The Special Agent Princess

At noon the next day, "Miss, ma'am, get up quickly. It's noon now, and you will come again if you don't get up."

Ye Qingge turned over and covered the quilt with his head, and murmured, "Let me sleep for a while, just a moment."

Zhilan pursed and said, "Miss, get up quickly, you see who is going to sleep until noon, and you have n’t gone to please the old lady today. If you let the lady know, you will definitely say Miss, So miss, hurry up! "

Zhiqiu came in from the outside with a face wash, and saw the corners of her mouth slightly drawn, but the shadow behind her was expressionless. Zhiqiu coughed and said to the outside, "Please, Madam!"

Zhilan heard that his wife was coming, and quickly said, "please hello to my wife,"

When Ye Qingge heard that his mother was here, he immediately lifted the quilt, turned over and sat up, and said in a loud voice, "My mother, I have a nap, I will get up,"

Then he went to the ground to start dressing and grooming. The next moment, Ye Qingge's action was a meal, and then he looked like someone outside the door. Zhilan also understood it, and his shoulders shivered, and Zhiqiu was also funny. Shaking his head, "Miss, don't blame the slaves. If the slaves don't do this, you can't get up,"

Ye Qingge bluntly glared at her and said, "You're amazing!"

After washing, used up, lunch! Ye Qingge took a few girls to sway in the yard, took a deep breath, what a nice thing! Ye Qingge felt that it was quite quiet today, and even the air was fresh.

Ye Qingge suddenly remembered that today is the day when Xiao Jiu was born, but it seems strange that nothing happened in the house, which is a little strange. "I know Qiu, today is not Xiao Jiu ..."

"Miss!"

Ye Qingge's words were intercepted by Zhiqiu before she finished speaking. Zhiqiu looked around and whispered, "Miss, don't mention Miss Jiu again. The old lady ordered today to let Miss Jiu It is buried, according to the rules of the Tianwu Dynasty, the woman died without going out of the cabinet. It cannot be like the ancestral grave. Miss Nine has two months to reach the age of ten. According to the convention, she cannot be mourned. Just bury it quietly. . "

Ye Qingge was slightly surprised. "What? There are such rules?"

Ye Qingge thought of Xuaner of his last life, and trembled, "I know Qiu, if the official wife and three-year-old son of the family died, then that young son cannot enter the ancestral grave?"

I do n’t know why Ms. Qiu has this question, but she said what she knew. “Miss Hui, the right wife can naturally enter the grave of the ancestors, but the younger son ca n’t. You can only find a place with good feng shui and bury it. , I ca n’t stand, I heard it ’s because the young child does n’t remember, so he will give birth soon. ”

Is this really the case? Why isn't Xuan'er so sensible? He must remember himself, ‘Xuan Yuan Che! Xuanyuan Che! I want you to die! You must die for life! ’

Nails fell into the palm of his hand, Ye Qingge's complexion was sorrowful, Zhi Qiu saw and thought that she was distressed, Miss Jiu would comfort him, "Miss, don't worry about Miss Jiu. Miss Jiu has suffered in this life, and will be born in the next life A good family, even if the family is not rich, as long as it is good to Miss Nine, that is her blessing. "

Ye Qingge slowly let go of his hand and took a deep breath. Just when he was about to talk to Zhiqiu, he saw that Gu Ji was taking care of flowers and plants in the distance. Ye Qingge frowned slightly. The care of flowers and plants was handled by a dedicated mother-in-law. How did Gu Gu take care of the flowers and plants himself?

Zhi Qiu followed Ye Qingge's eyes, and saw Gu Ye taking care of the flowers and plants, Zhi Qi frowned slightly, and said, "Miss, slave girl started to pay attention to Gu Ji when she woke up, but it was nothing. Found, you said, are there any coincidences? "

Ye Qingge shook his head. "One time can be a coincidence, but two times three times is not a coincidence. As for Gu Yan, you don't have to pay attention to her anymore. The more you pay attention to her, the more she dares not to shoot, we give her space and let her Take it easy, "

Zhiqiu hesitated a little. "But Miss, what if she hurts Miss?"

Ye Qingge sneered. The people who could hurt her in the world really didn't find it for a while. "Anyway, she can't hurt me. By the way, you should be careful in the future. I watched two new sisters next to her last night. Ma'am, it looks like Huiwu, you usually meet, but be careful. "

Zhiqiu nodded, Zhilan said, "Miss, aren't we practicing martial arts, maybe I'll be better than them?"

Ye Qingge was not very angry. "Just the days you practiced, can you compare with others' martial arts since childhood?"

Ye Qingge went all the way to the old lady's yard. The gatekeeper's wife saw her coming and ran in to report. The old lady had a headache again after the trouble last night. When she heard that Ye Qingge was here, she waved her hand and let her go back. Just say no one wants to see me for a while, "

The gatekeeper's wife listened and then turned out. Ye Qingyun in the old lady's house listened to the sidewalk. "Grandma, your head hurts all night. Last time you didn't say that the three sisters had good massage techniques. Let the third sister come over." Press it for you. Seeing you have a headache, your granddaughter can't bear it. "

The old lady on the soft couch listened to her, her eyebrows frowned slightly, and she thought for a while. The gatekeeper's wife also crouched there and thought to get out, but the old lady didn't speak, and she didn't know what to do.

The old lady thought for a while and said, "Let her in,"

The goalkeeper's wife took the order, and after a while, Ye Qingge came in. Qingli's face was calm and confident. When she saw the old lady Ye Qingge's mouth slightly raised, "The granddaughter came to please my grandmother. I know that my grandmother will definitely Headache, so granddaughter tinkered with a prescription in the house early, grandmother you try to ensure that your headache does not hurt, "

The old lady did not stop having headaches last night until now, and her complexion is naturally not good. She listened to her a little hesitantly. After all, Ye Qingge was not a doctor. She got the medicine? The old lady was really afraid to eat.

Since Qingyun Yun knew the old lady's heart, she said, "The three sisters will still make medicine? It is better to let me taste it for my grandmother first, and see if I suffer, but I know that grandmother is most afraid of suffering!"

The old lady listened to this and glanced at her with satisfaction. "You girl, even grandma dares to joke,"

Ye Qingge sneered, and that was to agree with Ye Qingyun to give her a test. Her grandmother was also a wonderful person. Ye Qingge took out a wooden box from her sleeve, and neatly arranged two rows of black crystals. pill.