Cheng Yunshuo left Yuerong Pavilion.
This time it was different from the usual times when Xing Dairong was angry.
When he left, his face was not angry, but suspicious and excessively calm.
There is a feeling that it is boring after seeing it through.
Xing Dairong watched Cheng Yunshuo turn around and walk out. She shouted, "Ouch! My stomach hurts!"
Cheng Yunshuo didn't stop either.
Seeing him walking so decisively, Xing Dairong suddenly felt a surge of energy in his heart.
He was so angry that he slammed the porcelain bowl in the room.
"Miss Xing." Qiu Kui sighed helplessly.
Privately, Qiu Kui still calls her Miss Xing, because Xing Dairong is soft on the surface. He is soft on Lu Lingjun and Hou Fu, but he is not soft on the heart.
She didn't allow Qiu Kui to call Aunt Xing, let alone feel the slightest taste of being a concubine in Yuerong Pavilion.
She relied on her past friendship to bring Cheng Yunshuo back bit by bit. After Cheng Yunshuo fell in love, the unwillingness in her heart was filled even more.
She figured out that she had to find another way to turn herself around. After all, Cheng Yunshuo was different to her. He really loved her, and she had a child with her. With these two things to rely on, she would definitely be able to live a good life.
"You will really force the prince to leave."
Qiu Kui walked up to Xing Dai Rong and said.
“What do you know?”
"Don't you really know how the prince treats you? As long as he still has money, how can he not agree to it?"
"The entire Hou Mansion belongs to him, how can he have no money!"
"It is true that the prince is the master of the Hou Mansion, but now the young lady is in charge of the palace. If he wants to use money, he has to tell the young lady. Do you want him to talk to the young lady? He is the prince after all. He's a man, how can you ask him to say this!" Qiu Kui's face was full of hatred.
Her words calmed down Xing Dairong who was losing his temper.
Qiu Kui said again, "Don't you really know how much money the prince has spent on you? In order to redeem you, I emptied all my private treasury. I heard that I still owed several friends money that I have not repaid. Last time you Opening a buffet, he fills the hole for you, and deducts another year's monthly salary. Now all that's left is Jin Wuwei's salary as an errand. How much is his monthly salary..."
"enough!"
Xing Dairong interrupted her, and she later felt that Cheng Yunshuo seemed to be really out of money.
But he, but he...
Xing Dairong bit his lip, his face still unwilling.
If he doesn’t have money, won’t he find a way to earn it?
In any family, men don’t earn money for women to spend.
Did he deserve to be so angry with her?
Just him giving her a face...
She looked at Cheng Yunshuo's leaving figure and finally sat down calmly. Forget it, let's coax him tomorrow.
Cheng Yunshuo left Yuerong Pavilion and passed Qiuling's Qiuxiang Courtyard when he returned to Yaoguang Pavilion.
Qiu Ling didn't wait to see him for a long time. He knew it was because he punished her last time.
At that time he was angry and didn't think anything of it, but now when he stopped and thought about it, he suddenly felt Qiu Ling's grievance.
He seems to be a little biased.
Without even asking Qiu Ling, he immediately convicted her.
At this time, the door of Qiuxiangyuan opened, and the little maid came out carrying a bucket of burned charcoal.
She caught sight of Cheng Yunshuo and said in surprise, "Your Majesty? You are here to see Aunt Qiu, right? Come in quickly, it's cold outside."
Cheng Yunshuo thought for a while, "No, I'll go back."
The little maid's eyes showed a hint of disappointment when she heard this. She couldn't help but said, "It's okay for the prince to return to Yaoguang Pavilion. Our Qiuxiang Courtyard has less charcoal fire and is no warmer than Yaoguang Pavilion."
"How many pots of charcoal are there at Qiuling?"
"Aunt Qiu only has one pot." The little maid said honestly.
Qiuling didn't have anything special, he could only receive a pot of charcoal according to the quota.
Cheng Yunshuo's eyes flashed and he called Qingfeng, "Qingfeng, add an extra pot of charcoal to Aunt Qiu's house this year."
"Master Shizi, this..."
"Move a basin from Yaoguang Pavilion."
"yes!"
After Cheng Yunshuo finished giving instructions, he returned to his room.
After a while, the little maid from Qiuxiangyuan excitedly led Tan to Qiu Ling.
"Aunt Qiu!"
Qiu Ling was still sewing. When she heard the sound, she turned around and saw the charcoal she had brought back. She was shocked, "Where did you get the charcoal?"
"I just met the prince outside the door. The prince gave it to my aunt!"
"Your Majesty?"
"That's right! The prince said that he would add an extra basin of charcoal to your house this winter. This is still the standard in his courtyard!"
When Qiu Ling heard this, she was stunned for a while, "Where is the prince now?"
"I'm back." The little maid said while raising the charcoal fire, "I want you to tell me that the prince still has your aunt in his heart!"
Qiu Ling, who was holding the needle and thread, pursed her lips and finally let out a pleasant hum.
The next day.
As Qin's return to the mansion was approaching, a large-scale cleaning began in the mansion.
The maids and boys were cleaning the paths in various courtyards.
Xing Dairong saw that it was a very good day. He was dressed neatly and went out to walk around with Mrs. Tang in his arms.
As soon as I walked to Yaoguang Pavilion, I saw Qiu Ling and her rough servant maid were there.
"Hey, isn't this Aunt Qiu?"
Xing Dairong is full of yin and yang.
Qiu Ling glanced at Xing Dairong and ignored her.
She learned her lesson and really ignored Xing Dairong.
She only ordered her maid, "Xiao He, return the burned charcoal."
"yes."
To use charcoal fire in the mansion, you need to return the burned charcoal fire sticks for registration.
Cheng Yunshuo evened out the portions of Yaoguang Pavilion. He had to exchange the burned ones for new ones.
Qiu Ling was familiar with the rules of the house and took people to send back the used ones.
Xing Dairong frowned when he saw Qiuling ignoring her. He also saw her delivering something into Yaoguang Pavilion, and immediately wondered, "What are you doing?"
Qiu Ling still ignored her, and even moved away to distance herself from her.
"Are you mute! Or do you know that Yun Shuo will scold you if you speak?" Xing Dairong looked at her with mocking eyes.
Qiu Ling endured this tone, but her little maid Xiao He couldn't bear it. Xiao He continued, "The prince will not scold Aunt Qiu! The prince even specially added a basin of charcoal to our Qiuxiangyuan last night. I feel sorry for our aunt in my heart!"
"Xiao He!" Qiu Ling wanted to shout but it was too late.
When Xing Dairong learned that Cheng Yunshuo also added a basin of charcoal to Qiuling, he immediately became furious, "What did you say! Cheng Yunshuo added charcoal to you!"
"I have nothing to say to you."
Qiu Ling glanced at Xing Dai Rong. She took the new charcoal from Yaoguang Pavilion and left with Xiao He.
Seeing this, Xing Dairong could no longer suppress his anger.
You Cheng Yunshuo, yesterday you kept saying you had no money, but then you turned around and added fuel to the fire for other women.
Where does the money for adding charcoal come from!
It's a shame she felt sorry for him yesterday! A strong anger rushed to Xing Dairong's head. She looked at Qiu Ling carrying the charcoal and felt that she was showing off.
Immediately, she rushed forward.
