"Yingying, you are not too young, when you reach the age of marriage, you should find a caring person, otherwise, all the good men in the world will be robbed."

In the end, she is still a little girl who has not been out of the cabinet, Rao is how arrogant Wang Yingying is on weekdays, when it comes to her sweetheart, Wang Yingying's cheeks are immediately dyed red, and she said awkwardly, "Auntie, Yingying is still young and doesn't want to get married so early."

"Early? ......" The queen mother glanced at Wang Yingying up and down, "If the mourning family remembers correctly, after the Goddess Day, Yingying will be fifteen years old, and when she reaches the age of Jilu, it's time to get married!"

"Auntie! ……」

Wang Yingying squirmed, hesitating whether to tell her love for His Royal Highness King Li in front of her aunt, and Mama Zhao walked in.

Wang Yingying stopped talking and was silent.

Mama Zhao came in with a smile, "Master Qi, the old slave has already instructed the imperial dining room to add more dishes that Miss Yingying likes, and ,......

Mama Zhao stepped forward, stood beside the queen mother, leaned over the queen mother's ear, and reported to the queen mother what she had just seen outside Kunning Palace in a voice that only the two of them could hear.

As he spoke, he secretly floated to Wang Yingying's side with the corner of his eye.

"Really? ......" The queen's voice raised slightly, and Wang Yingying listened.

Mama Zhao nodded, she dared to make something out of nothing, adding oil and vinegar to Wang Yingying's body.

The queen also knew that Mama Zhao didn't dare to say half a word, so she thought about it for a while, beckoned, and ordered Mama Zhao to come over with her ear.

"......" The queen mother ordered like this, and glanced at Mama Zhao, "Go ahead, you have to do it without leaking!"

"Yes!!" Mama Zhao naturally understood that the queen's order was the best for Miss Wang Yingying, so she took two steps back, "The old slave will do it!"

Mama Zhao went outside and instructed a few palace people in front of her, "You guys, go find a carriage to come over."

Several palace people are all servants of Kunning Palace, and they usually treat Mama Zhao as half a master, at this time, Mama Zhao's words are comparable to half a holy decree, and she hurriedly responded, "Yes! The little ones are going."

Mama Zhao nodded with satisfaction, turned around, and faced Murong Yan.

She reached out and pinched Murong Yan's jaw, and looked left and right, "Tsk! It's a pity that he has a little white face, why doesn't he do good deeds and specialize in eating soft rice? I have lost the face of your ancestors."

Mama Zhao was full of emotion, feeling sorry for Murong Yan while chattering, and her mouth full of spit and stars sprayed on Murong Yan's face.

A wave of anger in Murong Yan's heart suddenly rushed to the top of his head, he looked like a soft eater?

He had already seen the plaque on the palace, and he still knew the words Kunning Palace.

He has no internal strength in his body now, a trouser belt traps him here, he once pinned his hopes on the coachman, and also pinned his hopes on the queen mother in Kunning Palace, but now, he understands that he has fallen into the hands of a grandmother.

There is always a time when people are unlucky, like him, when he arrived in Dachu, he lost the first battle of Xinglin Academy, and even his fiefdom Bianjing City was lost, which made him ashamed and angry.

That's not all, he was drugged, and when he arrived at the post house, the accompanying doctor couldn't see the clues, but the concubine Xu Hanwen prescribed a prescription for detoxification, and after taking the medicine, although he was able to stand up, his skills were exhausted, and he became an ordinary person.

He suspected that Xu Hanwen had manipulated the prescription, but he couldn't find evidence.

Today, when he came to the palace of Da Chu, his teacher was beaten, and life and death hung by a thread, but he had no ability to avenge his teacher.

What embarrassed him the most was that he was swept here by a little woman.

From the words of the surrounding palace people and subordinates, they knew that it was the queen's niece who kidnapped him in, and just because they looked at him with bad intentions, like a Yin thief, they tied him up and brought him into the palace.

Murong Yan was puzzled, his face was engraved with the word Yin thief, or did he look like a Yin thief?

Wang Yingying: Right?

He remembered the name in his heart, waiting for him to shine

Knowing his identity, he sent a letter to the emperor of Great Chu, asking to marry Wang Yingying, a woman from Great Chu, and pro-southern Xinjiang.

With his identity as the prince of southern Xinjiang, marrying a commoner woman in Dachu, he still looks up to her.

When Wang Yingying arrived in southern Xinjiang, he asked Wang Yingying to see what the Yin thief looked like.

Now, Mama Zhao has put on him another charge of eating soft rice, he didn't say a word, he could only endure it, he wanted to see what the queen mother of Da Chu dared to do to her.

The carriage arrived soon, and Mama Zhao beckoned a few strong and healthy grandmothers to come over, loosened Murong Yan's trouser belt, and threw Murong Yan into the carriage.

Murong Yan's hands were tied firmly, his mouth was stuffed with torn socks, and his face was suffocated like pig's liver, but he could only bear it.

Mama Zhao outside beckoned a few grandmothers to come over and took out the token of the queen mother, "A few of you, send this Yin thief to the Zhuangzi outside Kyoto, and hand it to a few grandmothers on the Zhuangzi, so that he can understand the fate of being a Yin thief."

A few grandmothers smiled knowingly and responded, "Yes!! Slave and maid !!"

A few grandmothers took the tokens, got into the carriage, and walked all the way out of the palace.

When they arrived on the streets of Kyoto, several grandmothers in the carriage took out the stinky socks from Murong Yan's mouth.

"Little white face, whose house are you? Say it, and maybe we'll be able to help you!" One of the rough envoys waved her calloused hand and put her hands up and down Murong Yan's face, making Murong Yan embarrassed and angry. new

"Stop!! Murong Yan finally took a breath, glared at the grandmother in front of him, and sneered, "This palace orders you to stop!!

Seeing that Murong Yan was talking nonsense again, Mama quickly stuffed the socks into Murong Yan's mouth.

"Hongu? Why don't you say that you are the emperor today? Just by virtue of what you just said, our sisters reported to the emperor, and you are guilty of raiding your house and destroying your family."

Mama said, her palm leaving Murong Yan's cheek, "Sister, you should talk about it, do you want to go back to the palace and report to the saint today?"

Murong Yan wished that these people would send him back into the palace and hand him over to Emperor Kang Liang, so he actually blinked and nodded.

"Look, the little white face is nodding to us, don't you want to be raided and destroyed?" One of the grandmothers sat beside Murong Yan, pointed at Murong Yan's nose, and exclaimed.

The leading grandmother turned her face to look at Murong Yan, "You are in the hands of our sisters today, don't worry, we will not send you to the palace and hand you over to the current saint."

"Sisters, do !! hands"

Under the leader's order, several grandmothers worked together to cut off Murong Yan's clothes with scissors, and in the end, only a pair of underwear remained.