Chapter Ninety-Three: A Beautiful Misunderstanding

Lord Luo: ......

Hehe, you know hehe, hey, if you talk halfway, you will die in a hurry.

Lord Luo asked again, but the fourth prince refused to say anything, only smiled silly, stretched out his index fingers with both hands, and gestured towards him.

It's a pity that Master Mardaharo didn't understand, and he was so angry that he wanted to beat him, but he didn't dare.

The liveliness of the officials in the front yard did not affect Shen Wenjiang who was taking a nap in the backyard.

She didn't close her eyes all night last night, and she was sleepy.

While the adults were going to the feast, she slipped to Mrs. Luo in the backyard.

Mrs. Luo really treated her as a daughter, and busily brought her food, and personally fanned her for a long time when she made up for sleep after the meal.

When she was asleep, he specially instructed the maids and servants to walk quietly, so as not to wake her up.

Let Hualuo, the attendant maid, have nothing to do.

Mrs. Luo accompanied her to do homework.

Hualuo didn't know much, chatted a lot, and fled after a while.

Mrs. Luo couldn't help but sigh.

She already knew from her husband what the master and servant had done, and not only did she not think that she was a very promising child like her husband, but she felt more sorry for her.

Motherless children are bitter.

If her mother was still around, how could she have been raised like this?

This girl must have been led astray by her father.

Men, all their lives, have been dreaming of being promoted and making a fortune, and if they can't do it, they want to rely on their sons.

If you don't have a son, of course, you can count on your daughter.

This girl has become like this, and she still doesn't know how much suffering and how many sins she has suffered behind her back.

That Lord Shen should still be very young, and his wife died, even if he didn't marry and fill the house, he must have accepted a lot of concubines.

If this girl doesn't have some means, where can she live......

Mrs. Luo thought in her heart, so she called the servant woman again and instructed her to invite the master of Yanyunlou to come over, saying that when the girl woke up, she would make a few clothes and so on.

Originally, Shen Wenjiang's food and clothing were taken care of by Yanqiu.

This time Yanqiu didn't follow, and she and Hualuo didn't really travel the mountains and rivers, so Su Ri's clothes were very simple, except for men's clothes, they were some simple plain clothes and plain skirts.

But in Mrs. Luo's opinion, this girl is the age of a flower, and she is so beautiful, she should be dressed up beautifully, and go out to surprise everyone's eyes.

How can the father understand this, and the maid next to her is a weak one, admitting that she calls herself "aunt", where can she still see it, this is not a difficult thing, by the way.

Although Lord Luo is from a poor family and has no family background, this Mrs. Luo is the daughter of a serious rich family, and her mother's family also has thin assets, although it cannot be compared with the Guo family, which was rich and rivaled the country, but it is still possible to maintain an ordinary rich life.

Shen Wenjiang didn't know that she just came to the backyard of the mansion to find a place to have a meal and make up for sleep, but she was made up by Mrs. Luo's brain.

When she woke up in a daze, Lord Luo was accompanying the four princes into the door, and she heard the sound of the two shouting and laughing from afar.

The prince didn't know whether he was in a good mood or bad today, but in short, he let go completely, drank more than them, and was coaxed back to the post house by the envoys and officials.

Lord Luo was going to send it in person, but those officials didn't let it.

Fortunately, the post house is not far from the government office, and it is daylight at this time, with Ji Qing and the officers and soldiers he sent to follow, there is no accident.

The fourth prince never forgot his sister Shen, so he went back to the backyard with Lord Luo.

Seeing her husband and the four princes shoulder to shoulder, it was a thrilling walk.

Mrs. Luo hurriedly greeted him.

Here, the flowers are waiting for their own girls to wash.

When she came out after washing, the prince smiled and squinted at her, "Hehe, Sister Shen, I have good news for you, do you want to hear it?" ”

Shen Wenjiang's face showed disdain: What good news can you have? A little kid.

Unexpectedly, the next words of the fourth prince completely slapped her in the face.

I only heard the fourth prince burping and stumbling: "It's the third brother, the third brother is coming to Qizhou!" ”

Shen Wenjiang was stunned, almost suspecting that he had misheard.

"How do you know?"

The fourth prince half-covered his mouth, his face full of mystery, "Ji Qing told me secretly, he never tells lies." ”

Before Shen Wenjiang could react, Lord Luo, who was standing beside the fourth prince, widened his eyes, "Third brother, the third brother of His Royal Highness is-"

If it is judged according to common sense, the third brother of the fourth prince should also be a prince. However, the Daqian royal family has always been male and female, only by age. Even local officials such as Lord Luo know that the third in line among His Majesty's children is a princess, and her biological mother is Concubine De.

What about this third brother......

He had heard the Four Princes talk about it more than once.

Could it be ......

He had a vague guess in his mind.

Shen Wenjiang couldn't help but feel a burst of ecstasy in his heart, and then he jumped wildly, even if he covered it up well, he couldn't help but show a little anticipation on his face, "Then when will he arrive?" ”

The fourth prince shook his head, "I don't know." ”

Mrs. Luo had already heard the taste, and the expression on her face could not be described as excited.

Women are always more sensitive and sensitive than men in these matters.

She had already guessed that the Ji family erlang, who was married to Shen Yatou, was not a side branch, not a concubine, but the concubine of the Zhennan Hou Mansion, and the son of the Ji family who was canonized by His Majesty.

The Hou Mansion of Zhennan has always been close to the royal family, and Mrs. Li and Concubine Hui, the biological mother of the four princes, are sisters of the same clan.

Therefore, it is understandable that the fourth prince called Ji Shizi the third brother.

I didn't expect this girl to have such a blessing!

She couldn't wait to share the shocking news with her husband, and she gave him several glances.

Lord Luo didn't pay attention to it, muttered something in his mouth, and helped the fourth prince, who was also walking and floating, to slowly go to the wing room.

At this time, Mrs. Luo couldn't hold back any longer, pulled her to the side, and asked in a trembling voice: "Is it really the Hou Shizi of Zhennan who is married to you?" ”

Shen Wenjiang was stunned.

I don't understand how Mrs. Luo has such an idea?

She wanted to, but was she qualified?

If she is really the daughter of Thorn Shi, she may still have a chance to work hard.

But she's not.

Only Lord Xiao Luo wrote a letter to ask, and Shen Lu might tell him the secret about the relationship between the two.

Or wait for him to help him rescue the old lady's daughter, and then Shen Lu may kill himself......

Mrs. Luo waited for a long time, but before she could get an answer, her heart sank a little.

She knew it couldn't be.

However, Shen Wenjiang said at this time: "It's really true or not, I don't know, I only heard my father occasionally talk about it, my mother was once the maidservant next to Mrs. Li." ”

This is actually Shen Yu's mother.

Well, her mother, too.

The reason why Shen Yu lived in the Hou Mansion and received such thoughtful care was naturally because Mrs. Li had a deep relationship with her mother's master and servant.

In a panic at the moment, he used her identity to make up for it.

If she had known that what she had said at the beginning would have been forced like this by Mrs. Luo, she would not have said it.

Now, the more you draw it, the darker it gets.