Ye Youlan's daily life of traveling through time

Li Zhi looked at the princess in disbelief. "Could it be my mother-in-law? Why would she go to Hujia Village? It's three hours away from Gucheng!"

"You'll know if it's true once you go. If you go too late, your mother-in-law will become someone else's wife."

Upon hearing this, Li Zhi quickly took his men on horseback to Hujia Village.

Song Wen came out of the provincial government and saw Qiao Luochuan walking hurriedly in front of him. He called out to him twice, but Qiao Luochuan seemed not to hear him.

The servant Agui came to pick him up.

"Where's Xiaobao?"

"Xiao Bao went to contact the fireworks shop."

The master and servant walked home, and Agui told Song Wen that Mrs. Qiao had been found.

Song Wen's body froze. He found it. Where did he find it?

"Hujia Village, but Mrs. Qiao seems to have lost her memory. She has lost her memory of coming to Gucheng."

"When did you find it?"

"They found her yesterday and brought her back this afternoon. I heard that if her son-in-law had gone a little later, she would have married the old bachelor from Hujia Village."

Song Wen asked Agui to buy some snacks and fruits as he wanted to visit the Qiao family.

Many people came to the Qiao family's yard. Qiao Da said that his wife had just returned home and he didn't remember anything now. It was not convenient for him to come out to thank everyone, so please forgive me.

After everyone dispersed, Song Wen squeezed in and told Qiao Da with concern that it was good that his sister-in-law was back, and that the amnesia would recover slowly.

Qiao Da expressed his gratitude again and again.

After Mrs. Qiao came back, she only recognized Qiao Da, Qiao Ling, Qiao Luochuan, and people from Li Yun's family. These were people she knew when she lived in Yangcheng, and she had lost all her memories of them after coming to Gucheng.

Qiao Ling introduced Aunt Li's family to her one by one. When she introduced Li Zhi, she shyly said, "This is your son-in-law."

Mrs. Qiao's eyes moved slightly, as if she was very satisfied. When Song Wen was introduced, Mrs. Qiao's eyes became dull and she turned her head to look away.

Song Wen said somewhat awkwardly, "It's good that you're back. It's worth celebrating."

To celebrate Mrs. Qiao's safe return, Li Zhi invited everyone to a large local restaurant for dinner. Qiao Ling felt a little sorry for the money and thought it would be better to buy some food and cook it at home.

Li Zhi whispered, "The restaurant belongs to the palace, so we'll give you a 50% discount."

Song Wen made the excuse of feeling unwell and didn't go.

Qiao Luochuan held him back, and he whispered, "You are a family, and I, an outsider, won't disturb you."

When Song Wen returned home, he called Xiaobao and asked him to go to the study and asked him what to do.

"Or let's just go all the way." Xiao Bao made a gesture of wiping his neck.

Song Wen shook his head: "Li Zhi lives next door. Who in Gucheng can beat him?"

"Didn't Mrs. Qiao lose her memory? What's there to be afraid of? Besides, once the fireworks go off on October 25th and the prince and princess are gone, they'll all be gone."

Song Wen raised the corner of his mouth and warned him to make sure this matter was done well.

"I'm leaving a few days early and heading to the capital. You can catch up after you're done. By the time the news of their faked deaths reaches the capital, I'll have already been there for several days. This matter will have nothing to do with me. Let's go back to the capital and start a new life."

"Sir, I only want to marry Caiwei."

"I will definitely let you get married when the time comes. You can choose any beautiful girl in the mansion."

"I want to marry Caiwei."

You are so determined to marry Caiwei, but she is not a fairy?

"She looks like Xiaohong."

Song Wenxiao is quite infatuated.

The Seventh Prince asked Qiao Luochuan what progress the fireworks had made.

"It's almost over, and then everyone in Valley City will be able to enjoy the fireworks."

"We will return to the capital in November to celebrate the New Year, and I'll have to trouble you then."

"Don't worry, I'll guard this place."

On October 15th, Song Wen came to the palace and said that his wife was not used to the climate in the capital and wanted him to go over and keep her company.

"We have to go back to the capital in November, so you can go back first."

On October 20, Song Wen left Gucheng and headed for the capital. He took Agui with him, left Xiaobao behind, and gave him two hundred taels of silver. After the mission was accomplished, he asked him to go to the capital to reunite. If he failed, he should hide somewhere else for half a year.

On Ye Youlan's birthday, cannons blared and fireworks filled the sky above the palace, and people from all over the city came out to watch. Xiao Bao, standing in the Song family courtyard, noticed something was wrong. Wasn't it agreed that the fireworks would be set off from the highest drum tower?

He hurried towards the Drum Tower, only to find that the platform had been dismantled. He tried to climb up the Drum Tower but was stopped by soldiers.

"Brother, where are the fireworks here?"

"Sent to the palace."

Xiao Bao was very satisfied. He would soon hear screams from the palace! Should he go around the palace? There was a lot of gunpowder in that fireworks box. If he didn't die, he would be seriously injured.

Thinking of the delicate beauty who was injured and disabled by the explosion, he couldn't help but shake his head and sigh.

But after the fireworks were over, everything returned to calm, and the palace was shrouded in the silent night, with incomparable tranquility.

Xiao Bao was stunned for a while before he came to his senses. He realized that both he and Mr. Song had been fooled. He was about to leave, but someone grabbed his neck like a chicken, stuffed a piece of cloth into his mouth, carried him on his shoulder, and disappeared into the night.

In the inner courtyard of the throne, Ye Youlan admired the fireworks and asked her daughter if they looked good.

"Father, please set off fireworks for me on my birthday too."

The Seventh Prince laughed and said, "When you reach the age of marriage, I'll set off fireworks for you that are even more spectacular than these, okay?"

"it is good."

The Seventh Prince looked at Erbao, who was being held by his nanny and chewing his fingers, and said, "It's not necessary for boys."

As the night deepened, everyone dispersed. Ye Youlan went into the room and lay down on the bed: "Ah, I'm another year older, how terrible."

The Seventh Prince came over and pulled her to take a bath: "In my heart, you will always be young and beautiful."

There was a smile on Ye Youlan's lips. Women always like to hear sweet words.

"Wash together."

The Seventh Prince was pleasantly surprised: "Why do you want to reward me?"

"I'm so tired."

But after taking a bath, Ye Youlan became interested, and she became more and more skilled in tormenting the Seventh Prince.

After making love, the Seventh Prince held her in his arms and said that he felt what it was like to be like a wolf or a tiger.

Ye Youlan chuckled, covering her face with her hands and asked coquettishly, "Are you scared?"

"like."

"No matter how much you like it, you shouldn't be greedy. Your body is the capital of revolution."

The Seventh Prince begged that today be your birthday so please come again.

Ye Youlan said reluctantly, "Then it's better to obey than to be respectful."

As November approached, Song Wen in the capital estimated that there would be news in the next two days, but he waited for several days and his father-in-law did not bring anything back from the court.

He was strolling on the street and met Chen Su, who told him that the prince and his family would be back soon.

"A letter from the prince?"

"Last month, Xiaoling asked for a letter from the princess."

Oh!

Song Wen thought that when you guys received the news you would probably faint from crying, so he just waited and watched the show.

Chen Su patted his arm and said, "You should paint more when you have time. Your skills have declined."

Song Wen asked him what he meant. He hadn't painted for a long time.

"It's because you haven't painted for a long time that I said your painting skills have declined and you look restless." Chen Su invited him to Qingfeng Teahouse tomorrow, where several painting friends were going to discuss Chen Shanren's new works.

Song Wen said awkwardly, "I have to go to Xiangguo Temple with my wife tomorrow."