Like the palace-colored begonia flowers in the yard, they are the kind that are stained with blood, and the beauty is moving, and they can't bear to destroy it.

I saw her gently brushing the dusty skirt like brushing away the ashes covering her heart, and said, "Second uncle, what if Zhu'er is not satisfied?" ”

Gong Changqing became more and more displeased, frowned and said, "Did you say that if you don't leave, you won't leave?" There's no such thing as a sinister like you speaking here. ”

Gong Manyu looked at Gong Changqing's face word by word, Gong Manyu almost wanted to laugh, she should be obediently bullied by such a family?

Do they deserve to be calculated? Deserve to be their pawn?

No, in this life, she will not be stupid enough to fall into their trap, she will not be slaughtered like in her previous life, and in the end she will die without a place to be buried, she will never sit still!

The old lady of the palace made her a little disappointed, but it is normal for people, but this family, the devil who eats meat and does not spit out bones, she will definitely not let them have a good time!

Gong Qingrou couldn't wait, and jumped out and said aggressively: "Eldest sister, you better be honest, unless you sincerely want to kill the whole family!" ”

As soon as she finished speaking, she suddenly looked at Shanggong Manyu's sharp eyes, and somehow trembled for a while, which was the instinctive fear and admiration in her bones.

How could Gong Manyu not know that the little guy who frequently went to Prince Heng's Mansion to deliver messages in the past few days, she had seen it in her previous life, and she remembered it once she saw it, but she didn't expect her to be so energetic when she was used as a knife.

Gong Man said softly: "You say, I am a broom star, a bad star, and my mother is a fox spirit." ”

After speaking, she smiled, "Father and mother? ”

"My mother is so good, and her spirit has been getting better and better recently, how can she be restrained? And if it weren't for the vixen that the Taoist chief said was just talking? Splashing dirty water? How could a vixen be such a broom star of mine? As for Father, do you know who my father is? ”

Gong Manyu pressed step by step, looking at Daoist Mao sitting there, his eyes were cold, and his words were beautiful.

Daoist Mao was shocked by her cold eyes, and unnaturally took two steps back, and a piece of rice paper fell out of his sleeve.

Gong Manyu's eyes lit up, and he was protected by the Mao Taoist priest before he snatched it.

"Poor Dao doesn't open the river, this is your eight characters, your eight characters are originally evil, and it is very dangerous, if you don't get rid of you, the family will be restless, and the whole family will be killed!"

Mao Daochang's chiseled appearance, the last one of the old lady of the palace was also broken.

For the sake of the entire palace, even if she is reluctant, then she will have to give up Gongmanyu.

"Eight characters? Why is my eight characters in your hands? Gong Man's eyes were cold.

Mao Daochang came to the spirit, picked out the eight-character beard one by one, and said with extremely proud eyes: "What is here in the poor road, does the poor road still need someone to write the eight characters to the poor road?" Naturally, it is calculated by the poor Dao himself, and the evil qi is born from you, as long as you are eliminated, this palace will rise steadily in the future, and there will be no more problems."

"Daoist Mao is so confident, then let Zhu'er die in the Ming Palace, take out the eight characters calculated by the Dao Chief, and see if this Dao Chief's calculation is accurate?"

Gong Man's words were tight, and Gong Qingrou stood up and said extremely refreshingly: "Okay, Daoist Mao is a respected Daoist, and he will definitely not make mistakes, since you want to die, then I will satisfy you." ”

Gong Qingrou personally took the folded rice paper from Mao Daochang and handed it to Gong Manyu, without unfolding it.

Gong Manyu smiled lightly, and when he received the rice paper, he hooked his fingers, and in the blink of an eye, he pulled out a rice paper of about the same size from the other cuff and unfolded it, only glanced at it, and suddenly laughed, the smile was like a gorgeous begonia flower slowly blooming at night, blooming a petal that was as red as blood, and the light was extremely dazzling: "Returning to my grandmother, this is not my granddaughter's birthday." ”

"Impossible! Eldest sister, stop quibbling, isn't this eight characters yours or mine? Gong Qingrou retorted firmly, but as soon as the words came out, she saw that the smile on Gong Manyu's face was even brighter, and the brilliance was a little weird.

I saw that Gong Manyu looked at her, and her pink lips closed one by one, "The second sister is really like a god, these eight characters are indeed yours." ”

"Fart! These eight characters are obviously yours, how can they be Rou'er! Yu finally couldn't sit still, so he immediately jumped up, pointed at Gong Man and scolded.

"Second daughter-in-law!" The old lady of the palace already felt guilty about Gong Manyu, and at this time, the Yu family said such unbearable words in public, and immediately turned her face.

Yu Fang was a little excited, came back to his senses, and hurriedly smiled, "Zhu'er, can't you tell the difference between your eight characters?" Is it possible for such a highly respected Taoist priest to be mistaken? ”

"Yes, Daochang Mao is indeed highly respected, and he will definitely not be mistaken." Gong Manyu hooked his lips and smiled, but his clear eyes were directed at the old lady seat.

"My grandmother is the most convincing, and I also know the eight characters of the people in the house, but these eight characters are really not mine, and I ask my grandmother to help my granddaughter see it."

As he spoke, he cautiously took it to the old lady of the palace.

Yu's eyebrows jumped suddenly, feeling that something was wrong, and hurriedly glanced at Gong Changqing on the side.

Although Gong Changqing felt inexplicable, he still subconsciously stood up to pick it up, but was taken by Mrs. Gong's personal mother, Mother Zhang.

"Cut, isn't it just a figure-of-eight, anyway, those cats are dead in her yard, it's better to get out of such a mourning star." Gong Changqing touched his nose a little embarrassed, and said angrily.

The old lady glared at Gong Changqing fiercely, and then unfolded the rice paper and looked at it.

At this glance, it was decided, but her brows were tightly locked, with a hint of strangeness on her face: "This is indeed not the eight characters of the big girl, she is the birthday of June in the year of Bingchen, this is the year of Ding Si, it looks ...... It's the eight characters of the second girl! ”

What the?! As soon as he said this, everyone's faces changed drastically.

Gong Qingrou immediately stood up and gasped, even Yu's face was stunned, and her fingertips trembled, how could this be?! This bureau was carefully laid out by them, and there are no loopholes, how can this be? Something must have gone wrong!

Gong Manyu listened to it, and covered his lips in surprise: "Is it really the second sister's eight characters?" ”

She glanced at Yu's face and smiled coldly in her heart.

What do you think? Her good aunt never dreamed that she would think of Bazi because of the black cat corpse that day, right? She had Gong Qingrou's birthday eight characters ready on the paper, in order to fight against the water.

For this plan, Gong Manyu only had to think about it a little to know that it was planned by the two people from Prince Heng's Mansion, and the Yu family and Gong Qingrou were just treated as swordsmen.

However, he won't forgive them just because they were used as a sword, since you have carefully set up a game, wouldn't it be too sorry for you if you don't make good use of it?