"One, although I was born in a Qinglou, I have always been clean, and I think that there are many more dignitaries and nobles I know in Yueniang than you, a daughter who stays at home."

"Second, I took in Xiaoyu to prevent her from being displaced, and now, I naturally have the right to influence her choice."

"Three, if you kill someone, you will have to pay for your life, this is the national law set by Your Majesty, Miss Han, do you think that a murderer can be so pure and noble."

"I didn't kill anyone." This time, Han Zinuo is also obedient, and the voice of retort is a lot smaller, she hates it so much, she obviously didn't do anything, why does everyone look at her, they all look like a murderer.

"Hmph." Yueniang snorted coldly, and her tone was quite disdainful: "No, that's because the little fish has a big life." ”

Han Zinuo knows that now she is wrong to say more. Thinking about her as a daughter in the boudoir, how she fought, this old woman who has gone through the dust.

"Miss Yue, Nuo'er is still young, even if we make mistakes, let's go home and teach a good lesson." Mrs. Han finally couldn't look at it, and glanced at Yueniang with an unkind look.

"A good lesson, Duchess Guo, have you ever thought about how she can ask Xiaoyu's forgiveness for her current temper. If Xiaoyu resolutely doesn't forgive you, do you think you still have a life, go home and train slowly? The corners of Yueniang's lips evoked a mocking smile.

Mrs. Han has always thought she is smart, but now that she meets this woman named Yueniang, she has to bow down from the bottom of her heart. In a short paragraph, she was blocked, no matter how you say it, it is all wrong.

"Miss Nayue, what do you think Mrs. Ben should do now?" Mrs. Korea's mind is quite clear.

"Hehe, the Duchess is polite, as for how to do it, I think the old lady knows better than any of us, the Duchess of the country, it is better to ask the old lady well." Yueniang's eyebrows and eyes were crooked, and she easily threw this question to the old lady.

Yueniang's short words, a clear-eyed person, can also see that she is raising the value of the old lady, while implying that everyone, the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, are not as harmonious as everyone imagined.

The old lady coughed embarrassedly, and her old eyes slowly drifted to Han Zinuo and said: "Nuo'er, when you see Ziyu later, you have to explain clearly why you targeted her, even if you die, you have to kneel and beg Ziyu's forgiveness until she is willing to recognize you as a sister." ”

"Noel understands." Han Zinuo lowered his head and gritted his teeth.

"Wow, it's so lively, Sister Yue, what day is it, why did we come back from a trip and still meet so many guests." As soon as I walked into Haoyue Tower, I saw unfamiliar faces sitting in a room, and I was very puzzled.

There are men and women, young and old. Who the hell are they?

"Daughter, daughter, my daughter." Before Yueniang could answer my words, I watched a middle-aged woman running towards me with joy on her face.

This, what a situation. When am I, have a mother, how I don't know.

I was stunned, and let this middle-aged woman hug me tightly and weep. For a moment, I was so nervous that I forgot to speak.

"Subfish." "Little fish." "Third sister." "Third Miss." One moment ago, in the hall, different voices were ringing in my ears at the same time. I, I'm the peach blossom who recruited that door. At once, so many relatives came.

"This lady, if you hold Ziyu like this, it will hurt her."

Murong Chen walked over and pulled me and the woman away with an easy-going face.

"Excuse me? I'm sorry? The middle-aged woman was frightened and kept saying humility to me and Murong Chen.

Hey, I secretly sighed, thinking to myself, how this woman's behavior looks, a little different from normal people.

Just when I was wondering, Yueniang walked over to me, her eyes swept over the abnormal woman, and explained to me in a whisper: "This lady is the third lady of the Korean duke, and her name is Su Yun. ”

The third lady, Soho, is not Han Ziyu's foolish mother, that is, the mother I will take care of in the future. Heck, it's really hard to find a place to break through the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get there.

I was overjoyed. "Mother." I quickly shook Su Yun's hand and shouted cordially.

"Daughter, daughter, my daughter." When Su Wan saw me calling her mother, she was surprised and happy and hugged me again.

When I called Su Yunniang, I squinted at the owners of those unfamiliar faces, and all of them showed surprised expressions on their faces.

However, I don't know them, and what kind of expressions they have is none of my business.

"Mother, do you know who this is?" I pulled Murong Chen with a smile and introduced Su Yun: "This is Murong, your future son-in-law, from now on, we will live together in Murong's house, okay." ”

I know that Su Wan is a mentally retarded mother, but since I promised the female ghost, I will do it. Treat her like your own mother.

When Su Wan heard my proposal, she first glanced at me in surprise, and then glanced behind her with some cringe.

I followed Soho's line of sight and saw a middle-aged man, staring at me with angry eyes, and the moment I looked up, he quickly changed into a fatherly smile.

Father, bah, bah, bah, how do I use that word. My eyes crossed over to the middle-aged man, and then glanced at the people around me.

This time, very well, their surprised expressions were gone, but they were even more ridiculous, and they all changed their expressions of horror one by one.

Am I that scary? Really?

"Ziyu, I'm your grandmother, do you remember?" A very kind-looking old woman approached me and took my hand.

"I don't remember." I shook my head very dryly and said, "Old lady, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I only remember my mother." ”

The old woman seemed to be choked by my answer, and for a moment, she forgot her words.

"Old Mrs. Han, I'm sorry, Ziyu has amnesia now, and many people, she can't remember anymore." Murong Chen gently explained to Old Madam Han.

"The old body understands." Old Madam Han looked at me with a trace of sentimentality and chagrin.

"Old Madam Han, can I take my mother away." I asked tentatively.

It's just that when Mrs. Han was still struggling with how to answer me, the middle-aged man slowly walked up to me and said decisively: "Su Yun is the wife of the old man, how can she leave the old man and leave the Han Mansion." ”

"You are." The long-looking person looks like a human, how to say it, like a bastard, snarky, and has no good feelings.

"Your father." My father, my bah, your family, how did you kill Han Ziyu, you know better than anyone else. It's all a bunch of wolves in sheep's clothing, not a good thing.

"Uncle, I'm sorry, I don't remember you." I took Su Yun's hand and slowly retreated behind Murong.

Murong Chen looked at my antics with a touch of helplessness on his face, and said to the middle-aged man: "I'm sorry, Han Gong, Ziyu has suffered a heavy brain injury, so she can't be stimulated, if you are really his father, please respect her choice and don't force her, otherwise, it will eventually cause her condition to deteriorate." ”

"When the time comes, the reputation of the father forcing his daughter to die in order to survive is not very good." Murong Chen smiled gently, but what he said poked at the heart of the Korean duke.

I gave a thumbs up to Murong in my heart, he really deserves to be the man I like, good.

"Murong Shizi, you can really laugh." Han Gong laughed awkwardly.

"It seems that the Korean prince doesn't know who is below." A ray of coldness flashed in Murong Chen's eyes.

Han Gong looked at Murong Chen with some embarrassment: "How come, Murong Shizi's reputation for never joking is well known." ”

"Since the Korean prince knows it, he still says so, but he looks down on him, and as the son of a country, he has started a copper smell business." Murong Chen's tone gradually took on a faint sense of alienation.

"Don't dare, don't dare."

I looked at Murong with a deliberately stiff face, I gently leaned over to Murong Chen's side, and whispered: "Murong, don't talk nonsense, what kind of copper business, you are a veritable rich and handsome in my eyes." ”

When Murong heard my words, he turned his head slightly and whispered back to me, "Lie to him." ”

"Murong, you're so bad." I snickered.

"Han Gong, however, you really guessed correctly this time, it's really just a joke, don't you mind." The corners of Murong Chen's lips hooked slightly, and he smiled easily, but how do I look at it, how do I feel in Murong's mind, I guess, I think of some way to help me fix that Korean duke.

Hehe, Murong was brought by me, and he is getting more and more naïve.

"Our family is naturally lively, but I didn't expect this Murong Shizi to be very funny and humorous." The old lady smiled and relieved the siege for the Korean public.

"Yes, Ziyu is a dusty pearl, ordinary ordinary people, I really can't see her good."

"Since the old lady can say this, it seems that she must be a sensible old man."

"Murong Shizi has an overreputation." Old Madam Han said modestly.

"Reputation, the old lady means, you don't understand things as you imagined."

"No, that's not what the old body meant." Murong, it's not good for you to bully an old lady like this.

"Since it's not, then please leave the old lady, leave the third lady, take the rest of the Han Mansion, go back to the Han Mansion, and don't let Ziyu be in a dilemma when he is not in good health."

The old lady's words were put in by Murong one after another.

For a moment, the old lady looked at Murong in a daze and did not speak, and then she reoriented her gaze to me.

I felt a chill in my heart.

What do you want to do, old man?

Before I could figure out what Mrs. Han was going to do, I saw Mrs. Han kneeling down in front of me with a pop.