The four sisters were depressed and in no mood to play the autograph game anymore. [This site has a new URL,Shorthand method:,.]

The boss was the first to turn around and leave, and the three girls followed behind her weakly, leaving Feng Jinghua's affairs behind.

They know that the possibility of becoming a princess is very low, but as long as the prince does not make a princess for a day, they will hold hope.

This hope sustains them to dress up, improve themselves, and fight to the end, but Hua Jing'er's words just now have poured them cold on their hearts.

It's the four families again! The power is monstrous, and he is deeply favored by the emperor, and even the crown prince will definitely be selected from the sons born to the four noble concubines, and their glory is beyond the reach of the nobles of the capital, and they are not even touched.

Obviously, three of the four major families were once despised by the world, and they couldn't be on the stage at all, so how could they become unattainable relatives of the emperor in less than ten years?

This affection lasted until the evening.

After eating tastelessly after dinner, the four sisters sat in their study, the air as frozen as the deep sea.

Finally, the third child who couldn't hold his breath spoke up: "What should we do next?" Keep getting autographed? ”

The second and fourth said in unison: "Don't! ”

Then the three of them looked at the boss in unison.

The boss smiled lightly: "We are now Mrs. Zi's dogs, whether we want to do this thing or not, it depends on Madam Zi's meaning." However, it is better to be depressed than to be depressed, so let's tell Mrs. Sù Zi about this, and then find a way to tell Mrs. Sù Lan through other people's mouths, so that they will be uncomfortable with us. ”

The women stroked their palms: "It is worthy of being the eldest sister." ”

The boss laughed even more weirdly: "But there is one thing to change slightly, what Mrs. Zi heard was that the prince had taken a fancy to the concubine of the Zhu daughter, and Mrs. Lan heard that the prince had taken a fancy to the concubine of the Lan family, so, hehe-"

She didn't say anything, just smiled darkly.

is worthy of being a good sister, and the other three daughters also laughed "hehe", understanding the meaning of the boss.

Mrs. Lan hates others to look down on her "concubine" status and "side room" identity the most, knowing that the prince wants to marry her mother's sister-in-law, and she must not vomit blood? Don't you hate the Lan family and the Lan sisters who robbed her of men even more?

Mrs. Zi tried her best to congratulate the concubine, and last time she brought a generous gift to celebrate the birthday of the concubine, knowing that the prince wanted to marry Miss Zhujia, what would be his mood? Will you still wag your tail to Concubine Zhu?

It's a pleasure to think about.

They quickly split up and revealed the "secret" to Lady Purple and Lady Lan.

So on this night, the heads of the three major forces of hell were completely unable to sleep, and their hearts were as uncomfortable as a cat's scratch, but they had nowhere to vent.

Only Feng Jinghua was in a good mood.

The destructive power of these women was beyond her expectations, and she was happy to continue to develop such a form.

After bathing, she stood in front of the window and brushed her hair in her tight pajamas.

She never liked to look in the mirror.

The evening breeze blows, bringing the fragrance of flowers and trees, and the graceful Xifu begonia in the yard swaying out the shadow of the tree.

The shadows of the trees passed by the window, and also over her face.

Suddenly, her body stiffened, and her hand holding the comb stopped at the side of her ear.

Someone's barging in! And standing behind her! She could feel his breath, but she couldn't detect his movements.

Lianxiangju didn't spy on the guards, and she felt that she didn't need protection hidden behind the scenes.

However, there was a master eyeing her so soon, what did the other party want to do?

Dead.

The other party didn't move, was he watching her, or was he waiting for her to make the first move?

Feng Jinghua wanted to pretend that he didn't know anything and continue to comb his hair, maintaining the image of a "cowardly and incompetent little person".

But soon, she still gave up this idea, the other party must have suspected her, so he would break into the Lotus Xiangju at night, and her stiffness and pause just now had already revealed the fact that she was aware of.

She turned around slowly and smiled, "Who's coming?" ”