It doesn't matter if he wants a cheap life or not, it's a big deal that the fish dies and the net is broken, tell Gu Fangyi what he has endured, can her husband's family still want her?

Chai Chun's eyes looked at Jiang Ruhua.

Once when Jiang Ruhua entered the mansion, he was also moved by Jiang Ruhua, otherwise it would be impossible to plan for Zhibi Garden again and again for so many years. But Jiang Ruhua is not like Gu Fangyi, she is just Gu Hengjun's concubine, and this difference in identity makes it impossible for her to be as obedient as Gu Fangyi.

Looking at Gu Fangyi again, the plump figure, the energetic appearance, Chai Chun's nose was hot, and he quickly turned his head away, and only said: "Jiang Niangzi, think about it yourself, the seventh girl's lifelong event is important, but it must not be folded in the hands of the sixth girl!"

Seeing Chai Chun leave, Gu Fangyi threw herself into Jiang Ruhua's arms again, twisting her body like a fat fish and coquettishly: "Mother, you can think about it for me, as long as we get rid of Gu Xiangyi's slut, I will have a chance in the family affairs of the Jingde Mansion in the future!"

Jiang Ruhua looked at her daughter slightly puzzled and asked, "How do you know that it will be your turn when Gu Xiangyi is gone?" In case I get rid of Gu Xiangyi, but the prince of Jingde marries someone else, then wouldn't we be busy in vain!"

Gu Hengjun's warning words still echoed in his ears over and over again, but he just used the convenience of the kitchen to give the Xu family two dismounts, and he threatened to withdraw the right to be a housekeeper, so what would he do if he knew that Jiang Ruhua stretched out his hand to his daughter?

What if his daughter died? If Gu Hengjun knew that Jiang Ruhua did it, wouldn't he kill her?

This is the reason why Jiang Ruhua has been thinking about it and being unstable in her heart.

Gu Fangyi sat up straight, patted her chest and told her: "Mother, what do you think Gu Xiangyi is better than me? She can't compare to me anywhere, but Shizi still likes her, isn't that because it's fresh for a while? If I can make him fresh for a while, I will definitely seize the opportunity to become the wife of the prince in his Yi family." ”

"Don't think about those beautiful things, I want the prince to marry you, but you are just a concubine of the uncle's mansion, marrying the prince of the mansion is going to make jokes, your father can't agree, and the Yi family can't agree, unless the prince is dead set on you, everything else is in vain!" Jiang Ruhua said the words in his heart and persuaded his daughter: "If the prince is willing to be your backer, it's fine, if he is unwilling, even if you marry into the Yi family in the end, it will not be taken seriously!"

Come to joke, Gu Fangyi's identity marrying Yi Jingyan or Yi Jingru is purely high-climbing, and she is not even qualified to be Yi Jingxiao's concubine, and she still wants the position of the main room?

Although Jiang Ruhua has always climbed the high branches, she feels that if she is twenty years younger, she will definitely compete for Fu Zhirong's position, but she also knows that it is just an idea, and it is impossible for a singer to do anything.

Hearing her mother put down her face like this, and she didn't support herself, Gu Fangyi gasped angrily, and cried even more fiercely: "Mother, how can you grow up to destroy your own prestige! I just like the son, I just want to marry him, you can use the way to become your father's concubine, why can't you help me marry the son!"

Jiang Ruhua felt sour in her heart, I don't know why her daughter, who has been in her heart for more than ten years, is so unreasonable, but what her daughter said is indeed reasonable, in life, isn't there a lot of things to fight for?

Only if you fight, you can have a chance to get, and if you don't fight, you can only watch good things enter other people's pockets.

So Jiang Ruhua began to plan seriously, and felt that he should plan for his daughter.

A year passed quickly, Ji Tang's injuries healed, and he took the initiative to leave Juebi Zhai and returned to Ji's house to continue to recuperate. The plum blossoms are glamorous, the red ones are very cute, the weather seems to be colder, and I am afraid that it will be the New Year in about a month.

Gu Xiangyi wore a long cloak up to her ankles, strolling in the snow, there was a heavy snowfall last night, and the weather was obviously a little colder after the snow stopped.

"Girl, the charcoal in Heyinju is going to run out, and the slave maid will let Qiu Li and Qiu Xing get some later. ”

Gu Xiangyi held the pomegranate's hand and said, "Cheng." ”

In the past, the charcoal was received according to the monthly rules of each yard, but today is different, when Qiu Li and Qiu Xing went out, 'coincidentally' saw the person who sent the charcoal to Heyinju, saying that it was big under the snow, Jiang Niangzi instructed the people in each courtyard not to come to receive it, and sent people to each courtyard in batches, which also saved trouble.

This incident made Gu Xiangyi a little puzzled, and she asked Qiu Xing: "Did she send someone to send it to each yard, or did we send it separately in our yard?"

Qiu Xing replied: "The slave maid paid attention to and went to Yingjiangyuan to inquire, it is indeed sent by various courtyards, but Yingjiangyuan uses some charcoal, we have the best silver frost charcoal here, the uncle instructed, saying that the girl's residence in the winter of previous years is cool, and she must treat the girl well in the future, and try to drive away the cold in her bones, otherwise she will suffer when she marries and has children in the future and when she is old." ”

As soon as he heard about becoming a biological child, Pomegranate laughed and arranged: "Uncle said so, I'm afraid that someone you like wants to kiss the girl, right?"

Gu Xiangyi's attention was successfully pulled to the head of marriage, and she pouted helplessly: "Forget it, I don't have the intention of getting married." ”

The charcoal is lit in the yard and then transported to the charcoal pot in the house, and the hot roasters are particularly comfortable. Gu Xiangyi squinted his eyes slightly, leaning on the quilt, like a cat lazily basking in the sun in early spring, not to mention how comfortable.

It's just that when she was eating at night, Pomegranate put the rice in a bowl and handed it to her, but she took it off at once, her head was a little dizzy, and the bowl fell to the ground, shattered, and the porcelain pieces were mixed with the white rice.

Pomegranate hurriedly pleaded guilty: "It's the slave's fault." ”

"It's not you, it's me who didn't take it well. Gu Xiangyi smiled and took another bowl of rice.

It's just that in the process of eating, she was in a bad mood. The sudden dizziness of Shicai made her a little flustered, and she hadn't stayed up late to sleep recently, why did she feel dizzy and dizzy?

After dinner, she went to bed early, thinking that she would quickly adjust her body, and she needed to do it immediately to avenge the Ning family.

In the second half of the night, Pomegranate kept vigil, and Qiu Tao changed the silver frost charcoal in the charcoal basin together, in order to keep the house warm, worried that his girl would feel cold. But when Pomegranate wanted to get up after finishing his work, he suddenly felt dizzy, his whole body fell backwards, and he fell down on his back without warning, which startled Qiu Tao.

Fortunately, Gu Xiangyi slept so drowsy that he didn't hear a sound at all.

Qiu Tao hurriedly helped the pomegranate up and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

"Nothing. Pomegranate shook her head, covered her temples and said, "It suddenly hurts here, and I'm a little confused." ”