Traveling back to ancient times begins with the use of stone tools

"Yes, Dad thinks so too. You can live in this house by yourself. Your mother, your brother and I will find another house. You don't have to worry about the people. There will be enough people here. Dad will buy it himself."

Only then did Leng Ruoxue feel that a father was a father, and the father and daughter knew what the other wanted to do without much explanation.

People from the Ministry of Rites arrived early in the morning.

Today was supposed to be the opening day for the glass shop, but it was delayed by matters at the Ministry of Rites. Leng Ruoxue did not go to the glass shop and arranged for them to open the shop on their own.

First they exchanged engagement letters, then they proposed marriage, and then Leng Ruoxue had to go to the palace to express her gratitude.

After finishing the work in the mansion and having lunch, Leng Ruoxue dressed formally and went to the palace to express her gratitude.

First go to the Queen's Palace.

This time she was not made to wait and was summoned by the Queen as soon as she entered the palace.

After saying some polite words and receiving the reward, she was taken by the palace maid to Lize Palace to meet her future mother-in-law, Concubine Ya.

The palace maid led the way while looking at Leng Ruoxue's expression.

Leng Ruoxue saw that the road was getting more and more remote, "Didn't you take the wrong road?"

"No, the Queen asked me to tell the county lady that Concubine Ya is in seclusion and the Queen cannot let her out, but she will take good care of her life, so the county lady Leng can rest assured."

"it is good"

Leng Ruoxue replied and stopped talking.

The palace maid waited for a while, and seeing that Leng Ruoxue didn't say anything, she concentrated on leading the way.

The road to Lize Palace is far, but the palace is not small, larger than the palaces passed by.

A team of guards stood at the door.

"No one is allowed to enter the Li Ze Palace without a royal decree!"

The guards stopped Leng Ruoxue and the palace maid.

"This is the token from the Queen. Princess Leng is the future consort of the Eighth Prince. I have been ordered to come and see the Queen Yafei."

The guard saw the token and said, "Please come in, Lord Leng."

There seemed to be only one palace maid and a nanny in Lize Palace.

The palace maid led Leng Ruoxue into the main hall, served her tea, and then left.

Yafei looked at Leng Ruoxue curiously, and Leng Ruoxue also looked at Yafei.

"You are a county lord with a fiefdom, your father is a general, and your mother also has a title. This arrangement seems not bad."

Ya Fei was not as depressed as the one in confinement, but rather very lively.

A middle-aged woman in her thirties, she looks like an eighteen-year-old girl.

The empty hall was not cold at all. The four charcoal basins were burning brightly and glass windows were installed.

"The titles of County Princess and mother were conferred only before the New Year. My father's general position was a nominal one. He only got the lucrative position of quartermaster of the Beijing Suburban Guard Battalion last night."

Leng Ruoxue said this while looking at Yafei's expression.

Ya Fei smiled and said, "No wonder that bitch agreed."

Mammy coughed slightly.

"It's not a secret, just tell it."

Ya Fei didn't care.

Seeing Leng Ruoxue's look that said, I don't know, I really want to know.

Ya Fei continued, "I entered the palace in the same year as that bitch An Jia. We agreed to look after each other, but she stabbed me in the back and caused me to be imprisoned. She became the queen."

Leng Ruoxue: ...That’s it?

For someone like Concubine Ya, it would be difficult for her to survive in the palace without being stabbed in the back by the Queen, so her confinement is very interesting.

It is called confinement, but in fact it is protection.

"How many years has the queen been imprisoned?"

Ya Fei looked hateful and said, "It's been fifteen years."

The eighth prince is 12 years old, half a month younger than the seventh prince.

"Does His Majesty come here often?"

"how do you know?"

Yafei was very surprised.

Mammy looked up at the sky in silence.

"Your Majesty, do you want to leave the palace?"

Leng Ruoxue continued to ask.

"Why should I leave the palace?"

Yafei looked puzzled.

"Since you don't plan to leave the palace, why not make your life better?"

The emperor should have feelings for Concubine Ya.

"I'm living a good life now!"

Leng Ruoxue: ...Why do I feel like myself? I don’t care about anyone except the people around me, and I don’t care about irrelevant things.

So, it is childish for me to stay out of it?

In this feudal society, it is very childish.

Your background, strength and status all determine whether you are controlled by others or control others.

“I haven’t even met your son.”

Leng Ruoxue tried to dissolve the marriage through Yafei, although the hope was slim.

"What does it matter whether we meet or not?"

Leng Ruoxue:...Okay, I give up.

"What does the queen do in the palace on weekdays?"

How did she pass the time in a yard for fifteen years?

"As for me, I eat, sleep, and grow flowers... I don't think there's anything else I do. What do you do every day?"

Ya Fei asked Leng Ruoxue back.

"I... was thinking about how the people in the fiefdom could have enough food to eat, since they couldn't get food for free. In order to feed them, I had to make money first, and I was busy making money every day."

Leng Ruoxue summed it up for herself and found that it was indeed the case.

"So you have a lot of money, right?"

"No, all the money I earned was spent on my fiefdom. I was reluctant to use the cloth awarded by the palace, so I saved it for future gifts. Therefore, my family only used a few pieces of cloth to make clothes. That was all the clothes for the four of us in the family."

Ya Fei burst out laughing, "Your mother also said that it was parent-child clothing. I was thinking of making parent-child clothing for my little Ba and me as well."

Look at Leng Ruoxue's shocked expression.

"I have been imprisoned for so many years and I am very poor"

Ya Fei's eyes moved, "I think your clothes are very beautiful, why don't you give me your embroiderer and let her make clothes for me too"

What shocked Leng Ruoxue was that Yafei was clearly imprisoned, so how could she see her family wearing parent-child outfits?

So, what did this emperor see in me?

"Parent-child outfits are about design. I can give the embroidery to the queen, but she doesn't understand design. If the queen has nothing to do, she can design it herself to pass the time."

......

Leng Ruoxue told Yafei about her designs for parent-child clothing one by one.

Yafei took note of it very carefully.

Before leaving, Leng Ruoxue couldn't help but said, "My queen, I am a country girl, it is too high for me to marry the Eighth Prince. Is it possible to find a princess for the Eighth Prince?"

"I can't change the person, but postponing the wedding is still possible."

Ya Fei looked at Leng Ruoxue with a smile.

"Then I'll have to trouble Madam Yafei. Whatever Madam Yafei needs, I will do it to the best of my ability."

"Oh, my son is so pitiful. He went to the border at such a young age. I haven't seen him for a long time. If you are willing, how about bringing something to him for me?"

"Okay, I'll find someone to take it with me when I leave the palace."

"The wedding date will be when you are 15 years old!"

"How about twenty?"

Leng Ruoxue shuddered.

You are a minor.

"You deliver it in person, eighteen years old"

"I have to go back to my fiefdom in two days to prepare for this year's spring ploughing. Otherwise, there will be no work for the villagers and I will have to give them food to feed them for nothing."

Leng Ruoxue wanted to bargain.

"If you send it over in person, I can help postpone your wedding date until you are eighteen, or else you can just go to the age of marriage!"

Ya Fei did not give in at all.

"I'll send it over when I'm done, okay?"

Leng Ruoxue was able to gain eight years, which was already an improvement and a compromise.

"Can"