Six-Year-Old Child, Baojiao, is Busy with Kingdom-Building

Chapter 334: departure

  Chapter 334 Departure

afternoon,

  When Jiaojiao brought Jian Jia home, the Wang family was at a loss.

  Bao Ya hurriedly pulled her sister and asked, "Jiaojiao, this is?"

   Jian Jia hurriedly explained: "The servant girl is the young lady's maidservant."

   Then, she explained the fabricated life experience.

  After hearing the reason, the Wang family did not doubt that his Jiaojiao did have that ability.

  But after all, he is a stranger, and the whole family is quite wary.

  When eating in the evening, Jian Jia fetched water for the young lady to wash her hands, wiped them with a cotton handkerchief, and finally put an embroidered cloth made of waterproof fabric on the neckline, which was not only beautiful but also did not look like a handkerchief at all.

   Every time Jian Jia's chopsticks fall, Jiaojiao likes them without exception.

   After eating, wait for people to rinse their mouth carefully, prepare toiletries for brushing teeth, wait for washing, combing hair and warming the couch. A series of steps are orderly.

  The whole family looked strange, and Liu Zhihua was very satisfied.

  She originally thought that after Jiaojiao's twelfth birthday, she would find a personal girl to serve her, but she didn't expect to have a ready-made one.

  The appearance of serving others is more careful than her mother. Just in case, Liu Zhihua called out Jian Jia to inquire about her family background.

  As the secret guard, Jian Jia naturally answered the questions fluently, and Liu Zhihua was more and more satisfied with her appearance of being neither humble nor overbearing.

  …

  The next morning,

  Uncle De locked the gate, and the whole family took two carriages and set off for Huaizhou.

  —

  Imperial Palace.

   Fengluan Palace.

   "Report to the empress, the head of the country is here."

  The bead curtain was pushed aside by the maid, and a graceful and luxurious figure stepped out from inside.

  White peony tulle, winding white smoke cage plum blossom skirt, oval bun with a golden hollowed-out hair crown, golden flower inlaid on the forehead, exquisite makeup.

  Murong Yun walked up the steps and sat down on the couch, and said, "Please come in."

   "Slaves obey orders."

  Hong Ling, a close servant girl, stepped forward to respectfully give cloth tea, and asked in a low voice, "Madam, Mrs. Madam came all the way, do you need a maidservant to bring the prince here?"

  Murong Yun rubbed the center of her brows, and said, "It's fine to hug me, Zong'er hasn't seen my grandfather for a year."

   Hong Ling nodded respectfully, and winked at the maid behind her, who nodded lightly and left.

  At this time, a group of people walked in the door.

  When Master Murong saw his daughter, he hurriedly saluted with excitement: "I bow to the empress."

   Madam Murong's eyes were reddish behind her, and she hurriedly saluted: "The woman kowtows to the empress."

   "Father, mother, get up and talk."

  Murong Yun stood up and was about to help her. Seeing this, Master Murong and Mrs. Murong hurriedly avoided, stood up and replied: "Thank you, empress, empress, you have a noble status, you must not break the rules."

  There are many rules in the palace, and if you are not careful, you will be raised to speak out.

  Murong Yun withdrew her hand, and a look of indifference flashed across her eyes.

   In fact, I have gotten used to it in the past five years. The deep palace compound has smoothed out many things in people's hearts.

  Including her temperament, and the self-righteous love.

  The former King of Xin, her husband Qin Huai, used to be simple and honest, with no scheming or great ambitions. He liked to walk with her among the people, touring mountains and rivers to enjoy life.

   But after all, he is still a mortal, no match for the temptation of the ruler of a country and the beauty of power.

   In order to consolidate his throne in the first year of his ascendancy, he was promoted to several concubines. Since then, the number of beauties in the harem has increased every year.

  Up to this year, four imperial concubines have been promoted as an exception. Yesterday, another civilian girl was secretly picked up from outside, and ordered the **** to send a message to her to give a beauty reward.

  If it weren't for the support of the queen mother, I am afraid that in two years, she, a powerless queen, should abdicate to give way to the virtuous.

   "Your Majesty, watch your step."

  Hong Ling's voice sounded, and Murong Yun came back to her senses just now, and took her hand and slowly sat down.

   "Father and mother, please sit down too."

  Master Murong and Mrs. Murong just took their seats, and the waiting ladies served tea respectfully.

  Murong Fu looked at his daughter. The lively and active daughter in the past had sparkling eyes, but now she looked a little tired.

   Thinking of some gossip since he entered Beijing, he clenched his fists and couldn't ask.

  Your majesty is the son of heaven, how can you allow others to comment on whether there are many beauties in the harem.

  When Mrs. Murong saw her daughter, her eyes could not help but turn red. A mother can best tell whether life is going well or not, and her Yuner is not feeling well.

  Seeing her mother like this, Murong Yun couldn't help feeling a little hot in her eyes, but she still pretended to be calm, with a smile on the corner of her mouth: "There have been many affairs in the palace these past few months, and no one has been sent to deliver letters. How are your parents recently?"

  Murong Fu hurriedly said: "If you go back to your mother, the two of us are in good health, and there are still a lot of supplements that your mother sent a year ago, so you don't have to worry about it too much."

  Father was so polite, Murong Yun couldn't say anything else about her.

  She knew that her father was being cautious, and he was afraid that she would be offended by others.

  But obviously they are the closest relatives, but it is not as easy as talking to strangers.

  At this time, a nanny outside the door came in holding the prince.

   "Mother Empress~"

  When the four-year-old prince saw his mother, he hurriedly struggled to get out of the nanny's arms, and ran over to complain to his mother.

   "Empress mother, Zong'er is not lazy. My son wants to walk by himself, but the nanny refuses to let me."

  Nurse heard this and fell to her knees with a plop in fright.

   "Empress, please forgive me! The weather is hot and the ground is too hot, so the servants brought the prince here."

  Murong Yun hugged her son, with a little more tenderness between her brows and eyes, she nodded at the tip of his nose and said, "You little naughty boy, you seem to scare the nanny."

  Qin Hongzong pursed his lips, and said in a childish voice full of seriousness: "Mother, you are a manly man. If the ground is hot, you will not be able to get your feet down. My son should not be so coquettish."

  Murong Yun smiled gratifiedly when she heard that, raised her hand to touch her son's forehead, and said in a low voice, "Mother is very happy that my son can think like this."

  Qin Hongzong's dark eyes sparkled when he heard that, and his face was full of joy after being praised.

  Kneeling on the ground, the nanny was trembling, Murong Yun glanced at her, and said, "Get out."

  The nanny breathed a sigh of relief, got up sweating profusely and replied, "Yes, thank you, empress."

  After the nanny left, Murong Yun took Huang'er's hand and said to him with a smile: "Zong'er, you still recognize them."

  Murong Fu hurriedly stood up with his wife, saluted respectfully: "I have seen His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

  Qin Hongzong looked at the two people below with his **** eyes. He felt that their faces were familiar, but he couldn't remember them clearly. He asked casually, "Mother, who are they~"

Murong Yun touched Huang'er's head, smiled and said: "Zong'er, these are your grandfather and grandmother, the stone sculpture in your house was carved by your grandfather's hand, and your favorite red date paste It was made and sent by your grandmother."

  Hearing that they were the mother's parents, Qin Hongzong looked at them brightly, and shouted in a childish voice: "Hongzong has met his grandfather and grandmother."

  (end of this chapter)