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    The running water table and the little play continued even when it was time to light the lanterns. The women could not hold on any longer, so they all left early. Palace lanterns were lit in the corridors, decorating the whole garden as brightly as day. No one knew that the table had been changed.  After several trips, the women, girls, and boys who shuttled back and forth all showed signs of fatigue.

    After seeing off the wife of Zhongding Houfu, the old lady stretched herself:

    "It's been a day since I've been making trouble, and I'm tired. Let's go back now!"

    Xie Qiao and Qiaoyue quickly helped the old lady stand up, and the second lady hurriedly said:

    "The party hasn't finished yet outside, why did the old lady leave?"

    The old lady glanced over the screen:

    "Now I don't have such a good spirit, and I can't compare with their men. Gao Le stays up all night. We stay here for a long time, but it hinders their business. Thanks to your usual cleverness, you don't pay attention to these things. Come on,  It's important to go back and rest seriously, so that they don't say anything and feel uncomfortable in their hearts."

    After saying that, he held Xie Qiao's hand and walked towards the corridor over there. Several little girls hurriedly walked two steps holding lanterns to light the way in front.  Once the old lady left, there was no reason for the eldest lady, second wife, Xie Zhu and Xie Xian to stay.

    For a moment, the place dispersed, and the screen was removed, and it became transparent in an instant. It was the time when the men's table was full of wine, and those who came to pay their birthdays all left and dispersed, and the rest were relatives and friends nearby.  Friends who were close friends in the past simply moved their seats to the waterside pavilion.

    Xie Yijun also left long ago, but Lin Tingmei is still there. One of them is that she has a good rapport with these noble gentlemen, and she also has the intention of becoming friends and clinging to them. In the past, she used to think that famous gentlemen like He Ziqian were flashy and dandy.  Now it seems that he is cordial and peaceful, his conversation is meaningful, and it is very good to make friends.

    The other one was unable to bear the thought in his mind, thinking that he might be able to find a chance to see the second young lady again.  With these thoughts in mind, I followed the current and did not go back until this time.

    Although it was the old man's birthday, after all, the old man had grown up and had a lot of fun today. After a while, he let the boys help him go back to rest. As soon as the tiger holding the mountain left,  The bottom is even more shapeless.

    The eldest man was the most ridiculous one with his head. He waved to the little actors on the stage to come down and join him in drinking and having fun. Baoshu became more and more embarrassed when he saw it, especially in Lin Tingmei's eyes. This situation was not good.

    He looked up and saw the snowflakes falling slowly in the shadow of the lamp, then stood up and said:

    "It's so messy here that we can't have enough fun. I still have a few jars of good wine hidden in my place. It's warm in the house, so I can prepare some delicious side dishes in the small kitchen. On this fine snowy day, wouldn't it be nice for us to have wine and talk poetry?"

    His words struck a chord with many people.

    Before they entered Baoshu's yard, they met Qiaomei walking towards them with two little girls.  As soon as she saw them, Qiaomei folded her hands and handed the stove, which had been filled with silver charcoal, to Baoshu:

    "I was just about to send a hand stove to you, but why did I come back? I haven't left yet."

    Xie Baoshu took the stove and said:

    "Let's break up. I guess the fuss won't break up until tomorrow. Ignore them. You go and let the stove prepare a few dishes. We'll have a drink and talk in the Nuan Pavilion."

    Thinking about it, he said again:

    "It's better to cook some Japonica rice porridge first. I haven't eaten anything serious these days. By the way, go to Sister Qiao's place first. The pickled bamboo shoots there are the most delicious. The porridge is the best.  OK"

    After hearing this, Qiaomei glanced at Qin Siming next to her in a funny way:

    "I really don't think of myself as an outsider. It was an idea that the third girl came up with when the old lady was ill a few days ago, in order to coax the old lady to eat. I am really thinking about it."

    Xie Baoshu didn¡¯t take it seriously:

    "Sister Qiao is clever and has many ideas. She can come up with fresh food. How can she be biased towards me? Just go ahead and there is nothing else to say."

    Jingsheng joked:

    "Now you can take advantage of the convenient location and get whatever you want. When Sister Qiao comes out in the future, I'll see where you go to get something."

    Xie Baoshu chuckled and said:

    "What I'm saying is that even if she goes to the end of the world, she will still be my sister. If I go and ask for it, she can still beat me out, isn't she Shen Yuan?"

    Qin Siming coughed twice and said:

    "If you have to fight famine three times a day, fighting out is not new."

    After hearing this, several people laughed. Lin Tingmei mused secretly. After listening to this day's work, these people did not say a word about the second young lady Xie Xian, and they were very different from the third young lady.  It's so strange to be so close.

    &nbsWe often come and go, we are all in the same house, but there are few opportunities to meet each other. Just like what is said in the book, we are so close but so far away, and there is no reply to the things I send.

    To be honest, Qin Siming couldn't figure out what Xie Qiao was thinking. Before the engagement, it was neither far nor near. After the engagement, there were no ups and downs. His face still looked light without joy or sadness.  Sometimes Qin Siming really has some doubts about how Xie Qiao, a teenage girl, can practice to such a high level that people can't understand her thoughts.

    But what Qin Siming wants to know most is her heart. Does she have herself in her heart? Does she think of herself in her heart? After getting married, she is as happy as herself. She is not sure and can't guess, so even if  Now that they are engaged, Qin Siming is a little uneasy.

    He and Xie Baoshu each had their own thoughts and drank wine one cup after another. After a while, they became drunk and simply sent Xiao Yao back to the palace to report a message. Qin Siming also rested at Xie Baoshu's place.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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