a bit, has grown taller, and has opened up.
On the second day, they cleaned up again and prepared to go to King Jun’s Mansion, but King Jun’s Mansion specially handed out another post. When the two previous two moved around, they were all privately. Now they handed over the post. Son, is to let everyone know how good their relationship is?
Shen Qingrong was sitting in the carriage holding Shen Qingci, while Shen Dingshan and Shen Wenhao could not be more serious, and Shen Wenhao had recently become accustomed to the feeling of being held by the stars.
At the age of twelve, he had already made a magic weapon, what kind of child is this, and how his family grew up, but his own family is still happy in a word.
When it was the time of King Jun's Mansion, Shen Wenhao and his son got off the horse, and the curtain of the carriage was also opened. Shen Wenhao quickly helped his sister down.
Today, Shen Qingrong is wearing a plain white dress. The girl’s clear posture is natural, especially in the white snow. The plum fragrance is quiet and long, and people are like plum blossoms, standing in the wind. The time of snow has never changed.
A twelve-year-old girl, in fact, has grown up. She smiles shallowly, her eyebrows are delicate and elegant, and her figure is also good. Although only twelve, the physical development of this girl is too good, although it is winter. Wearing too much clothes, she still sees her graceful figure and beautiful white neck outside.
The curtain of the carriage opened again, and Shen Dingshan stretched out his hand, and a small child was already in his arms.
Shen Qingci wore the clothes made by her sister herself, a little white furry cape, a little hat, and a pair of boots of the same color on her feet. Why did she feel that the little fairy boy came from?
Or just a little white rabbit spirit.
When Shen Dingshan saw his three children again, he really felt that he had no regrets in his life.