"You're not mad at me?"

Sheng Xiaohou Ye was stunned for a moment, and immediately realized that she was talking about that matter.

His face sank, and his body moved away from her: "How is it possible, the young master is still angry. ”​

In terms of the speed of changing faces, Sheng Xiaohou Ye can also be regarded as the master of the peak.

She shouldn't have mentioned it, and now it's a headache again.

With a roll of her eyes, she barely suppressed the breath in her heart, and said patiently: "This medicinal wine is for me to make amends with the little marquis." ”

I want to send him away with a jar of wine, how can it be so simple.

He glanced at her: "A mere jar of wine, how can it dispel the anger in the master's heart?"

Her eyelids jumped suddenly, her red lips opened slightly, and she slowly spit out four words: "If you see it, you will accept it." ”

Where can Sheng Xiaohou, who has a lot of calculations in his heart, listen to it, he is now bent on seizing this opportunity and letting her wear the ready-to-wear clothes he customized for her from Xianjialou at the Hundred Flowers Banquet tomorrow.

"Sick beauty, the master doesn't want this wine, as long as you accept what the master gave you. ”

Her brows furrowed slightly, why was he so persistent?

"I've moved all the wine, so I'll stay here, and as for the clothes, I'll just take them. ”

Originally, Sheng Jingchen was also kind-hearted, but if she repeatedly pushed back, she would be a little ignorant.

As soon as these words came out, Sheng Xiaohou Ye showed a triumphant smile.

The Mo Mansion is getting anxious because of Mo Qingying's affairs.

Except for the old lady Mo who was sick in bed, everyone who should have come came to this front hall.

Now Chang'an City is still full of rumors, and if this happens, even if Luo wants to give Mo Qingying to Luo Hengyang, it is obviously impossible.

Li's face was sad, as if he had aged a lot overnight.

Mo Qingying, who was haggard, sat beside her and sobbed softly, her eyes had been crying since she knew that this had caused a storm in the city, and now they were swollen like walnuts.

Luo and Luo Hengyang, whose plans failed, did not look very good.

As for Mo Qingning, she was thoughtful, she suddenly remembered what Mo Qingying had asked her about yesterday, and her heart was faintly cold.

She is not stupid, she can guess the doorway of this, if she went yesterday, maybe she is the one who caused this today.

It is good to be able to marry His Royal Highness the Prince, but according to her identity as the daughter of the Mo Mansion, she has to be married by the Ming Media, not in a disorderly way like Mo Qingying.

Not long after, Mo Weiguo and Mo Hongfeng, who had just arrived from the barracks after hearing the news, walked in one after another.

When I saw someone coming, the first thing I couldn't hold back was naturally the Li family, who was Mo Qingying's mother.

"General, you can help Ying'er!"

Mo Weiguo glanced at Li Shi, whose tears fell silently, with an ugly face, and then fell on Mo Qingying, who was sobbing with his head down, and turned around and sat on the main seat of the head.

The entire front hall was silent, and there seemed to be a cold pressure invisibly, making people hold their breath.

This silence was like a knife, and it hit the hearts of Li and Mo Qingying.

After coming out of the Hou Mansion, Shen Qingyu returned to the Mo Mansion, and when he arrived in the front hall, the atmosphere was so oppressive.

His eyes glanced at the people sitting again, and finally fixed on Mo Weiguo, whose face was as heavy as the sea.

She blessed her body: "Father is well." ”

Seeing her, the coldness between Mo Weiguo's eyebrows subsided a little.

Wu sat down, her pale eyes as if inadvertently passing over Mo Qingying's body.

At this time, Luo Zhi kept silent, anyway, this matter is no good or bad for her, as long as she watches the play well.

Li Shi was like the ants on the hot pot, and after a long silence, she slammed her knees to the ground, and her tears couldn't stop falling: "General, you should say something, otherwise what will Ying'er do?"

She has a weak temperament, and at the moment she is open for the sake of her daughter.

Mo Weiguo frowned, thinking of the relationship between father and daughter in his heart, his calm face relaxed a little, but his voice was still cold and hard.

"This matter, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is already suppressing it, wait for General Ben to enter the palace to meet the emperor, let's talk about it!"

After speaking, he got up and walked out.

The backbone of the Mo Mansion is gone, and the front hall is scattered all of a sudden.

Now all that's left is to wait for news.

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On the side of the Prince's Mansion, Song Haotian was not having a good time, as soon as this incident came out this morning, it was a matter of royal reputation, so he was called into the palace by Queen Yang early this morning and reprimanded.

Even though he had suppressed the matter with the fastest reaction and destroyed the paintings that had been scattered, it was not easy to block the mouths of the people.

He can't kill all the people in Chang'an City, right?

"Your Highness, don't be impatient. ”

The person who spoke was the national teacher.

Song Haotian, who was in a depressed mood, grabbed the teacup on the table and smashed it out, he stared at the broken teacup with a gloomy expression, and said coldly: "When the palace finds out who is making trouble, he will die without a place to be buried." ”

"Over there in Mofu, I'm afraid I will soon enter the palace to ask for an order. The national teacher glanced at the debris on the ground, and instead sat opposite Song Haotian.

Song Haotian half-narrowed his eyes full of coldness, and sneered coldly: "It's expected." ”

After about two hours, Mo Weiguo finally returned, followed by the holy decree of marriage.

Although she is the prince's concubine, she finally has a reputation, which is also a blessing in misfortune for Mo Qingying, after all, compared to marrying Luo Hengyang "innocently", she is willing to marry Song Haotian like this and be a prince's concubine.

And according to the identity of Mo Qingying's concubine, the position of the prince's concubine can be regarded as elevating her.

A few families are happy and a few are sad, the Li family and Mo Qingying are happy, but the Luo family is cold and gloomy.

"This slut can be regarded as a blessing in disguise, climbing the high branches of His Royal Highness the Prince. Roche said fiercely, as if he was a little depressed.

Mo Qingning's face was also good, and he couldn't see where to go.

"The crown prince is just a concubine, do you really think that you will fly on the branches and become a phoenix from now on?"

On the painting boat that day, she felt that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was interesting to her, Mo Qingying was just a side concubine, as long as she wanted to, she would still press her.

Just thinking back to the white-clothed Shengxue, the peerless man, she couldn't help but dispel such thoughts.

The name of the first lady in the world is not smaller than the name of the crown princess, but the man who glanced at her may not remember her for a long time.

Seeing that Mo Qingning didn't know what to think, Luo Hengyang and Luo Shi glanced at each other, raised their voices and called twice.

Coming back to his senses, Mo Qingning looked at Luo Hengyang with a sigh of relief.

"What's wrong with my cousin?"

Suppressing the melancholy in her heart, she shook her head: "It's nothing. ”

Luo Hengyang glanced at her suspiciously, but he didn't ask more, and instead looked at Luo: "Cousin, now that Mo Qingying has been married to His Royal Highness the Prince, what should I do?"

Luo Zhi was angry, and she glared at him angrily: "Without Mo Qingying, isn't there still a Mo Nianchu?"

Hearing this, Luo Hengyang thought back to the appearance of the eldest daughter in Mofu, who was plain and boring, and she was still from the countryside, far worse than Mo Qingying.

Luo Hengyang stopped at once.

Being made such a fuss by him, Luo was also angry, and scolded at the moment: "No, you just go back to Luo's house by yourself, don't be an eyesore here." ”

Luo Hengyang's complexion changed slightly, and he closed his mouth in disagreement.

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