Even though her hand was very painful, Yang Niangzi continued: "Be self-aware, I hope you recognize your identity and don't ruin my son's marriage, otherwise I won't let you go." ”

"I said, your son is not worthy of lifting shoes for me, don't you understand?" Zhao Huiwei looked at Chu Wei: "Leave her aside, don't get in my way." ”

Under the strong drag of Chu Wei, Yang Niangzi's wrist instantly turned red, and she didn't want to leave, but a man broke through the crowd and rushed in: "Mother! ”

Yang Niangzi was like a savior: "Yizhi! ”

Chu Wei pushed Yang Niangzi on Yang Mingting's body, and said with a cold face: "Take her and get out of here, don't get in the way of our young lady." ”

Yang Niangzi became weak by the way, with tears in her eyes as if she had been bullied badly, she exposed her bruised wrists: "Yizhi." ”

Yang Mingting looked at Zhao Huiwei at this time, she was just standing there, and the extravagance all over her body made him unattainable.

However, now he is really unattainable, because behind Zhao Huiwei is the king of Zhenbei, which makes him feel a great sense of disparity, even if she relies on the power of the king of Zhenbei, it also discourages him.

Yang Mingting pursed his lips: "Even if there is something wrong with my mother, you shouldn't push her." ”

He was a little disappointed: "Ah Hui, I didn't expect that you would also become such an impolite person under power. ”

Zhao Huiwei was simply refreshed by the two of them, obviously it was Yang Niangzi who stopped her car, and said that she was pestering Yang Mingting.

She hasn't done much yet, Yang Mingting said in turn that she used her power to suppress his mother.

Zhao Huiwei looked at Yang Mingting as if she were looking at garbage, and she chuckled: "Don't you pay attention to etiquette?" First, she came to me first. Second, I have nothing to do with her, and I have to let a stranger? Third, it's not me who really doesn't talk about etiquette, but I don't mind showing you what it means to be really not polite. ”

Her voice became cold: "Come on, beat them aside." ”

Fan Run led people to push Yang Mingting aside like a chick, and beat people aside with a stick.

Zhao Huiwei got back into the carriage at this time: "Let's go." ”

The coachman immediately set up the carriage and drove away, and Yang Mingting escorted Yang Niangzi and quickly left the street, his arm was hit with a few sticks, and he was in some pain.

At the same time, he still couldn't believe that Zhao Huiwei would beat him when he said that he would beat him.

After being safe, Yang Niangzi looked at Yang Mingting and said, "Yizhi, that woman's virtue is completely incomparable with Miss Zuo's, you must not be confused." ”

Yang Mingting felt irritated as soon as he heard the second miss from the left, and he shook off Yang Niangzi's hand: "Mother, how can you stop Ah Hui's carriage because of this." ”

"You're still protecting her, aren't you? Didn't you see what she did to us? Such a vulgar person, you can help her speak? ”

Yang Mingting rubbed his eyebrows a little tiredly: "Mother, I have nothing to do with Ah Hui anymore, you don't have to be like this, it makes everyone look bad like this, besides......" He was a little bitter in his heart: "She has the prince of Zhenbei, and it is normal to look down on me as a champion." ”

The prince of Zhenbei?

It's not the first time that Yang Niangzi has heard of this name, but it is the first time that she knows that the village girl she hates is linked to a prince.

She gritted her teeth viciously: "I know that she is not at ease in the room, and it is not a long-term solution to treat people with sex, I will wait to see how she is abandoned and then lives on the streets!" ”

In her heart, Zhao Huiwei must be living in the Beiwang Mansion of Renjia Town, she has long seen that Zhao Huiwei is not a good person, and Yang Niangzi is now extremely glad to have retired from the marriage early.

Her son is still clean, and when his marriage with Miss Zuo is decided, with Prime Minister Zuo's help, is he still worried about being powerless?

Yang Mingting shook his head helplessly: "Okay, I don't want to mention it again, don't go to her again in the future, so be it." ”

Hearing this, Yang Niangzi stopped, anyway, she had already warned her today, presumably if she still wanted face, she would not come to meet her son in private again.

Zhao Huiwei didn't pay attention to this little episode of Yang Niangzi at all, she just regarded it as a clown jumping off the beam, which was not worth mentioning.

After she returned to the house, she invested again and asked the workers who renovated Xianle Fang to speed up.

When her workshop was built, she was the first to invite her sister-in-law to come and see it.

And Chi Wu, who was remembered by Zhao Huiwei, hadn't gone out for three days, and she was tormented every day, because there were only two days left before the five-day appointment that Fu Junze said.

The reason why she didn't want to be involved with Fu Junze anymore was because of Fu's mother, she forced Fu Junze to cut off contact with her, so what is the point of such a relationship?

Can the unblessed relationship really be smooth in the end? Chi Wu felt that it was very difficult, although Fu's father's death had nothing to do with her, it was also caused by her, and Fu's mother would never forgive her in her life.

She was lying on the bed, and she thought of Fu Junze's cold and firm eyes like pine and snow, she probably shouldn't have returned to Beijing.

Or when you come back, you just kid up someone and get married, it's better than now.

But the beating heart in her chest, and the faint sourness that exuded it, told her that she still couldn't forget him, and when she was young, she couldn't meet people who were too amazing, otherwise she wouldn't be able to spend the rest of her life peacefully.

Fu Junze is the cinnabar she wants to give up and thinks about in her heart, torturing her in pain.

Time passed quietly, and on the twentieth day of April, there was a little rain in the morning, and then the sun came out, and the warm sun evaporated the moisture in the air and turned into a white mist.

In the deep bamboo forest, Fu Junze, who was wearing a light blue brocade robe, was waiting here early in the morning, behind him was a quaint bamboo house, and in front of him was an old locust tree that was five hundred years old.

The trunk of the locust tree is thick and thick, and when the wind blows, the green leaves make a loud sound, driving the red silk on the branches to shake.

It was tied with Chi Yu when he was a child, and he was naïve at that time, and he wanted to make a wish when he met a tree, so he found red silk to tie it on.

After a long period of wind and sun, the red silk has long been white and old, but what remains unchanged is that it is still firmly hung on it.

Fu Junze just kept standing, praying in his heart that Chi Wu would come, he didn't know what other people's feelings were, but he felt that it was too bitter between him and Chi Wu.

Meet, miss. When we meet again, now he doesn't want to miss it even if he dies.

Fu Junze's footsteps moved, he took out a red silk from his sleeve, and tied the red silk to it by pedaling on the trunk.

Then he went to the bottom of the tree, looked at the red on the branches, and knelt down on the ground reverently.

He had a wish that he would have a healthy body in the next life.

and Chi Wu know and love each other again, and grow old.