Chapter 569: Persecution

Uncle Xiangyuan's mansion got the news that Wen Wan was about to marry the crown princess, and heard that Queen Chu also promised to give the gift of a princess, like a stone stirring up a thousand waves, envy and jealousy at the same time. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Wen Wu was naturally crazy jealousy mixed with schadenfreude, and deliberately ran to Zhou Ruosu to shout. Zhou Ruosu didn't bother to reason with her, but she smashed the two pots of bluegrass on Zhou Ruosu's flower case.

Mrs. Uncle came forward at the right time, not only reprimanded Wen Wen fiercely, but also punished her to kneel in the ancestral hall to copy the "Female Ring".

This kind of superficial article that wants to cover up, Zhou Ruosu has long been out of his mind.

In the past, he and Wen Wan were bullied by Mrs. Uncle to the point that they only had half a breath, and they didn't see Mrs. Uncle standing up for themselves. Today's bitter trick is just thinking about calculating the greatest benefit from Wen Wan.

Sure enough, Zhou Ruosu and Wen Wan were about to separate their flesh and blood, and the old lady did not have a trace of mercy, and all she thought about was asking for some grace in her heart, and it was considered that Wen Wan was not raised in vain in the house.

Knowing that now that she is gentle and extremely sacred, Mrs. Uncle does not dare to openly embarrass the mother and daughter.

She sent Uncle Xiang Yuan to her room and told him: "The lord of the county is married from afar, and the saint will be compassionate." You coaxed the Zhou family and asked her to say a few kind words in front of the county lord and ask for the grace of the saints. If we can allow our house to attack one more life, my brother will finally have a way out. ā€

Xiang Yuanbo listened in a daze, and his mind was still in chaos. He didn't wake up yesterday from a hangover, and his body had been hollowed out by wine for many years, and his eyes were swollen like lanterns.

In addition to holding the silver left by the ancestors, this is a person who has no idea and can't support the wall with mud, and asks his mother to lead the nose all day long.

Looking at her son's ignorant expression, the old lady hated that iron could not become steel. was so angry that he knocked on the ground with a stick, but he was reluctant to greet his son, and only urged: "Go quickly, go quickly." ā€

Xiangyuan Bo came out according to his words, and was blown by the cold wind, and his mind was much clearer. Thinking that his mother's entrustment was indeed somewhat reasonable, he licked his face and went to Zhou Ruosu's courtyard.

Zhou Ruosu was fiddling with the camellia on the shelf, and used silver scissors to repair the miscellaneous wang strips.

A few white camellia plants are fragrant, and the snow night is like a beautiful flower, and the layers are full of splendor.

Seeing Uncle Xiang Yuan coming, she put aside the silver scissors in her hand, bowed shallowly, and ordered the little girl to pour tea.

Uncle Xiang Yuan first praised a few words about the beautiful camellia, and then said a little bit about his intentions, in the final analysis, he still wanted to donate his fame to the eldest grandson who was not angry.

The smell of wine mixed with the rouge incense brought from nowhere, smoked Zhou Ruosu tightly wrapped his eyebrows. She got up and put a handful of lily incense into the incense burner by adding tea.

Looking at Uncle Xiang Yuan's earnest face, Zhou Ruosu was disdainful in his heart. Her eyelashes drooped lightly, and her eyes were filled with embarrassment.

Zhou Ruosu sighed softly: "The concubine can't help herself, and the uncle also knows that Ah Wan has stepped half a step in the palace since she entered the palace? Where can I speak half a sentence in front of her?"

What is the situation between the mother and daughter over the years, Uncle Xiang Yuanbo has also heard a little.

Wen Wan was originally elected to the position of Shangyi, and Mrs. Uncle was honored, and she also asked Zhou Ruosu to say that she would come back for a reunion with her, but Wen Wan refused politely, only saying that Fengluan Hall was inseparable.

Wen Wan not only did not return to Xiangyuan Bofu these years, but even Zhou Ruosu rarely saw her greetings. There is also some truth in the words of his own flat wife, and it is difficult to be strong.

Uncle Xiang Yuan secretly regretted that he had not stood up for the mother and daughter a little. Otherwise, with Wen Wan's current identity, it is enough for him to swagger outside, and he can also make some benefits under the banner of his daughter.

If you come, you won't be able to leave, Uncle Xiang Yuanbo sighed, thinking about comforting Zhou Ruosu for a few words, and stayed here at night. Zhou Ruosu felt that he deserved it, and politely refused: "The small days of the concubine have often been not allowed in recent years, but now there are two times a month, don't get any problems with the uncle." Please go to the rooms of the young aunts in the backyard, who are waiting more attentively. ā€

Zhou Ruosu wore a green shirt and blue skirt, and pulled a blue printed shawl. has a plain face, no fat powder on his body, and the posture of a clear water hibiscus is very different from the heavy makeup and glamorous makeup that Xiang Yuanbo likes.

The words between the two were rigid when they spoke, and Zhou Ruosu was blindly cautious, and the trace of interest that Xiang Yuanbo had just mentioned disappeared, and he went out happily.

After two days, he knew these words to Mrs. Uncle, but Mrs. Uncle was not as easy to fool as Uncle Xiangyuan, and directly passed Zhou Ruosu to see him.

Mrs. Uncle gave her to sit down, and first said with a pleasant face: "The family has no overnight feuds, and the sister-in-law is not sensible, I have already taught her a hard lesson, you are an elder, don't be like a child." ā€

Zhou Ruo is as light as a chrysanthemum, with only a self-carved agarwood hairpin on her low bun, and her face is still as soft as ever. She replied in a low voice: "Old lady Mingjian, the concubine has never cared about this. Whether it's a child or an adult, after so many years, if everything goes to your heart, where is there today?"

Turning over the old accounts in one sentence, there was not a single dirty word in the whole article, but even Mrs. Wen Garber was scolded by her. The old lady was already weak-hearted, and no matter how thick her skin was, she couldn't hold it.

She coughed dryly, and said with a face: "Don't mention the past, now thanks to the remnants of our ancestors, there are nobles in our house." The county lord is married from our mansion, and Xiangyuanbo's mansion can be beautiful again. What does the old woman mean, I want to ask for a happy and happy thing, I don't know what your idea is?"

Zhou Ruo Su lowered her head, extremely humble and polite, she didn't speak badly, but replied softly: "The meaning of the concubine, the old lady probably doesn't have to bother." The county lord has not set foot in the Yuanbo Mansion for ten years, and he will probably not marry from the mansion. This child is so estranged from the house, but everyone is still at peace, don't lose their dignity. ā€

Seeing that Zhou Ruosu did not respond softly or hard, and should not be happy with what she mentioned, the old man's eyes were like knives, and she coldly swept Zhou Ruosu's face, and then said with hatred: "How far away? ā€

The five-year-old child knew how to stand up for Zhou Ruosu and begged Mrs. Anguo at the risk of death. If Wen Wan really hated Zhou Ruosu, how could she move Mrs. An Guo to support her from time to time?

It is true that the two mothers and daughters have neglected to communicate with each other over the years, and the old lady does not believe that they are as indifferent as water.

The old lady hissed and sneered, like a leaky broken gong: "The old woman is old, and her eyes are not clumsy." You clearly said that with the county lord, no matter how noble her identity is, she can't get rid of the fact that she has the blood of the Wen family. Since it is the Wen family, it is time to plan for the Wen family. My great-grandson is also her nephew, and this thing will be successful, and it will be done. ā€