Chapter Twenty-Eight: Offending Flowers Like Yarn

The Queen Mother said angrily: "Bastard, someone is coming-"

Before she could finish her words, Feng Huang knelt on the ground, "Imperial Grandma-"

Feng Huang's black and white eyes were covered with a layer of gloomy and uncertain light and shadow, and he was like a thick wall, blocking all the disasters for Yu Zhiyan.

The queen mother gradually became like this to her favorite grandson, so she had to suppress the anger in her heart, and said angrily to Yu Zhiyan: "Don't hurry up and roll outside and kneel, the mourning family doesn't want to see you again." ”

Yu Zheyan leaned over and saluted, and then followed the palace maid to kneel outside the hall.

After she went out, the Queen Mother forcibly suppressed her anger: "This is the woman you want to marry, look at what kind of rebellious words this is." Sure enough, there is a father and a daughter, and his father isβ€”"

Feng Huang blinked his eyes and said with a smile: "Grandma Huang, if I marry a daughter of a Houmen, the emperor will be even more jealous of us." ”

The Queen Mother was silent for a long time, and her expression began to have a trace of resentment, "Among all my grandchildren, only you are the best, but you can't inherit the unification." ”

Feng Huang came out of Shoukang Palace, and then in an unobtrusive corner of the courtyard, he saw Yu Zhiyan,

Under the begonia tree, she knelt there, her skirt spread out, and her dark hair was slowly blown by the breeze. The petals fell on her skirt and bun, as if heaven and earth had descended from heaven to earth.

Feng Huang suddenly raised a smile, which made the palace maids who knelt down to ask for peace suddenly turn crimson.

He walked up to her, only to see her kneeling there, with a stick in her hand, and concentrating on stabbing the ant's nest.

She seemed to hear the voice, and when she turned her head to see that it was him, she immediately stretched her eyebrows and smiled, smiling like the most delicate flower, "Feng Huang." ”

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Yu Zheyan was originally in the refreshment room, because he was Feng Huang was going to serve, and suddenly became a celebrity in the Guogong Mansion, and even those first-class maids in the upper room came to Baba's set to inquire about Feng Huang.

She finally got out, and the housekeeper asked her to go to Donglang's room to deliver pastries.

Who knew that she was in the long pavilion, but she happened to bump into Hua Rusha.

Yu Zhiyan keenly felt that she couldn't provoke this woman until now, but as soon as she wanted to turn around, she heard a sarcastic voice, "Yo, this is the smoke that our young master has taken ainto, I'll see what it looks like." ”

As soon as the words fell, I saw a woman wearing flowers and branches, and a pink-faced jade woman walked over, no wonder she was born in a green building, and she was also charming in her steps, and that smile could almost hook people's souls.

Yu Zhiyan only met in a hurry that night, and if you look closely, she really looks half like herself.

Her black and white eyes showed panic, "The slave is stupid, how can the young master take a fancy to the slave." ”

When Hua Rusha saw her face, her complexion suddenly changed: "You really look very similar to me, but I get tired of looking at your face." ”

Yu Zhiyan's face changed as soon as he brushed it, but he was afraid that Gu Jue was annoyed by his own affairs, and the people in the mansion spread it all over, and now this woman didn't think about letting herself go at all.

"You know, where I came from." She gritted her teeth and whispered in Yu Zhiyan's ear, "I'll let you know how those girls in Qinglou were punished today. ”

Yu Zhiyan raised her head, her brows fluttering faintly, but she heard the maid behind her say, "Auntie, I'm afraid the young master will annoy you if he knows." ”

These words were even more exciting, and her face was gloomy, "Come on, give me the clothes for this cigarette." ”