"How can this be true? You-" The little palace maid beside Pu Jia was so angry that her eyes were red.

Madame Qin and the maids and maids were all indifferent, as if it was a very common thing for the groom not to come to the church, and it was not worth making a fuss about it at all.

The little palace maid stomped her feet heavily and cried: "Princess, let's go, let's go!" ”

Pu Jia grabbed her hand and shook her head.

The previous woman was not afraid at this time, and jumped up vigorously to block the way of the two: "Princess, the slaves below are not sensible, aren't you also ignorant?" ”

"Don't worry," Pu Jia smiled coldly at her, "Princess Ben has never been concerned with dog minions, so your head will probably be able to keep it today." ”

The mother-in-law was so angry that her face turned blue, and she was about to be a little majestic, but she was a little worried when she saw the blood in Pu Jia's eyes.

Pu Jia turned her head and bowed slightly to Mrs. Qin: "Since the prince has something to do, this section of the church will be exempted, and it just so happens that I don't like these rambling rules." ”

"It's for the best." Mrs. Qin smiled at her, then turned back and instructed the maid: "Take the princess back to the room to settle down, and even the people who serve around her have instructed her not to slack off." ”

The maid walked out in response, and Pu Jia also instructed the little palace maid: "Liu'er, you go and put the people and dowry we brought in clearly." Remember to restrain the people below and don't cause trouble. ”

The little palace maid instinctively bent her knees and answered "yes", straightened up and was stunned for a moment: "Princess, the slave maid's name is 'Jiaohong', not 'Liu'er'." ”

Pu Jia was stunned, her heart throbbed, and she seemed to hear the girl's terrible cry again.

After a while, she snorted coldly as if nothing had happened, with an impatient expression: "From now on, you will be called 'Liu'er', do you have any objections?" ”

The little palace maid trembled in fright, and hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed: "The slave doesn't dare!" Thank you for the name! ”

Pu Jia picked her up casually, patted her on the shoulder with pretended seriousness, and turned to follow the maid away.

The little palace maid watched her walk away, and her round little face wrinkled into a bitter gourd: "At a young age, my memory is getting worse and worse, how can this be good!" ”

Pu Jia followed the maid all the way and walked silently, without asking anything.

Why are there no lanterns in the courtyard, why is there no wedding banquet in the flower hall, and why are the servants serving in the house not even tied with red silk...... She already knew the answers to these questions.

Where Zhong Liang is at the moment and why she can't come out to worship in the church, she also knows the hidden situation very clearly, and she doesn't need to bother to ask others at all.

The little maid didn't expect this princess to be so easy to dismiss. She tensed her spirit all the way and didn't dare to speak, and she breathed a sigh of relief until she sent Pu Jia into the bedroom: "Please take a break here for the princess, and tell the girls outside if you have something." ”

Pu Jia looked up at the plain white gauze tent in the room, and frowned slightly: "This is your son's room?" ”

The maid bowed her head and replied "yes", her voice trembling a little.

It's not that she is bold enough to make her own decisions, it's just that there is no new house in the house, except for Yanhui Hall, where Zhong Liang lives, she really doesn't know where else to send Pujia.

Pu Jia didn't intend to embarrass the little girl, so she waved her hand impatiently after looking at it twice: "You go down." ”

The maid was pardoned, and she didn't even dare to say a superfluous word, so she hurriedly bowed and walked out with her sweaty back.

Pu Jia sat down on the edge of the bed, looked down and saw a knife handle peeking out from under the pillow, so she pulled it out casually and clutched it tightly in her hand.

When the maid saw it from the window, she was so frightened that she forgot the rules of the house, turned around with a white face and ran away.

Pu Jia was unaware of the movement outside. She just held the short knife and looked at it over and over until the copper scabbard was a little hot, and she finally mustered up the courage to pull out the blade with both hands.

The sharp blade in front of him shone coldly, and at first sight, he knew that it was a treasure knife with hair and broken hair.

The blade of the knife is as bright as snow, and there is a zigzag ancient character on both sides of the front and back near the handle of the knife, one side is "Pu", and the other side is "Jia".

Purple leaves.

Pu Jia rubbed those two words, squinted her eyes and smiled lightly at the unfamiliar face reflected on the blade: "I'm back." ”

Zhong Liang, I'm back.