Guo Zhun looked at the eldest princess.

The two straight lines of sight seemed to carry the darkness and darkness of the night, and little by little, they became cold.

In fact, not only his eyes, but his whole face and whole person are changing.

The change is indescribable, yet palpable to the naked eye. Like a dusty mirror, it is slowly polished and washed, so that the eyebrows, eyes, forehead, lips, limbs, waist, body, every hair, every vein, from the blur of the past to the clarity of the present.

Clear and distinct.

He looked at the eldest princess as if he were looking at a stranger.

Or perhaps, in the past ten years, they have never been familiar with it at all.

"Your Highness is admirable. But I don't know anything, with such a noble character as His Royal Highness, why did he be willing to be lowly and have no harmony with me in the first place? He asked.

A very low voice, gentle and clear, green as a young man's eyes, as if with the initial curiosity about this earthly world, issued the most incomprehensible question in the depths of his heart.

"Guo Ruzi is my daughter, if His Highness thinks she is not noble enough, then I, as her father, will also be cheap, dirty, and pickled, right?" He said again, smiling lightly.

The smile is relaxed and handsome, and it seems that he has finally put down the heavy load that has been burdened for a long time and has been backlogged for a long time.

At that moment, the beauty he burst out was so dazzling, even more dazzling than the beauty that Guo Wan bloomed just now.

If there are outsiders here, they will definitely be able to find that at this time, he and Guo Wan, who was laughing just now, are so similar to ten points, so that people can see at a glance that they are relatives with a very close blood relationship.

The eldest princess turned her head to look at him, and on her pale face, the blood was rapidly fading, and in the end, only a miserable white remained.

She never imagined that this man, who had never dared to dance his sword in a no-man's place, stabbed at the corner where he could only turn around, and did not even dare to shout, would one day stab her with his tongue as a knife and his words as a sword, and stabbed her to the skin again and again.

Her lips trembled, and gradually, the tremor spread all over her body, and even her hair trembled lightly under the shadow of the lamp.

Guo Zhun flicked his sleeves, raised his head slightly, looked at the chaos beyond the candle halo, and a gentle smile flowed in his clear eyes:

"Back then, His Royal Highness wore heavy makeup, drugged and seduced, and took advantage of my drug seizure to sleep with me and achieve ugly things. Afterwards, His Highness took the flesh and blood in his womb and threatened me with the life of my eldest daughter, and forced me to live or die. Then, His Royal Highness, who is bent on marrying the lowly, dirty, and pickled me, must be a hundred, thousand, and ten thousand times lower than me and my children, isn't it? ”

He smiled, with a face like a jade tree in Zhilan, and a breeze like a bright moon, but the words he said were mean and damaging like a poisonous woman in the inner house, and every word was just poking at the most unbearable and ugly past.

The eldest princess could no longer maintain a sitting position.

The strength of her whole body, all the support she relied on for survival, collapsed at this moment.

She wanted to cry, she wanted to laugh, and then she thought that maybe it would be more appropriate to scream wildly.

However, the feeling of prostration embraced her, and she didn't even have the strength to move a finger, let alone make an expression.

She could only sit stiffly in her chair, casting a trembling, incredulous gaze to the person next to her pillow.

There was a dead silence.

The candle flame flickered, and the veil reflected a faint figure.

Each in its own twist, each in its own weirdness.

Or, to each his own, his own sorrow.

At some point, the moon rose.

The moonlight, which is as quiet as water, is bright and vast, covering the world, as if to wash away all darkness and dirt.

Such a good night, such a good time, there are those who are anxious to pass the Mid-Autumn Festival, they invite three or five friends, or to talk about joy, or to feast in the pavilion, and those who are elegant, or a poem, or a painting, or a couplet for music, not the Mid-Autumn Festival but better than the Mid-Autumn Festival.

To the next day, sure enough, the sky is clear again, at night, a round of full moon shines in the heart of the sky, straight to the people of the city are lively, the people who enjoy the moon and eat wine do not know how many, and the red dust and fireworks can be spread into the blue sky.

The Mid-Autumn Festival banquet in Xingjibo Mansion was noisy until the moon in the atrium, and then it dispersed.

Xing Jibo is really happy today, and the amount of alcohol is a little bigger than usual.

Which man has won three beauties in a row, and the oldest is only nineteen, and the younger one is only fifteen, and they are all beautiful and enchanting, and they can sing and dance, you say, can he not be happy?

What's more, these three beauties are all given by the eldest princess herself, and they can't push or refuse to get rid of them, so they have to "grit their teeth and smile", and no one can find fault with him, let alone say that he is lustful. You say, can he be happy?

So after the feast, Xing Jibo fled quickly, and the direction of his escape was the dwelling of the youngest Meiji.

It seems that the uncle is planning to use his body as a pen to put the allusion of "a pear flower pressing a begonia" into practice.

"It's really an old man." Cheng's half-lying on the stepping bed, full of green silk and only holding a child, facing the sky, if the eyebrows were not full of anger, such a face would still be good-looking.

Xing Duobao's family and Mama Cui were all serving on the side, and Mama Cui advised: "Madame, bear with me, at this time, the child is fresh, and it was given over there, it is not good to have an attack immediately, in the end, this is also the meaning of the eldest princess." ”

"I understand this, my daughter-in-law is angry, and she will block me." Cheng said hatefully, and the resentment in his eyes almost overflowed: "It's just that I'm really panicking in my heart." Where in the world did such a daughter-in-law come from? Thinking of pulling people into public housing? This is something that the barbarian can do, how can she think of it? ”

Xing Duobao's family stared at their toes and didn't say a word, but Mama Cui didn't care about that much, and persuaded softly: "Madame, stop being angry." If you think about it, can't that be a barbarian? is from a small family, but just like that, why should the lady meet them in general? ”

Even the Empress Dowager Xiao was condemned for this.

Cheng's heart felt a little more comfortable, glanced at Xing Duobao's house, and suddenly asked, "What did Xiyuan'er say?" ”

Aunt Liu, also known as Mingxin, now lives in the West Courtyard.

Xing Duobao's heart sank, he bowed his waist busily, and said in a very soft voice: "Mrs. Hui, there is still one last medicine primer, and the house has to do white things." ”

This statement is extremely subtle, but the three people in the room know it.

Cui Mama raised her head slightly and looked around.

The regulation of Cheng's bedroom is very peculiar, but the three rooms are opened into one, and the bed is placed in the middle, not next to the wall or leaning against the window, so some people want to listen to the corner of the wall, and there is nowhere to listen, naturally, it is much more convenient to talk.