Traveling back and forth from ancient times to the present, the prince pursues love in the modern ti

The waiter did not dare to delay and quickly packed up all the latest new jewelry.

Before leaving, Xia Youan said to Song Jinbao: "Jinbao, you are a very good clerk. It's time to consider giving you a year-end bonus!"

"Okay, sister!" Then he turned to the waiter and said, "Don't forget to get ten taels of silver from the shopkeeper as a reward."

Waiter: "..."

Happiness came so suddenly, the lady's words were worth three years' salary to him!

After buying things, the few of them finally agreed to go to the Song family honestly.

Song Jinbao had someone send the message back long ago, and the Duke's wife waited at the door as soon as she got the news.

The ones coming today are my son’s godmother and Miss Xia.

It was almost noon when they finally got home. As soon as the carriage stopped, the Duke's wife walked over.

Looking at the four beautiful girls getting off the carriage, the Duke's wife couldn't tell who was who for a moment. After all, she had only met Xia Youan once at night five years ago.

"Jinbao, isn't your godmother coming? Why are there only four girls?" asked the Duke's wife in confusion.

"Pfft~"

Including Song Jinbao, all five of them laughed.

Song Jinbao held Liang Peishan's shoulders and pushed her towards the Duke's wife, "Mom, isn't this my godmother?"

"Ah? This is my godmother?"

Because Liang Peishan was wearing a turtleneck sweater, she tied her hair into a lazy bun, with sparkling diamond earrings on her ears, and her face was delicately made up. Her skin was tender, smooth, and rosy.

"Didn't you say your godmother is in her forties, not much younger than me? How come she's younger than your sisters?"

Which woman doesn’t like to be praised for her youth?

Liang Peishan laughed at the compliment, "Sister, please stop praising me like that. I'll be too proud if you continue praising me. After this Chinese New Year, I'll be 46."

"Sister, how do you maintain your looks? Why do you look so young?" The Duke's wife enviously took Liang Peishan's hand. When she touched her hand, it looked even more tender. She was so envious!

“Mom, are you planning to let my godmother and Aunt Wu stand here and chat with you?”

"Yes, yes, yes, yes, sister, please come into the house quickly. I want to ask you for advice." The Duke's wife enthusiastically took Liang Peishan's hand and walked inside.

The Duke's Mansion was so large that it took a while to reach the main hall.

After Song Jinbao introduced them to each other, he pushed Aunt Wu in front of the Duke's wife and asked, "Mother, how old do you think Aunt Wu is?"

The Duke's wife looked at Aunt Wu carefully. "You, child, now I know that your godmother is forty-six years old. Sister Wu is a few years older than your godmother, so no matter how you calculate, she must be almost fifty. Why do you still want to torture me?"

Aunt Wu was also amused by the Duke's wife. Song Jinbao said to her with a smile, "Mother, you're calling her the wrong name. You should also call her Sister Wu. Aunt Wu is already fifty-four years old!"

The Duke's wife was shocked again. "This, this, how is this possible? She looks like she's only in her early thirties at most!"

We are all regular customers of the beauty salon, how can we not look young? We all spend money.

"When we entered the palace at night, I gave my sister a beauty instrument. When we left the palace, Mo Yuan and the others were in a hurry to go to the sacrifice and didn't have time to bring the gift over." Liang Peishan said.

"Then I'd like to thank my younger sister first!"

The three women chattered about skin care, and no one paid any attention to Xia Youan, Xing Yinan, and Song Jinbao until after lunch.

"My two sisters, the servants will be putting up Spring Festival couplets soon. Do you two want to go and play?"

"Yes!" Xia Youan and Xing Yinan said in unison.

The two of them didn't want to stay here and listen to them talk about skin care. They were naturally beautiful and didn't need that stuff.

Spring Festival couplets are posted on New Year's Eve. The couplets for the Duke of Song's family are written in advance by Xie Yushi.

In most wealthy families, it was the servants who put up the Spring Festival couplets. However, in the house of Duke Song, Xia Youan and Xing Yinan were having a lot of fun putting up the couplets.

When Chu Moyuan, Xie Youzhi and Zhang Peng came to pick them up, they hadn't finished pasting yet. The three of them looked at the two little women having fun with a doting look on their faces, and stood behind them watching silently, not allowing the servants to remind them.

"Jinbao, do you think the height I put it at is okay?" Xia Youan asked while standing on a stool.

No one answered behind her. Xia Youan turned around and saw Chu Moyuan standing behind her, smiling at her. He should have looked very domineering in his python robe, but at this moment, Chu Moyuan's whole body was filled with a gentle aura.

"Xiao Yuanyuan, you're back?" Xia Youan asked excitedly.

"Well! I'm here to take you home!" Chu Moyuan said with his arms open. Xia Youan jumped into his arms and climbed up his waist with his legs.

The embarrassed servants turned around. The prince and Miss Xia were too bold!

Xing Yinan was envious of the interaction between Xia Youan and Chu Moyuan. Standing on the stool, she couldn't help but sigh, "This is a fairy-like relationship. When will I be able to encounter it?"

Xie Youzhi glared at him, "Baozi, try saying that again!"

"Just tell me, when can I meet him?" Xing Yinan said provocatively.

Xie Youzhi walked over and carried the person on his shoulders, heading towards the carriage. When he passed by Chu Moyuan and Xia Youan, he said to them, "Sorry to take up the carriage for a while. Let me enforce the family rules!"

Xing Yinan struggled desperately, "Xie Youzhi, you can't do this. I'm not yours, what family rules are you enforcing?"

Chu Moyuan and Xia Youan looked at each other, then put Xia Youan down and asked, "What are Mom and Aunt Wu doing? Why are you two the only ones here?"

Xia Youan smiled helplessly, "What can women do when they get together? Either they talk about skin care, or they talk about clothes, or they discuss men. At this moment, they should still be talking about skin care issues."

Song Jinbao approached the two of them, looked at Chu Moyuan and said, "I really envy you and Old Xie. You've both found your soulmates. And I'm still waiting for my parents to arrange something for me!"

"Why? Your family doesn't allow you to find one yourself? Logically speaking, your family doesn't need arranged marriage or anything like that!" Xia Youan asked curiously.

"Oh! It's not that I need an arranged marriage, but I just want to have one or two children. Do you think my parents will beat me to death given our family's situation?" Song Jinbao said.

"Uh~Jinbao, you're not going to have three wives and four concubines, are you?"

"Oh! This is most likely the case, right? But since I can't have pure love like you, it doesn't matter who I marry or how many I marry!" Song Jinbao said helplessly.

Chu Moyuan patted Song Jinbao on the shoulder. Xia Youan didn't know whether to call him a scumbag or a lucky man. But forget it, everyone has his own destiny and life, so she could only silently wish him the best.

After a while, Xie Youzhi got off the carriage, and Xing Yinan was too shy to get off.

Xia Youan walked over, opened the car door, and took a look. He couldn't help but complain to Xie Youzhi, "Could you be a little gentler next time when you kiss me? Look, our old Xing's lips are all red from kissing him. There are no marks on your body, right?"

Xing Yinan was already embarrassed, and after being teased by Xia Youan, she got so angry that she got out of the car and chased after her to beat her up.

"Xia Youan, you actually tease me!"

Xie Youzhi and Chu Moyuan looked at the two little women playing around, their faces full of happiness.