Wei Xiaoniang's eyebrows and eyes were calm, and there was no emotional fluctuation from beginning to end, and she didn't even move her eyebrows.

"This meaning is not good." Xie Weiran threw the tattered embroidery strap on the table. She looked at the scissors in her hand: "I haven't entered the official position yet, and it's really bad to be promoted step by step. What do you think?"

"What the princess said is."

After sitting for a while, Xie Weiran got up, she brushed her sleeves and looked at Wei Xiaoniang: "I'm upset today, I'll say goodbye."

After saying that, she was about to leave.

"Princess." The woman stood up, she looked at the girl and said seriously: "Mrs. It really has nothing to do with me."

Xie Weiran, the madman, would be fine if she designed her, she would just report it to each other, but if it was involved in her mother, she would definitely bite people around like a mad dog.

You can't afford to offend, or you can't afford to bet.

Xie Weiran looked back at her, with a smile on his lips: "Yes or no, it's not my mother who has the final say."

After saying that, she opened the bead curtain and walked out.

Wei Xiaoniang looked at the shaking pearl curtains and her heart rippled.

"Madam, who will it be?" The confidant came over, "It was someone who made you offend the princess and deliberately designed it."

"The snipe and clam fight, the fisherman gains the benefits." Wei Xiaoniang looked at the tattered embroidery bandage and smiled slightly, with frost all over her eyes, "Who is it?"

After returning to Mingyue Tower, Xie Weiran poured two cups of hot tea. She was nestled in the soft collapse, looking tired, but she was forced to keep her spirits: "Where is Yu Nian?"

"I'm here." Yu Nian walked in from the compartment.

"Xie Lijiao, Wei Lianzhen, how about it?"

“Of course it’s excellent.”

"Okay." The girl sat up with her body. She looked at Yu Nian and cleared her throat: "Then you go and do your business first..."

The weather is getting colder and colder. As the beginning of winter passes, the wind is even colder, so cold that people don’t want to go out. Autumn is really short.

A few days later, Linghu Yu'er's birthday was the first birthday she had since come to Beijing. She is also the county lord and has a good status, so she naturally has to handle it well.

The birthday banquet was located on Furong. It is said that many posts were issued to invite teenagers and girls of appropriate age in Beijing.

Furong Monk started to set up the venue half a month ago, which was very high-profile, which attracted frequent discussions among people in Beijing.

At this time, Qiufeng Pavilion.

The girl wore a square collar and plush edges, a pair of lotus roots with embroidered pipa sleeves with lotus roots, a white horse-faced skirt with lotus tea, and a pair of hair. She had fluffy small flower balls on her bun, and was decorated with milky white tassels.

At this moment, she was sitting on the man's lap, smiling and holding a bunch of hair to scratch the man's cheek: "Xu Yinian, it is said that Linghu invited a young girl of the right age. Why are you on the list? Are you a teenager or a girl? But are you not a judging age?"

The man carefully hugged her waist, looking helpless: "Cancan..."

"And there is more." Xie Weiran shook her head, and she gently brushed the man's deep eyebrows with the ends of her hair: "I just went out today, but I was here to have tea. You found me so quickly and said! Have you sent someone to monitor me?"
Chapter completed!