Xiaobai hid in the corner of the courtyard, watching his grandfather's expression change and change because of the girl's every word, soft and soft, and watching the girl's three or two words frightened the master's expression changed greatly, step by step, and watched the girl disappear like a wind. He looked at Ye Yuxuan, who was thunderous and slammed the stone gate, and suddenly felt that his arrogant and domineering master was a little pitiful, although he was not beaten by the girl this time, but this was worse than beating.

This...... This is obviously disliked.

Xiaobai shrank into the corner again, this time not even daring to try to turn around and walk away to escape his anger.

Seeing Ye Yuxuan turn around suddenly, he walked in front of the food box in a few steps, kicked the food box away, and trampled the plates and dishes scattered on the ground into pieces, then he raised his eyes and swept over with a cold gaze.

Xiaobai shook his eyebrows, stepped forward, and was speechless for a while, but Ye Yuxuan squeezed out a sentence from between his teeth.

"Is it better to be than Jonmin?"

Xiao Bai trembled and said in a daze: "How come?!" In terms of appearance, identity, temperament and talent, where can he compare to a finger of the master, even if these are not the same, the fart you put is better than the burp of the grandfather. This is completely incomparable......"

Seeing that Ye Yuxuan's face was still cold and pale, Xiao Bai said again: "Master, this thing is like this, that Su San girl...... She didn't pounce on it, it's always better than she actually pounced, right? Yes? Think about it, isn't this reasonable? If you think about it, think about it again, right? ”

And now it's not a question of pounce and non-pounce, the question is ...... Hey, he doesn't know what the problem is, he always feels that there seems to be something wrong with the logic of the master, but where is the problem?

Xiaobai was entangled, Ye Yuxuan thought about it when he heard this, as long as he thought that Su Yingluo really dared to pounce on him, and he really had the heart to seduce him, he was not good, as uncomfortable as swallowing a fly alive. Thinking about it this way, Xiaobai is right, but why is she so heartbroken when she doesn't pounce, or is that question, is he worse than Jon Min!?

He thought about it, the more he thought about it, the more irritable he became, and he couldn't help but glare at Xiaobai, and said angrily: "You won't stop her when she runs, what do you want to do with her!" ”

Xiaobai was speechless for a while, master, you can't react, are you too high to think of your subordinates......

In a quiet Zen courtyard not far from the Yuantong Palace, two hundred-year-old frangipani canopies are covered like umbrellas, staggered growth, verdant broad-needled leaves press the branches with beautiful shapes, and the top of the branches holds clusters of red flowers, the corolla funnel, the lobes swirl, the flowers are elegant and dignified, and the fragrance is free.

It was a rare beauty, but at this moment, the people in the courtyard obviously did not have the mood to enjoy the flowers, and there were intermittent cries of crying in several Zen courtyards under the flower trees.

In that room, on the kang on the east wall of the simply furnished guest room, a beautiful woman was holding a baby and crying bitterly.

Her standard goose egg face, long eyebrows and phoenix eyes, wind bun and sideburns, is already forty and three, but because of the benefits of maintenance, she is only in her thirties, even if her dignified and beautiful face is full of tears at this moment, she also has a noble bearing, every move is Fengyi, she is the ultimate beauty, after years of carving, it is even more beautiful that people dare not look at it directly.

She was wearing a turquoise flowing color dark flower cloud brocade top, a navy blue horse-faced skirt outlining treasure flowers, a carved silk clay gold and silver Ruyi cloud pattern belt around her waist, a long brocade robe covered with eight groups of happy encounters, and a black hair tied with a high bun like a cloud, but there were only a few mutton fat jade hairpins with different carvings on it.

This beautiful woman is Her Royal Highness Princess Minhui, the daughter of the current Queen Mother, and the baby she is holding in her arms is the child who was saved by Yingluo twice.

The child had fallen asleep after some tossing, and even so, Princess Minhui was reluctant to put the child down, but stared and looked at it vigorously, crying and crying.

On the armchair on the side, Qin Yan had changed into an ice-blue silk robe, and the cold color became more and more cold and solemn when worn on his body, making people retreat and dare not look at it directly. His face was still covered with a mask, and when he saw his aunt crying bitterly when she saw the child, he finally softened her voice and persuaded: "Auntie, don't be sad, it's useless to cry more." ”

He had never persuaded anyone, and the words he said were dry, and the eldest princess Minhui couldn't help but look up at him, and said: "This is your nephew, my delicate flesh and blood, he suffers so much, you don't feel sorry for your uncle!" Yes! ”

The girl sitting next to the eldest princess Minhui saw that Qin Yan was silent, so she pushed the arm of the eldest princess Minhui, and said, "Mother, it's rare that my cousin is such a cold person who has spoken out to comfort and persuade you, you can give a smile, otherwise he won't even have to save a dry word next time." Besides, you see that An An is not very good, look, how fragrant he sleeps, he really looks like Sister Jiao, how handsome he may be when he gets older. ”

The girl who opened her mouth looked at fifteen or sixteen years old, wearing a fiery red and blue cloud pattern bead pair of peacock pattern brocade clothes, a Shu brocade group embroidered with peony flowers all over the gold silk, tall and tall, bright eyebrows, and a long eyebrow to the beautiful face with a bit of heroism, it was the eldest princess Minhui and the youngest daughter of Bo Yihou Qiao Danhua, who was named the lord of Danyun a few years ago.

Her words really diverted the attention of the eldest princess Minhui, stroked the baby's immature face and showed a smile, nodded and said: "Yes, this child is really exactly the same as Jiaojiao when she was a child, look at this little mouth, this eyebrows and eyes, there is nothing bad." ”

The Jiaojiao in the mouth of the eldest princess is the sister of Qin Yan's in-laws, the milk name of the abolished princess Qin Yiqiong.

The current queen mother is the queen of the first emperor, and she gave birth to a son at the age of thirteen and gave birth to a pair of twin princesses, which are the eldest princess Min Hui and the eldest princess Min Ying. The queen mother was young, and the first child was twins, although the mother and daughter were safe, but in the end, they died and injured their bodies, and they never gave birth to a prince for decades after that.

Jinshang is not the queen mother's parent, and after the eldest princess Min Ying married into the Jingwang Mansion, she gave birth to her eldest daughter Qin Yiqiong and eldest son Qin Yan, and died of illness not long after, but now the queen mother's bloodline is only Princess Min Hui.

Princess Minhui and Princess Minying are twin sisters, the relationship is very unusual, since the sister went, she took her flesh and blood Qin Yiqiong to her side to raise herself, and then Qin Yiqiong and Lu married into the East Palace, and became the crown princess.

It's a pity that three years ago, the crown prince was abolished by the emperor because of the witch Gu case, and Qin Yiqiong was also abolished because of the case of the prince's witch curse on the emperor.

Qin Yiqiong worked the way to exile, and the blood left behind in the situation of displacement, how could the eldest princess Minhui not cherish it? ――

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The brief introduction is as follows: The most noble concubine of the Cabinet University Scholars' Office, her grandfather died suddenly, her mother was convicted of adultery, her younger brother died, she was demoted to the most humble concubine and reduced to the cousin's dowry, after several tosses, beaten to death, once reborn, returned with resentment. She wants to solve the predicament of this life, avenge the grudges of the previous life, and hold up a piece of the sky.