The champion is generally revised, and even the middle three yuan looks glorious, but in fact, it can't be promoted much, or step by step.

Lu Jinzhao retorted, "Is it okay to be one level higher, looking at how beautiful it is." ”

Gu Huaisheng said: "You think they are all as superficial as you, so they like to show off." ”

"Hey, what does this son like to swagger, I don't like to hear Brother Gu's words, come, as an apology, you can fight with me."

"Don't fight, I've already lost to me twice, it's not fun to fight with you."

"I'm going to go, my last two times were accidents, accidents, now come once, don't believe it once, I will definitely not lose to you."

Lu Jinzhao rolled up his sleeves and rubbed his hands.

The last two times were lost to Gu Huaisheng by one move, and the other time he fled without a fight, he was very aggrieved.

Gu Huaisheng obviously didn't want to fight him, and he worked hard, so he talked about the current situation with His Royal Highness the Prince.

The emperor is old and seriously ill, and he wants to die soon, and when the time comes, it will be the crown prince to inherit the throne.

Before inheriting the throne, he must first expand his power and supporters to ensure that nothing goes wrong.

There is not only King Liang who covets the throne, but the second prince and the fifth prince, who have been silent, are also watching.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince couldn't relax at all.

Lu Jinzhao saw that they were chatting about the government again, and felt bored, so he took a sip of tea, which was bland and tasteless, and there was no wine to drink.

picked up a handful of peanuts and leaned against the window to see if there were any little beauties passing by.

The two of them glanced at Lu Jinzhao at the same time, and then continued to discuss, having no time to pay attention to him.

Anyway, he probably has no hope of changing this problem after he gets married.

The two were chatting and speculating, and out of the corner of Gu Huaisheng's eyes, he suddenly caught a glimpse of Lu Jinzhao staring downstairs in a daze, motionless.

Quite curious, he couldn't help but call, "Brother Lu? ”

Only then did Lu Jinzhao react, hurriedly straightened his posture, unfolded the folding fan with a brush, and shook it gracefully.

It doesn't matter if the weather is suitable for fanning or not.

He raised an eyebrow, blinked, and blew on a strand of broken hair on his forehead.

looks like a cynical child of a family.

Yes, looking at this situation, it is estimated that I saw a beautiful woman downstairs, and I was scratching my head and posing to attract the attention of the beautiful woman.

Gu Huaisheng and the crown prince shook their heads at the same time and continued to discuss.

And the beautiful woman downstairs looked at the person swinging the folding fan upstairs with a serious face at this time, and her eyes were slightly trance.

Tang Yanning has been preparing to move out in the past few days, and found that the new house is much wider than now, so she wants to arrange it well, so she wants to buy a few paintings back first, and buy more bonsai to go back to decorate.

She frowned slightly, and looked up.

At a glance, he was stunned.

It's him.

The memory is a little vague, and Tang Yanning can't remember what kind of person he is for a while.

When he was in the Lu Mansion, he always frowned, looking impatient, and when he talked to Lu Jinhua and Mrs. Lu, the corners of his mouth were always smiling.

The corners of the eyes and eyebrows are disdainful and contemptuous.

Lu Jinhua jumped to his feet every time he was agitated by his attitude, and cursed secretly behind his back, but he didn't have the courage to scold him openly.

Mrs. Lu also hated him very much, and naturally she didn't have a good face every time she met. Unless it was in front of Lu Yuanzheng, he smiled and pretended to be a loving mother.

But she doesn't have a good face, and Lu Jinzhao doesn't have a good face, she doesn't know how to back down at all, her words are sharp, and every time she talks, she will lose face for Mrs. Lu, and she can't maintain her generous image, and she spits out dirty words.

Over time, the mother and son didn't bother to provoke him, anyway, he didn't have much time in the house, and most of them stayed in the barracks.

Or your own house outside.

He didn't have many days in the mansion, and Tang Yanning saw him even less often.

The impression of him seems to be limited to the last meeting. Number Seven

By then, she had been abandoned in the cold for many days.

The aunt in the backyard watched her jokes, and Hu Wan'er set up rules for her every day and made all kinds of difficulties.

Buckles on food, buckles on clothes, and charcoal fires in winter.

Her life is getting worse and worse, even slightly worse than before she got married.

There was no way, she had to grit her teeth and endure it silently.

Who knew that that winter, it was extremely cold, her clothes were thin, and the charcoal fire was insufficient, so she contracted the wind cold.

Shuang'er has been sent away, and none of the remaining handmaidens are serving with their hearts.

She had a fever and chills all over her body.

Her throat was thirsty and smoking, but still no maid came to greet her, and she couldn't find a cup of hot water.

As a last resort, she pulled out a thin autumn cloak and wrapped it in a thin autumn cloak, and wanted to go to the kitchen to find a medicine for herself.

After Hu Wan'er learned about it, she was not allowed, saying that she couldn't prescribe medicine in a mess, and that she needed to let the doctor take a look, and said that she would go to the doctor later, and let her go back to the house and wait.

That's two days.

She was really uncomfortable, top-heavy, and felt like she was going to die.

The NDE felt bad, lonely, helpless, hopeless.

She originally thought that this would be it, just go, go to see her mother, and get rid of all the hardships in this world.

But I remembered the words that my mother held her hand and told her repeatedly before she died.

Mother's little Aning, you must grow up safely and healthily, live well, live well, don't be like a mother, don't go the way of a mother......

At that moment, regret and self-blame flooded her......

Finally, she got up and staggered towards Lu Jinhua's yard.

It's just that she didn't meet Lu Jinhua, but she met Hu Wan'er.

Hu Wan'er was dressed in plum blossom brocade, holding a stove, and surrounded by a group of servants.

She sat proudly on the throne and looked at her with disdain.

Sent her out again in a few words.

Hu Wan'er made up her mind not to invite Lang Zhong to her.

It's best to die of illness so that there is one less person in the backyard.

She was almost thrown out by the maids of the main garden.

Embarrassed, he fell into the cold snow, and his eyes hurt.

Clutching her thin, old cloak, she struggled to her feet and walked out into her yard.

Dizziness hit, and a shadow began to appear in front of her, and she stumbled, and without paying attention, bumped into someone.

The man didn't fall, but she was slumped in the snow, weak, like a porcelain toucher.

She said sorry in a loud voice, and didn't even raise the other party's eyebrows.

She had no strength, really no more.

She could only see the Liuhe black boots outlined in gold silk standing in the snow, gorgeous and complicated, and very precious.

It's a man's boot.

The person who was hit did not blame, nor did he leave, but stood there motionless and looked down at her quietly.

Tang Yanning felt embarrassed inexplicably.

Even today it's embarrassing enough.

She wanted to get up and keep walking, but to no avail.

She hadn't eaten a good meal or drunk a bowl of medicine for too long, and her body had long been empty.

The third time, when she just got up, she fell again......