Empress Dowager Yin smiled and said kindly, "Zhitong, you should call Ai's aunt."

Yuan Zhitong smiled appropriately, but with some just right flattery, "The Empress Dowager... the cousin still remembers my mother."

Seeing the daughter of an old friend, Empress Dowager Yin has aroused a lot of past events in the boudoir.

Empress Dowager Yin said again: "How are your mother?"

Yuan Zhitong's face froze, showing a bit of sadness, "Cousin Aunt, my mother passed away in July last year."

The so-called: The father is serving his mother and his recession. Yuan Zhitong's biological father is still there, so she only needs to be mourning for her biological mother for one year. Now she has passed the filial piety period.

Empress Dowager Yin opened her eyes slightly, unable to hide her shock and grief, and sighed: "Your mother is only 33 years old..."

The last time she saw Dong Jilan was eight years ago.

The past is still in front of you, and I don’t want the old friend to pass away.

Empress Dowager Yin was a little sad and heartbroken, so she closed her eyes.

She has seen many deaths at this age. When she opened her eyes again, her eyes had returned to normal.

She took Yuan Zhitong's hand and persuaded her: "Zhitong, you are mourning and following the changes. Your mother will be so graceful when you see you standing so graceful and beautiful, and you will be able to rest as you can indulge in the sky."

Yuan Zhitong smiled gently and gently, "I will remember it thanks for my aunt's care."

She rubbed the veil in her hand, "My mother was always thinking about her cousin's aunt before her death, saying that you treat her like a sister, and that I must pay my respects to you if I have the opportunity to come to the capital."

"I just wanted to go with the princess to pay tribute to you, but the princess refused..."

Her eyes wandered for a moment, looking like she was speechless.

Immediately afterwards, she smiled as if nothing had happened and said to herself: "I think it's because the princess has something to say to her cousin's aunt."

The sixteen-year-old girl stood gracefully and had a gentle smile.

Empress Dowager Yin frowned slightly.

Chu Qianchen smiled on his lips.

The other women present also paid attention to the movements here, with different expressions.

The atmosphere around was a little stiff.

The queen smiled and said, "Mother, the show is about to start, so why not go in and reminisce about the past."

So, everyone surrounded Queen Yin and the Queen into Changyin Pavilion and quickly went to the second floor of the theater.

Yuan Zhitong followed Empress Dowager Yin like a shadow, and kept helping Empress Dowager Yin to sit down on the phoenix throne.

The seats in the theater were arranged in advance according to their status. On both sides of the empress dowager were the queen's phoenix seats, and on the other side were left for Princess Chu Qianchen, and there was no seat for Yuan Zhitong.

However, Yuan Zhitong had already taken the initiative to ask the palace maid to bring the little girl over and said affectionately: "Cousin, I want to talk to you again."

"Before my mother passed away, she was sleeping in sick for two years. At that time, she always remembered some past events and told me a lot about her cousin's aunt."

"Mom said that my cousin's little hairpin is written beautifully, and it is not bad compared to Mrs. Wei. Her little hairpin is still guided by you."

When she heard her talk about Dong Jilan, Empress Dowager Yin showed a little nostalgia and sadness on her face, and sighed: "Your mother is a smart person, and she can understand at a glance. Especially her hand is skillful, and no one can match her with two-sided embroidery."

Yuan Zhitong pursed her lips and smiled, looking at Empress Dowager Yin with her small melon-shaped face, "My embroidery and small hairpin hairpin are taught by my mother. So am I half a disciple of my cousin's aunt?"

"Forget it!" Empress Dowager Yin was amused by her.

The two were laughing and laughing.

At this time, the play was first sent to the queen, and the queen turned around and handed the play to Queen Mother Yin, "Mother, please come first with some play."

Empress Dowager Yin ordered a discount on "Mulan's Commander" at will, and the note was returned to the queen.

The queen smiled slightly, with a calmness in her eyes that she could control everything.

She also ordered a play, and then handed it to Princess Li.

A slow sound of silk and bamboo came from the direction of the stage below. The actors began to appear in a beautiful manner, wearing heavy makeup and bright clothes, and began to sing operas in a silence.

The play was passed down in the hands of the female family according to their status. After a while, Princess Rui was sent to Chu Qianchen.

Chu Qianchen casually pointed at the play with his slender index finger, ordered a play, and ordered the palace maid to exchange a new cup of tea for Queen Mother Yin, with graceful demeanor.

She didn't notice that Princess Rui and Princess Li were looking at her every move, exchanging eyes with each other.

Yuan Zhitong is so friendly with the Empress Dowager, and the Empress Dowager also looks at her a little differently.

They were originally wondering whether Princess Chen would be embarrassed and angry because she was treated arrogantly by the empress dowager, and even eager to compete for favor with Yuan Zhitong. Unexpectedly, Princess Chen was so calm and ignored Yuan Zhitong at all.

Princess Chen is the princess. If she fights with a mere minister in public, she will be inferior and degraded.

Regardless of whether Princess Chen's previous performance to the outside world was from Prince Chen's sign, now it seems that she is not like an ordinary concubine.

The scrutinized eyes fell on Chu Qianchen from time to time. Chu Qianchen seemed to have suddenly realized it. He was always elegant and calm in every move, and I remained unmoved.

After the show ended, Chu Qianchen took Jiang Yuan away from Changyin Pavilion to change his clothes.

After two cups of tea, she returned to Changyin Pavilion again. As soon as she entered the courtyard, she happened to run into the third princess who had just come out of Changyin Pavilion.

"Sister Chen!"

The third princess Anle was wearing a crimson wool robe with a pink long skirt underneath, and a cute double-screw bun on her head. Her smile was as simple and pure as usual, as clear and clear as a gurgling spring.

There was also a girl next to Anle wearing a big red butterfly and silk wool, which was Chu Qianhuang.

Chu Qianhuang's cherry lips were tightly pursed, and her willow leaves eyes were as deep as a bottomless abyss, extremely complex.

As soon as she saw Chu Qianchen, she remembered the slap that the other party slapped her on her face last month in Prince Chen’s mansion.

Chu Qianhuang felt that her left face began to hurt again.

"Three Princess." Chu Qianchen greeted Anle with a smile, just pretending that he didn't see Chu Qianhuang.

Anle showed a bright smile and said innocently: "No, I should call you Aunt Jiuhuang. You are so beautiful today!"

Then, she pouted again and complained: "You haven't entered the palace for a few days and came to play with me!"

"Aren't I here?" Chu Qianchen looked at Anle with a bright smile.

She likes the third princess and hopes that this little girl can always maintain her innocent happiness now, but there are too many people in this world who can't help themselves.

Anle was so easy to coax. She smiled on her little face and said happily: "Then I will go to play with you after I change my clothes."

Chu Qianchen nodded in response.

The three of them crossed, Anle and Chu Qianhuang headed to the small courtyard where they were changing clothes, and Chu Qianchen continued to walk towards Changyin Pavilion, but how far they walked, Chu Qianhuang's voice came: "Second Sister."

Chu Qianhuang quickly walked towards Chu Qianchen and blocked her way forward.

Chu Qianhuang walked a little fast, her breath became rapid, and her cheeks were flushed with redness. I don’t know if it was leaving or the wind.

"Second sister, I want to talk to you." Chu Qianhuang stopped three steps away from Chu Qianchen.

The two looked at each other, and it was not until this moment that Chu Qianhuang discovered that Chu Qianchen was an inch taller than her.

Now, she actually looked up at the familiar and strange girl in front of her.

Chu Qianchen did not comment and was silent.

Chu Qianhuang smiled bitterly and said, "We are a sister after all, and those things are not something I can control... I think I have never treated you in the past."

Chu Qianchen was still looking at her quietly.

The sunlight casts mottled light and shadow on the sisters' faces through the gaps in the tree canopy above, and their eyes are completely different.

Chu Qianhuang stared at Chu Qianchen's eyes and continued with a sincere expression: "When I had something in the Marquis' Mansion, I would have someone to bring some for you and several other sisters. I have always treated everyone equally between sisters."

She had never committed suicide because Chu Qianchen was a concubine. She would give her any good things to her sisters fairly and generously.

She is the eldest sister, and her every word and deed is the example of the Chu girls, and it is obvious to all over the Hou’s mansion.

"So?" Chu Qianchen asked, his expression still calm, like a pool of winter lake water, both cold and clear, and can reflect everything.

"..." Chu Qianhuang clenched the handkerchief in her hand.

These three words Chu Qianchen heard in her ears, which were dissatisfaction and resentment.

Chu Qianchen shouldn't blame her.

As a human being, no one can choose their parents. This is the case with the original owner and so is her.

She traveled from another world to this distant and strange world. Although she had known that her identity with Chu Qianchen had been altered by Aunt Jiang and Chu Lingxiao, this matter was no longer possible fourteen years ago. She could not go back to time, so she could only follow the trend to find a beautiful road for herself.

She believed she did nothing wrong and did not feel sorry for Chu Qianchen.

Even if she knew the truth about their life experience, even if she knew that Chu Qianchen was the biggest threat to her, she would not kill Chu Qianchen because of this.

But what about Chu Qianchen?

She chased herself aggressively!

"Bang!"

The loud slap sounded clearly in Chu Qianhuang's ears.

That day, Chu Qianchen kept saying that she was slapping for Brother Yi, but in fact, she was for herself.

A cold light flashed through Chu Qianhuang's eyes.
To be continued...