When Yang Ruoqing asked Yun Niang about her dance practice, Sister Hua said, "In addition to eating, drinking and having sex these past two days, I spent the rest of the time locked in the dance studio practicing."

"I told her not to work so hard. Her skills are there."

"She said that this is the first job assigned to her by Miss Yang. She must get off to a good start and not embarrass Miss Yang, hahaha..."

Sister Hua covered her mouth and smiled, and Yang Ruoqing also looked happy.

"You go back and tell Yun Niang that she should not be stressed and dance as she normally would. I believe she will be able to easily control that dance," Yang Ruoqing said.

Sister Hua nodded: "Well, I will definitely bring this to you."

Thinking of something, Yang Ruoqing continued: "Besides you, does anyone else in Haitang Xuan know about Yun Niang's dance practice?"

Sister Hua thought for a moment and shook her head.

"Miss Yang, you have told us that this dance must be kept secret until our brothel opens."

"So we didn't tell anyone else. Even the musicians who composed the music didn't know the details of the changes. They just practiced privately according to the score."

"In the dance practice room, apart from Yun Niang, I am the only one who can enter. It should not be leaked out." Sister Hua said firmly.

"Well, this is best!" Yang Ruoqing said, "However, we still can't take it lightly."

Sister Hua nodded carefully again.

Yang Ruoqing told Sister Hua some other things to pay attention to, and then Sister Hua left.

Holding the small hand heater, I walked around the house and came to the window.

It has been snowing since we arrived in Beijing, and the outside world is covered in snow.

The sky and the earth are completely white, but even so, it still cannot stop the people from making a living.

Shops in the streets and alleys are open for business. Sheds have been set up on the streets to block the wind and snow, and hot noodle soup and snacks are still on sale.

We have to live, make a living, and support our family, no matter how bad the weather is.

"Huh?"

Yang Ruoqing was stunned for a moment, her eyes chasing a pair of figures in the crowd.

Aren't those Risong and Xiao Yaxue?

Haven't the two of them been having a cold war these days? Why did they end up together again?

Yang Ruoqing smiled playfully and watched as the pair of figures quickly blended into the crowd and finally disappeared.

Hehe, this trip to the capital was not in vain for this couple. I hope they can find the pure feelings in each other's hearts like countless young men and women in this world of ice and snow!

"Qing'er..."

Behind him, a familiar voice that had not been heard for a long time suddenly came.

Yang Ruoqing was surprised and turned around to take a look.

I saw a handsome young man standing at the door of the house.

He was wearing a robe of clear water and a black cloak.

There is a circle of brown rabbit fur around the hood.

Surrounded by his face, which was a little pale due to the wind and snow, he became more and more beautiful, gentle and elegant.

"Zichuan?"

Yang Ruoqing's eyes lit up and she called him happily.

Mu Zichuan's eyes were filled with the joy of seeing each other again after a long separation.

However, when he saw her turning around, the obvious bulge in her abdomen...

His smile froze on his face instantly...

"Qing'er, you, are you pregnant?"

He opened his eyes wide and looked at her belly.

The facts were right in front of him, but he seemed unable to turn around.

Yang Ruoqing raised her hand and stroked her belly with a gentle smile on her face.

"Yes, it's been more than six months." She said, her eyes and eyebrows filled with joy and sweetness.

Mu Zichuan looked at Yang Ruoqing with a complicated expression, and finally squeezed out a sentence: "We haven't seen each other for half a year, and we have children."

"Haha, it seems that you and Brother Fengtang have really achieved enlightenment. I'm happy for you!"

Hearing his words, Yang Ruoqing was startled.

A heartfelt smile immediately appeared on his lips.

"Thank you for your blessing. Come and sit here."

She invited him to sit down at the table and went to pour him tea.

Mu Zichuan's eyes followed her figure.

"I left the capital some time ago and just came back today."

"I heard about your arrival in the capital from my teacher, so I rushed over to see you." He said.

Yang Ruoqing grabbed a handful of tea leaves and put it into the tea bowl, and said to him: "Yes, it will only be three or two days after we arrive. Tang Yazi learned from King Chen that you are not in the capital at the moment. Otherwise, we would have gone to find you long ago."

Already."

"By the way, did you meet Tang Yazi on the way here?" she asked.

Mu Zichuan shook his head: "I didn't see him when I came here."

Yang Ruoqing smiled and said, "He went shopping on the street and will probably be back soon. Please sit down for a while and let's have a meal together at noon."

Mu Zichuan nodded: "Okay."

"Come, have a sip of tea and warm your hands." She handed the tea bowl to him.

He took the tea bowl, opened the lid and sniffed it, "What a fragrant tea, the aroma is so familiar."

Yang Ruoqing narrowed her eyes and smiled: "Are you not familiar with it? This is the wild tea from Mianniu Mountain."

"I brought a lot with me on this trip to the capital, and I also prepared two kilograms for you."

"By the way, your mother also brought you two pairs of shoes. Remember to take them with you when you leave later," Yang Ruoqing said.

Mu Zichuan nodded, with a look of nostalgia on his face.

"My mother, are your health and bones okay?" he asked.

Yang Ruoqing nodded: "Auntie is not bad, don't worry."

Mu Zichuan asked again: "Are the villagers okay? In the past six months, there have been no disasters in the village, right?"

Yang Ruoqing thought for a moment and shook her head.

"The weather in our hometown has been good this year, and the crops have been good. Everyone has had a good harvest," Yang Ruoqing said.

"That's good!" Muzichuan nodded, feeling relieved.

Taking a sip of the familiar taste in the tea bowl, Muzichuan sighed softly.

"This Chinese New Year, I will return to my hometown. I have been away for so long and I always dream about home."

"Haha, they say that good men are everywhere... Qing'er, don't laugh at me because I have no future."

Yang Ruoqing smiled and waved her hands, "How could I laugh at you!"

"A good man should have ambitions in all directions, but as a man, you must not forget your roots!"

"Changping Village is your roots. Even if you are now a Tanhua Lang, wherever you go, you will still be a descendant of the old Mu family in Changping Village. This is a fact that cannot be changed." She said.

Muzichuan nodded, "Qing'er, you speak openly, every word is true, and it speaks to my heart."

After being selected by the emperor as the third flower, he became a disciple of Mr. Zhang, the great scholar of Huagaidian, and became good friends with King Chen...

No matter where Mu Zichuan goes now, the most indispensable thing around him is compliments.

The beauties even threw themselves into his arms.

But now, with a bowl of tea from my hometown, I sit down and chat with Qing'er like this.

He feels that he is real.

Seeing Yang Ruoqing still standing by the table, her belly touched the edge of the table.

Mu Zichuan quickly said: "Qing'er, please sit down too. You look tired standing there with your big belly. Sit down and talk."

Yang Ruoqing smiled and said, "I won't sit down anymore. I sat down for a long time before. I need to get up and move around so that I can give birth better."

Muzichuan knew nothing about pregnancy.

Hearing what Yang Ruoqing said, he couldn't force it.

The two people were sitting and standing, talking about home. After a while, footsteps were heard outside the house.
Chapter completed!