Chapter 287 Doesn't this coffin have to keep dust?
The sky is clear, there is no wind and light on the body here, but it is warm.
The female relatives were unable to enter the hunting grounds, and it was rare for the queen mother to have Yaxing to hold a pot-throwing competition. She was sitting in a high position, with Empress Zou on her side and Princess Youning on the other side.
The young woman threw the pot and laughed.
Shen Hua glanced at it from a distance.
The fragrant wind blows, and as far as the eye can see, it is full of brocade clothes. But there are also many familiar ones.
The queen mother watched the excitement for a long time, and then she called Mrs. Cheng Bohou to come closer.
"How are you doing these days? After you Ning returned to Chengbohou's Mansion, will you be angry with your mother-in-law again?"
Mrs. Cheng Bohou bit her tongue, bleeding from the bite, but greeted her with a smile.
"Empress Dowager, what are you talking about? Previously, the women's illness was caused by doing housework and blowing cold wind."
The queen mother nodded in satisfaction, she patted Princess Youning's hand and said: "Youning grew up under my knees, she is my heart and soul. I inevitably pampered her, so that she behaved a little weirdly. You have to bear more .”
Perverse?
Stealing people in the house is so bold, is it just a word of perverse?
Mrs. Cheng Bohou dared not speak out.
"You Ning."
The Empress Dowager said earnestly: "You have been married to the Chengbohou Mansion for several years, why is your stomach still not moving?"
Princess Youning's eyes flashed with reluctance.
"I have already taken a concubine to Mr. Lang, and I was diagnosed with pregnancy not long ago, and I will raise it under my knee in the future—"
Before he could finish a sentence, he was unexpectedly interrupted by the Queen Mother.
"It's not that you can't give birth. It's just nonsense."
Which family can let the concubine take the lead before the legitimate wife has given birth to an heir?
"Look at what you're talking about? You should have had enough fun, and you can't forget your duty just because your mother-in-law loves you. Spread the branches and spread the leaves, and add incense to Chengbohou's mansion."
Princess Youning is a little disgusted.
Cheng Bo's eldest son, these years have been unkempt, and he has gained a lot of weight. She finds it an eyesore at a glance, and she can't be compared with the man in her memory.
This kind of person is not even qualified to be on her couch.
Bring him a child?
What a dream.
But in front of the queen mother, she has always been very obedient.
"yes."
She is disgusting, and Mrs. Cheng Bohou is also disgusting.
Such an unruly daughter-in-law cannot rest. How can I expect her to flourish?
She would rather not have a grandson!
Who knows if they are from the Chengbohou Mansion.
The queen mother said a lot more, and then she was tired and went to rest in the tent. Princess Youning sent her back, and when she came back, her eyes fell on Cui Rong who was not far away, and she frowned in disgust.
Joe Si?
Princess Youning still doesn't know how she can compare to Qiao Si, so that Cui Bo never looks at her more.
If Princess Youning is affectionate, she will send someone to do her best. Let's say Princess Youning is passionate, that person has been dead for six years, and she still remembers it.
Mrs. Cheng Bohou saw it all, and sneered sneeringly in her heart.
She walked over with a loving face, but lowered her voice and said: "The little princess of the Cui family looks good, and I went to her father and mother's wedding banquet back then, and Mr. Cui was holding her across the brazier, so I really feel sorry for her. "
"roll!"
Princess Youning's face was gloomy. Standing up and brushing past Mrs. Cheng Bohou with no one in sight.
Shen Hua lazily withdrew her gaze from Princess Youning.
"Cui Rong!" A little girl shouted again.
Shen Wei looked up, and saw her running in a taupe-colored brocade skirt.
Not long ago, Cui Rong, who was still holding Shen Hua's arm, half-closed his eyes, sat up straight. She sullenly said, "Why are you here?"
"I'll show you my new jewelry."
"This is a birthday gift from my aunt. She bought the seed material herself, hired Mr. Zhongshan to make the picture, and found a master who has been making crafts for more than 30 years to customize it."
Her eyes fell on Cui Rongkong's wrist.
"Why didn't your mother buy it for you?"
The little girl has a delicate appearance and is very delicately dressed. She wears rouge, lip balm, and powder on her body. The hair bun is meticulous and lacks innocence.
Shen Hua rested her jaw.
Looking at Cui Rong like this, I'm afraid she is a little girl from Mrs. Nantai's house.
Back then, at this age, she was only scented with incense. Shen Jiayang's lips were red and her teeth were white. She didn't need to dress up too much. She really came into contact with rouge and gouache after she was ten years old.
On the other hand, Cui Rong is only chubby and cute.
Only the balm Shen Hua rubbed on her face was on her face. Nothing else, white, tender and clean.
Cui Rong's tone was very aggressive: "I want you to take care of it!"
Shen Wei asked humbly for advice: "Who is Mr. Zhongshan?"
Cui Rong was stopped by the question: "I don't know."
Shen Hua: "It doesn't seem to be famous."
Xie Yining reminded softly: "Mr. Zhongshan is the most prestigious draftsman in Shengjing. He specializes in jewelry and utensils. He used to draw drawings for nobles in the palace for many years. He was released from the palace when he was old."
"Many people come here especially for his reputation, begging him to design carefully, but most of them are in vain."
Shen Hua understood.
She beckoned to Nanzhi very much.
"Kid, stretch out a little closer, and let me have a look."
Nanzhi was a little proud.
She saw that Shen Hua was very good-looking, so she showed her generously.
"Mr. Zhongshan is so proud. My aunt visited him every day, and it took him a full month before he nodded in agreement."
The bracelet is milky white and translucent under sunlight, with intricate patterns and beautiful carvings. Indeed ingenious.
Cui Rong watched Shen Wei carefully, and couldn't help being annoyed. She lowered her voice: "What's the matter with you? Didn't you see that I don't get along with her?"
Shen Wei pursed her lips sadly: "I knew there was such a number one person, I should have gone to meet him earlier."
"If he had drawn for me with the coffin master who had drawn the drawings for the late emperor, my coffin would definitely be more eye-catching."
"If you work harder, maybe it will take shape in the next spring."
When Shen Hua thought of this, she couldn't help becoming anxious again.
If she really didn't die, wouldn't the coffin be covered with ashes?
No need!
bother!
Xie Yining: …
Cui Rong: …
She thought of Shen Wei's coffin made of imperial wood, the inner coffin made of rosewood, and the coffin boards made of white jade. The outside of the carver's coffin was Shengjing Street, and the inside was the sea of stars. He suddenly felt that the bracelet on Nan Zhi's wrist was not good.
"What are you showing off! Is this worthy of your own special boast?"
Nanzhi was dumbfounded.
Soon, she giggled: "Talk to you well, why are you annoyed again?"
"Let me guess, but you jump up and down like a monkey all day long, afraid of being bumped, so you didn't dare to wear it."
She was a little proud: "It is true that you have less jewelry on your body. It is shabby."
Cui Rong rolled up his sleeves, ready to fight. The back collar was held by Shen Hua.
Cui Rong: "Ah, don't stop—"
Heavy on the wrist, Shen Wei hung the blood jade on Cui Rong's wrist.
Cui Rong didn't dare to move: "It looks expensive."
"Can buy a house."
"I... If I fall, will I have to pay for it?"
"I'll throw it for you."
(end of this chapter)