The direct daughter is as fierce as a tiger: the prince loves boundless

Chapter 957, no doubt (1 more

Nalan Jinlian?

14 years old?
The daughter of the third master of the Marquis of Fuwei.

Nalan Jinlian...

Nalan Jinlian nodded slightly, "What else?"

"Also, Madam has been chanting scriptures and praying for blessings in the Buddhist hall for these years. The master raised a room outside and gave birth to a young lady and a young master who were born out of concubines. After a while, he will follow us back to the imperial capital!"

Nalan Jinlian was silent.

The nanny said again, "That day when Miss found out about this, she was so angry and anxious that she fell down the stairs and kowtowed!"

Nalan Jinlian nodded to show that she understood, and then asked, "Did mother and father come to see me?"

"The master has been here, and the master still loves the young lady very much. The madam has been in the Buddhist hall for many years, but she has never been here!"

Nalan Jinlian lowered her eyes.

He pursed his lips.

"Then what is the name of the place where I live now? How many maidservants are there? And how much money do I have? How much time do I have left to go back to the imperial capital?" Nalan Jinlian asked lightly.

"Miss Hui, the place where we live now is called Lotus Garden. The servant girl is the nurse of the lady. The servant girl below calls me Mother Qin. There are two big maids, four young maids, and two rough maids in the Lotus Garden. The big maids are Chongling and Chunqiu were specially found by the master for the young lady from outside. They know some martial arts. The four little maids are Danmei, Qianju, Qingzhu, and Xianglan. The old lady is named Chen and Ni! "

As Nanny Qin spoke, Chung Ling quickly poured water for her.

Grandma Qin took a sip before continuing, "Over the years, the master has given the young lady a lot of silver, which should add up to two to three million taels, but there are not many pearls and hairpins. In the past, the clothes that the young lady didn't want to wear were all given away to others. , there are not many sets left, but we will go back to the imperial capital soon, and the clothes in the imperial capital will definitely be more beautiful and exquisite!"

Nalan Jinlian nodded.

This is the truth.

Seeing Nalan Jinlian nodding her head, Grandma Qin laughed, "Miss, I'm leaving for the capital in ten days. Would you like to go buy something and go back to honor the old Lord Feng? There are also two aunts and aunts at home. ? Brothers and sisters, do you want to prepare?"

"I have a headache so I don't go out. Brothers prepare the four treasures of the study, and sisters prepare gold hairpins and jewelry. These nannies can figure it out. It's best to ask father how many people there are in the Hou's mansion, so as not to be offended when there is too little preparation." people!"

"What Miss said is true!" Nanny Qin smiled.

It happened that Chunqiu came in with medicine, "Miss, your medicine is ready!"

Nalan Jinlian looked at Chunqiu, "Are you Chunqiu?"

"Miss Hui, yes!" Chunqiu said, looking at Chong Ling and Nanny Qin in puzzlement.

Nanny Qin took the medicine bowl and carefully fed Nalan Jinlian the medicine.

As soon as the medicine was taken in, Nalan Jinlian felt familiar, and Chong Ling called Chunqiu out, talking in a low voice.

Nalan Jinlian heard a few words, and it was nothing more than saying that she fell her head and forgot something.

Listening to the two maids talking outside, Nalan Jinlian lowered her eyes and slowly drank the bowl of medicine.

Nanny Qin hurriedly took a candied fruit to Nalan Jinlian and put it in her mouth.

"Miss has a short rest, I'm going to the kitchen to see if the porridge is ready!"

Nalan Jinlian nodded.

Knowing nothing about the past, she didn't show panic or nervousness.

Chong Ling, Chunqiu, and Nanny Qin were also very kind to her, so Nalan Jinlian did not doubt her identity.

After drinking half a bowl of shredded chicken porridge, Nalan Jinlian lay on the bed, and Chong Ling read to her with a book of miscellaneous notes.

(End of this chapter)