I turned the cold palace into a paradise

Ever since Xiao Yinmo escaped, the entry and exit of the capital city gates have been checked more strictly.

Li Er looked at the endless queues of people waiting to leave the city and felt a little annoyed. He worked a lot but earned little. It was so annoying!

"Where are you guys going? Get off the carriage and be inspected!" Li Er stopped the carriage.

"Sir, we are all going to Liangzhou. Can you give us a favor?" The man dressed as a young master stepped aside to block the way and stuffed the banknote in his hand into Li Er's hand.

"My mother is seriously ill and is dying. She keeps talking about returning to her hometown in Liangzhou. There is no other way. We can only bring the whole family to accompany the old lady back." His eyes turned red as he spoke.

Li Er raised his hand and opened the curtain, and a strong smell of medicine hit him in the face. Li Er took a step back and looked inside. In the car lay a pale old woman, a maid, and a nanny. The woman coughed from time to time, and the nanny and maid beside her patted her chest and anxiously fed her water.

"Where's the car behind?"

"My wife and concubine are behind." Li Er stuffed another silver note over.

Li Er stuffed the banknote into his sleeve, lifted the curtain and took a look. A beautiful woman was sitting with a book in her hand, and a woman whose face could not be seen was kneeling beside her, pouring tea.

Li Er clicked his tongue. It was obvious that the mistress was training her concubine.

"No problem, go ahead." He took the money and looked at the person. He quickly let him go, and wanted to secretly see how big the banknote was.

"Okay, thank you, sir. You have worked so hard."

Li Er nodded, wishing that everyone could be as sensible as him.

The carriage left the city smoothly.

"Yunyue, you still have a way." Li Wanhua said admiringly.

At this time, Yun Yue, who was dressed as a man, smiled slightly: "Money makes the world go round. Money can solve 99% of the problems. The only thing that can't be solved is not enough money."

Huang Jiaojiao stared at Yunyue, who was dressed in men's clothes, and said, "Yunyue, if you were a man, I would definitely fall in love with you. You are handsome and smart."

Yun Yue lifted Huang Jiaojiao's chin with the fan in her hand, imitating the behavior of a playboy: "Please call me Master Yue from now on."

"Then I am Young Master Li!" Li Wanhua patted the long sword at her waist.

Everyone laughed.

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"Selling candied haws! Sour and sweet candied haws!" an old man shouted while carrying a pile of candied haws.

"I want them all." A man in black came over and said.

"Ah?" The old man was a little unsure

"I want them all!" the man took out a piece of silver and repeated.

The old man took the silver with surprise and handed him the rack full of candied haws.

Ouyang Yi stared at the shelves full of candied haws. This was his sister's favorite. Before entering the palace, every time he went out, his sister would ask him to bring her one. At that time, he often laughed at her for eating this at such an old age.

But now... there are so many candied haws, my sister can't eat them...

"Ouch!" A little beggar bumped into Ouyang Yi.

Ouyang Yi reached out and supported him: "Are you okay?"

The little beggar shook his head, stuffed a letter into Ouyang Yi's hand and ran away.

Ouyang Yi was a little surprised, but pretended nothing happened. He stuffed the letter into his sleeve and walked back home carrying the candied haws.

"Father! Father!" Ouyang Yi rushed into Ouyang Jinyan's study, shouting.

"Why are you so impatient!" Ouyang Jinyan wiped his eyes and scolded in a hoarse voice.

"Father, a letter!" Ouyang Yi's face was filled with tears, but his voice was full of surprise: "A letter from my sister."

Ouyang Jinyan took the opened letter in disbelief, with that familiar handwriting on it.

"Father, mother, brother, don't worry. Shu'er is doing well. From now on, I will be free and see this beautiful country for you."

Just a few words made Ouyang Jinyan's eyes red again.

"Come on, let's go see your mother." Since the news of Shu'er's death came yesterday, the lady has not eaten, drunk, or seen me. Now I am finally relieved.

After taking two steps, Ouyang Jinyan suddenly said, "Give me one."

"What?"

"Give me a candied haws!"

Ouyang Yi then remembered that he was still carrying the candied haws, and hurriedly took one off and handed it to his father.

Ouyang Jinyan took a clumsy bite. A smile appeared on his face: "It's so sweet."

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Yu Mansion.

"Madam, please have a bite." The nanny advised, holding a bowl of porridge.

Madam Yu closed her eyes and shook her head.

The courtyard was filled with the sound of the woman happily directing the servants to decorate the yard.

Old Madam Yu was very sad.

Is it really worth being happy about the promotion that was obtained at the cost of my daughter's life?

Poor my granddaughter...

At this time, a servant came in and said: "Madame Lin, there is a young lady outside who wants to see you."

Nanny Lin frowned: "Did you say who it was?"

"She said you'll know when you see it." The servant shook his head.

It was so mysterious that Nanny Lin didn't want to see him. The old lady on the bed said, "Go."

Nanny Lin went out and saw that person, a woman she didn't recognize.

When the woman saw Nanny Lin coming out, she handed over a package before she could speak: "This contains medicine for the old lady to keep healthy, one pill a day. Take good care of the old lady. She will be back."

After saying that, he winked mischievously and turned away.

Nanny Lin's heart skipped a beat and she walked in holding the package.

"Mammy, who's looking for you?"

"Oh, my second uncle in the countryside asked someone to send me some things." Nanny Lin's steps were a little messy.

After entering the bedroom, Nanny Lin sent the maid away, excitedly helped the old lady up, opened the package and handed it to her, whispering: "Old lady, look..."

There were several porcelain bottles and a headband in the package.

The old lady took up the headband with shaking hands. Two words were embroidered on the side of the headband: Xiyun

Tears fell, and the old lady gently stroked the two words with her hand: "I said her embroidery work was not very good, look at these words, they are all crooked..."

"That person sent a message saying that you should take good care of yourself and she will come back to see you." Nanny Lin was also wiping her tears.

"It's good to be alive, it's good to be alive... Don't come back, what's the point of coming back, just live your own life."

"Oh, bring me some porridge... I still have to live a few more years!"

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Huang Mansion.

Huang Shangshu and his wife sat in Huang Jiaojiao's room, looking sad. They only had this one daughter, and now...

"Master. The snacks from Jingaofang are here." The servant put the food box on the table.

Minister Huang waved his hand, signaling them to leave.

Then he took Mrs. Huang's hand and said with concern: "Madam, please eat something..."

"I can't eat. How painful it must have been for our Jiaojiao when she was burned... My heart is..."

The two of them hugged each other and cried for a while. Minister Huang opened the food box. His daughter was gone, and now his wife couldn't afford to get into any more trouble...

I picked up a snack and saw a piece of paper underneath. I took it out and unfolded it, feeling a bit strange.

It's a painting.

The painting shows a girl flying a kite, but the kite's string is broken.

Huang Shangshu's breathing became heavy: "Madam, Madam, come and see!"

Mrs. Huang glanced at him with dissatisfaction, and this glance was like a thunderbolt. She thought of the conversation with Jiaojiao at the same time.

"Dad, what do you think of this painting I made?"

"Pfft, your painting skills will be laughed at if you show them to others."

"Mom, look at Dad!"

"Don't listen to your father's nonsense. I think Jiaojiao's paintings are pretty good!"

Huang Jiaojiao held her face in her hands, looked out the window and said, "It would be great if I could turn into a kite, so I could fly wherever I want..."

Mrs. Huang held the painting tightly to her heart.

"Fly, my son, fly as much as you can..."