Rong House.

"Mother, you promised to take Lanhua to the 'Spring Poetry Club', why did you give it to someone else." Rong Lanhua pouted, pulled Lan Qinxi's sleeve and said coquettishly: "Mother, take Lanhua with you, you said it." ”

Lan Qinxi had a headache when she was entangled, "It's not that my mother doesn't want to take you there, but there is only one position in this place, which has been given to your sister by your father, and Jingyu is your sister, not 'someone else', you must not call it wrong again." ”

"She's not my sister!" Rong Lanhua raised her voice suddenly, her sweet and delicate face was full of grievances, "How can there be a sister who always robs her sister's things?" Grandmother doesn't like Lanhua because of her, this time she also grabbed the position of Lanhua's 'Spring Poetry Club', even her father helped her, mother, Lanhua is left with you, you must help me. ”

Lan Qinxi recalled that when her mother treated Jingyu and Lanhua, she did have two attitudes as she said, no wonder Lanhua was uneven, and she had a pimple in her heart about Rong Jingyu, seeing that Rong Lanhua was about to cry, she didn't care about whether she recognized Rong Jingyu as her sister, and coaxed: "Okay, okay, my mother will help you ask to see if she can give up the position to you." ”

She was worried that her daughter was dissatisfied with her mother, and said, "It's not that your grandmother doesn't like you, but your sister was brought up by your grandmother, and the friendship is extraordinary, and you can't compare with it, and you can't blame your grandmother for this, you know?" ”

"That's mine, so I don't need her to let ......" Rong Lanhua muttered, seeing Lan Qinxi glaring at her, she hurriedly said: "Lan Hua knows, Lan Hua will definitely not blame grandmother." ”

Seeing that she agreed, Lan Qinxi withdrew her eyes and said to the grandmother beside her: "You tell your subordinates to watch it for a while, and the eldest lady will notify me immediately when she comes back." ”

"No." Xiyan bent his knees and went down to tell his subordinates to go.

Rong Lanhua's eyes rolled, and she proposed to go out with Lan Qinxi, Lan Qinxi agreed, and she ran away in the blink of an eye.

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Rong Jingyu sat on the Taishi chair in the main house of Hongmo Garden, and above her, Rong Hanmo listened to Bu Shao and Ji Xiang with a gloomy face as they recounted what happened on the ship.

Old Madam Rong had asked her about her after she fainted when she was on the boat, and now when she heard it, a nameless evil fire still rose, and she slapped the armrest of the chair hard, and she was very angry.

"It's just that the marquis who inherited Zude dares to be so rampant, really think that this Jiangnan is theirs?"

Rong Hanmo soothed: "Mother, don't be impatient, I will definitely ask for it back with the Nansha Palace, and I won't let him be bullied in vain." ”

Rong Hanmo has two official positions, one is the history of Tongzhou Thorn, and the other is the Taishou of Nanfeng County of the Eighteen Counties. Although the Nansha Royal Mansion does not belong to Tongzhou and does not belong to Nanfeng County, this is not difficult for Rong Hanmo.

Hearing Rong Hanmo's assurance, Old Madam Rong calmed down a little bit of anger, but still sneered angrily: "If it is the first Nansha king, under the power of 100,000 soldiers, it will be enough to have this domineering, now the Nansha Royal Mansion is just an empty shell, except for the name of the prince and some gold and silver, what is left?" It's not good to keep your eyes on and educate the younger generations, in order to revive the prestige of the year, but instead run rampant and do all kinds of evil, I'm afraid there are not many days left! ”

Rong Jingyu couldn't help but look sideways, what is the most important thing for the family palace, undoubtedly inheritance and glory, her grandmother's words, but she didn't say both things.

"After all, the king of Nansha is the first emperor's own seal, and he relies on the saint behind him, so he will not fall easily, even this time, I am afraid that it is not easy to start." Rong Hanmo groaned, although he said it before that he was sure, but it was still a little difficult to really implement.

The princes of the past dynasties are closely related to the royal family, if it is said that the prince's merits are high, causing the jealousy of the saints, if not, it is easy to move, it is very likely to bear a charge of 'contempt for the emperor', and even Rong Hanmo will not be able to get out easily, and under the impetus of the opponent, he will have to be condemned.

Old Madam Rong also knows this truth, but forget it? No way! Even if the other party doesn't know their identity in advance, but if they step on this face, they will step on it, if they don't get it back with interest, he will definitely become the laughing stock of others one day, which is almost fatal to the world.

"You just have to do it, and the saint will hand it over to Xiuyi, don't worry about anything." Old Madam Rong said murderously. The 'Xiuyi' in her mouth is surnamed Lan, named Qinhua, and Lanqinxi have the same mother, as Lanqinxi's sister, who entered the palace in her early years, and is now ranked among the nine concubines.

Over the years, the Rong and Lan families have benefited a lot under their shade, and the relationship between the two families has become closer and closer.

Rong Hanmo nodded, understanding what to do. This time, even if you don't cut a piece of meat from the Nansha Palace, you will definitely leave a layer of skin on it.

Their conversation did not deliberately avoid Rong Jingyu, as the eldest lady of Rongfu, even if she didn't do many things herself, she should know that she was nurtured from a young age, at least she would be able to protect herself in the future.

"Jingyu is still injured, let her go back and rest first." Mrs. Rong informed Rong Hanmo, turned her head and shook her head: "It's okay here, you take the eldest lady back, remember to ask the doctor, if something happens to the eldest lady, I will ask you." ”

Bu Shao agreed, Rong Jingyu knew that the next conversation between the two did not want to be heard by her, so she obediently went on with Bu Shao.

……

Walking on the way back to the Summer Palace, although Rong Jingyu did not hear the conversation between her grandmother and her father in person, she guessed that it was related to the departure of her husband. She didn't know what kind of identity her husband was, which made her grandmother and father care so much.

Canglong? Rong Jingyu lowered his eyes and decided to pay attention to the information related to this in the future.

Shortly after she set her goal, there was a faint sound of porcelain breaking in front of her.

Bu Shao on the side also heard it, and saw a trace of surprise flash on her face, and said uncertainly: "It seems to be from the Summer Palace......"

There was nothing near the Summer Palace except for the scenery, so it wouldn't happen in other residences, but Bu Shao couldn't think of anyone who dared to be so presumptuous in the old lady's residence.

The reason why this is so sure is not an accident is because this voice has already sounded several times just now, how can there be such a clumsy subordinate in the Summer Palace?

Rong Jingyu raised his head and glanced at Bu Shao, and in the next second, both of them sped up their pace and trotted towards the Summer Palace.

……

"Call Rong Jingyu out! Don't think that just because she has a grandmother to spoil her, she can do whatever she wants! ”

As soon as Rong Jingyu entered the garden, he heard the sound of rummaging through boxes and cabinets in his room, accompanied by a young female voice.

Rong Jingyu's face sank instantly, and he dropped the step that stayed where he was, and ran to the house anxiously-

When she returned home, she handed over the purple clay pot given to her by her husband and brought it back to the Summer Palace. Rong Jingyu didn't care about the rest of the things, but this pot was a gift left to her by Mr. when he was leaving, and there must be nothing to do.

The door of the house was open, and what was happening inside was visible from the outside, and Rong Jingyu saw with sharp eyes that her purple clay pot was in the hands of a girl in silver and red clothes at this moment, and the girl was raising her hands high, about to smash it.

"Stop!"

Rong Jingyu's pupils shrank sharply, and he rushed forward without hesitation!