Quick wear: healing the beautiful, strong and miserable boss every day

Chapter 144 ⑩ Can’t Run Away (7)

"You ask someone to post these few posters outside, two in one direction."

Wen Jinhuan showed a satisfied smile and put down his pen.

Ting Lan hesitated and said: "Madam, will the son be angry?"

Wen Jinhuan looked over and asked, "This is a benefit, why is the son angry?"

Ting Lan paused, she didn't dare to speak, and silently prayed that the son would not be angry.

They dared not disobey the order of the crown prince, so they finally posted it.

Qu Zhili is busy looking for bayberry for Wen Jinhuan all over the country, and the matter of taking a concubine is still unknown.

As soon as the notice was released, there was a long queue in Shizi Mansion.

A motley group of people blocked the door, and the loud noise outside made the housekeeper at a loss.

The butler quietly opened a crack, glanced outside, was startled, and immediately closed the door. He locked the door for people to watch.

Hastily ran to report to Shi Zifei.

"Shi Zifei, there are many girls outside the door for some reason."

Qu Zhili has gone to court, so the key is to come to Wen Jinhuan.

"Come so soon?" Wen Jinhuan's spirit came to him when he heard it.

The notice posted yesterday came early this morning, which was really surprising, especially when it was so cold.

When the housekeeper heard Wen Jinhuan's words, he felt that the appearance of those people had something to do with Wen Jinhuan.

Wen Jinhuan ordered: "Uncle Fu, you go to stabilize the situation first, and I'll be there soon."

When she just got up, she still had to wash and dress up, and put on the posture of the imperial concubine.

The housekeeper had to obey the order to stabilize the situation, but he couldn't let these people make noise at the gate of the mansion. If people come and go and see it, it will be passed on to the son's mansion.

After a stick of incense, Wen Jinhuan walked slowly to the gate of the mansion.

The noisy voices outside the door finally quieted down. The girls at the door were stunned when they saw Wen Jinhuan coming out. They all thought that the concubine's work came from the crown prince. Why did the crown prince appear, so they should be driven away.

Wen Jinhuan wore a lot of clothes and a cape, so no one could tell that she was pregnant.

There is a trend of more and more girls outside the door, and everyone looks at Wen Jinhuan without knowing why.

Wen Jinhuan glanced at them, "You all want to enter the Shizi Mansion as concubines?"

They looked at each other, not daring to answer, they were not sure what Wen Jinhuan wanted to do.

The butler asked someone to bring a chair over for Wen Jinhuan to sit on. Wen Jinhuan sat down, stretched out his hand to tighten the cloak, and covered his stomach with it.

Wen Jinhuan looked at them warmly, "There are too many people. Our Shizi Mansion is too small to accommodate so many people."

She thought for a few seconds, "Then pay the registration fee, 100 taels of silver per person, and those with the highest price will have priority in entering the residence."

"..."

After the words fell, everyone whispered to each other.

Wen Jinhuan had a faint smile on her face, she didn't force anyone, it was a free trade.

100 taels per person, the Shizi Mansion has made a lot of money.

What a great idea.

After a while, a girl took the lead in agreeing. She held up a purse containing silver, "I am the first to sign up."

Those who had no money could only shake their heads and sigh, and left dejectedly.

One person came out with a purse, and the others took out their purses one after another.

Seeing this, Wen Jinhuan tilted her head and told Ting Lan, "Ting Lan go prepare pens and paper."

"Slave is going now." Ting Lan blessed himself.

Trot all the way to go back quickly.

Not long after, a table was set up at the door, and Wen Jinhuan found a literate servant from the house to take notes.

She was sitting at the door and watching. There was a small table on her right, with some pastries and fruits on it, so that she could eat at any time.

Some people wanted to sign up quickly, the queue was disorderly, and they jumped into the queue to quarrel.

Wen Jinhuan moaned and signaled Ting Lan to take care of it.

Ting Lan received the master's understanding, she stood directly by the registration table, and said loudly: "Everyone, don't worry, line up carefully, come one by one. If there are people who don't line up properly, 200 taels per person."

"..."

Oh huo
Wen Jinhuan was full of interest in an instant, this Tinglan boy can be taught, he is not bad, he is very good, and he learns well.

Ting Lan's words had an effect, and everyone started to line up in an orderly manner, and there was no more queue jumping.

The butler looked at this scene with a puzzled expression, and asked in a low voice.

"Concubine Shizi, Master Shizi didn't say that he wanted to take a concubine, you are..."

Wen Jinhuan said softly, "I'm doing this for the sake of my son. I can't be the only one in the house, can I? Besides, it's inconvenient for me now."

"It's very windy here, and you are pregnant with a child. Sitting here and blowing the wind is not good for your bones. You should go back quickly. The old slave is here to watch."

What the butler thought in his heart was that if he coaxed the concubine back, he would dismiss the people here.

On the other side, Qu Zhili, who was preparing to go down, came out of the palace accompanied by officials chatting casually.

It is well known that he was looking for bayberry, and now almost everyone knows that his concubine is pregnant with a young son and wants to eat bayberry.

I also received jokes and congratulations from everyone.

"Congratulations, Prince Qu."

"Congratulations."

Qu Zhili nodded slightly with a slight smile and said goodbye to everyone standing at the gate of the palace, accepting their congratulations.

A cold snort suddenly came out from the side, "I'm pregnant, so I won't send any news to your mother or me."

The speaker was his father Bei Guogong.

Qu Zhili said in a faint voice, "It's not important."

What doesn't matter?

There is no need to share this news with them, the relationship between their father and son has become more and more indifferent in recent years.

During the holidays, Qu Zhili would hardly go back to Beiguo's mansion, let alone other things.

Bei Guogong's vicissitudes of voice said angrily: "She is the daughter-in-law of the Qu family, and you are the son of the Qu family!"

"Ah."

Qu Zhili didn't speak, just snorted lightly, with a layer of air-conditioning and ridicule hanging between his brows.

Qu Zhili didn't want to talk to him about anything else, so he walked towards his carriage.

At the same time, the servant beside him rushed to Qu Zhili's side anxiously, whispered something in a low voice, and Qu Zhili's smile disappeared in an instant.

"Go home."

Qu Zhili shook his sleeves, spit out two warm words, and got into the carriage.

The carriage was running fast, and after running for a few minutes, it was stopped by a man on horseback.

The young man saw clearly the appearance of the man on horseback, and hurriedly said to the people in the carriage: "My lord, it's the second young master."

The second son he was talking about did not wait for Qu Zhili to reply, he had already rode to the side of the carriage.

He took out a bag of things from his arms and threw it on the deck of the carriage, "I don't have the bayberry you're looking for, only dried bayberry, and it took me a lot of effort."

The boy quickly picked up the things and patted the cloth wrapped outside, so as not to get dirty.

Qu Zhili lifted the curtain from the inside, and he looked out calmly.

The boy was holding a bag of things in both hands.

Qu Zhili glanced lightly, then quietly looked at the man on horseback.

The man on horseback was Qu Zhiyu, the second son of Beiguo Duke's Mansion.

Qu Zhiyu sneered, "There is no red bayberry this season, so I can only find some dried red bayberry. Your daughter-in-law has gold in her arms. You want to eat red bayberry this season, and you are still spoiling her."

"..."

Qu Zhili glanced over, very cold and indifferent, without saying a word, the chill emanating from his body was enough to make Qu Zhiyu retreat in a row.

Qu Zhiyu changed his words very quickly, "Okay, she is my sister-in-law, she is still pregnant with my little nephew, eat as much as you want, as a younger brother, we can still find something to eat for the little nephew of."

After closing the words, he whipped the horse and ran away quickly, "I'll go first."

The voice came back from behind the carriage.

Qu Zhili withdrew his gaze, took the dried red bayberry, and lowered the curtain of the carriage.

Back at the Shizi Mansion, the entrance is still recording the women who came to sign up. They are wearing thin clothes to highlight their good figures, and they are all dressed up in fancy dresses, just to impress the Shizi Mansion.

There was a long queue in front of the mansion, Qu Zhili lifted the curtain, and seeing this scene, he frowned, his air pressure dropped a little.

He looked up and saw that someone who was doing this was sitting beside him with relish, with a look of enjoyment and contentment on his face.

The butler reminded, "Concubine Shizi, Master Shizi has returned from court."

Wen Jinhuan took advantage of the situation and looked over. Qu Zhili was just about to get off the carriage when their eyes met in the air.

Everyone also looked over at this moment, and the women in the queue jumped with joy, looking at the Shizi with bright eyes, and let out a small exclamation.

Qu Zhili looked indifferent, and strode towards here.

His gloomy face made people dare not approach him.

Wearing the purple official uniform on his body, he was a bit more noble and cold, especially when he was angry.

He strode up to Wen Jinhuan, and his eyes fell on Wen Jinhuan, "What is the concubine Shizi doing?"

Qu Zhili was angry.

Wen Jinhuan knew that he was angry, and when she did this, she anticipated the scene of Qu Zhili being angry.

She was not afraid to meet Qu Zhili's quiet eyes, which contained a bit of anger and a bit of emotion that she couldn't figure out.

The more he was like this, the more Wen Jinhuan wanted to confront him, Wen Jinhuan smiled slightly, "Take a concubine for the son."

The tone and voice were well controlled, and she saw a bright smile on her face from Qu Zhili's pupils.

When Qu Zhili heard this, he raised his eyebrows and said with great interest, "Oh? When did this son say he wants to take a concubine?"

"I guessed it." Wen Jinhuan said, "Does the lord think that I, the concubine, are very understanding and magnanimous?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Qu Zhili bent down and approached her slowly, Wen Jinhuan put his hands on his chest, her eyes opened slightly, "What are you doing?"

The sudden movement really surprised her.

Qu Zhili didn't speak, seeing her frightened look, the corners of his mouth gradually curled up.

In the next second, he directly hugged Wen Jinhuan by the waist.

The action is fast and smooth.

Wen Jinhuan was really frightened this time, and let out an ah.

When the others saw this, their eyes widened.

Qu Zhili said coldly: "Uncle Fu, return the money to them."

Just as Wen Jinhuan was about to speak, Qu Zhili seemed to have sensed her intentions, so he lowered his eyes and looked down.

"What else does the princess want to say?"

When he spoke, the force of the confinement increased a little.

(End of this chapter)