The medical concubine never thinks of going out of the wall

Chapter 22 The Fall of the Xian King

After returning from the palace, Tang Nineteen's confinement has not been lifted.

In other words, that person may have forgotten about it, but the two door gods he sent to watch her at the door were very diligent in memorizing it.

Because of Qu Tianye's death, the marriage of the King of Jin Qu Tianrong was naturally postponed. In a place like the royal family, where the ceremony was complete, how could funerals and happy events collide together.

It’s okay to postpone it, and there’s no need to “show affection” with King Qin in the near future, so her Qingqiu Pavilion will stay leisurely.

To be honest, this yard is really nothing to fault except a little narrow.

For the modern age where the house price is tens of thousands of years and the annual salary is tens of thousands of dollars, it is impossible to buy a toilet, and the air is so bad that white shoes turn black shoes and black shoes white shoes when going out, it should not be too cool and comfortable here.

I don't know why Tang Nineteen in his previous life felt aggrieved and pissed himself off.

This house has two entrances and two exits. The front row of houses is filled with some sundries and a pantry, and the back row is a small second floor. You can see a large lake in the back from the window.

Now that summer is approaching, the lotus leaves are stretched, the yellow and green are fresh and tender, and when the lotus flowers bloom, it will be a different scenery.

It was said before that the yard was narrow, just at the front window, there was no scenery, a few trees were sparsely planted, and the whole yard was covered with darkness.

Tang Nineteen has been idle for the past few days. He plans to push down the row of small bungalows in front of him, pull out the trees, and get some herbs to plant.

The ideal is beautiful, the reality is a bit...

"Tang Nineteen, are you crazy?"

The small house only smashed a wall, and attracted the great Bodhisattva, scolding his head and covering his face, as if someone owed him tens of millions with a cold face.

Behind the big bodhisattva is a small bodhisattva, dressed in pink spring clothes, charming and moving, and two gloating lights in the eyes of apricot core.

Bitao was so frightened that she knelt down: "My lord, Miss just wants to remodel the yard, Miss is not angry, don't blame Miss."

Yu Hui also pretended to say: "My lord, the injury on your hand is still not healed, don't be angry, it's just a house left and right, the princess and sister are probably bored and want to pass the time, she wants to tear it down, let her tear it down."

Such a thoughtful white lotus.

Tang Nineteen stepped forward and pulled Bi Tao first, and taught him well not to kneel at every turn. If he lost his prestige, why wouldn't this girl listen?

After pulling Bitao, she went down to pour tea, she put the big hammer aside, and sat on the stone bench, leisurely.

"I demolished this house. It's impossible for me to build it back for you. Tell me, what do you want to do?"

"What do you want to do?"

Qu Tiange asked coldly.

"The house is too small and wants to expand."

Yu Hui lowered her head, with tears in her eyes: "Is the princess blaming me for monopolizing the Chaohui Pavilion? Your Majesty, it doesn't matter where I live. The princess wants to live in a big house, so let her move back to the Chaohui Pavilion, after all, that's where she was originally. Yes, I live to be pointed at, and it is very uncomfortable."

"Who dares to point and point." The lord cherished the beauty.

To be honest, Qu Tiange's attitude towards her and towards Yu Hui once made Tang Nineteen suspect this person's shrewdness.

Yu Meiren's eyes were reddish, and she pretended to be aggrieved and sensible: "Don't ask, lord, there will always be someone who dares to do it. Let's return the house to the princess."

There is always someone, huh, it's not that she is Tang Nineteen, the beauty plays a good metaphor.

Tang Nineteen actually didn't understand. King Qin was also called King Xian in the past, but now he has become such a virtue.

Could it be that he failed to run for the crown prince, and he was willing to degenerate.

(End of this chapter)