The Shen family's breakfast was carefully prepared for Murong Qingran alone, because he knew that Murong Qingran liked to eat steamed buns, and the breakfast table was full of buns with various fillings, bean paste, rose, and meat...... And so on, it almost became a bun feast.

It seems that it is no secret that she likes to eat steamed buns.

Murong Qingran chuckled and walked over.

"Miss Murong, please take a seat." Mrs. Shen preemptively opened her mouth and asked the maid to guide her to her seat.

Murong Qingran is naturally not polite, this Shen family was originally the property of Murong Hou's Mansion, and it belonged to her father Murong Su, Mrs. Shen has been based on it for so many years, it is estimated that in front of her, the main master, she is embarrassed to serve the master's shelf.

Picking up a bun with his bare hands, Murong Qingran skillfully broke open the skin of the bun, picked out the filling little by little with chopsticks, and then put it in a small bowl on the side.

This...... Mrs. Shen was surprised, what kind of quirk is this?

"Well, it tastes good." Murong Qingran took a bite of the bun skin, the skin was thin and the taste was strong, this Shen family's cooks were indeed better than those cooks in the Hou Mansion.

Murong Qingran secretly wondered how she should speak, and asked Mrs. Shen for this cook to take back.

A bun skin, it tastes good, Mrs. Shen is even more confused, looking inexplicable, doesn't it mean that this Miss Murong likes to eat steamed buns, why don't you eat stuffing, just eat bun skin, and only pick buns with meat filling, other buns, she didn't even raise her eyelids to take a look.

Alas, it was she who made her own decisions, it turned out that the news that Yunqing gave her was true, this Miss Murong only likes to eat the bun skin with meat filling.

Mrs. Shen secretly made a note that Ming'er asked the cook to make more meat fillings, and asked the maids to pick out the meat fillings in the buns before Miss Murong had breakfast.

If it is really the Hou Mansion that can raise such a young lady Jingui, even eating a bun is so varied.

Mrs. Shen sighed secretly, and felt that this was the Fengyi who was born in the Hou Mansion of Jiyang, if her little God of Wealth also grew up in the Hou Mansion since she was a child, she would also have a princely atmosphere in her gestures in the future, thinking about it this way, it would be even more delayed to send the little God of Wealth to the Hou Mansion.

"Did Miss Murong sleep well last night?" Mrs. Shen personally broke buns for Murong Qing.

"Next to the couch, that little Taoist priest is always snoring, if I had known that he was sleeping so unsteadily, I should have found another room for him, Mrs. Shen, do you say yes?"

When Mrs. Shen heard this, her face became extremely ugly, and on the side of the couch, how could she allow others to sleep peacefully? This was Murong Qingran's warning to her, asking her not to interfere too much in her affairs.

I wanted to ask who the man who broke in last night was, but when the words came to her mouth, Mrs. Shen didn't know how to speak, she was asking Murong Qingran now, once she angered Murong Qingran and didn't take her little God of Wealth back to the Hou Mansion, then, no matter how much money she had, she wouldn't be able to make her little God of Wealth a Jiyang Hou. Commoners and princes, these two identities are not only very different.

"What Mademoiselle said is very true." Mrs. Shen suppressed the anger in her heart and said with a smile.

"On the twenty-eighth of next month, it will be my fourth sister Murong Qingluan's ceremony, this is a good opportunity." Murong Qingran broke open the bun, then broke the skin of the bun little by little with his hands, and then broke the second bun.

The fourth lady of the Jiyang Hou Mansion and the etiquette, the entire state capital near Qizhou knew that there was no need for Murong Qing to tell Mrs. Shen about this matter, Mrs. Shen understood that Miss Murong only said half of what she said, she said, "I have sent someone to record all the things that Murong He has been in Qizhou all these years and connived at his subordinates to do evil and loot the people's fat and ointment, and it can be used as evidence in court in the future." ”

"Although the human and material evidence is complete, if Murong He himself denies it and puts all the blame on his subordinates, the imperial court will not deprive him of the marquis based on this alone." When Murong Qingran was full, she played with the broken skin of the bun, and the soft skin of the bun was pinched and pinched by her, and it was strange.

Mrs. Shen was stunned, she had collected the evidence of her crimes for so many years, and today it became useless just by Murong Qing's yellow-haired girl, but if you think about it, indeed, this yellow-haired girl is right, her so-called evidence can't cure Murong He's felony at all, at most, it will only make him deduct a few months, or be grounded for a few months. Such a result, of course, is not what she is happy to see. Murong He is not dead, how can her little God of Wealth become Jiyang Hou, and how can she justifiably step into the Jiyang Hou Mansion in a beautiful manner.

"Miss, what's the best idea?" Mrs. Shen didn't dare to underestimate this yellow-haired girl.

Murong Qingran's eyes glowed with a cold light, "There are many ways, if you can't kill Murong He in the end, Miss Ben will ...... with him." Fight like Kilkenny cats. ”

Mrs. Shen was frightened by Murong Qingran, "How to ...... Fight like Kilkenny cats. She didn't know Murong Qingran's thoughts, and secretly thought that if Murong Qingran, the yellow-haired girl, and Murong He died together, then the Jiyang Hou Mansion would not fall directly into her hands, so before that, she had to quickly let the little God of Wealth recognize her ancestors and return to her ancestors, lest when Murong He died, Jiyang Hou's seat would be cheaper than others.

Murong Qingran looked at Mrs. Shen's reaction, knew it, and said, "Madam, you must be thinking, when Murong He dies, Miss Ben doesn't have to live in the world anymore." ”

"Hehe, how could it be. You and my little God of Wealth are blood relatives, and I treat you as my own granddaughter. Mrs. Shen said with a dry smile when she was told the matter.

"Madame, don't you want to know what Miss Ben is talking about?" Murong Qingran said with a smile, "If that day comes, Miss Ben still can't kill Murong He, then Miss Ben will tell the court, saying that my uncle Murong He has the intention of rebellion, and when the evidence of the crime comes out, no matter whether Murong He rebelled or not, no one will save him." The rumored defense map in the Jiyang Hou Mansion has been blushing recently. ”

With a bang, the chopsticks in Mrs. Shen's hand fell.

What a ruthless yellow-haired girl!

Once the crime of treason is confirmed, it will be the Nine Clans, and all those who are related to the Jiyang Marquis Mansion will be directly sent to the guillotine. Others can't hide, she also took the little God of Wealth to recognize what kind of relatives, she has a life to enter the Hou Mansion, and she has no life to enjoy happiness!

This trick is not only absolute, but also poisonous!

In order to kill a Murong He, he directly dragged all the people of the Murong clan to accompany the burial!

The Murong clan of Qizhou really produced a good descendant!

Mrs. Shen shuddered, she was lucky that Murong Qingran had not yet reached the end of her life, and she was young and easy to bully, but at this moment, it seemed that this yellow-haired girl was vicious and ruthless, if she didn't want to live, she wanted everyone to die with her.

The person who said it laughed and laughed, but Mrs. Shen, the person who listened, couldn't help but tremble all over.

How dare Mrs. Shen offend Murong Qingran again, how dare she have other ideas, she still wants to let her little God of Wealth be Jiyang, she still wants to show off her power in front of that Aunt Zhao. Now, she almost knelt down and begged Murong Qingran, don't have the idea that it is equivalent to death.

"Miss, let's think of other ways, your status is noble, what is Murong He's despicable villain, a concubine born to an aunt, how can it be worth your life." No matter how much she was persuaded again, Mrs. Shen only felt that all the plans in her life had been ruined by Murong Qingran, a yellow-haired girl.

"Then it's up to you, madam." It's cheap and good.

Mrs. Shen nodded like pounding onions, "Definitely, definitely." ”

"Madame, use it slowly." Murong Qingran stood up, but his eyes looked at the bun.

Mrs. Shen immediately understood, called the maid, "Go and tell the cook, let them make some more steamed buns, and send them to Miss Murong." ”

"Don't bother so much, it's good to eat the leftovers." Murong Qingran pointed to the leftover buns she had just eaten, the skin of the buns that she had crumbled, and the meat filling in the small bowl.

Let Miss Hou Fu eat this, Mrs. Shen is embarrassed.

It's not for her to eat, of course she doesn't care, the intact buns are left for the star anise, and the bun skins that were crushed by her will be given to the thirteenth prince who is above the top, Murong Qingran smiled secretly, but his face was serious, "Frugal, Lourdes is also a common man." This is the ancestral motto of our Hou Mansion. ”

If Granny Zhou is here, she will definitely echo the words, but what Miss Fan said will be the ancestral training of our Hou Mansion in the future.

"It is worthy of being the grandson of the old marquis." Mrs. Shen admired on her face, but said in her heart, I just saw this yellow-haired girl crushing the bun skin, one after another, so without hesitation, she even said that she was thrifty, hey, this shameless Cheng dù is even better than her.

"Miss Murong, it's wrapped." The maid respectfully handed the wrapped bun skin foam and meat filling to Murong Qingran.

"Thank you, Mrs. Shen." Murong Qingran took it and weighed the amount, which was enough for the star anise and the thirteen sons to eat.

Mrs. Shen watched her leave in a complicated manner, with anger on her face, unwillingness, and more helplessness.

The matter has come to this point, apart from clinging to Murong Qingran, can she have any other way. The most important thing is that she can't have a second heart, otherwise, this yellow-haired girl is ruthless, her six relatives don't recognize it, and it's nothing if her old life is tossed by her, but her little God of Wealth is still so young that she shouldn't be implicated.

Mrs. Shen sat on the wooden chair in despair, she thought that Shen Yunqing had told her that Miss Murong was a kind-hearted woman, which ...... Where did he see that this yellow-haired girl has a good heart, all over her body, no, even the yellow-haired girl in her bones is full of evil, oh yes, she said that she once raised a snow mastiff and tied it to the snow mastiff, Mrs. Shen snorted, raising such a ferocious beast is also called Xinshan, according to her, her disobedient son is too good-hearted, and he is not saved.

No, years of planning must not be ruined in the hands of this yellow-haired girl.

Mrs. Shen thought of her son Shen Yunqing, and now she had to let Yunqing help her, but then she thought of the bloody scolding of her son yesterday, Mrs. Shen was afraid that her son Shen Yunqing would have a bad heart, she suddenly sighed, and began to stroke her chest and pretend to be sick again, "You guys...... Go and ask Childe to come over. "This trick has been tried and tested over the years.

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