EBE Chapter 172 People are always looking after themselves
Chapter 172 People are always looking after themselves
Gu Qinghe was in the carriage, listening to the conversation between his father and Wang Da. He just wanted to laugh, and then he looked at his mother, who also had a smile on her face.
She no longer thought about marital relationships like her parents'. She only cared about herself and lived her own life.
The old lady looked at the mother and daughter who couldn't help laughing, and had something in her mind, but she didn't want to say it at the moment. One of them had her husband's support, and the other had her father's good words. No matter how reasonable what she said was, she would be fooled by the second daughter's flattery.
So the old lady just closed her eyes and rested, and after wandering around for half an hour, she arrived at her doorstep.
"Grandma, wake up, we're home." Gu Qinghe gently shook the old lady.
Bai got out of the car first, and then Gu Qinghe helped the old lady get out. All the people who had been staying up to celebrate the New Year in the mansion came out.
"Mother, please put on another cloak quickly and be careful not to catch a cold. The wind is too cold tonight." As soon as Wang saw the old lady, she hurriedly came forward, shaking her cloak.
"Big brother, third brother, let's go back to the house first and talk later." Gu An glanced at his wife and daughter. He had just gotten out of the car and the tip of his nose was red from the cold.
Li came hurriedly from the courtyard, with a maid behind her holding several cloaks in her arms, "Third sister-in-law brought some for mother. Quick, put them on the second lady and the third young lady."
Wang gave Li a forced smile and said, "Sister-in-law is really thoughtful. I was only thinking about my mother's old age and frail body, and forgot about my second sister-in-law and niece."
After saying that, Wang looked at Gu Qinghe again, "Qinghe, look at Third Aunt. She forgot about you. Don't blame Third Aunt, do you?"
Gu Qinghe smiled faintly and said, "Aunt San, how could your niece blame you? People are supposed to look after themselves. How can I force you to do anything for me?"
Wang was choked by Gu Qinghe's words. She frowned and was about to say something back when she heard Gu Hong say, "Help mother go in and rest. Why are you still chatting here?"
Although Wang was scolded by her husband, she knew that this was a step, so she lowered her head and helped Mrs. Gu into the house.
Li and Bai walked together, "Second brother and sister-in-law, how do you feel about going to the palace this time?"
Li was a little curious. After all, Bai was the mother-in-law of the Crown Prince. So when she came to the palace, her treatment would naturally be much better than that of ordinary people, right?
"It's nothing special, just some cold roast meats and cold soups. I think it's not as good as the New Year's Eve dinner prepared by my sister-in-law." Bai smiled. Everyone wore false masks to make the emperor happy.
Upon hearing this, Mrs. Li also smiled in response, "Second sister-in-law is really good at talking. You will appear more often in occasions like this in the future. Just wait and see, I don't know how many of you will come to pay New Year's greetings."
Bai smiled, walked into the hall and sat down, talked for a while, and then everyone went their separate ways.
Wang obviously had more to say but was also taken away by Gu Hong. Li followed Gu Ping and took their son Gu Yun back to the main house.
Gu An and Bai watched their daughter return to her own courtyard before going back.
"Madam, why did you come out so late?" Gu An and Bai sat on the edge of the couch, soaking their feet on the left and right, and then they asked calmly.
"It's nothing. The prince stopped Qinghe and said a few words." Bai said lightly. She probably saw clearly tonight that the prince was chasing her daughter.
After all, Qinghe's words tonight were quite harsh. Any man would be angry, but the prince actually swallowed it all.
Doesn’t this mean that the prince has been captured by her daughter?
So what if it was an imperial decree? The relationship between husband and wife was not a matter of rote memorization. Since the prince was so humble, it was understandable that his daughter did this.
Huang Gai was willing to be beaten, so others should not say that Zhou Yu was wrong.
So, tonight when the old lady told Qinghe that a wife should be gentle, respectful, frugal and modest, she kept coughing. Just when she was about to say a few words, Gu An jumped out.
Seeing that his wife's words were simple, Gu An did not ask any more questions and only said, "Qinghe is not unhappy, right?"
"Before her mother said anything to her, I looked at my daughter's mood and she was fine."
"Oh, I'll persuade my mother again." Gu An was relieved to hear that his daughter had not suffered any loss from the prince. "Let's rest early."
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Gu Qinghe returned to her room. Yingchun held the amulet handed to her by Manager Han in her hand, as if she was holding a firecracker that could explode at any time.
"Miss, how do you think we should deal with this?" Yingchun stretched out her hand and asked in a low voice.
"Throw it away." Gu Qinghe waved his hand indifferently.
Unexpectedly, Wangchun came over, took a look, and said hurriedly: "Miss, you can't throw it away. Your birth date and time are in here."
Gu Qinghe tsk-tsk-tsked and said impatiently, "Then put it aside."
Yingchun came back after putting her things away and leaned against the girl, rubbing her arm. Her brows furrowed and then relaxed over and over again. Gu Qinghe glanced at her and said, "Yingchun, if you have something to say, tell me now. Don't leave it until next year."
"Miss, when did His Royal Highness the Crown Prince offend you?" Yingchun asked in a low voice.
She was really curious about what His Royal Highness the Crown Prince owed his daughter that he could endure the continuous cold treatment?
Gu Qinghe naturally couldn't talk about anything in his past life, so he just said lightly, "The relationship between people is hard to explain. I feel unhappy when I see him. If there is anything that has offended me, then it means he is still alive."
After hearing what the girl said, Yingchun and Wangchun were so frightened that they couldn't move. Wangchun even quickly looked at the door. Fortunately, it was closed tightly.
"Miss, you can't say that. Even if the prince doesn't mind you, it will be difficult if someone with ulterior motives hears it." Yingchun said worriedly.
"I know, aren't there only two of you here? Are you going to sell me out?" Gu Qinghe said with a smile.
"Miss, don't worry. We are willing to follow you for the rest of our lives and will never betray you." As they said this, Yingchun and Wangchun knelt on the ground.
Gu Qinghe pulled the two of them up, "I know, why are you so nervous? What did I say just now?"
"Yes, the young lady didn't say anything just now, and we didn't hear anything." Yingchun said.
Gu Qinghe smiled. It was not bad to have these two girls follow him into the palace. "Go back to sleep quickly. Go to your mother's courtyard tomorrow morning to get the red envelope."
"Yes." Yingchun and Wangchun replied with a smile, and the words just now were completely forgotten.
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As the night fell, the palace maids of the East Palace gathered in twos and threes to celebrate the New Year, saying that they could receive extra rewards during the New Year and other festivals next year, after all, the East Palace would have a mistress.
Han Desheng was still serving in the study, and the New Year's Eve dinner prepared for him by the eunuchs below would most likely become the New Year's Eve dinner.
The prince was still writing and drawing. Upon closer inspection, it was Miss Gu San, who looked like she was sitting at the banquet tonight, quiet but aloof.
"Your Highness, please settle down early. There will be a grand court meeting tomorrow morning." Han Desheng waited for His Highness to finish painting his watery eyes before reminding him in a low voice.
However, looking at the eyes of the prince, they were gentle as water, not as cold as he saw tonight.