Rebirth Of A Noble Daughter: The Marquis Manor’s Abandoned Wife

This is a painting by Qing Yuanqing.

The discerning concubine has recognized it. This is the calligraphy of Mr. Qing, the first painter of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

It's not that Qing Lao hasn't touched a pen for a long time, but the date on this painting is last year, with Qing Lao's seal on it.

Don't ask if this painting is true or false. It can appear in the palace, and there can be no false. So this is Qing Lao's painting, which he painted last year.

"Who is this?"

A baby-faced beauty who had just entered the palace couldn't help but ask the people around her. The queen just asked them to come over and recognize people, but to recognize people is to recognize this painting? Also, who is the woman in this painting?

There is such a great ability that people like them, even a few noble concubines are here, just come over and watch her portrait.

"this......"

The concubine in Fenyi raised her face when she was asked, and the light in her eyes flickered, but there was no sign of jealousy.

"You have to remember this person's face. This is Princess Shuo, the daughter of Weiguo Gong Shen Dingshan, and the sister of Princess Jun, Shen Qingrong, who is also the descendant of Lou Jiaxiang."

The baby-faced beauty almost jumped up in shock, "This is Princess Shuo, but isn't Princess Shuo all over 30 years old?"

She was older than today's saints, and much older than the queen. Although the queen was also young, she stood with them, and the gap was huge.

The queen is dignified and generous, and also cautious and steady.

They are young, beautiful and beautiful.

But on this painting...

"Is this how Princess Shuo looked when she was a teenager?"

"What do you think."

Concubine Fenyi smiled and curled her eyebrows.

"Last year's Pear Tree, last year's painting, is also last year's person, even last year's appearance, no, this year is still like this, although this person has never been out of the house, but everyone who has met knows , This is Shen Qingci himself."

"So remember her face, she is not old, if you see her in the future, walk around, don't be like Li Guifei and Li Meiren, don't know the identity, just draw directly on the face of others."

"Some people can't smoke. If they can, they will die. If they don't, they will hurt."

The baby-faced beauty covered her mouth with her hands, afraid that she would scream.

"Princess Shuo is not..."

"She can be your mother."

Concubine Fenyi smiled, also hitting the nail on the head, and it came true.

The baby-faced beauty nodded vigorously, and at a glance, she knew that she was a pure child, and of course she was also a clear stream in the palace. It was not dyed white or black, and it was as simple and innocent as before entering the palace.

It hasn't changed now, and when will it change?

But at the very least, she is now so popular with the concubine Fenyi. Of course, she doesn't mind if she likes this, so she can give her a little bit.

The baby-faced beauty's mouth opened wider, "But she..."

She stretched out her thin white fingers and pointed at the picture above, which was about the size of my age, not right, maybe even younger than her. Such a face, even in the palace, is one of the best. .

But why do they all say that they are more than 30 years old and are about to be grandmothers?

Is she dazzled, or is she saying...

Dreaming.

Concubine Fenyi raised her face, and even now, she is still amazed by the overly researched appearance of Princess Shuo.

If she is able to live like her, she will definitely be pampered in the palace.

It's a pity that she is not this one, and it is impossible for her to have an ageless face.

The woman, Israel, serving others, is the sorrow in sorrow, but the woman in the palace can only rely on this color to live here.

Struggling to the past is a momentary favor, if not, it may be lifeless.

This place is originally the land of ***, if you don’t want to be eaten, then be strong and eat others.

"Then how did she grow up like this?"

The baby-faced beauty, put down the hand covering her mouth, this is impossible. Throughout the ages, no one can keep the same color, and it will remain the same for decades.

"Maybe Yurong cream rubbed too much."

Concubine Fenyi caressed her face, as if that was the case. Yurong ointment was the one who came out. I heard that even Lord Weiguo Shen Dingshan used Yurong ointment all the time, and that old face was blown by the wind. Those who are exposed to the sun are better than those civil officials.

People can't stay the same. There is always a reason and a useful reason. If she didn't guess wrong, it would definitely be a Yipinxiang Yurong Ointment.

The baby-faced beauty counted with her fingers.

"What are you doing?"

Concubine Fenyi asked puzzledly, what, is this still to be counted?

"I'm calculating how much silver I have and how many boxes of Yurong Ointment can I buy?"

Concubine Fenyi’s eyes also lit up. Yes, she also had to calculate her own physical strength. She also bought a few more boxes. It always felt a little too expensive to use the province before, but now she sees such Shen Qingci. Her heart that wants to be beautiful is ready to move again. She has accumulated a lot in recent days and can buy more than ten boxes, and these ten boxes can be used in the first half of the year. At that time, she would think of a way, mostly to get a few boxes of her own.

After all, Yurong ointment is a good thing, as everyone knows.

She didn't use it much, but it was her own fault.

And her fault was being too poor.

The conversation between the two of them was not hidden, nor was it hidden from everyone. Therefore, I believe many people have heard what they said. Of course, they all have their own in their hearts. intend.

One month after the palace banquet passed, the sweet potatoes at the back of Shuo Palace grew better. These sweet potatoes must be taken care of frequently. The water was poured diligently. In addition, the soil quality was also better. They are soft, so these sweet potatoes are much better than the outside.

After Shen Qingci returned to the palace, she always forgot about the things in the palace. Sometimes if she remembered it, she felt quite profitable.

The Great Night Pearl sent by Emperor Wen Yuan was placed in the study room by Shen Qingci and used as a candlestick for Brando Hengli.

The night pearl is about the size of a child’s fist, with good color and mellow touch. Of course, the most important thing is that when it’s night, it turns out to be very bright, like a small sun, which can illuminate the entire study room like daylight. And it is not glaring.

Shen Qingci has seen so many Ye Mingzhu, this is the brightest one.

And the brightest, she naturally left it to branding.

It is also free that he reads with a lamp in the study at night, and his eyes are bad.

** Holding a stack of books, placed it in front of Shen Qingci.

"Madam, Yipinxiang has already been credited this month."

"Yep."

Shen Qingci responded, then she stretched out her hand and took a casual copy. After turning a few pages, she put the account book aside, "You will take these to the second son in a while."