I saw that Wanyao was sleeping peacefully, her face was ruddy, her breath was even, it seemed to be much better than yesterday, and Li'er was relieved, it seemed that her sister had been really tired recently, so she slept well, and covered the quilt for her, and then turned around and went out. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

When Wanyao woke up, it was already the third day of the sun, she moved her body, her stomach no longer hurt so much, and the faint feeling was still bearable. I also felt a lot more relaxed, not as weak as yesterday, I wondered, I remember that when I slept last night, she wanted to hit her head to death.

got up and got out of bed, found that the house was quiet, called a few words, no one answered, then put on a piece of clothing and went out of the house, who thought that as soon as he walked to the door, he heard someone shouting in the yard, full of energy, the voice was loud, that momentum, as if she was the master of Jinmoju.

Wan Yao frowned, when do you need others to worry about Jinmoju's affairs? I walked out of the house with a gloomy face. I saw Li'er Moyi, Little Monkey Xiao Mazi and others standing in a row, hanging their heads, listening to the lecture of an old woman who was over half a hundred years old, originally with a proud face, after seeing Wanyao, she immediately came over with a smile, and committed herself to the blessing: "Old slave Yurong participates in Mrs. Wan." ”

Wan Yao didn't say anything, she was short, stared at her with her eyes down, and asked coldly, "Which palace are you from?" Who allowed you to come to my Jinmo House to spread wild? ”

Mama Yu didn't move when she heard this, and her voice was neither humble nor arrogant, as if she should have taken it for granted, "The old slave was sent by Otsuka Zai to serve Mrs. Wan, and the old slave is not wild, it is the slave and maid of Jinmoju who have no rules, no big or small, since Otsuka Zai sent the old slave here, the old slave will definitely abide by his duty and do his job well." ”

Wan Yao stepped forward and kicked Mama Yu directly to the ground, and said angrily: "My father-in-law also gives you the right to ask you to talk back?" You are so unreasonable and dare to go to the palace to lecture? Jinchun, open your mouth for me. ”

Mama Yu knelt on the ground and looked up at Jinchun, Jinchun just wanted to go up, but didn't want to retreat back, and called out in a hurry: "Madame......"

Mo Yi pulled Wanyao and reminded in a low voice: "Madam, after all, Mama Yu was sent by Otsuka Zaifu, so let's fight like this, okay?" ”

Wan Yao immediately understood the worries of the two of them, Mama Yu couldn't do anything to her, and she might not make a trip to Jinchun and the others in the future.

But what kind of soft persimmon is the person in Jinmoju, whoever wants to pinch it can pinch it, Wanyao stepped forward, didn't think about it, and directly slapped Mama Yu a few times, her voice was so loud that the poor people who listened to it all hurt with their hands, and hurriedly stepped forward to rub her hands for her.

Wan Yao said again: "Sending someone to Otsuka Zaifu, I said that the new Yu Mama is pretentious and high, and she doesn't know how to respect and humble etiquette, and her stomach hurts in the main palace, and now she wants to ask for a doctor." ”

Mama Yu still looked arrogant, even if she knelt with her head held high, she didn't want to hear this, her face suddenly changed, and she was a little greener, you must know that Mrs. Wan's belly is more expensive than anything else, she was ordered by Otsuka Zai, but if she provoked Mrs. Wan, even if she had ten small lives, it would not be enough for Otsuka to slaughter, so she hurriedly climbed to Wanyao's feet and grabbed Wanyao's trouser legs, crying and begging for mercy.

Wan Yao snorted coldly, kicked her away, turned around and led people into the house, and it was not until the afternoon that she sent someone to call Mama Yu into the temple to serve.

In the future, no one will want to bully her and her Jinmoju, don't even think about it.

Wan Yao originally wanted to find an opportunity to talk to Yu Wenyong about his birthday, telling him not to worry, let alone get angry and hurt the two of them and miss her plan, who would have thought that since he left that night, he has been staying in Min Yue Hall and has never come back.

Wanyao sighed, her stomach ached faintly, and she felt better after drinking a bowl of painkillers, but Li'er always followed closely and refused to leave half a step.

The birthday banquet is scheduled to be held at the time of the unitary.

Jinmoju is full of flowers, but most of them are chrysanthemums, even the palace silk has been replaced with white, and the palace maids are wearing white silk gauze skirts, the whole palace feels very depressed, and there is no usual smile on the face, where is the birthday? It's more like a sacrifice.

When Zheng Ruyan came, she didn't forget to laugh at Haosheng, supported by the little girl, walked with a limp, turned to Wan Yao and provoked: "Didn't Mrs. Wan know that she has done a lot of evil, and her death is approaching, so she took the opportunity to hold a funeral first?" ”

Wanyao was not annoyed or angry, laughed with her, and sneered: "I don't know whose funeral it is today." ”

Because the prince's condition has been repeated and has never improved, the queen mother did not come.

The Queen Mother also blamed Wanyao for the prince's incident, she didn't want to come, but she couldn't stand Lingzhu's persuasion, so she had no choice but to follow her over.

After Xue Shinu got the news, she snorted a few times with disdain, but she didn't hear it.

When Yuwen Yong came, the banquet had already begun for a while, and after he entered the hall, he couldn't help frowning, his face was cold without a trace of warmth. Seeing this, Feng Ji couldn't help but cover her mouth and smile. Where is this birthday? It's the same as a slap in the face.

The emperor and the queen mother are in the upper position, there is no trace of joy on their faces, Wan Yao is at the head of the emperor, sitting next to Feng Ji, Feng Ji is beside Zheng Ruyan, several people are smiling at the corners of their mouths, each with their own thoughts,

The Queen Mother sat with Yu Wenxian at the bottom, with a straight back, sitting upright, not like he was coming to a banquet, more like a kind of negotiation, he lost his previous laziness, frowned, his eyes always followed Wanyao, and his eyes were full of distress.

Zheng Ruyan sat next to Yu Wenxian, dignified and elegant, with a lovely smile, and looked at Yu Wenxian from time to time, always maintaining his usual smile on his face.

Dudu Lingzhu, excited to see everything is novel, her sister Wan's brain is different from others, she is really looking forward to this birthday banquet, there will definitely be a lot of interesting things.

After a few singing and dancing, Wanyao stood up, and Li'er hurriedly stepped forward to help her, feeling that her sister was a little struggling.

Wan Yao pursed her lips and smiled, giving Li'er an unhindered look, she walked in the center of the hall, and turned around after the blessing ceremony for the emperor and the queen mother.

The show has officially begun.

She smiled enchantingly, like Manzhu Shahua blooming in the underworld in the dark, and whispered slowly: "Invite everyone to come, one is to participate in my birthday banquet, after all, since the last Chinese New Year's Eve, I haven't gathered together to be lively, and now I can take this opportunity to get together." Second, there is also a happy event to tell you. ”

Wan Yao said, looking like Mrs. Feng, with an arrogance in her eyes that she couldn't hide, as if to say, your good days are over.

Yu Wenyong was stunned in vain, Feng Ji's body was even tighter, and she looked at her in unison, she wouldn't be stupid enough to really tell everyone that she was pregnant, right? (To be continued.) )