Because the distance is a little far, the people present can only see the hazy outline of the girl's appearance, walking with a dignified demeanor, but it is really not like the fifth lady of the Houfu of Jiyang who is ignorant of etiquette and vulgar and ignorant as rumored outside. When they got closer, everyone saw it clearly, but their eyes also lit up, and the fifth lady of the Jiyang Hou Mansion had an indescribable appearance of being out of the dust.

The white silk shoes are embroidered with white plum branches on satin, and they loom with the swing of the curved skirts.

Dark hem that flips in the wind.

The belt of the same color, Xuan is made of multicolored silk, and it hangs down naturally.

The wrist is tucked away in a long sleeve and placed in front of you.

The guests present couldn't help but sigh in their hearts, it is incredible that a state and county can raise a daughter who is not tainted with vulgarity!

Wang Hong didn't want to join in the fun, but because it was Murong Qingran's line and ceremony, he came, in the full house, he sat in an inconspicuous seat, when he saw Murong Qingran appear, his eyes were stunned, he saw Murong Qingran many times over the years, and often taught her to do business, but it was the first time he saw her dressed up, in the past, he felt that she was indifferent and alienated, elusive, and now he felt more and more that she was unattainable, and some people were destined to be looked up to, such as her. Wang Hong is self-aware of this.

Wang Ye and Han are very satisfied with this daughter-in-law, her appearance and bearing are definitely among the best, to be honest, she is more like Miss Hou Mansion than their eldest sister's daughter, Murong Qingluan, the fourth lady of the Hou Mansion, such a woman, even if the Wang family marries to be a living ancestor, they are willing.

If it weren't for the fourth sister Murong Qingluan who was still in a coma, this scenery, which round of Murong Qingran, Murong Qingting looked at Murong Qingping with some complaints, Murong Qingping knew that she was at a loss, she also looked down on Murong Qingran since she was a child, at this time Murong Qingran performed and performed a ceremony as a concubine, and this honor was all caused by her, she regretted that her intestines were blue, she knew what conflict she had with Murong Qingran at the gate of the mansion, and she also injured the fourth sister Murong Qingluan, so she let Murong Qingran take advantage of it in vain.

It's hateful, damn Murong Qingran, an orphan girl dares to enjoy the honor that should belong to the fourth sister Murong Qingluan, it's really angry with her.

Murong Qingping twisted the silk handkerchief hatefully, unable to swallow this breath.

Wang sat on the throne of the main mother, with a magnanimous smile on his face, but he was angry in his heart, this set of curved clothes made by the best embroidery girl in Qizhou City belonged to Luan'er, as well as the accessories and rings on his body, which is not the most precious, this should be brought to Luan'er, and these precious jewelry, she has never seen it, the more she thinks about it, the more she feels that Murong He is eccentric, hiding so many good things, and she doesn't tell her, she actually gave it to Murong Qingdye.

As everyone knows, the good things that Murong He gave to Murong Qingran in the eyes of the Wang family should have been the late Jiyang Hou Murong Su, and Murong Qingran brought these, but he returned to Zhao and took back what belonged to him.

Murong He didn't notice Wang's jealous eyes at all, he was now full of Murong Qingran, and he was almost obsessed, his dyeing should be like this, he didn't realize that he had lost his temper, of course, no one would have thought that as Murong Qingran's uncle, Jiyang Hou would be infatuated with his niece to this point.

Chu Yao, are you back? Murong He muttered, his eyes glowing with an inexplicable excitement.

And this appearance fell in the eyes of the guests present, but it became another meaning, the fifth lady made a courtesy, does Jiyang Hou need to be so happy, and she is not her own daughter.

"This is my old sister's granddaughter, this eyebrows, this bearing, like, like." Mrs. Ma loves the house and Wu, she doesn't want to see Murong He's family, but she treats Murong Qingran differently, "Dye girl." As he spoke, he stood up and walked towards Murong Qingran.

Let Old Madam Ma get up to greet her, even Murong He didn't have this qualification, but as soon as Murong Qingran appeared, Old Madam Ma involuntarily walked towards her, and Murong Qingwei didn't have time to help Old Madam Ma at all, "Old Madam, you slow down." ”

The guests present were shocked again, Miss Murong Wu was even more noble than Jiyang Hou!

"Old Madame Ma." Murong Qingran bent his knees, practicing the etiquette of his grandchildren, and the quiet voice came into the ears of everyone present, "When Dye'er sees you, it's like seeing Dye'er's grandmother." Today, it is a blessing for you to add to the dye. ”

This is the demeanor that the concubine of the Marquis of Jiyang should have, Mrs. Ma was very pleased, and said in her heart that if her grandson Ma Xiao had not yet married, Murong Qingran would be her most suitable granddaughter-in-law.

However, after all, Mrs. Ma is an elderly person, she has experienced a lot of things in the world, and many times you can know how this person is at a glance, it is not easy for a fifteen-year-old girl to be able to do what Murong Qingran did, being in a princely house, there are many intrigues, if you don't cause trouble, the sudden disaster will also find you.

The only thing that can be done is to take the world into your own hands and not be bullied by others.

"Hurry up, good boy." Old Madam Ma helped Murong Qingran up.

"Jiyanghou, you have hidden the fifth miss so tightly over the years, and you don't let outsiders know, I'm afraid you can't bear to marry the fifth miss early, hehaha."

"That's right, I don't know which son here has this blessing to be able to marry this pearl of the palm of Jiyanghou."

Among the guests, I don't know who exclaimed.

Lord Zheng said in his belly, after you know the moodiness of the little ancestor of the fifth miss, you will not be confused by her appearance, and the princess can stay away as soon as possible, and whoever touches her hands will be unlucky, every time he comes to the Hou Mansion for so many years, it is no good to meet this fifth lady, either he was hit in the head by a golden bead, or he was beaten by the nurse, and he shuddered when he thought about it.

The steward who was standing on the side cleared his throat and shouted, "Start the salute!" ”

Mrs. Ma returned to her seat.

Murong Qingran approached and stepped forward.

"Wait!"

Suddenly, there was a sound of a woman hurriedly interrupting from outside the main hall.

Murong Qingran glanced at it, and smiled at the corner of his mouth, it was really timely.

Looking at the old lady Zhao again, Zhao's face changed, this slut, what are you doing when you come back!

"Master Hou, this person said that it was the side room of the late old Master Hou......" The little guy at the door of the main hall replied tremblingly.

When Zhao heard this, he couldn't sit still, "What side room, obviously a person who has nothing to do with our Hou Mansion, how do you guard the door, even this kind of indiscriminate woman can be put in, can anyone who wants to enter our Hou Mansion enter!" ”

The person who came was Mrs. Shen, who regarded herself as the side room of the late old marquis, and naturally had a higher status than the concubine of the Zhao family, how could the Zhao family be willing.

"A few uncles, I haven't seen each other for many years, I don't know if I still know the concubine." The purpose of Mrs. Shen's trip was very simple, that is, to return to the Jiyang Marquis Mansion, she held the little God of Wealth in one hand, and walked towards several old men of the Murong clan, these old men were all the brothers of the late old Marquis. At this point, Mrs. Shen is much stronger than the Zhao family, who can only shout, and she does not use it as a superfluous explanation, and she can confirm her identity with a single sentence. R1154