Be Good Chapter 1664: Take care of the winter feast

The lips move slightly: Yuan Changhuan, there will be a period in the future; Xie Shizi, there will be no period in the future.

It's over.

A tear fell from the corner of the eye.

It burned Fu Song's little hand, holding the teardrop, Fu Song said, "Mother, don't cry, Song'er will accompany you."

"Well, mother and Song'er." Fu Yan leaned over and hugged her son, "Remember them, they are the benefactors of our mother and son."

Inside Pingcheng City.

Yuan Changhuan and the others looked at Fu Yan's mother and son walking away, and finally spread their hands, "Okay, let's go back."

"Do you still want to go shopping?"

Hearing Yuan Changhuan's question, Feng Jinyue nodded, "He hasn't visited our poetry club yet, I'll show him there, you go back and rest first."

The last thing on her mind is over, Feng Jinyue's mood is broadened, and her desire to play is also relaxed.

I wish I didn't go back today.

"Farewell to uncle and aunt."

Yuan Changhuan shook his son's little hand and reminded him.

Yuan Miao was already drowsy and lying on Xie Ci's shoulders, but was woken up by his own mother in a panic, her eyes were misty, she was dazed, and she was extremely cute.

"Hey, don't wake him up, Miao Miao sleeps obediently, and my aunt will take Ning Ning to see you some other day." Feng Jinyue stroked Yuan Miao's back and patted him to sleep before whispering , "Let's go, we are going too."

Before Ying Sijue left, his thin lips moved, but he still said, "I'll live in your residence."

"Okay." Yuan Changhuan nodded and agreed without waiting for the words of thanks. Now that he has a problem with his identity, he naturally cannot live in the Rongyuanhou's Mansion. Since he has already arrived in Pingcheng, living in the Emperor's Mansion is the best choice.

Ying Sijue breathed a sigh of relief, seeing that they agreed, he was also relieved, "Let's go back and talk about it."

After that, they parted ways.

Waiting until Yuan Miao hadn't woken up when he returned to the mansion, Yuan Changhuan said in a low voice, "You send him back to the room first."

Xie Ci didn't let anyone go, he carried Yuan Miao back to his small yard in person, after putting it down, he still hasn't woken up, it seems that he is really tired.

After leaving the house, Mo He whispered in Xie Ci's ear, "Young master has been practicing the whip technique for the past few days, now I'm tired, just rest."

Slightly chin, Xie Ci's brows and eyes are gentle, "Take good care of him."

"Yes."

Xie Ci left the small courtyard, went straight to Xingzhixuan, solved the small problem, and there is a big one waiting, think about it, the corner of Xie Ci's lips was stained with a smile, the smile filled the air, now like this, really good.

Everything is Xie Ci's dream life.

As soon as he walked to Xingzhixuan, Xie Ci thought of something, asked Mo Chen to call the housekeeper, and gave a few simple instructions, "Hold a banquet, a winter banquet, and invite the dignitaries of Pingcheng to the banquet in three days."

Time is tight.

But if the master wants to hold a banquet, even if it is held tomorrow, it must be done immediately, and the housekeeper responded repeatedly, "Young one, let's do it."

Xie Ci paused, originally he didn't intend to make his wife bother, but if she didn't tell her, I'm afraid she would be unhappy, so he turned around and walked to the study, "You tell the prince about this matter. Concubine, let her take full responsibility."

"Yes."

The butler had a backbone and immediately responded happily.

If he is really allowed to handle this kind of banquet by himself, it's not that he can't do it, but he's afraid that he won't like the master. .

At this time, Yuan Changhuan had already changed into a cotton skirt in the room, ready to rest for a while.