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Chapter 32

Xiao Zhen placed the box on the table between the two, close to Su Jin's side.

When Su Jinguang looked at the box, he knew that the embroidered handkerchief was expensive. When he opened it, he found that it was Shu embroidery!

In just a short moment, Su Jin's mind had several twists.

Xiao Zhen said that he asked his servants to prepare, but if Xiao Zhen had not pointed out that he wanted to buy a good veil, the servants would not dare to make decisions without authorization.

Su Jin also knew that in addition to buying wine and being generous, Xiao Zhen was usually frugal in food, clothing, housing and transportation. He bought her a veil, but he was willing to spend money.

A man is willing to spend money on a woman, no matter whether he is for the love of his brother-in-law or something else, it is worth Su Jin's happiness.

"It looks so good, thank you sir." Su Jin happily folded the veil and put it into the cuffs with the box.

"I'm going to run a horse today, so I'll leave first." Xiao Zhen said without looking at him.

Su Jin had no reason to keep him.

After Xiao Zhen left, Archer coaxed his sister to play. Su Jin sat alone in his room, holding the new veil and looking at it carefully. She couldn't bear to use such good materials. She would take it out later when she went out as a guest. Anyway, no one knew that the veil was given to her by Xiao Zhen. After missing the veil, Su Jin looked out the window and wondered what kind of gift to give her.

After many times, she became more familiar with Xiao Zhen. If she didn't say that she would immediately make Xiao Zhen like her, at least don't be cold every time she met.

At the end of the month, Su Jin put on a cloak and led his children to see Xiao Zhen.

Xiao Zhen finally took the initiative to talk to her and asked in confusion: "My brother and sister are going to go out?"

Su Jin touched the heads of the two children and smiled and said, "Yes, I have come to the north and haven't even gone to the temple to sautumn incense once. The Mid-Autumn Festival fire reminded me that it's time to worship the Bodhisattva. Please give her a blessing to us all for peace."

Xiao Zhen did not believe in gods and Buddhas, but the little woman went to worship and wanted to have peace of mind, so she called Xu Wen and Xu Wu and asked her two capable subordinates to escort the three of her mother.

"Godfather is also gone!" Aman hugged his godfather's long legs coquettishly and said with his head raised.

In broad daylight, he accompanied his brother and sister to burn incense?

Xiao Zhen refused without thinking, and picked up the girl and said, "Godfather has something to do, so he will definitely accompany Aman when he has time."

Aman pouted.

Su Jinxin was slightly overwhelmed. When did Xiao Zhen not treat her as his younger brother and sister?

Xiao Zhen kept sending his mother and three out, and watched with his own eyes the big and two young people get on the carriage.

Guangen Temple is the most popular Buddhist temple in Fengyang City. There are endless people taking buses on the road and walking.

Aman lay in front of the window and looked outside curiously.

Archer sat upright, calm and sensible.

Su Jin looked at her son and couldn't help but fall into deep thought. After she had the intention to remarry Xiao Zhen, Su Jin was not worried about her daughter's objection, but because of her guilt towards Feng Shi, Archer only recognized Feng Shi as a father. No matter how much she admired Xiao Zhen, she would not change her words and call her adoptive father. If she knew that she wanted to remarry, would Archer blame her?

Su Jin didn't dare to ask, and she would talk about it when she could ask Xiao Zhen to marry her, otherwise she would say it early. If her son didn't object and Xiao Zhen didn't want to marry her at all, which made her self-indulgent, then she would be too embarrassing in front of her son.

Thinking about everything, Guangen Temple has arrived.

The golden Buddha placed three cushions in front of the great statue. Su Jin held a baby in one hand and knelt down together. Aman's head was tilted. When she saw her mother kowtow, she kowtowed too. Her mother asked her to make a wish. Aman looked at the tall and fat golden Buddha and made a wish very seriously: I hope that my mother, brother, and godfather liked her every day and played with her.

Her daughter was greedy, and Su Jin was also very greedy. She made three wishes to the Buddha. One asked her bun shop, and the pig house business became more and more prosperous and wealthy. The other was to ask her two children to grow up safely. The daughter had to marry a good husband. The son's title was on the list of gold. The third was to ask Xiao Zhen to fall in love with her soon, and the two successfully became husband and wife.

On the way to the temple, Aman told her mother about her wish. After celebrating the incense, Su Jin teased her son: "What wish did Archer make?"

Archer shook his head: "My mother said it, it will not work if she said the wish."

Su Jin looked at the young and old son and gave up helplessly.

I asked the old monk for four peace talismans. I heard that there was a Changshou Mountain in Guangen Temple, and large chrysanthemums were planted on the mountain. Su Jin was on a whim and led the children toward Changshou Mountain. It was said that it was a mountain, but it was actually a two-story small mountain bun with a turtle-shaped rock on the top of the mountain, which meant longevity, so it was named.

Aman was wearing a pink skirt and ran happily up the mountain. After walking for so long, the little girl was not tired at all.

My daughter is too good to be honest, Su Jin handed Archer to the Xu brothers, who was dedicated to serving the little ancestors.

"Mom, there are so many flowers!" Aman said excitedly when he arrived at the chrysanthemum garden.

Su Jin looked at the huge sea of ​​flowers and felt relaxed and happy.

"Mom, I want this." Aman quickly fell in love with a big pink chrysanthemum, and the fat little fat touched the flower stem with his hand, eager to try.

Su Jin squatted down, held down his daughter's bad hand, and said seriously: "If you pick it, people who came later couldn't see it."

Aman seems to understand but not understand.

At this moment, a hand suddenly came to the mother and daughter, and picked the big pink chrysanthemum with one hand.

Su Jin frowned and turned his head to look, but met a young man who was about the same age as Archer. The young man was wearing gorgeous clothes and looked at her expressionlessly... beside him.

With a "wow", Aman threw himself into his mother's arms and burst into tears: "Mom, he picked my flowers!"

Su Jin hugged his daughter and was about to criticize the young master tactfully. Xu Wen rushed over quickly, saluted Zhou Yuanfang first, and then explained to Su Jin in a low voice: "Madam, this is the prince of the Liao Prince's Mansion."

Prince?

Su Jin lives on the back street of the Liao Prince's Mansion. Of course, he understands the meaning of the prince. If the old prince dies in the future, the boy in front of him is the new Liao King!

Su Jin did not dare to criticize the future King of Liao. After saluting respectfully, she hugged her daughter and apologized to Zhou Yuanfang: "The little girl is ignorant and shocked the prince."

Aman thought his mother would make the decision for her, but now that her mother actually said that she was ignorant, the little girl cried even harder.

Zhou Yuanfang likes to see Aman smirk when he is carried by monkeys. He doesn't want to hear the little girl crying at all. He holds the chrysanthemum in his hand. Zhou Yuanfang frowned and ordered Su Jin: "Let her stop crying."

Su Jin hurriedly coaxed his daughter and said that there were pink chrysanthemums elsewhere.

Aman didn't want it, and stared at Zhou Yuanfang's hand while wiping his tears: "I want that!"

As soon as Aman finished speaking, Zhou Yuanfang threw the chrysanthemum into her arms.

Su Jin caught his daughter.

Aman still cried and pointed to the chrysanthemum leaves in the field and asked her mother to put the flowers back. Her mother refused to let her pick flowers. The little girl thought that it was good for the flowers to grow there.

"It's so annoying." Zhou Yuanfang was impatient by her crying and led the guards to leave. As a result, he turned around and saw a group of people walking not far away. The woman in the leading position was about forty years old, dressed up normally, and there was no luxury on her body. At first glance, she looked like an ordinary civilian woman. But Zhou Yuanfang knew that it was his mother, Princess Liao.

Listening to the crying behind him, Zhou Yuanfang frowned, quickly walked up to him and stopped him in front of his mother, and asked as if nothing had happened: "Have you finished listening to the scriptures?"

Princess Liao nodded.

Zhou Yuanfang held his mother's hand: "Then let's go back to the house, there is nothing to visit in the temple."

Princess Liao stood still and looked at Su Jin and her son. She lowered her head and asked her son: "You made her cry?"

Zhou Yuanfang pursed his lips, not wanting to admit it, nor wanting to lie to his mother.

Princess Liao was not angry when her son got into trouble, so she just led her son to Su Jin's side.

It was the first time in this life that Su Jin saw such a noble person. He didn't know where to put his nervous hand. He wanted to kneel down and salute, but his daughter stubbornly stayed in her arms.

"I pay homage to the princess." Xu Wen and Xu Wu said in unison. They were the ones who sent Xiao Zhen to the Liao Dynasty, but before leaving the palace, the prince and princess summoned them at the same time and warned them to be loyal to Xiao Zhen.

Princess Liao had a good memory and recognized the two, so she guessed Su Jin's identity.

Seeing that Su Jin's face changed, Princess Liao smiled and said approachable: "You don't have to panic. If I want to present the princess's brochure, I wouldn't have come like this.

Su Jin said timidly: "Thank you, the princess. The private woman does not understand the rules. If you are rude, please forgive me for your guilt."

Princess Liao smiled and shook her head, held her son's shoulder and brought him to her, and said ashamedly: "The prince is naughty, is he bullying Ling Ren?"

Su Jin couldn't help but look at Zhou Yuanfang.

Zhou Yuanfang looked at her coldly, and his eyes were so fierce.

Su Jin immediately denied that, and Zhou Yuanfang was indeed not a bully of his daughter, and that chrysanthemum was not the mother and mother.

Aman was not afraid of Zhou Yuanfang, and complained to the bad brother's mother with tears in his eyes: "He picked chrysanthemums, but my mother said she couldn't pick them, so she wanted to show them to others."

Zhou Yuanfang glared at her hatefully, "Who did he pick it for?" He didn't think she liked it, but her mother wouldn't allow it?"

"He glares at me!" Aman was so charming and favored in Xiao Mansion, and he never was stared at him and complained again.

Zhou Yuanfang:...

Su Jin wanted to laugh for no reason, and saw that the Princess Liao was a stern mother. She turned around for Zhou Yuanfang and said, "Princess, the prince did not do it on purpose, and children are often angry. If you look back and play together, you will be harmonious again immediately. Don't take it seriously."

Zhou Yuanfang was not grateful and turned his head to look at them.

Princess Liao glanced at Su Jin deeply and praised: "Mrs. I'm good at teaching girls. Today I've been taught."

Su Jin Liandao dared not take it.

Princess Liao bent down and asked Aman who was pouting with a smile: "The prince broke Aman's flowers. When I go back, I will give Aman a larger pot. OK?"

Aman thought the wife was very friendly and nodded obediently.

Princess Liao then led her son to say goodbye. Before Zhou Yuanfang left, she did not forget to glar at Aman again.

Princess Liao did not ask her son to apologize in front of Su Jin and his wife, and got on the carriage. Princess Liao looked at her son and asked seriously: "Why do you want to pick that flower?"

Zhou Yuanfang understood that he had to answer this question.

He lowered his head and said his reasons.

Princess Liao was surprised and stared at her son novelly: "Do you like Aman?"

Zhou Yuanfang snorted: "If you don't like it, you know how to cry and you still like to complain."

Princess Liao smiled and hugged her son in her arms. Her son was born too late and understood something. The two brothers above had already mastered their skills, both literary and military, and were often praised by the prince. The son was envious and dissatisfied with his brothers' strength. He became more and more disliked to get along with his brothers. However, the prince's house had no other descendants to accompany his son.

Aman, Xiao Zhen's adopted daughter.

Princess Liao's heart moved slightly.

She had heard of Su Jin and thought Su Jin was just a woman in the city, but she didn't expect that Su Jin was not only beautiful but also good at teaching children. As for Xiao Zhen, the prince would achieve great things sooner or later. With the prince's emphasis on Xiao Zhen, in time, Xiao Zhen would definitely become the prince's right-hand man.

When she returned to the palace, Princess Liao really picked a pot of famous pink chrysanthemums. She guessed that Su Jinniang and the other two had arrived home and sent someone to send them over.

Aman, who received the flowers, was very happy and refused to go anywhere while guarding the flower pot.

Su Jin was in a complicated mood because in addition to chrysanthemums, Princess Liao also sent her a post asking her to go to the royal palace to appreciate the chrysanthemums the next day.

It was admiring chrysanthemums again. The last time Su Jin was invited to admire chrysanthemums, it was Mrs. Li Yong who wanted to say goodbye to Xiao Zhen!

Does Princess Liao have a niece at her family?

Su Jin called Xia Zhu to inquire.

Xia Zhu said softly: "The princess does have a niece, but she married early, and she married Hanlin Academy..."
Chapter completed!
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