In her heart, Jia Cong is still that brother, and it would be great that she can protect her for a safe life.

Besides, it would be a great thing if the sisters in the family could live together for the rest of their lives.

Tanchun and Xiangyun both lowered their heads and said nothing...

Jia Cong knew it in his heart and smiled and said, "Let's go, let's take a walk home and take a look at the night view in the palace."

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Eastern Palace, Yichun Palace.

Two groups of Jia girls met successfully, and the scene was naturally lively.

Although I haven't seen it for only half a month, it seems like I haven't seen it for more than ten years.

Tanchun, Xiangyun, Shishu, Cuimo and others fought with Qingwen, Chunyan, Xiangling and others, and Yingchun and Hepinger also talked and joked enthusiastically.

Xichun and the painting are the same as the little corner, Fang Fangyuanyuan laughs and makes a stubborn joke.

How can you not be surprised if you can meet a group of "old knowledge" in a strange place?

Jia Cong smiled and watched. After a while, he said, "Sister Ping'er takes the second sister and the third sister to rest. Today you all live in Yiqiu Palace. The place is big, so you can follow your troubles. But don't make a fuss too late. Have a good rest for a night. Tomorrow, go to the Imperial Garden, which is bigger and better than the Grand View Garden."

Ping'er was stunned when she heard this, and then she realized that Jia Cong must be with Baochai, so she didn't say much, and led Yingchun and others to Yiqiu Palace not far away while carrying lanterns in the palace.

After everyone left, Ying'er and Xiaowu, who had never followed everyone's stubbornness, came forward.

Both of them were red and swollen. Ying'er looked at Jia Cong with grievance and sadness and called out: "Third Master..."

Jia Cong nodded and said warmly: "Don't worry, Sister Bao is fine, I'll sleep for a few days. There will be no trouble in the future. From now on, I will protect her well."

Ying'er heard this, tears fell down her eyes and her voice hoarsely: "But, our wife..."

Jia Cong shook his head and said, "She worshiped Buddha and atone for his sins with her sister in the Grand View Garden, and it will take a few years to come out. She will understand what was wrong..."

For Mrs. Wang and Aunt Xue, the biggest pain and torture is definitely not the slap of the disciplined nanny.

Skin injury is nothing, but the real hard time is the day when you are forbidden to worship Buddha.

The wife who was once pampered and treated with a favorable family, and the female prisoner who was under the supervision of the tutor's nanny, would probably have collapsed if they could not hold on for even three days.

Once a person's heart is torn apart, even if he comes out again, he will not be able to commit any sins.

After sending Ying'er and Xiaowu to the side hall to rest, Jia Cong appointed the palace servants to get a copper basin of warm water and brocade handkerchiefs, and personally brought it into Ping'er's room.

Seeing Baochai lying quietly on the bed of the flat crib, he wet the brocade handkerchief with warm water, twisted away most of the water, and then carefully wiped Baochai's pretty face, hands and feet.

Finally, after soaking his feet with the remaining water, he lay beside Baochai, said softly "Good night", then kissed the ends of his forehead, and then fell asleep slowly.

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Chapter completed!