"You know that you can't have children, and you don't dare to take concubines, for fear that others will laugh at you, so you raised me outside the house and didn't dare to let me see the light. I was fed up with other people's guidance and asked you for a name, so you gave birth to such a plan, let me pretend to be pregnant, and find the Hou Mansion.

Originally, I just thought it was to prove that you are a man, but who knows that it is harboring evil intentions, in order to have an heir, so that you can have the capital to compete for the position of the son of this world. ”

Xiangzhi took out all Shi Mingze's old bottoms, and there was nothing left.

Now that Hou Ye wanted to cover up, it was useless, he sighed and staggered back two steps, as if all his strength was instantly withdrawn.

Shi Mingze stepped forward on his knees, hugged his legs, and begged in a wailing voice: "Father, help, the child is just a thought, I was wrong, I was wrong!" ”

Hou Ye raised his hand high, but he fell down dejectedly, weak and weak: "Son, son, that's your eldest brother!" ”

"But the child is also his father's biological son, just because he is the eldest brother, so the Hou Mansion will be his in the future, everything is his, and I have nothing! I'm not reconciled! ”

The eldest princess sighed lightly: "Master Hou, this palace understands your feelings, and you have just suffered the pain of losing your son, so even if Ming Ze commits the most heinous crime, you don't want to lose this only son again." However, my granddaughter was widowed at a young age, and my great-grandson had no father at such a young age, so I asked Master Hou to understand my feelings as a grandmother. ”

At the end of the point, with the guards behind him, he turned around and left.

Hou Ye closed his eyes, let the old man cry, and finally gritted his teeth, and commanded with hatred: "Come on, tie up this rebel and hand it over to Dali Temple for disposal!" ”

The subordinate stepped forward, ignoring Shi Mingze's struggle and central advice, and tied him up firmly.

The old lady also sighed: "Xiuyun, follow your mother back to the house." ”

Xiuyun stood motionless, also with tears in her eyes: "My daughter is a member of the Shi family, how can I go back to the Earl's Palace?" ”

"Can there still be a place for you in this Hou Mansion now? Do you still want to keep a festival for this kind of beast? ”

"The water spilled by the married daughter, the daughter has nowhere to go, only the monk is a nun, and the green lantern is an ancient Buddha." Xiuyun said calmly.

Leng Qinghuan, who was lying on the roof, almost wanted to jump up, pointing at Xiuyun's nose and scolding. After all, she is only less than thirty years old, and many people in modern times have not yet married, so she is so disheartened that she wants to bury her life. What kind of thoughts have been instilled in her head since she was a child?

The man has three wives and four concubines, and the woman, who is as noble as this princess, has lost her husband, and she has to guard the child, facing a cold tablet, and she has survived. What kind of world is this?

Partial, there was silence around, except for the old lady, who was so sad that her heart was like a knife, no one spoke out to persuade her. Does everyone think that such a fate is the right choice for a woman who has lost her husband?

Seeing Shi Mingze's evil retribution, Leng Qinghuan, who was so excited that he was depressed for a while, and he no longer had the mood to watch the excitement, so he turned his face and asked Murong Qi: "Are you leaving?" ”

Murong Qi didn't speak, just grabbed her waist, took her up and down a few times, and landed outside the Hou Mansion. Then the two silently returned the way they came, and got into the carriage.

The carriage drove away slowly, and Murong Qi felt that such a taciturn Leng Qinghuan was not fun at all, although many times, he hoped that she would shut up.

"What's wrong? Dumb? ”

Leng Qinghuan teased his eyelids, but didn't return his mouth, the whole person was wilted, like a frosted eggplant.

Murong Qi lifted the curtain of the car window, the carriage was passing through the downtown area, all kinds of shouts came and went, and the aroma of all kinds of food mixed permeated the market. There is a smell that stands out, and people can't help but search for the place from that smell in an instant.

Stinky tofu.

The peddler's burden, one stove and the other, heated the oil, threw the black, moldy, stinky tofu into the boiling oil pot, tossed it twice with a ruler-long bamboo chopsticks, fried it until the skin was bulging, and then fished it out and threw it on the oil grate above the oil pan.

After controlling the oil, put it in a bowl, pour the juice, sprinkle with green onion and coriander, and hand it to the waiting child.

The child took a deep breath, inhaled the worm-like snot into his stomach, and then tied it with a bamboo skewer and enjoyed eating.

Murong Qi twisted his face and asked Leng Qinghuan: "Have you ever eaten stinky tofu?" ”

Leng Qinghuan was stunned, this is probably the first time the two of them have gossiped about homely things, right? She glanced at the bazaar and pouted, "It smells like dung." ”

Murong Qi's face suddenly fell, which reminded him of the poisoning of puffer fish in the Earl's Mansion last time. This woman is a pot that can't be opened.

He closed the curtain with a "swish": "Your mouth is like stinky tofu." ”

Leng Qinghuan saw that he was in a bad mood, and the depression in his heart was suddenly swept away.

As a doctor, she rarely eats this kind of junk food, but a colleague who is good with her has a soft spot for steamed buns and stinky tofu, after dragging the egg liquid and frying it, dipping it in the spicy lobster soup, hiding in the corridor outside the door to eat, it is said to be fragrant and smelly, numb and spicy, and the mouth is jumping, super exciting.

She hadn't tasted it, and she couldn't even stand the taste, but now that she thought about it, she was a little nervous, and they all said that the taste of pregnant women was different, sure enough.

She said briskly: "But I heard that it tastes very fragrant, just like snail noodles." ”

Murong Qi suddenly became interested again: "Stop." ”

The driver stopped the car. Murong Qi leaned out and ordered, "Go buy a stinky tofu." ”

The driver felt that he had heard something wrong and did not move.

Leng Qinghuan also felt that Murong Qi ate stinky tofu, and this picture was a bit disobedient: "Are you sure you want to eat stinky tofu in such a noble and luxurious carriage?" ”

Murong Qi glanced at her: "Is it possible to eat on the street?" ”

It's really like this, this guy is so admired and respected, if he is recognized, he shouts at his throat, it doesn't look good.

Only then did the coachman determine that his noble master really wanted to eat stinky tofu. Obediently got out of the car, and came back with a bowl after a while, stretched his arms long, held his breath, and handed it to Murong Qi.

Suddenly, a stinky smell in the carriage suddenly emanated domineering and strong.

Murong Qi held it in his hand, and he didn't know how to say it for a while, so he handed it to Leng Qinghuan: "Taste it?" ”

Leng Qinghuan was a little disgusting when he smelled it. The little appetite that had risen just now because of curiosity suddenly disappeared. Cowering back: "Eat it yourself, it stinks." ”

Murong Qi turned around twice in his hand, picked up the bamboo skewer on it, and was a little suspicious, this thing really looks like what Deputy General Yu said, so delicious? It doesn't seem to have much appetite.

Leng Qinghuan covered his nose, waited to see his jokes, and urged repeatedly: "The carriage is smelly, and it makes me sick to my stomach when I smell it." I don't believe you dare to eat. ”