After the rebirth, I lay in the arms of His Highness and won

Chapter 45

"Ma'am." Luo Mei returned quickly.

She stared at the small silk bag and asked curiously, "What is it?"

Madam Ruan opened it with a smile, and it was a folded gown, with a crescent white background embroidered with dark patterns of green bamboo, and high-quality brocade material.

"That child... well, no one is dressed. I heard that the prince got married some time ago and would definitely enter the palace with Lord Hou, so I made this shirt, which happened to be...a birthday present."

"So, today is my eldest brother's birthday." She changed her mind and said, "Have you ever met his mother, what kind of person is she?"

"No." Ruan Yun slowly shook her head, "At that time, the uncle and the third uncle were still living in their hometown. Over the years, the servants in the mansion have changed several batches. Speaking of which, probably only Steward Ji and the old lady seen."

After a pause, he added: "It should be a very, very beautiful woman."

Otherwise, how could the master be so obsessed with it.

She frowned slightly, thoughtfully.

Why did the Holy Majesty throw his son into Xuanwuhou's mansion to raise him?
Could it be that she simply used the Da Furen's dystocia to deceive others?

Then, who is Chu Mu's biological mother...

For an old event, what is heard are all rumors.

The only ones who know the inside story are the emperor and Lord Hou.

"Wenjuan." Madam Ruan handed over the clothes to the little maid, "Send it to the bamboo garden, remember not to talk too much."

"Let's go with my second brother and third sister." She suddenly pulled the other two over, "It seems more sincere."

Chu Yaoqing had no objection, while Chu Ye was confused, "Where are you going?"

Ruan Yun was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "That's fine, but you have to be more careful when you speak."

"Er Niang, don't worry." She took the cloth bag and agreed, "We will let the eldest brother feel the warmth of his relatives."

"Huh? Chu Mu? I won't go!"

Chu Ershao tried his best to resist, but was dragged away by a small hand:
"Just treat it as an after-meal digester, what's so awkward about such a big person..."

"No, no, my father said he was sick!"

"No more nonsense, be careful to tell your father about you pretending to be sick and skipping class!"

"Fourth sister, that's a good idea."

"Where is the conscience of the two of you!"

The three of them were arguing, and the moonlight cast down three intimate shadows.

"Yu'er, say hello to Madam, we should go back." Steward Ji reminded.

"Yes, Grandpa." Ji Yu withdrew his envious gaze.

I hope that one day, he can also be qualified to be the one who laughs with her.

The farther west you go, the quieter it becomes. Under the night sky, gradually you can only hear the chirping of insects.

"Why haven't you arrived yet?" Chu Ye hummed impatiently.

The boy holding the lamp said: "It's just ahead."

A group of people came closer, and Yun Jiuqing was about to speak out, when a respectful greeting sounded from the courtyard:
"Hi, young masters and ladies."

The gate of the fence was wide open, and Lin Fu stood aside honestly.

I don't know if it's a coincidence, or something will happen soon.

Chu Ye hummed in satisfaction: "What about others..."

With a pain in his arm, his voice stopped abruptly.

The short stature squeezed the boy away, and said with a smile: "We're here to play with big brother, please pass it on."

"Miss Four." Lin Fu was a little embarrassed, "I'm really sorry, the young master is asleep."

"Sleeping?" Chu Ye looked at the faint light in the backyard, and said bluntly, "It's clear... Ouch, little sister!" Another twist.

She glared at the sightless person, and handed over the cloth bag in her hand:
"Ah Fu, these are the new clothes that the second lady sewed herself. Since the elder brother has already rested, we won't bother you."

It seems that even though Chu Mu usually looks calm and calm, tonight, he is really in a bad mood.

They came to express their love, so why bother to knowingly commit a crime, annoy the other party, and rush to make things difficult for them.

She couldn't help admiring her ice-snow intelligence and thoughtfulness.

After thinking for a while, he said with a loud voice: "Send us a sentence to elder brother, 'Thousands of sails pass by the side of the sunken boat, Wan Muchun in front of the sick tree'!"

Really don't need to be too sad, you will find out in the future that all these are just floating clouds, and Da Furen's death has nothing to do with him.

(End of this chapter)