Qing Dynasty: Pampering The Queen

After getting the carriage ready, the two went out quickly.

Su Peisheng quietly wiped the sweat from his forehead, and his heart grew more and more admiring for Mu Fangfu Jin.

Fortunately, there is this master, so that everyone seems to have a backbone

No longer worry about fourth master losing his temper and being scolded.

In the strawberry farm, everything is thriving, and other places have just turned green, and all kinds of crops here have already grown vigorously.

The transplanted cherry trees are taller than a person, with small flower buds on their soft branches, which will bloom in a short time.

It will take another year or two at most to bear fruit.

The wheat seedlings have turned green and are growing very well. The rice has not been planted yet, but the seedling fields are already being prepared.

In the glass conservatory, it is clean and tidy. During the day, almost half of the windows are opened. The temperature in the conservatory is just right, and you can see a dark and light green.

The bright strawberries are particularly eye-catching.

It's a pity that the size of the greenhouse is not big enough, and the strawberries are not produced every day, so we can only guarantee a basket for the Jinxin Pastry Shop, at least until the beginning of June, before they can be sold in large quantities.

Looking at the fresh life in the village, fourth master's mood gradually improved, and the previous dirtyness was forgotten.

Let's say last night, Thirteen Fujin and Fuyu returned home before Shisan Ye.

Fuyu has always been proud, her pride and stupidity are even worse than that of the Fujin, but her luck is a bit worse than that of the Fujin, and she is only a side Fujin.

What happened yesterday, I was so full of anger, I went back to the mansion, got out of the carriage, saw Shisan Fujin's gestures were calm and elegant, calm and calm, Fuyu's suffocated aggrieved breath suddenly burst out up.

No matter how she looked at Thirteen Fujin's appearance, she was laughing at her in her heart.

Fuyu rushed to Thirteen Fujins in a gust of wind, blocking her way.

Facing the inexplicable look in the eyes of Shang Thirteen Fujin, Fuyu became even more angry, and smiled coldly: "Are you satisfied with how you are today? Are you happy?"

Thirteen Fujin and everyone: ""

"What am I satisfied with?" Thirteen Fujin raised his eyebrows, and said lightly: "I didn't want to say anything more, but since you asked me, I just said, I just feel ashamed, and my face is burning! My fault, I shouldn't have kept quiet about it, otherwise, I probably wouldn't have made it so ugly."

"But it's hard to say. Even if I want to take care of it, I have to listen to Ulanara!"

Knowing that Fuyu wouldn't listen to her words even if she spoke, and she didn't want to cause a scene of discord between wives and concubines in the fourteenth master's mansion to make people laugh, that's why she didn't care about it.

Who knows, there was still an accident.

"You!" Fuyu was furious, her blood surged up, she raised her hand and hit Thirteen Fujin in the face.

Amid the gasps and exclamations of the crowd, thanks to the quick eyesight and quick hands of the young lady next to Thirteen Fujin, she blocked Fuyu's arm.

Otherwise, Fuyu's slap would have landed firmly on Thirteen Fujin's face.

"Presumptuous!" Thirteen Fujin was furious at the moment, and snapped: "Wulanara, who gave you the courage?"

The impulsive surge of energy and blood passed, and Fuyu felt a little regretful in her heart, but how could a person like her be willing to admit her mistakes?

On the contrary, he stiffened his neck and snorted coldly: "What's the matter with me? You did it on purpose today, deliberately watching the jokes between me and my sister! Now you are mocking me, why did you go so early!"

Thirteen Fujin's eyes flashed a thick sarcasm, and she never forgot to pull Si Fujin out to talk about things, she is really confident enough.