"Her words and deeds were all instructed by Ben Fujin to do them, and they were done by Ben Fujin!"

At this time, Sifu Jin Yixian had already walked to the side of the rice cake and glared at Tong Jinxian with a displeased face.

The movement at the entrance of Baylor House was too great, and there were already many people gathered nearby to watch the excitement.

Tong Jinxian had an idea and thought about it.

"Woooooo Sister Fujin, the concubine didn't lie, where did the concubine do wrong? ”

"Nian's family is just a slave, the concubine's mother's family is not qualified to come to the mansion so swaggeringly, her family of a slave dares to make trouble outside the mansion, if Fujin is not severely punished, the concubine will not accept it!"

Nian Yaoyue lowered her eyes and was silent, she heard whispers in the crowd, she heard mongrels, evil seeds, wild seeds, and any mother has a child.

She was trembling with anger, and finally took a deep breath and rushed to the fourth master.

"The child in the womb of the slave is the flesh and blood of the master! Master, are you right? She mustered up her courage and carefully gently tugged at the corner of the fourth master's clothes.

How long has it been since I've seen Nian gently tugging at his sleeve?

At this time, Yinzhen's dark and deep eyes also had a dark luster.

The fourth master didn't speak for a long time, and Nian Yaoyue raised her eyes aggrievedly and looked at him speechlessly.

At this time, the air condensed into ice, as if the air could be cut open with a knife.

He saw that Nian's eyes were full of moisture, a little tear, and he was weak and wounded.

"Naturally, it's the blood of the master!"

In just seven words, he seemed to have exhausted his life's strength, and when it came to the last word, his tone was extremely light and light, and his face did not have the warmth of being a father, only slightly raised his eyebrows.

At this time, Tong Jinxian was so shocked that she covered her mouth and looked at the fourth brother in disbelief.

She knew that in today's game, she had lost again.

"Did you hear it, the four Baylors all said that it was his blood, and you must apologize! You apologize to my sister! ”

Everything about his sister on weekdays, Nian Qianyao has to fight to win even if he loses, but now that he has taken the reason, he can't let his sister be wronged.

"Fujin, you will deal with the affairs of the back house, and the master will handle official business!" After Yin Zhen coldly dropped this sentence, he turned around and disappeared.

"Sister, look at it, how can you slander the royal blood? This is a capital crime, or let's go to the Lord Banzai to judge it."

Wulanala Yixian took Chang Fujin's elegant and generous demeanor, and said with a smile.

"Fu Jin, the rumors stop at the wise, and the slave believes that the side Fu Jin was also deceived and misled by the villain, and it must not be intentional." Nian Yaoyue used her eyes to signal Yi Xian to rest and calm down.

Today's thing is that she used her past feelings to coerce the fourth master, and for the sake of her reputation, the fourth master has suppressed his anger and swallowed his anger and said something against his will.

She seemed to win, but she lost miserably.

After sending away his parents and brothers who were worried about him, Sifu Jin Yixian accompanied Nian Yaoyue back to the nameless courtyard.

"Rice cakes, this terrible day is too difficult, let's go.." Yixian said bitterly.

"No, no matter how sad it is, I'll get through it." Nian Yaoyue hooked her lips and smiled bitterly, hugging the gift given by her mother's family into her arms and clenching it tightly.

....

In the study, Yinzhen leaned on his back on the Taishi chair, knowing that he shouldn't, but he still fell into Nian's eyes again, and his eyes were more than ten thousand years, as if he was living for so long.

With a light sigh, he grabbed a book in his hand.

I looked at the title of the book: Poetry Xiaoya Dress Zhehua.

I flipped through it casually, and finally picked up the brush and circled a word in the four words of gentleman Yizhi very casually.

"Tell Nian, Fuyi, it was the name that the master gave to the child."

Su Peisheng opened his mouth in surprise, according to the characters set by Kangxi, the elder brothers of the lord are all Hongzi.

But the master didn't let the seventh elder brother of the Nian clan sign the Hongzi generation, isn't this a disguised refusal to admit that the seventh elder brother is the heir of the master?

Suppressing the shock in his heart, Su Peisheng picked up some top-quality cloth jewelry from the master's treasury and sent them to Nian's courtyard.

"Girl. The master gave the name of the seventh elder brother, called. It's called Fuyi..."

Seeing that Nian's face suddenly turned pale, Su Peisheng hurriedly lowered his head, not knowing how to comfort him.

"Thank you, minions, thank you, Lord Belle!"

I only felt a pain in my stomach, and the poor child seemed to know that he Ama did not recognize his identity, resisted his existence, and even wanted to strangle him in his mother's womb.

"Don't be afraid, child, E-Niang likes you, E-Niang loves you, be good, don't be sad..."

She choked up and reached out to gently caress her stomach and comforted softly.

.....

In the side Fujin courtyard, at this time, Tong Jinxian's maid's face was covered with bean-sized cold sweat, and when Fang Fujin was in a bad mood, he would use some silent means to torture people.

At this time, the maid Juqing's whole body was trembling with fear and pain, and her wrist was being pierced by Fang Fujin with an inch-long silver needle.

"Slut, damn slut! Why aren't you dead yet! Tong Jinxian muttered a curse in her mouth.

"Side Fujin, Fujin sent someone to send a box, saying to return your original things"

Tong Jinxian poked the silver needle in her hand into Ju Qing's arm, got up and walked to the courtyard.

But when she saw a red half-human tall wooden box lying across the courtyard, she slowly walked to the wooden box, her heart full of doubts.

When she opened the box, she only stared at her eyes in surprise at first, but she was only surprised, without a trace of trepidation.

Inside the box lay a dead man with his mouth stitched together with needles and threads.

The dead man who didn't blink his eyes was the rough maid Honeysuckle in the courtyard of Changfujin.

Honeysuckle went to report to Nian Yaoyue today, but as a result, he would have become an exposed outcast, and there was nothing to regret.

"Come on, carry this box to a mass grave and bury it!"

At this time, in the courtyard of Changfujin, Wulanala Yixian was wandering back and forth in the room anxiously, she couldn't let the rice cakes be consumed here with a big belly.

Tong Jinxian can insert eyeliner into her yard, although she is only a rough slave on the periphery, but it is difficult to guarantee that she will one day unknowingly place people by her side.

Rice cakes are an indifferent character that does not fight or grab, and if you don't fight or grab, you can win the favor of the lord, and it will make the women in the backyard like a great enemy.

If she is serious about competing for favor, wouldn't she want to spoil the back house?

"Don't be swaying, what a big deal, aren't you just worried about the rice cake mother and child? You go to the Forbidden City to find Concubine De, she is the child's grandmother, and she will definitely take care of the rice cake mother and child."

Guo Luo Luo Zhiqing rubbed her eyebrows, she was almost dizzy by Yixian.

Now Concubine De Niangniang is thick, as if she has the potential to favor the harem.

Those who can live comfortably in a place like the Forbidden City that eats people and does not spit out bones are human spirits, how can they let rice cakes suffer?

"Okay, well, while it's not dark yet, I'll go to Yonghe Palace, if Concubine De is willing to treat rice cakes well, I will really treat her as my mother-in-law in the future, and honor her old man."