"Shut up!" The British public shouted angrily, his fists clenched tightly and made a creaking sound.

"Father, father......" Wang Yamin took a few steps back in fright, and looked at the British Duke with a panicked face.

"Come on, take the second lady back to the courtyard, without my order, you must not step out of the courtyard door!" The British Duke looked straight ahead with a grim face.

"Father! Father! Am I not right? Why are you confining me up again? Father, do you only care about this granddaughter, and even your daughter? When Wang Yamin heard that he was going to be grounded and there was no time limit, he was immediately anxious and not afraid, and shouted loudly.

"Shut her up!" The British duke slammed the table!

Wang Yamin was quickly taken down, Sister Yuan'er's big eyes blinked, and then her crying gradually weakened, and then stopped.

The British duke walked in front of his wife, bent down slightly, looked at Sister Yuan'er, the little girl raised her hand and patted her crying stiff little face, looked at her grandfather, and smiled sweetly.

Where is there a crying look! There wasn't even a tear on his face.

"You little girl!" The British Duke pinched Sister Yuan'er's little nose a little harder.

"Ahh Sister Yuan screamed dissatisfiedly, and then turned her head and nested into her grandmother's arms.

The atmosphere in the room that had been stagnant finally came alive again.

"Madame's face is not good-looking, but do you want to ask Ming Zhuo to come and show you?" The British duke said to his wife.

"No need! It's good to look at when you get out of breath! The British duchess snorted angrily, "Besides, Ming Zhuo is now treating the four princes in the palace, where can I have the kung fu to come to our house!" ”

When the British public heard this, they sighed again when they thought of the court that was now in chaos! Now in this court, even he, an old minister of the three dynasties, can't sort it out, and if it goes on like this, the country will not be a country!

Anle Hou Mansion.

"Uncle Mu! It's been a month, and we're like we're blind, and there's no news of Miss at all! Lao Zhang angrily circled around the room, "You just let me take a look!" ”

"No way!" Mu Bo calmly took a sip of tea, and said slowly, "You? Before you can touch the wall of the prison, you will be shot into a sieve! ”

"I ...... I'm not that bad at kung fu, am I? Lao Zhang snorted unconvinced.

Liu Changzhong lifted his eyelids lightly, and said with a smile, "The officials in Beijing are really relieved enough, they actually left the Marquis of Wu'an Mansion behind, and no one remembered it after being locked in the prison for more than a month!" Interesting! It's so interesting! ”

Liu Changzhong is in charge of the Yiren Pavilion, and the people he has placed in various mansions constitute a clear intelligence network, and a large amount of news comes every day.

That is, when the Marquis of Wu'an Mansion was just imprisoned in the prison, he received some news, and then it became less than a day, and gradually there was no news.

Do these courtiers think that the Marquis of Wu'an's Mansion is now imprisoned in the heavenly prison without bothering and waiting to be dealt with with with it with their free hands?

"Uncle Mu, it's getting colder and colder this day, and the rain is still falling, so you just let me try......" Uncle Zhang tried again to persuade Mu Bo to agree to go to the prison by himself.

"Stay for me, what should I do on weekdays and continue to do what I need to do!" Mu Bo glanced at Uncle Zhang lightly.