Peasant Woman’s Decreed Life as a Wife

Chapter 1391: flower feast

   Chapter 1391 Flower Appreciation Banquet

   "Okay, let's go see Nuanbao." Ye Muyu met the resentful look in his eyes, and she couldn't help but burst out laughing.

   "Okay, I'll give it to you in the evening."

  Chu Heng's eyes brightened slightly: "Really?"

   "Of course, I asked Lu Sangqi to get the medicine."

   For two couples who are not planning to have children, birth control pills are important.

  Chu Heng's face darkened immediately: "Whatever you do with this medicine, ask him to do it."

   "Otherwise, it's more convenient to call whoever you are familiar with. I also made a request to minimize the bad effects." Ye Muyu reached out and pinched his face: "Otherwise it will affect the body."

  Chu Heng stopped talking for a moment, and frowned for a while: "I'll take the medicine."

   "Aren't you afraid?" Ye Muyu was a little surprised.

   You know, even if it is contraception, men are disgusted with medicines. Most people think that women should come, especially in the patriarchal society in ancient times.

  Chu Heng was puzzled: "What are you afraid of?"

   "I have both sons and daughters, even if something happens, it's fine."

  Ye Muyu saw that his expression was calm, without a trace of reluctance, and she was in a happy mood, "That's fine, because you respect me so much, I will listen to you."

  Chu Heng didn't know whether to laugh or cry, stretched out his hand and squeezed the soft flesh around her waist, and said helplessly, "I know how to mess around."

   "Like a child."

   "I'm not a child, I'm a mother, let's go, I've passed."

  Seeing that Ye Muyu had turned into a look like Youer was full of everything again, Chu Heng endured his sorrow, hummed, and sent Ye Muyu back to the room next door. He stayed with his wife and children for a while before returning to the study.

  Ye Muyu waited for Nuan Bao to fall asleep, and hurriedly raised her hand, calling for Chun Xing to bring the sewing basket.

  Chun Xing brought it over, brought a small stool, sat on the soft couch, also held a needle and thread in her hand, and worked hard to embroider a handkerchief.

  Ye Muyu is more down-to-earth. Since giving birth to Nuan Bao, she feels that she has become more patient. What she is making right now is a small coat for Nuan Bao.

  The little clothes that Nuanbao wears come from Chu Ziluo and Chu Liu's family. However, the child grows fast, and the one Ye Muyu made for him can be worn when he is almost one year old.

  The coat is made of the most comfortable silk cloth.

  She doesn't embroider, she just sews and hides the stitches.

   "Ma'am, there is a post." Sumei came in from the outside, holding a post with plum blossoms in her hand.

  Ye Muyu didn't raise her head.

  Just continue making clothes.

  Sumei was not surprised, she walked to the side and continued: "Madam, it's the flower viewing feast of Duke Qing's mansion."

   "Duke Qing's Mansion?" Ye Muyu's first reaction was the flowers sold by her mother-in-law Chu Liu. I heard that most of them were bought by the Duke Qing's Mansion.

   Both the Duke and Mrs. Guo of the Duke of Qing’s Mansion love flowers. All kinds of precious varieties can be said to be veritable flower lovers.

   "That's right, the slaves have gone to investigate. The old lady of the Duke of Qing's Mansion is the current emperor's aunt, and the Duke of Qing's mansion is an old family. It has never done anything wrong, so it has always been hereditary."

   "Although the Duke of Qing's Mansion has no real power, it is constantly favored. It can be seen from the fact that the Duke of Qing's Mansion holds a flower viewing banquet every October and invites the wives and ladies in the capital."

   "Especially the Empress summoned Mrs. Qing into the palace some time ago to discuss the marriage between the Third Prince and the Fourth Prince. It is reckoned that this flower viewing banquet is held for the purpose of choosing concubines for the two princes."

  Ye Muyu couldn't put it into words: "The fourth prince is only fifteen, right? At this age, just..."

  (end of this chapter)