The Peasant Girl’s Concubine’s Name Moves the World

Wen Qian didn't hold Wen Ling back, but quickly followed and went to Prince An's Mansion together.

On this day, Prince An's eldest son got married, and Prince An's mansion was lively all day long.

As night fell, it was almost time to wait for the lighting of the lamps. The guests and hosts celebrated, and everyone dispersed happily.

The Seventh Prince, Prince Ning and other sons and sons all got themselves a little drunk in order to get Prince An's son drunk.

When they left, the Seventh Prince didn't walk in a straight line.

Wen Nuan and Wen Ran, Wen Rou waited for the sisters to bid farewell to Wu Jingmei, and then went back to the house.

A group of young women were walking in the garden, Nuan Nuan was talking to Han Gengyu, and the two walked in front.

Wen Ling and Wen Qian walked at the back. She looked at the garden of Prince An's Mansion and praised: "This garden is even bigger than that of Prince An's Mansion!"

Lin Tingya in front smiled when she heard the words, and turned her head and said, "This is the prince's mansion, that's for sure! The mansion in the capital, apart from the imperial palace, is the largest mansion in the mansion!"

King Jin's Mansion is notoriously large and exquisite, comparable to a miniature version of the imperial palace!

Wen Ling was surprised when she heard the words: "What about the Prince's Mansion?"

"The prince's mansion is naturally big, but princes will eventually be crowned kings, so their mansions when they were princes were not as big as when they were crowned princes."

These are all regulated.

Wen Ling was satisfied when she heard that, she would be able to live in such a big mansion in the future!

When the Seventh Prince becomes king, there will be a Prince's Mansion!

She couldn't help but look in the direction of the palace.

Or when the Seventh Prince ascends the throne, she will become the most honorable woman in the world!

By then even

Wen Ling looked up and walked in front, surrounded by sisters, everyone was talking and laughing, talking warmly.

At that time, even the warmth will not be as noble as myself.

When the time comes, she will even salute herself!

The emperor is old, but there are only a few adult sons, the first prince, the second prince has been rejected by the emperor, and there is a third prince, the seventh prince and the ninth prince, the third prince has a one-third chance of ascending the throne !

The future is promising!

Wen Ling bowed her head and smiled at this thought, so she must stay in the capital and marry the seventh prince.

At that time, Han Gengyu, the granddaughter of the emperor's master, will not know how to discuss chess with her, but she just smiles and doesn't speak, looking superior!

At that time, those who look down on me today and deliberately isolate and neglect me will come to flatter me and flatter me in the future!

Today Han Gengyu heard that Nuannuan was very good at chess at Princess An's house, so he took Nuannuan to Wu Jingmei's new room and played a few games of chess pieces.

"Princess Hui'an, I'll play chess with you when I'm free." Han Gengyu is proficient in everything from piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, but her favorite is playing chess.

It's been a long time since I met an opponent, and she is a little bit unsatisfied.

"Okay! You are welcome anytime!" Wen Nuan felt that Han Gengyu was a very typical lady of the family, the kind who usually does not go out of the door, but she is not always a nerd, but she is knowledgeable about books and etiquette, gentle and generous, and her words Just right, it makes people get along very comfortably, a textbook for ancient women. Let the warmth be admired.

In Han Gengyu's eyes, Nuannuan is very knowledgeable, and everything is the same, she admires it!

At this time, a servant girl came out from the path in the garden and bowed to everyone: "Princess Hui'an, the queen mother and my princess invite you to talk."

Wen Nuan heard the words and said to Han Gengyu: "Sister Han, then I'm sorry."

"Okay! Princess Hui'an, let's go!"

Wen Nuan spoke to Wen Wen again, Wen Xin and the others told them to go back to the mansion first, and then followed the maid to see Princess An.

Rourou and the others continued to walk outside the gate of the mansion.

Wen Ling glanced at Wen Nuan enviously.

What an honor to be invited by the Queen Mother and Princess An!

Wen Qian pulled Wen Ling's hand: "Let's go!"

Fortunately, nothing happened to her this time.

Wen Qian didn't know why, but now she was a little worried about what this younger sister would do to scare her.

A group of people walked forward for a while, and suddenly there was a man's laughter.

"Seventh Prince, Prince Ning, you are pouring Prince An's son like this today, and when you get married another day, don't worry about him pouring you so hard that you can't move your bridal chamber!"

"Haha. That's right, Seventh Prince, Prince Ning, you really have to be careful! Prince An's son, you can hold grudges! He holds grudges just like King Jin!"

The Seventh Prince: "I am not afraid, but with Yichen's drinking capacity, I can't get drunk with two of them!"

Prince Ning's son: "You are the best at bragging! You are drunk now!"

"I'm not drunk!"

"Ha ha."

Rourou heard the man's voice, and vaguely heard that they must be drinking and a little drunk, so she said to the sisters behind her: "Let's go quickly!"

Han Gengyu nodded: "Okay!"

This person who drank too much has a different temperament than usual. Gentlely listening to the voices of many people there, when the two sides meet, there will be a collision!

Everyone else quickened their pace.

Seeing so many children of the royal clan, no one wants to pay their respects if they want to pay their respects.

Wen Ling heard the voice of the Seventh Prince, and couldn't help pricking up her ears. Is the Seventh Prince drunk?

Wen Qian tugged at her sleeve: "Are you still leaving?"

Wen Ling covered her stomach: "Sister, my stomach hurts a little, you go first, I'll go to the toilet, and I'll go back later."

Wen Qian couldn't help worrying when she heard the words: "Why do you have a stomachache?"

Wen Ling smiled: "It's okay, it's probably because that Baiyun pork knuckle ate too much just now."

Wen Qian glared at her angrily: "I told you not to be greedy just now. It's cold now, and eating too much can easily cause stomach upset."

Wen Ling smiled: "But I just love this dish! Who knew I would have a stomachache! Sister, you go first, I'll go out after going to the toilet."

Wen Qian doesn't worry about Wen Ling being alone: ​​"Let me accompany you!"

Wen Ling waved her hand: "No, you go back first! I'll go back with Sister Nuan in a while. Don't wait for me!"

After Wen Ling finished speaking, she ran away in a hurry.

Wen Qian was worried about Wen Ling, and was about to follow. Liu Kai's seven-year-old younger sister, Liu En, walked up to Wen Qian timidly, and said shyly, "Sister Wen Qian, I heard that your needlework Well done, can you make me a pair of shoes and embroider a handkerchief?"

Wen Qian already knew that this little girl was Liu Kai's little sister. She glanced at the direction Wen Ling was leaving, and smiled at this timid girl: "Yes!"

Wen Qian glanced at the little girl's feet: "What kind of shoes do you like?"

The little girl smiled: "It's not for me. My elder brother's birthday is coming up, and I want to give him a pair of shoes. Daddy said that shoes are the worst for marching and fighting!"

Wen Qian couldn't help but get a little hot when she heard this, thinking that Liu En was reminding herself of something, she nodded: "Then you give me a shoe mold some other day, and I will help you!"

"Thank you, Sister Wen!"