The previous generations of Jingshan Bo were the emperor's confidant, and the mansion had been keeping an important secret for the royal family.

Now, because of my father's absurd actions when he was young, the royal family has begun to feel that it is not safe to keep this secret from Jingshan Bo Mansion, so the Imperial City Department has come forward to take care of this matter.

Qi Ming and Qi were out of the door, staring at their toes, and they were no longer relaxed when they came, so they would never dare to glance around. They went out all the way, escorting their mother and sister into the carriage, and riding themselves on horseback, and dazed into the house.

The two brothers were confused for most of the day and woke up when it was dark.

"What are you thinking? Didn't my mother say that we don't need to worry about my father's affairs? Besides, if you are worried, you will go out to explore the news and post it on the bed for most of the time."

Liang bit off the silk thread, and was also sad, but he still tried to distract her husband's mind. "I ask Cousin Fu to knit a knee pad for you. Look, don't look at the simple things, but what they knit is different. The material is special and the shape is also special. It fits on your joints. The joints are hot. I will ask Cousin Fu to knit one for our father and our mother..."

Qi Ming:!!?

Liang turned around and saw her husband's shocked look on his face. He quickly turned around and looked at himself with a mirror: "Hair is messy? My face is blurry? No! You are so weird."

Qi Ming updated: You have asked the people from the Imperial City Department to weave knee pads for you, but I’m still surprised?

"I'm worried that one day we were assassinated in bed at home."

Liang: “…”

She reached out and touched her husband's forehead.

“Not hot?”

The couple looked at each other, feeling that each other was a little crazy.

In a blink of an eye, it was getting dark and suddenly it started raining. The maid held an umbrella for Lin Yiyi and escorted her to Jiaqingxuan. As soon as she reached the door, she heard that Mother Jin asked someone to carry large boxes out.

Lin Yiyi glanced at her and said nothing, but the two maids beside her were angry: "I sent to the West Cross Courtyard again!

They just kept silent. The atmosphere at home is not good now, and the servants are careful. They say too much, but they are afraid that their ladies will feel unhappy.

Lin Yiyi's fingertips slightly shrank, and she stabbed her palm, causing a slight pain.
Chapter completed!