This is the harem. Do you really think that Wen Xian will still be good sisters with her like before after entering the harem?

Oh, ignorance!

Concubine Liu Shu left Concubine Shen De behind. The reason was that the Queen Mother was still waiting for her.

Concubine Shen De laughed twice, then got on the sedan chair and drove her back to the palace.

On the other side, Jiang Yuming, who was lying in bed in the side hall, was reading a book leisurely.

It is a book on the art of war. Although it is very boring, there are no other books in it.

It can’t be said that there are none at all, there are even more boring life philosophy books.

Compared with any philosophy of life or historical records, she might as well be chewing on the art of war.

At least there are cases in the art of war book to relieve her boredom.

Just think of it as a short story.

By the time Meng Chengye came over after finishing his work, the sun had already set, leaving only a pale pink sunset hanging in the sky.

"Speaking of which, what happened today that you are hiding from me here?"

Meng Chengye changed his clothes, sat next to Jiang Yuming, and picked up a cup of tea and took a sip in a rather amusing way.

Jiang Yuming put down the book and whispered: "I don't think it's a big deal, I'm just angry that my predecessor, the Concubine De, hinted at me, so I just responded a little."

Meng Chengye pulled Jiang Yuming into his arms, rested his chin on Jiang Yuming's head, and was silent for a long time.

"You little clever guy."

Jiang Yuming chuckled.

"Does Yuming have a nickname?" Meng Chengye lazily leaned against Jiang Yuming.

"Yes, my concubine's family calls me Chacha."

Jiang Yuming picked up the book on the table and flipped through it.

"Chacha?" Meng Chengye turned his head and looked at Jiang Yuming.

It can't be the camellia tea.

"Well, Chen Concubine's mother said that when I was born, the camellias at the door happened to be blooming, so she called Chen Concubine Yuming, and her nickname was Chacha."

Jiang Yuming thought about the origin of the original owner's name.

Meng Chengye played with Jiang Yuming for a while, then stayed with Jiang Yuming for dinner, and finally stayed overnight.

Before going to bed, Jiang Yuming looked at the swaying candlelight and inexplicably remembered a word he saw in the Art of War book this afternoon.

Call the sheep into the tiger's mouth.

Perhaps it had been too long since he had entered the harem, but Jiang Yuming came to the door in person, and Meng Chengye struggled for most of the night.

At noon the next day, Jiang Yuming dragged his slightly tired body back to Tingyu Pavilion.

As soon as she entered the door, Jiang Yuming saw two packages placed on the table.

"Little master, this is brought in for you from your family." Xiao Huazi stood respectfully at the side.

Jiang Yuming opened the package and checked it with interest.

Inside there was a letter from home, a sandalwood box, two pieces of gleaming cloth, a set of ruby ​​carved heads and a pair of lovely porcelain dolls.

Opening the family letter, there are greetings from Jiang's father, concern from Jiang's mother, and concern from his two brothers and sister-in-law.

The fabric is a kind of fabric called Liuguang brocade that Jiang's father found when he went out. This kind of fabric will turn pink in the sun and turn blue in a cool place.

It can be said to be very novel.

Jiang Yuming knew a little bit about the principle of this fabric, but he couldn't explain it in detail.

The ruby ​​carved headband was given to her by Jiang's mother. She said that she saw that this set of headbands suited Jiang Yuming very well, so she brought them to her as well.

As for the pair of porcelain dolls, they were made by Jiang Yuming's two brothers, one for each.

Jiang Yuming happily placed the porcelain doll in the most conspicuous place.
Chapter completed!