After rebirth, the female supporting role only wanted to have a grand funeral

Chapter 68
The moonlight was bright tonight, and Chu Chu stood there in white clothes, the moonlight sprinkled a layer of holy light on her body, like a goddess, she was not stained with dust.

At this time, Sheng Gu had inexplicably a wonderful feeling that his wife was waiting for him to come home.

With a smile on his face, Sheng Gu walked up to Chu Chu and stood still, stared at her for a while, then took off his cloak and put it on Chu Chu: "Waiting for a long time?"

The body temperature and fragrance of Sheng Gu was still on the cloak, Chu Chuqiao blushed, and nodded lightly: "I heard that the imperial army went to seal the Marquis Mansion today, I am a little worried about you."

"Silly girl," Sheng Gu curled his lips, and raised his hand to scratch the tip of her nose lightly, "Don't worry, what can I do."

Chu Chu blushed and nodded.

Under the moonlight, on the long street, two boys and girls in white clothes were sitting on a stone bench beside each other, whispering whispers that only they could hear.

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In Tangli Residence, after Xue Shu washed and washed, she leaned on the bed, holding a collection of poems in her hand, ordering Qingyu to pinch her legs.

"By the way, girl, Princess Yongjia is going to hold a banquet again, and the post has just been delivered," Qingyu said, "It's strange to say that Princess Yongjia used to just like to join in the fun, and didn't often host banquets, right?"

Xue Shu also nodded, and said: "Yes... how long has it been? I just finished the flower appreciation banquet, and now we have another banquet... What will you say about this banquet?"

"Isn't it cold now? Princess Yongjia asked Si Tiantai to forget about the first snow day this year, and is planning to hold a party in Meiyuan...what's it called..." Qingyu frowned, "Cooking snow and cooking tea party! Please What about all the young men and women in the city, the slaves went to ask, and our young master also received the post."

Xue Shu frowned, feeling that the matter was not so simple.

It is not uncommon to cook snow and tea, and literati in the past dynasties will do this, but this kind of elegant event, usually only invites the closest friends, only three or five people, and the scale is extremely small, like the owner of Yongjia County, who set up such a large venue , it is really strange.

Seeing that Xue Shu began to think about things again, Qingyu coughed lightly, stood up and sat beside Xue Shu, and said in a low voice: "My servant heard that the King of Xiaoyao County got a load of high-quality Bitan Piaoxue. The tea party was organized, but with the current reputation of Prince Xiaoyao, he might not be able to invite so many people, so he invited Princess Yongjia to come forward and ask Princess Yongjia to do it for him."

"No wonder." Xue Shu understood.

In fact, now Daliang, Tianhuang's status as a nobleman is not easy to use, unless it is a prince born by His Majesty.

After all, the emperor was born in the first place, so how much favor can he have for the side branch?It would have been kindness to spare their lives.

Even though Xiaoyao County King has a father who is a prince, he can be considered to have grown up under the emperor's knees, but in terms of appeal, he is far inferior to Yongjia Princess who has always been in Beijing and is committed to joining in the fun.

"But the slaves don't understand. After getting good tea, shouldn't I save it for myself to drink? Why does the king of Xiaoyao County seem to be afraid of leaving it?" Qingyu pouted, "I also invited all the young masters and girls in the city... After the tea party, wouldn't he have nothing left for himself?"

There are quite a lot of people in the capital, and a load of tea probably wouldn't be enough. Qingyu really doesn't know what Prince Xiaoyao thinks.

"Throwing a big bait to catch a big fish, I just don't know if someone can use this opportunity to skyrocket." Xue Shu smiled and closed the book and put it aside, "I will send this book to Xiang'er tomorrow." hands."

Qin Xiang lived with her for the past few days, so he naturally discovered this collection of poems that she held in her hand every day.

Although Qin Xiang has never been interested in poetry and books, when he saw this collection of poems, his face showed a look of shock. He immediately flipped through it several times, and coquettishly wanted to borrow the collection of poems to read for two days.

Xue Shu naturally agreed, saying that she would just take it with her when she left, but she left the poetry collection because she went out too hastily today.

Qingyu nodded, seeing Xue Shu's tired face, she got up and made the bed: "Girl, Young Master Chen will leave in two days."

"So fast?" Xue Shu took off her cloak, and put it on a chair beside her, "Remind me when the time comes, and let's go see him off."

"Yes." Qingyu moved nimbly, after making the bed, she put the cloak on the hanger, and then stepped back.

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Early the next morning, Qin Xiang got the collection of poems. She figured out when Mrs. Shangshu would come, and sat on the porch with the collection of poems in her hands, pretending to read it.

So when Mrs. Shangshu came, what she saw was her daughter's uncharacteristic appearance.

Mrs. Shang Shu stopped, looked up at the sun in the sky: "It's strange, where did the sun rise today?"

"Mother!" Qin Xiang waved at his mother, "Look, mother, what good things did I get from Shu'er?"

Mrs. Shangshu walked over helplessly, and said as she walked, "Only Shu'er can bear your temper. You eat and take food every day, and they don't dislike you."

"My daughter chose her own friends, of course they are not bad!" Mrs. Shangshu obviously praised Xue Shu, but Qin Xiang had to put some gold on her face.

Mrs. Shangshu knew her daughter's temperament well, she shook her head and sat down beside her: "Princess Yongjia has posted a message to invite all the princes and girls in the city to the banquet, you can't refuse."

Such a grand banquet is rare, and it is a good opportunity to see each other. Mrs. Shangshu has to push Qin Xiang out no matter what she says: "I have to go to Xue's residence in person in these two days, and talk to Shu'er carefully. Ask her to help you look at each other, Shu'er has good eyesight, so you can't make a mistake."

Qin Xiang said "hehe" in his heart, and thought that if Xue Shu showed her, she would be in dire straits in the future.

After Mrs. Shangshu finished speaking, she didn't care whether Qin Xiang said or not. She had already attracted all eyes from the collection of poems in her hand.

Mrs. Shangshu finished reading this collection of poems in one breath, and after reading it, she was still a little bit unsatisfied.

"Mother, isn't this collection of poems good?" Qin Xiang took the collection of poems from her hand, flipped through them a few times, and muttered, "I don't know where Shu'er got such a good thing, huh, unexpectedly Don't tell me!"

Mrs. Shang Shu regained her senses, snatched the collection of poems from her, and knocked her on the head: "Why didn't you tell you? Isn't everyone giving the collection of poems to you now? It's okay, this I took the collection of poems away, so I don’t have to waste everything with you!”

"My mother..." Qin Xiang curled his lips speechlessly, wanting to ask if he was born to her.

Mrs. Shangshu couldn't put it down because she couldn't put it down, and she didn't bother to care about Qin Xiang anymore, so she got up and left.

When I got to the door, Mrs. Shangshu turned her head and warned: "You have to be quiet, don't go to the house to expose the roof tiles, otherwise don't blame me for being cruel and merciless!"

Qin Xiang's eyes lit up, he keenly caught the signal of freedom, and jumped up from the chair in excitement: "Mother, don't worry!"

Mrs. Shangshu snorted softly, and walked away briskly.

Such a good thing needs to be shown off to her close friends.

Seeing his mother leaving, Qin Xiang twitched his mouth and sat back humming a little tune, with his left foot resting on the table and his right foot resting on his left foot, with his toes still dangling.

(End of this chapter)