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Sky!

Could it be that the second prince is really just playing with Jingruo?

Tian looked at the pale face of the second master of Song, his heart trembled suddenly, his hands trembled with fright, and a good Ruyao teapot in his hand fell to the ground with a "clang".

The pot of boiling hot tea that had just been poured into the sky poured straight on the instep of Tian's foot, and the surface of his foot immediately became red and swollen.

"Mom!" Tian, who was in pain, jumped to his feet and screamed, his mouth shaking.

But compared to the burning pain in her instep, the pain in her heart was obviously better.

"What did the second prince say?" Tian bared his teeth and jumped to sit on the kang, staring at Second Master Song with unyielding eyes and asking, a layer of fine beads of sweat oozed from his forehead, and at the same time, he held her scalded feet with both hands and blew lightly with his mouth.

The whole person looks like a chrysanthemum essence with a nervous breakdown and old age, and in the eyes of Second Master Song, this chrysanthemum essence is still irritable and stupid, and he can't even hold a teapot steadily.

Second Master Song was bored in his heart and didn't want to say a word to her.

Where is this the demeanor and demeanor that the wife of the Zhenguo Mansion should have, and she is not even as good as the vegetable seller in the vegetable market.

In the event of such an incident, I can't hold my breath, and in the future, when they take the position of Dalang's son, with the virtue of Tian's family, how can they be worthy of the identity of Mrs. Shizi.

The more the second master Song looked at Tian's eyes, the more he felt that the delicate and beautiful looked like a fairy in the sky.

But now Tian is his wife after all, the mother of the second room, and the mother of Jingruo, which is related to Jingruo's happiness in life, and the second master of Song has to endure the irritability in his heart to discuss with Tian.

"When I went, the second prince was not there, and I was entertained by the housekeeper in the house." Second Master Song restrained his greasy heart, and said as calmly as possible, just pushing the teacup in his hand outward as he spoke.

It is estimated that he will not drink water again for the next day or two.

"The housekeeper is very attentive to me, and looking at his appearance, it is probably because of Jingruo's relationship that he slapped me on the horse."

Tian's dead eyes lit up, like a flashbang that suddenly erupted in the dark night, which was particularly dazzling, "In other words, the second prince is happy and quiet?" "Because of the excitement, the voice was a little distorted.

Second Master Song frowned and looked at Tian, you are excited, what a good thing is this!

Sure enough, she is a stupid woman, with long hair and short knowledge.

"Even if the second prince is happy and quiet, this may not be a good match, if he really loves Jingruo, why don't he come to the door to ask for it, but instead do something like that with Jingruo in the downtown area." Second Master Song's voice was slightly angry.

Losing her body before marriage is already a great harm to a woman's reputation, and the second prince still ...... with Jing Ruo at the crowded Lantern Festival, which is simply a hurt plus one!

The corners of Tian's disapproving mouth hooked, and retorted: "Why is it not a good match, I think this family business is very good, you always think about your career, thinking about the rise and fall of the Zhenguo Mansion, why can't you think about Jingruo, the second prince must be really in love with Jingruo." ”

Her voice sounded like a duck with a dumb voice.

What are these words.

The second master of Song was about to die of anger by the Tian family.

How could there be such a stupid person in this world, and how could this person still be his wife?

"Then you say, if the second prince loves Jingruo, why don't you come to the door to propose!" Second Master Song tried his best to restrain the anger in his heart.

"The second prince must have his reasons, what do we want to do so much, when the time comes, just marry the quiet and beautiful." Tian said confidently.

As he spoke, he glanced at Second Master Song, did this old man let the door squeeze today? Why is your brain so unbright?

What a happy event, how could he be as sad as his father.

Blessed to the soul, the second master of Song had an epiphany when Tian looked at him, and he was suddenly so angry that the heavenly spirit cover smoked.

I couldn't hold back the anger in my heart anymore, and pointed to Tian's nose and said, "The girl's name is ruined like this, is this still a good thing?" I think these two princes are clearly ill-intentioned. ”

This matter involves the lifelong happiness of her daughter, and Tian will naturally not give in at all.

With a stiff neck, he said: "Of course it's a good thing, being able to be a princess is not a good thing." Why can the daughter of the big house be the favorite concubine of the Son of Heaven, my daughter can't even be a princess, what kind of heart do you have. The tone was aggressive, and the voice was as loud as a bell.

Second Master Song was about to be driven crazy by the Tian family, and said with a calm face: "Concubine Ru is also something you can discuss casually." ”

Tian also knew that he was speechless, but if he said it, it would be spilled water, and there was no reason to take it back.

"I'm just angry, and besides, there are no outsiders, so why can't I say." Even though his mouth was hard, his voice was still quiet, "Master, I don't understand why you are so angry." ”

Why get angry?

Second Master Song felt that there must be something wrong with Tian's brain at this time, otherwise how could he say such something that made people laugh and cry.

"Madam, my daughter has even ruined her reputation, and the other party has not come to propose marriage, let me ask you, if the second prince does not come to propose, what are you going to do?" The loose flesh on Song Er's angry face jumped and jumped, "What if, what if Jingruo has his child?" Have you thought about any of this? ”

This...... Tian was speechless when asked, but he was unwilling to bow his head like this, his eyes rolled, and Tian said: "Master, it's better to ask Jingruo quickly about this matter, it's not a way for us to guess here." ”

Second Master Song breathed a sigh of relief, and his face looked better.

Tian finally said a word.

"You go to Yichun Yuan to tell your mother about this, I'll pick up Jingruo back now, and when Jingruo comes back, we'll work with my mother to think about it in the long run." Second Master Song said and got up.

Almost like a runaway.

If he continued to talk to Tian, he wasn't sure if he would arrest her and beat her in a fit of anger.

As soon as the second master of Song left, Tian changed his clothes and went straight to Yichun Garden.

His face was radiant and proud, just like the goblin who had just boiled Tang Seng and eaten.

At this time, Chunqing, who was sitting in front of the Mingzhitang fish pond and feeding the fish, was looking at the pairs of fish in the pond happily playing, and was particularly envious.

I miss someone so much, and I don't know when he'll be back.

was dreaming of lovesickness, Bai Lu rushed in on the spot, followed by the green plum of Pingting.

"Slave maid to the grandmother to say goodbye." As soon as the green plum saw the spring green, Yingying was blessed, and bowed on her knees.

Chunqing sprinkled a handful of fish food in her hand, attracting all the fish to snatch it. "What's the matter, I'm going to let you run so late." As he spoke, he got up and walked towards the bed.

After doing it for a long time, I had some backache.

Lumei handed Chunqing a light pink post with the fragrance of plum in her hand, and said with a respectful smile: "The post given to you by the county lord of Zhaoyang was sent to the old lady, and the old lady asked the slave to send it to you." ”

Chunqing's eyebrows frowned slightly, and she wondered in her heart, how did Zhaoyang send the post to the old lady? (To be continued.) )