When Wen Wan returned to her room, Song Wei had already gone to the yamen. When she saw her, she asked about the situation of the second room.

Knowing that my husband was tired in the yamen for a day, Wen Wan didn't want to bother him, so she just said a few words casually, without mentioning it. Finally, she told Song Wei: "My husband, I have discussed with my mother-in-law. In a few days, I will take my second sister-in-law to the hutong yard of our previous alley, and then let their house move in."

"Is there a conflict?" Song Wei asked.

Wen Wan was silent for a moment and nodded, as if the strength in front of outsiders had turned into grievances when he came to him. Her voice sounded dull, "The family is so big and there are many people, and there will always be conflicts of one kind or another. I dropped out of school to accompany me and prevent him from becoming a grievance. I didn't come back to be a resentful woman in the deep boudoir."

Song Wei smiled, "Then let them go."

Hearing him say this without asking the reason, Wen Wan's mind suddenly came to her mind before, Song Wei asked her before - don't you like me to stand on your side?

Looking back now, there is an indescribable sweetness.

——

In the next few days, no matter how Erya flattered and pleased her, Wenwan was always unmoved and her attitude was neither cold nor hot.

After choosing a free time, she took her second sister-in-law to the hutong yard for a walk.

The second and third bedrooms have been separated for many years, and Erlang's wife is not used to living with her parents-in-law. In addition, the Song family has many rules and has to choose, so she is willing to live alone.

Therefore, when he saw the Hutong Courtyard, Erlang's wife felt very satisfied.

The wife was satisfied, so naturally Song Erlang would not have any other objections. The couple looked for Mrs. Song to see a suitable day for moving and planned to move over as soon as possible.

When Erya heard about this, she came to ask Wenwan again and said that she wanted to stay and did whatever she wanted.

Wenwan told her that there were enough servants in the Song family and there was no need to add any more people, so she just asked her to live with her parents. If she missed her grandparents in the future, she would come and see the two old people, and the same would be true.

Erya cried and wiped her tears, and asked Song Jiao to come to her head again.

Song Jiao smiled: "It's useless to ask me, I have to follow my parents."

Song Jiao discussed with Wen Wan last night. Since her parents were going to move over, if she stayed alone, Erya would have to be a demon again. So she would not stay in the Song Mansion and then move to the alley courtyard. In this way, Erya had nothing to say.

Although Wen Wan regrets that the girl she has been with her for a year is about to leave, she cannot force such a thing. Besides, the little girl is right. If she wants to block Erya's mouth, she has to do this.

Wen Wan finally agreed and asked Song Jiao to bring Yun Duo, the maid from Tingsongge, and the tutoring nanny sent by the Xu family.

When Erya learned that her sister was leaving, she was speechless. No matter how unwilling she was, she could only follow her parents.

A few days later, Song Erlang's family left the Song Mansion and moved to the Hutong Courtyard.

Wenwan left a meal with them, and before leaving, she put down three hundred taels of silver.

Three hundred taels are not a small amount, Erlang’s wife was so moved that she didn’t know what to say.

Wen Wan said: "When I was in my hometown, I had eaten wontons made by Ersao. I thought the taste was very unique. Ersao might as well try to turn her craft into money."

Under Erlang's wife's surprise gaze, Wenwan continued: "There is a street market not far ahead. I have rented a store for you. I have paid the rent for a year. My second sister-in-law wants to think my proposal is good, so she can try it!"

Erlang's wife's eyes suddenly turned red, "Third brother and sister, I..."

Wen Wan raised her hand and hit her, "Don't say anything extra. You must be really grateful to me and train your two daughters well. After all, the eldest niece has also been with me for more than a year. I don't want her to change her mind as soon as she leaves the Song Mansion."

"Don't worry, from now on, I will train them both."

...

Wenwan left the hutong courtyard and did not go home as soon as possible. She asked Bo Lin to drive the carriage to the pawnshop where she pawned jewelry before and asked the shopkeeper, "You said before that the things I brought were most likely from the palace. How confident are you to say this?"

The shopkeeper stroked his beard and smiled, "Madam, I am an expert in this area. I have seen countless treasures. People in the circle call me "Da Chaofeng". I have not yet scratched the treasure appraisal. The things you brought are the casting process of the Ministry of Internal Affairs. The goods outside have such quality, but they are far from such good craftsmanship. If I really want to fool you, then I have to tell you that it is a fake and not worth a lot of money. How can I help you brag about the fact that the baby deliberately raised the price and made you make money? Is that right?"

Foundry by the Ministry of Internal Affairs.

Wen Wan's eyes were dazed for a moment.

"lady?"

The voice of Dachafeng came to his ears.

Wen Wan came to her senses, tugged her lips and thanked her, and hurriedly left.

When she got home, Wenwan closed the door and took out her makeup box, which was full of jewelry left by her mother.

She placed it on the dressing table one by one, her movements were carefully and carefully, her fingers gently stroked her fingertips, and her emotions were surging.

"Mom, what is this?"

Jinbao's soft voice came from beside him.

Wen Wan turned her head and saw the little guy pointing at the thing on the dressing table. She pursed her lips and smiled, "It was left by her grandmother."

The little guy tilted his head and looked curious, "Who is grandmother?"

"It's my mother's mother."

The little guy was stunned, "Does mom still have mom?"

Wenwan turned her eyes to the jewelry, and after a long time, she nodded, "Some."

"Jinbao has never seen his mother's mother." The little guy said again.

Wenwan held her son into her arms, gently touched the back of his head, without saying a word.

——

Imperial City, Yutang Palace.

After another year of reversal, the eldest prince Zhao Xi was fourteen years old.

The palace maid arranged for him by Concubine Qi was delivered to him in early March.

Song Yuanbao accompanied Zhao Xi to the martial arts field to practice swordsmanship, and he was sweating when he came back.

When I entered the door, I saw a row of strange palace maids standing outside the main hall. I counted carefully and found a total of ten.

Song Yuanbao reacted immediately, turned his head and smiled at Zhao Xi: "Your Highness's Yanfu is here."

Zhao Xi glanced at him indifferently, quickly pulled back his gaze, stepped forward a few steps, and stopped in front of the palace maid.

Several palace maids glanced at the elegant and elegant appearance of the Lord's Highness and lowered their heads in shame.

Zhao Xi's eyes swept through them one by one. After a long time, he pointed at one of them, "You stay, and the others will go back first."

The selected palace maid had a blushing complexion.

I had been told that His Highness had a unique temperament. The ones who were not selected were just a little disappointed at the beginning, but then they returned to normal and retreated in a regular manner.

The palace maid who stayed behind was named Huidong, who was a little older than Zhao Xi. Before coming, she had already received training from the nanny. Even if she had not yet broken her body, she was already in a dark room.

After all the unselected palace maids left, Zhao Xi said to her: "From today, you will live in the right side hall. Without my permission, you are not allowed to step into the main hall."

Huidong looked up at him in shock.

The young prince trained all year round, his skin was not fair, but his facial features were deep and handsome. In his eyes, he looked like the stars hidden in the night sky in winter, bright and without any warmth.

But even if it is cold and indifferent, that face is enough to make people feel heart-pounding.

As if he didn't see the doubt in the other party's eyes, Zhao Xi did not stay any longer and turned around and entered the main hall.

The father-in-law Sanbao hurriedly followed him to serve tea and water.

Eunuch Mu walked over and said respectfully to Hui Dong: "Please, girl."

Hui Dong regained her emotions, showed a gratitude smile, and followed Eunuch Mu to the right side hall.

"The young master of the Song family lives in the Zuowei Hall. If the girl is fine, don't go over and disturb him." Eunuch Mu kindly reminded.

Hui Dong said no, indicating that she knew.

But I was secretly amused in my heart. I heard that Young Master Song was inseparable from His Highness all day long. How could he disturb him?

Song Yuanbao followed into the main hall and waited for Sanbao's father-in-law to leave after serving the tea. He looked at Zhao Xi with great interest, "You just sent someone away?"

Zhao Xi just put the tea cup to his lips, in the slightly hot tea mist, his voice faintly, "The deadline given by the mother is before she was seventeen years old, so I didn't say tonight."

"Then you have to adapt in advance, right? For example, let her keep you at night from now on."

"You seem to care about my private affairs?"

Can you not care?

Song Yuanbao complained in his heart that he was just sleeping. He was really worried that he would get the girl out of bed in the middle of the night.

Zhao Xi paused and thought of something, "I almost forgot, you are fourteen years old this year."

Song Yuanbao skipped a beat and felt a bad premonition in his heart.

Sure enough, the next moment, Zhao Xi ordered the Sanbao Madam, "Go and call back the previous palace maids and ask Young Master Song to choose one too."

“…”

This slutty-mouthed Song Yuanbao wished he could snatch his ears in his heart, and hurriedly said, "Your Highness, I don't need it, our family doesn't have this tradition."

"Yeah." Zhao Xi said: "Then break it from today."

Song Yuanbao: "...I really don't need it."

Zhao Xi smiled at him, "You need to be polite. When will you succeed in your trial marriage? I will start again."

He said to Sanbao's father-in-law, "Go and tell the concubine what I just said so that she doesn't have to urge her."

Song Yuanbao felt that he was hit by the five thunders, and he was burnt on the outside and on the inside.

The Sanbao father-in-law squeezed out a touch of sympathy from his gloating eyes and gave it to Master Yuanbao, and soon invited the previous palace maid back.

Zhao Xi sat upright in the main seat, looking down at Song Yuanbao, in an undisputed tone, "Choose!"

He still had to take a cushion before he died. Except for his father, Song Yuanbao had never seen such a dark person.

He didn't even look at the palace maids, and in a negotiated tone, "Can I not choose?"

Zhao Xi was not angry, and raised her eyelids, "Can."

Song Yuanbao was overjoyed, "Your Highness is really a living Bodhisattva who saves the suffering."

Zhao Xi: "Find a reason to convince the living Bodhisattva!"

"..." Song Yuanbao.
Chapter completed!