Traveling through time and space to become a concubine: I just want to live a leisurely life

Chu Mengyao and Nanny Qin were talking to each other, and no one noticed that a small white figure flashed by the window outside.

Xiao Zihong walked back to the front yard in a daze.

All that filled my mind was the conversation between my mother and Aunt Zhao, and my mother's sad look.

Over the past year, my mother seemed to have never been truly happy.

He didn't know what to do, didn't know how to deal with the situation.

It was obvious that his mother would not listen to his advice, but he couldn't bear to blame her.

But once this matter was known to outsiders... he couldn't help but shudder, not daring to imagine what the consequences would be.

After some struggle, he gritted his teeth.

That would be an apology to Concubine Shen, and he could only choose his mother.

With mixed feelings, he unknowingly walked to the pavilion where he had agreed to meet with his two younger brothers.

Xiao Zian looked at Xiao Zihong approaching, smiled and ran over, and asked impatiently: "Brother, have you asked clearly? What did mother say?"

It turned out that the reason why Xiao Zihong went to find Chu Mengyao was because the three of them heard that something happened to their father.

In the end, no matter how they asked, they couldn't find out what was going on.

So I thought of asking the princess.

As a result, he had just walked to the door when he heard a conversation inside.

Xiao Zihong thought they were talking about his father.

So he planned to hide and eavesdrop for a while, but who would have thought...

Now hearing Xiao Zimo asking, he could only say: "Third brother, I didn't ask, I thought since this matter has been sealed by my father.

Then let's ask around. Father will be unhappy if he finds out.

You guys play here, I'm going to go back to do my homework."

After saying this, Xiao Zihong left on his own.

Xiao Zian looked at Xiao Zihong's figure walking away, and asked Xiao Zimo curiously: "Brother, what happened?"

Xiao Zimo scratched the back of his head, also looking confused: "I don't know! He said he was going back to do his homework.

Oh, never mind, let’s go to the Plum Garden quickly!

Last night I promised Tingting that I would take her to the Plum Garden today!"

When Xiao Zian heard this, his eyes immediately lit up and he said excitedly, "Okay, I'll go too! I'll pick a beautiful plum blossom for my mother and put it in the vase."

So, the two of them went to the plum garden together and started a pleasant day.

Time passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye it was New Year's Eve.

Today, the whole mansion is filled with a festive and joyful atmosphere.

The servants were busy and happy; some were cleaning, some were hanging lanterns, and some were posting Spring Festival couplets.

The Spring Festival couplets were written by King Xuan and his three children.

Or it could be said that it was written by three children, because King Xuan himself just wrote a few couplets casually and then left the rest of the task to the children.

The servants could only choose the appropriate location to paste the Spring Festival couplets according to the actual situation.

Those spring couplets written better will be posted in conspicuous places.

Those that were not so outstanding were placed in relatively hidden corners.

Despite this, the three children are still very enthusiastic and enjoy it.

"Father, please take a look at this couplet I wrote. What do you think of it? Where should I put it up?"

Xiao Zimo took his newly completed work and showed it to King Xuan with joy.

King Xuan glanced at it casually and replied calmly, "The firewood room."

"Hahahaha..." Shen Jingyi on the side couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Xiao Zimo: “…”

"It doesn't matter. The woodshed has a door too! And you're only six years old now. It's great that you can write like this!"

Shen Jingyi felt that her smile just now was a bit impolite, so she comforted her.

Xiao Zimo was a little embarrassed, but still smiled and said, "My mother-in-law is right. My handwriting will definitely be better next year!"

Shen Jingyi really liked this boy's personality, so she patted him on the shoulder and encouraged him gently: "Come on, your mother is optimistic about you."

Xiao Zimo was very happy now. In order to repay Shen Jingyi's encouragement, he wrote a painting for her and said he would put it on the door of the bathroom.

Shen Jingyi was so happy that she actually asked someone to post it.

Afterwards, they continued to write hard for another hour before the three of them put down their pens.

They breathed a sigh of relief, stretched their sore wrists, and finally finished writing.

King Xuan looked at the couplet that was taken away, nodded with satisfaction, and praised: "Very good, continue next year.

Now let's go to your mother's place for lunch."

The three children were very happy to receive King Xuan's affirmation. They all smiled and said "yes".

"Let's go!"

King Xuan gently supported Shen Jingyi and walked out first.

Xiao Zihong looked at the two people's backs with complicated expressions in his eyes.

Xiao Zian looked at Xiao Zihong who didn't move, and asked in confusion: "What's wrong, big brother?"

Xiao Zihong retracted his gaze and replied gently: "Nothing, let's go."

After saying that, he followed.

Xiao Zian, who stayed behind, said: "...Why do I feel like my brother has been acting weird these past few days?"