"I'm still a yellow flower girl." I pouted, glared, and felt like I had nowhere to vent.

"Don't be angry, girl." Murong Chen scratched my nose with his fingers and said with a smile.

"Nasty." I was amused by Murong Chen's words, and I couldn't help but laugh. Big girl, hmph, then I can't call Murong Daddy.

"I just like Ziyu, I hate my appearance, a smile, a pout, a glare, all are so beautiful, impeccable." Why do I always feel that Murong Chen at this moment is so much like a playboy who is molesting women from good families.

"Murong, I didn't expect you to be quite good at flirting with my sister." Forgive me for talking fast again, thinking of something, before my brain had time to filter it, it popped out.

"Flirting girl, what do you mean?" Murong Chen opened his confused eyes and looked at me suspiciously.

"It's just that it's very good at pleasing girls." I explained with a smile.

"Really." Murong Chen looked incredulous.

"Lie to you that you're a puppy." I'm secretly happy in my heart, in fact, the puppy, really, really quite cute.

"I believe in you." Murong Chen suddenly stretched out his hand and hugged me into his arms.

Hanfu

As soon as the Korean prince stepped into the gate of the Han Mansion, he commanded left and right with a serious face: "Come here, invite the ladies in the mansion, the sons, the young ladies, including the old ladies, all to the conference hall." ”

"Yes." A few Xiao Si received the order, and just about to leave to invite someone, Han Gong added anxiously: "If anyone dares to delay time and grind, let her get out of the Han Mansion immediately." ”

"Do you understand?" Han Gong's tone was obviously very irritable.

"Understood, understood." A few Xiao Si bowed respectfully.

Council Chamber

Soon after the Korean Gong sat in the main position, the maids made tea for the Korean Gong very smoothly and placed it on the table.

At the moment, how can the Korean public be in the mood to drink tea. He glanced at the teacup coldly, and said angrily, "Withdraw." ”

"Yes, yes." The maids were very frightened and withdrew the teacups.

After a while, the ladies and ladies in the mansion, the young masters, and the young masters, including the old ladies, all came to the council hall one after another.

Everyone was about to sit on the chairs as usual, when Han Gong suddenly roared angrily and roared: "When death is dying, he only cares about greedy pleasure, and he kneels down for the old man." ”

"I, old woman, do you want to kneel down for you too?" Seeing her son venting her inexplicable anger, the old lady blamed.

"Mother, please take a seat." The Korean public helped the old lady.

After the old lady sat down on the main seat with the support of the Korean duke, in the hall, except for the stupid third lady who knelt honestly, everyone else was you look at me, I look at you, and there is no intention of kneeling.

"What are you all doing there like a stake? Do you want the old man to say it a second time? ”

The anger of the Korean public is even worse.

At this moment, his eyes swept over the honest, kneeling third lady. I couldn't help but feel scarlet in my heart, it was better to be a fool, and when everyone heard this, they all knelt down one after another. Of course, except for Mrs. Wei Xuebi and Miss Han Zinuo.

"Sir, what the hell is going on?" Mrs. Han asked with a worried expression.

"Get on your knees." Han Gong directly slapped Mrs. Han.

"Sir." Mrs. Han was reluctant and knelt down very aggrieved.

Han Zinuo looked at his father, who was angry, and followed Mrs. Han with some fear and knelt down together.

"Xiaoquan, what happened in the court today, you name it, let's discuss the countermeasures together." The old lady asked Han Gong very calmly.

Han Gong stabilized his mood and looked sad: "Mother, do you know that Ziyu's girl is not dead." ”

"Since she is not dead, then take it back, this matter, we can't help her." On the old lady's face, a faint self-reproach appeared.

The third lady kneeling in the hall, when she heard the words Ziyu is not dead, a weak light whistled through her stupid eyes.

"Grandma, father, how could she still be alive when Han Ziyu." Han Zinuo's eyes were full of disdain. Even when she knelt, she straightened her waist, showing her nobility.

The old lady shook her head at Han Zinuo, hoping that she would not speak for the time being.

It's a pity that Han Zinuo was young and vigorous, and he didn't understand the deep meaning of the old lady's shake, and still said to himself: "A daughter born to a fool, even if she doesn't die, there is no need to invite everyone back." ”

"Shut up." Looking at this, his daughter, who was spoiled by him, was so angry that he kicked Han Zinuo directly.

"Master, what are you doing?" Mrs. Han hurriedly got up, picked up her baby daughter Han Zinuo, and yelled at Han Gong: "If the Han Mansion can't accommodate our mother and daughter, we will go back to the General's Mansion." ”

"Hmph, go back to the General's Mansion, do you think that your own death is not enough, and you still want to use the crime of the brother-in-law to drag the General's Mansion and behead the whole house together?"

Everyone in the house, hearing this, was stunned. How serious it is to be copied all over the house!

"What do you mean, sir?" Mrs. Korea, who calmed down, also realized that something was wrong with the form. How could the master have been so angry.

"Your Han family's right to decide life and death will be handed over to Miss Han San, if she forgives you and is willing to return to the Guogong Mansion, your Han family's treatment will be as usual."

"On the contrary, it is to be executed all over the house to set an example."

"Madam, these are the original words of Your Majesty, is it possible that at this time, you still have to play with the temper of your daughter."

"Master, I'm sorry, I didn't know that this matter would make such a big fuss." Mrs. Korea compromised with interest.

At this moment, Han Zinuo finally became smart, she endured the pain in her body, resolutely knelt on the ground, and pleaded: "Father, I'm sorry, my daughter has caused you trouble." ”

Han Gong glanced at Han Zinuo, but after all, he couldn't bear to say, "You get up first." ”

"Yes, father." After Han Zinuo got up obediently, he stood silently with Mrs. Han. And the other ladies in the house, the concubines, and the concubines, none of them dared to stand up without the approval of the Korean duke.

"Your Majesty, how could you be like this, that girl who protects the fish." The old lady's brows furrowed, and she asked thoughtfully.

"The reason for this, my son doesn't know, but I heard from Lou Xiang, Ziyu's girl was favored by God, although she didn't die, she lost her memory, and now she is taken in by the proprietress of Haoyue Building." The Korean generals stated the facts known to the old lady one by one.

"Now the life and death of our Han Mansion are tied to the thought of Ziyu's girl." The old lady quickly summed up the crux of the problem.

"Yes, Mother." Han Gong smiled bitterly and nodded, he didn't know how things had developed to this point.

"In that case, Xiaoquan, I will lead everyone in the Han Mansion with you to go outside Haoyue Tower and kneel down to beg for forgiveness from Ziyu's girl."

The old lady's decision made everyone in the Han Mansion startled, they were used to being high, how could they pull their faces down and kneel in front of the people of the whole city to beg for forgiveness from a concubine.

"Mother." Han Gong also seems to be hesitant. Thinking about his dignified first-class master, how could he kneel down to admit his mistake to a concubine.

"If you can't live, what is the use of this face?" The old lady glared at Han Gong, and said with some hatred.

Xishan Taoyuan

The sisters of Haoyue Tower, the flower appreciation, the poetry of poetry, the play of hide and seek, anyway, they all had a lot of fun.

And among them, Su Xin was the only one, sitting on the stone bench depressed with his head drooping. I still don't forget it in my hand, destroying a freshly picked peach blossom.

Wei Zhaojun looked at the sullen Su Xin, and gradually lost his interest in playing. She sat next to Su Xin and comforted: "Love is a thing that cannot be forced. ”

"I know, I'm just sorry for my son. Childe has always loved girls so much, but in the eyes of girls, there has never been a child. ”

"When the girl was in love with Murong Gongzi, she didn't know how much Gongzi had paid for her, and how much he was silently suffering." Su Xin said excitedly, and his breath became a little unstable.

Wei Zhaojun shook his head, the corners of his lips raised slightly, and asked with a smile: "Ziyu, it's not just Ziyu, right?" ”

Su Xin looked at Wei Zhaojun, silent for a moment, still smiling.

Wei Zhaojun knew that this matter must be implicated in a shocking secret. Since Su Xin didn't want to mention it, she was happy to pretend to be stupid. As for the emotion, it was originally, one was tossing the other.

One is willing to fight, the other is willing to suffer; One has no heart, the other has no regrets.

Liufu

Compared with the Han Mansion, everyone in the Liu Mansion, except for Zheng Li, all of their faces were filled with the joy of regaining their freedom.

"Sir, we're finally free." The flower hazy moon was in Liu Chengde's arms, crying with joy.

During this period of time, Liu Chengde has also slowly recovered from the pain of losing his son. Now, in his eyes, the only thing he values most is the fetus in Hua Haoyue's womb.

This will be the only heir of his Liu family, and what he has struggled for all his life will belong to this child.

"Yue'er, when you give birth to a child, the lord will officially promote your position, and when the time comes, you will be on an equal footing with Zheng Li and share the responsibilities that belong to the wife of the family."

"Thank you, sir." Hua Haoyue rubbed in Liu Chengde's arms and said with a happy face.

"Yue'er is my wife, the mother of my future child, the word thank you shouldn't have come out of your mouth." Liu Chengde doted.

"Yes, sir." Hua Haoyue changed her words very obediently.

On the other hand, Zheng Li, at the moment, she is sitting in the garden of Liufu, looking at a group of roses that are blooming and smirking.

Her mind seemed to be trapped in her own memories.

"Mother, Mother, come with me." Liu Jiyan, who was seven or eight years old, pulled Zheng Li and ran out of the door.

"Yan'er, where are you going to take your mother?" Zheng Li asked suspiciously.