With so many people, we couldn¡¯t just sit there. There were a lot of fruits in the pavilion. The censor¡¯s wife specially brought a plate of plums and handed them to Xu Yingying and said, "This one has a lot of juice, try it."
Xu Yingying had never met someone who was so enthusiastic about her. She didn't know how to shirk it, so she picked up the fruit and took a bite.
The sour and slightly sweet juice spread in the mouth. There was very little sweetness and most of it was sour. Xu Yingying was not prepared. She frowned and the tips of her brows trembled. If there weren't so many people around, she would have wanted to. The contents of his mouth spat out on Mrs. Censor's face.
Mrs. Censor kept observing Xu Yingying's expression and asked eagerly: "How is it? Is it delicious? I also liked eating these things at that time, and the more sour the food, the more I like it."
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Xu Yingying chewed up the food in her mouth, swallowed it, and said against her will, "It's indeed delicious, Madam Xie."
"It's okay, it's okay," Mrs. Yu Shi was very enthusiastic and directly put the plate of fruits into Xu Yingying's hands, "There are a lot of fruits in the Prime Minister's Mansion. If you like it, you can let others take it."
Xu Yingying took another one, then put the fruit on the table and said, "I eat a lot at home, so I don't need this much."
Xu Yingying¡¯s posture when she stood up and sat down was a bit strange. Madam Yushi asked alertly: ¡°Madam, is your foot injured?¡±
Xu Yingying said: "It's okay. I accidentally injured my foot at Yunshan Temple before. I have already seen the doctor. The doctor said that I can rest for a few more days."
Mrs. Censor quickly showed a distressed expression and kept tutting her tongue, telling Xu Yingying to take good care of herself. Those who didn't know might have thought that Xu Yingying was pregnant with the blood of the Censor family.
Xu Yingying thanked Mrs. Yushi for her kindness, and then said casually: "It's just a sprained foot. It doesn't matter. I've been helping Miss Song make her wedding dress recently."
As soon as these words came out, the conversation in the pavilion obviously became quieter, and these people glanced over unconsciously.
How serious is Song Wan that he asked Xu Yingying to help make the wedding dress? Don't you find it uncomfortable?
Mrs. Censor suppressed the excitement in her heart, pulled Xu Yingying and asked: "You are pregnant, why do you still do this kind of thing? It's so harmful to your body."
Yin Zhaohou is now over 40 years old. He finally got a son in his old age. How could he not treat Xu Yingying as if he were an eyeball and still let her make clothes for others?
Xu Yingying was waiting for others to ask this question, lowered her eyes, and said with a gloomy expression: "Master Hou injured his leg on the battlefield and has been idle at home. The person Miss Song is marrying is the nephew of Mrs. Marquis Yue'an. The wedding is so important. , can¡¯t delay, so what can I do if I¡¯m pregnant.¡±
Xu Yingying¡¯s voice was soft and her tone was low. It was easy for people to feel that she had been wronged and to sympathize with her.
Xu Yingying emphasized that Gu Yanting was the nephew of Mrs. Yue'anhou. It seemed that he deliberately bullied Yin Zhaohou and Xu Yingying with his back to the mountain of Yue'anhou.
Someone heard what she meant and asked curiously: "Madam, do you mean that Song Wan asked Madam to help her make her wedding dress?"
Xu Yingying did not answer the question directly, but forced a smile and said: "This is a happy event, and I am not dissatisfied with it. What happened before has passed, and I also hope that Miss Song can be safe and happy for the rest of her life. "
Xu Yingying said that the matter was over, but her eyes were obviously red, and her eyes were watery, as if she was going to cry the next moment. Everyone couldn't help but think of what she had said before when she accused Song Wan and Gu Yanting in the Prime Minister's Mansion. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com