Chapter 23 No rights

Shen Fujun felt heartache for the first time. Baidu search txtjia .com before, there would also be women who were used to vent their physical needs, but each of them took the initiative to seduce Gong Shao, and once they needed to be relieved, the palace ministers would give them a sum of money to let them get out of the palace.

But the woman in front of her ...... turned out to be Mrs. Gong!

Shen Fujun took a deep breath and calmed down. "If you don't have anything to do, I still have to go to see the old lady of the palace family."

It doesn't matter, she doesn't care about how many women there are in the palace, as long as she is the last one who stays in the palace family! The current Gong family, which one can leave him? She's going to be the one who has the last laugh!

"Oh, no." Jiang Qiaoer shook his head. Just as Shen Fujun was about to leave, she suddenly said, "Can you not drug me?" "The word drug is so awkward!

But it's better to be awkward than to be tossed by a demon every day and not even notice it!

"This, xt family novel network txtjia .com palace is less to say." Shen Fujun chuckled, just because she still wanted to order herself!

"I'll get the palace minister to agree." Jiang Qiao'er smiled: "You help me say hello to grandma." ”

When she was a child, Jiang Qiaoer also had her own grandmother, and she liked that the wrinkles on her grandmother's face were calm and peaceful. Even with Aiwu and Wu, he felt that the grandmother of the Gong family must be a kind person.

Shen Fujun smiled and glanced at Jiang Qiao'er, who was sitting on the ground, and turned to leave.

Just by her, she still wants to order Gong Shao. What stupidity!

The moment Shen Fujun turned around, Jiang Qiaoer looked at Aunt Zhen with a resentful expression: "This skirt is too ugly." Baidu search (txt home/\small/\say/\net.) You give me a more comfortable one. ”

Aunt Zhen is embarrassed, where is it too ugly, it's just that you feel uncomfortable.

"Madam, this is the clothes specially prepared by Gong Shao." Gong Shao's eyes are obviously very good-looking!

Shen Fujun, who was walking at the door, still heard the conversation inside the door, and her originally indifferent face was instantly replaced by hatred.

Be sure to drive her out of the palace house!

Aunt Zhen looked at Jiang Qiao'er, whose expression was not inferior to constipation, and said softly: "Madam, go to dinner?" ”

Ga? Dine? Yes, yes, yes! Eat first!

"Good!" Jiang Qiao'er got up with the support of Aunt Zhen, and had to move forward with small steps due to the restrictions of her skirt.

The dinner table was already full of food. Every maid who passed by Jiang Qiao'er lowered her head and asked softly: Mrs. is good.

Jiang Qiaoer was stunned by such a lineup.

Isn't this going to be the 'Last Supper'?

Don't worry about it yet! Let's talk about it when I'm full, anyway, now I'm a fish and meat for the knife group, and I can only be bullied by that palace pervert when I'm full!

"My wife ate three bites of this dish last night." Aunt Zhen stood in front of the table, and every time a dish was served, she carefully said how many bites Jiang Qiaoer ate.

"This dish, my wife ate the most last night. However, Gong Shao said that it is better to eat less. Aunt Jane chuckled.

Gong Shao must like his wife! It's just that both of them are too strong. Although the wife looks soft and weak, she is still very tough in her heart, and she hides everything well and does not let others get close.

With Aunt Zhen's words, Jiang Qiao'er's round eyes widened more and more: "Aunt Zhen, do you remember all this?" ”

"Mrs. said that it was funny, these are what Gong Shao remembers, I just said it." Aunt Zhen smiled at the corner of her mouth.

Rise?

What the heck! The palace courtier, that pervert remembers?

Gong Shao said that these were all eaten by his wife last night, and he seemed to like them. At noon, I specially asked the kitchen to make it for my wife. ”

Jiang Qiaoer was completely dumbfounded!

It seems that this palace minister must be very sick! txt House Fiction Network