Chapter 22

Looking at Qian Renxue like a little daughter-in-law, Su Xian couldn't help laughing.

"Keep the money yourself. It's not easy to be in charge. I'll find a way to make money."

Put Jinka into qianrenxue's hand, and Su Xian took her to sit down.

Looking at the snow, Su Xun's eyes were gentle, and his satisfied smile swept through his body like the spring breeze.

If a wife is like this, what can a husband ask for!

There are many places in the house that need money. With his ability, he is not afraid that he can't make money!

Besides, the meaning of my mother giving this money to qianrenxue can't be understood. He wants her to be in charge of the family. Can he take it.

"But... Don't you want to build this entertainment city?" qianrenxue wanted to stop talking, and his words were full of worry.

The entertainment city looks very large. I'm afraid it's no less than 100 meters high. This is a huge project.

Su Xian's mouth turned slightly. "Don't worry. The father paid for the construction of the entertainment city. If you really want to build it, I'm afraid you need nearly 10 million gold coins."

"That's good. I'll take the money for you." Qian Ren was relieved when Shelton put the gold card away obediently.

"Well... Should we have lunch?"

Just as Su Xian was about to finish the rest of the painting, a clear and aggrieved voice sounded in his ear. Su Xian was also stunned.

Turning his head, he looked at Qian Renxue's wronged little mouth and stared at himself eagerly. The snack goods looked vivid and vivid.

"Poop..."

Su Xian couldn't help laughing. He took qianrenxue's hand in his hands, held her in his arms, and spoiled her face. "OK, husband, I'll cook for my little daughter-in-law now."

After that, Su Xian went straight to the kitchen.

With a sweet smile, two red flowers bloom on Qianren Snow's face and carefully put away the drawings on the table.

"Imperial concubine, Empress and concubine Yang have come to your house. Go quickly."

As soon as Su Xian's front foot left, the servant girl of the back foot immediately came to report. When she heard that the empress came, Qian Renxue couldn't help wondering.

She just came out of the palace. Why is she here again?

With doubts, Qianren snow hurried to the hall.

…

In the main hall of the prince's residence, two gentle and virtuous women sat together and talked quietly. One of them was naturally Nangong Ling.

As for the other, wearing a purple Luo skirt, about 40 years old, he looked dignified and luxurious, his eyes were as soft as electricity, and his exquisite body exuded a mature charm.

"My sister is really blessed. I'm afraid she will have grandchildren soon!"

Looking at Nangong Ling, Yang Xuening's eyes are full of envy. Her smile is elegant and true. It seems that she is really happy for Nangong Ling, just like a sister.

As for jealousy and resentment, Yang Xuening really doesn't have it at all.

No way, whether from the doting of the great emperor on a snowy night or the emperor's heir, she has no competitive advantage.

Moreover, if it had not been for Nangong Ling's promotion, she would not have been a high-ranking imperial concubine.

In addition, Nangong Ling is gentle and virtuous. She is very likable. In the harem, the three people are more like sisters.

Nangong Ling smiled knowingly, then shook her head, "Xueer is still young. It will take a few years."

"There is also a hope, alas ~"

Yang Xuening Muran sighed. Then she remembered that today was a festive event and quickly changed her mind:

"I don't know what kind of beauty it is. Qinghe, as the great prince, is so fascinated. His majesty made an order that day."

"If I hadn't heard from my sister, I couldn't believe what those servants said."

Yang Xuening looks at Nangong Ling curiously. Qinghe has grown up. Although she has a mild temperament, her vision is extraordinary.

If you can make him so impulsive, how beautiful is the other party!

"Here she is. See for yourself."

Her chin pushed in the direction of the door. Nangong Ling got up with a smile and waved to Qianren snow to let her come over.

Yang Fei (collectively referred to as Yang Fei) also got up quickly and looked in the direction of the gate.

A tailored White Palace Dress and long blond hair complement each other. Every move brings a sense of ethereal holiness.

The facial features are exquisite, and the appearance is as bright as jade. The narrow eyes and frowns give people a cold and gorgeous feeling.

In particular, the elegant and noble temperament on the body is like a goddess facing the dust, which makes people feel ashamed and dare not blaspheme.

Seeing the snow, imperial concubine Yang suddenly brightened her eyes and sighed Su Xian's eyes in her heart.

"See your mother."

Seeing Nangong Ling getting up, qianrenxue quickly stepped up and saluted.

"This is aunt Yang Xuening. Just call her Aunt Xue."

Seeing qianrenxue looking at imperial concubine Yang at a loss, Nangong Ling extricated herself.

"Xueer has seen Aunt Xue."

Qian Renxue wanted to salute. Imperial concubine Yang immediately grabbed her and said with a smile, "they are all a family, so they don't have to be so polite."

"You are now nominally the prince and concubine of Qinghe. Aunt Xue has nothing to give you. This bracelet is given to me by your majesty. I'll give it to you now."

With that, Yang Fei took out a box from her sleeve and stuffed it into Qian Renxue's hand.

"This..."

"Thank you, Aunt Xue."

Seeing that imperial concubine Yang was so enthusiastic, qianrenxue hesitated, but after seeing Nangong Ling winking at herself, she still took it down.

"That's right."

Yang Fei patted the back of qianrenxue's hand with satisfaction. Her eyes stared at her with a smile. The more she looked, the more satisfied she was.

Noting that Su Xian didn't come, concubine Yang picked her eyebrows and couldn't help asking, "by the way, where's Qinghe? Why didn't she come with you?"

Hearing the speech, Qian Renxue's face turned red. She was embarrassed to answer, so she had to look at her mother-in-law Nangong Ling.

"Sister, you don't know..."

Nangong Ling could not help laughing. She attached herself to Yang Fei's ear and explained in a low voice.

"Poop..."

Hearing that the Royal son actually cooked for her daughter-in-law, Yang Fei immediately smiled and looked at Nangong Ling jokingly, "no wonder my sister came out of the palace at noon. I understand now."

She was walking in the palace and saw Nangong Ling coming to Su Xian. As an aunt, she naturally wanted to congratulate the happy event and meet qianrenxue by the way.

So, this also came together.

Unexpectedly, the mother of a country, she came here for this.

"What's wrong with my son's cooking?"

Seeing Yang Fei teasing herself, Nangong Ling seemed unmoved and replied solemnly, with a look of expectation in her eyes.

Seeing Nangong Ling so, imperial concubine Yang was more curious. "In other words, is the food made by Qinghe so delicious?"

Nangong Ling puffed a smile, "you didn't see the two children, so you had to fight with your majesty."

Hearing the speech, Yang Fei was even more itchy. She turned her head to qianrenxue and said with a smile, "my aunt is going to have a meal here today. Xueer, you won't be unwelcome?"