Ying's hands need to be used for sign language. He rarely does this on weekdays. Now it means that he doesn't want to listen.
Liang Ying laughed even more happily. Oh, it's really funny.
Chapter 13: Emotional Arousal
Xue Min went to the Queen's palace again.
"Sister, do you know where the prince went?"
Xue Ning was already annoyed by her sister's nagging: "Where the prince goes, what does it have to do with you?"
"Why not?" Xue Min was so anxious, "He went to see his biological mother
Hearing this, Xue Ning's fingers moved.
The other party didn't notice and continued to talk endlessly: "You didn't see how passionate he was towards his biological mother. When he faced you, he was just a cold face. Sister, you really should listen to me and think for yourself."
Xue Min only found out later that the mute that day was actually the prince's biological mother. No wonder she felt a little familiar at the time. Wasn't she the one who protected her sister from disaster?
She didn't think there was anything special about the other party. Didn't her brother-in-law stand on her side that day? It means that compared with her sister, that woman is nothing.
But the problem now is the prince.
No matter how you think about it, if the prince's position falls on his side, it will be disadvantageous to their family.
Xue Ning glanced at her coldly: "You are a girl, these are not things you should worry about."
Xue Min didn't listen to her: "Sister, if you don't listen to me now, you will regret it in the future."
Xue Ning suddenly became irritable and sent her away with a few words, but her heart couldn't calm down. Yingxue poured her a cup of tea.
"Empress," she said carefully beside her, "In fact, what Miss Six said... is not unreasonable. The prince is not %e4%ba%b2 with you, you have to think more about it."
With a prince by her side, even if she doesn't fight for that position, she will have a fiefdom and title at that time, and the queen's later years will be much better.
Xue Ning understood these principles. She lowered her eyes and remained silent. The pain that no one could tell was frying her heart on the fire.
She actually just wanted to know, Wei Yan, what do you think?
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Liang Ying and Zhou Huailin have decided to go to the night market in Beijing today. She plans to buy some gifts for the children at home.
There are many young people in the Zhou family, and they are close to her on weekdays. If she brings gifts back, the children will be happy.
The night market in Beijing is very lively and prosperous, not to mention that the New Year is approaching. They walked hand in hand under the lights, and the lights illuminated the long street as bright as day, and the hawkers on the street stalls were incessant.
Merchants from all over the country wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to make a fortune, and Liang Ying was dazzled by all kinds of strange and bizarre things.
This night was a fruitful one. In the end, she followed most people on the street and bought a mask to wear, put it on herself, and chose it for Zhou Huailin.
"How about this one?" She asked Zhou Huailin with her eyes.
The couple went out without bringing servants. Zhou Huailin was holding the things Liang Ying bought. He tilted his head from behind the mountain of boxes and showed his face: "You choose." He
was obviously a burly man, but now he looked like a young wife.
Liang Ying smiled and turned around to let him continue to choose, leaving the man's eyes on her.
Zhou Huailin remembered the first time he met Liang Ying, also in such a market, in the crowded crowd, his hand was suddenly held by someone.
The man had never had close contact with women, he didn't know what other women were like, but the hand holding his was incredibly soft.
"Hurry up, hurry up, I heard there is a performance over there, or an ant performance, have you seen an ant performance?"
A clear and charming voice came from the front.
Zhou Huailin knew that the other party had recognized the wrong person, and he should have told her at this time, but for some reason, when he came to his senses, he found that he was pulled far away.
Or was it the woman herself who noticed something was wrong. After looking back at him, she was so scared that she immediately let go of his hand and stepped back a long way.
What was the feeling of loss in her heart at the moment she was let go? Disappointment? Reluctance?
Zhou Huailin didn't know.
"I'm sorry, sorry," the woman apologized to him again and again, "I didn't pay attention and held the wrong person. But... why didn't you say anything?"
Perhaps she realized that it was not good to blame others for her own mistakes, so she hurriedly explained: "I don't mean to blame you, but you and my husband are about the same size, and you are wearing the same mask, and... because you are too tall, I didn't raise my head enough just now and didn't see your face clearly. I'm so sorry."
When she said "I didn't raise my head enough", she demonstrated it, saying that it was indeed impossible to see the whole face at that angle. Every little expression and movement made people soften their hearts suddenly.
