"No, if you like it, you have to say it, I care about you, I want to marry you, the third prince can't give you a lifetime, I can."

The little marquis has a sincere demeanor and a handsome face.

Yan Chaoji coldly stared at the little marquis who was robbing him of women.

The next moment.

Chang Ming's eyes looked helplessly at the little marquis's eyebrows.

"Little Hou Ye, you and I are innocent, if you really like me, you should tell my mother and father to try it, instead of being so blunt in public.

As for the three princes, of course he is good, dignified, handsome, when did I say that I am happy with the three princes, even if I am really happy, the little marquis said knowingly, for what. ”

Speaking of which.

Chang Ming let out a long sigh, his eyes as if he was looking at a four-year-old child. Child.

never said that the little Hou Ye was naïve, and others looked at it and felt that the little Hou Ye was naïve and stupid.

When the little marquis heard this, his eyes were stunned.

Gradually.

If the face can be dyed, it must be blue and red at the moment.

"What do you mean, obviously you gave me hope yesterday, saying that the three princes are good, but if there are no three princes, you may choose me, and you say that you don't want me to marry!"

Suddenly.

Yan Chaoji's gloomy gaze looked at Chang Ming sideways.

"You meet him alone?"

Chang Ming remained silent and still smiled.

It only took a long time to snatch part of Shen Tang's heroine's aura and exchange it for a limited-time gift package of Xiao Houye's new favor, and it actually expired so quickly, Xiao Hou Ye has a brain.

Think about it here.

Chang Ming's eyes pretended to be pitiful, and tears swept across his cheeks.

"How can the little marquis slander me like this, I never saw you yesterday, the little marquis can't get me, do you want to slander my reputation, the reputation of the daughter's family is very important, unlike the little marquis, even if you linger in the flowers, you can still marry a wife and have children."

Chang Ming's crying voice was weak, and his eyes faintly accused the little marquis.

The little marquis wanted to defend himself.

Suddenly.

Yan Chaoji's eyes were grim and cold, staring at the little marquis in front of him.

"Slander without evidence is the stupidest slander, little marquis, this prince doesn't want to see you do this for the second time.

If it weren't for the fact that you are the son of the old marquis, a person like you who slanders the reputation of a woman will definitely punish you. ”

Mrs. Chang and Mrs. Hou Ye came to the dark place, staring at the little Hou Ye and Chang Ming in front of them.

The next moment.

Be considerate of your face.

The elders of the two parties arranged for their subordinates to go out for them, and each took Chang Ming and Xiao Hou Ye away.

The little marquis heard the whispering of his subordinates, his face was calm, and he left with his subordinates.

glanced at Chang Ming's figure and strode away angrily.

Long.

Exquisite and magnificent Hou Mansion.

Hou Ye's favorite lady called her subordinates.

The subordinates served the little marquis with sticks.

The little marquis felt that Chang Ming was strange and tried to say a few words in vain.

The next moment.

Mrs. Hou Ye slapped the little Hou Ye a few times.

Fundus disappointment.

"Rebel, you don't want to let you marry the third lady, and you have a trouble with the eldest lady of the Prime Minister's Mansion, in the end, you have become a brainless man, and she is still the person that the third prince likes!

From today on, if you go to join the army, you will not be allowed to return to the capital for four years, just remember to report your safety. ”

After speaking.

Mrs. Hou Ye covered her slightly aching hand and glanced at the little Hou Ye fiercely.

The little marquis lay on the bench and screamed in pain.

The board hit the body of the little marquis, and the little marquis's body was bloodstained.

The little marquis's flesh blossomed and he was unconscious.

Mrs. Hou Ye has never seen the little Hou Ye.

The old marquis wanted to see his son, but when he noticed his wife's angry eyes, he came back silently, pretending that nothing had happened just now.

Prime Minister's Mansion.

Chang Ming's biological mother, who is also the prime minister's wife, punished Chang Ming.

Mrs. Chang looked at Chang Ming with a dull gaze.

Slapped Chang Ming's face stiffly.

"You just met that little marquis in private, I am innocent in this life, and I have never had any bad reputation, but because of you, a rebel girl, those people laughed at me, and gave birth to a daughter like you, hooked up with the third prince, and was disliked by the emperor."

There was a fire burning in Mrs. Chang's heart.

Clench your fists tightly and hold back the slap motion.

Chang Ming raised her eyes like a rebellious little girl in adolescence and looked up at Mrs. Chang who made her kneel.

"Mother doesn't understand me at all, I'm for the good of the Prime Minister's Mansion and my sister, if my sister marries the little marquis, she will inevitably suffer, I heard that the little marquis has a bad temper and is a bad person."

Mrs. Chang raised her hand stained with Kodan, trembled with anger, and pointed to the eldest daughter who raised her chin.

"You, you still dare to talk to me with this attitude, what are you talking nonsense, what is it called for our good, your shameful appearance will only cause us to lose face with you!"

Next moment.

Mrs. Chang grabbed Chang Ming's hair, dragged her to the ground, lifted the stick, and hit Chang Ming with her own hands.

Mrs. Chang's hoarse and angry voice.

"Do you know if it's wrong, and if there's a next time!"

[Chang Ming host, you know Mrs. Chang's temper, what should I do if the host continues to be stubborn like this, and he will be beaten and disfigured

What if Mrs. Chang only has Shen Tang in her heart, then how will you approach the third prince in the future]

Chang Ming had no choice but to pretend to be wrong.

Half a day.

The slave maid sent Chang Ming back to the boudoir.

Chang Ming fainted, and the slaves and maids carefully and gently applied the medicine.

Minglu was secretly taken to the study of the Prime Minister's Mansion by Mrs. Chang's old slave and maid.

Mrs. Chang looked down at the figure of the maidservant Minglu.

Minglu knelt on the cold ground with his knees down, his eyes lowered.

Mrs. Chang pinched Minglu's chin slightly.

Minglu raised his eyes and looked at Mrs. Chang with dark eyes.

Mrs. Chang's sharp and dark eyes stared at Minglu's slightly dodging pupils.

"Xiaolu, tell me the truth, what else has Chang Ming done besides getting along with Xiao Hou Ye in private and saying strange things?"

Minglu said in a low tone: "Madam, if Miss Chang finds out that the slave and the maid and the lady tell this, she will definitely kill the slave and the maid, and the slave and the maid want to live, can the lady guarantee that the slave and the maid will not be killed by Miss Chang." ”

Mrs. Chang took a deep breath and said slowly: "I will keep you safe, you can tell you what she has done." ”

Minglu glanced sideways at the broken tea cup on the ground, his eyes slightly dull.

"Madam, Miss Chang Ming once secretly met with the third prince in the bedroom of the Prime Minister's Mansion.

Although Miss Chang didn't do anything with the three princes, but in this matter, the three princes and the eldest lady, as well as the people and slaves of the three princes, all knew these things, and the slaves and maids were tight-lipped and would never say it. ”

Minglu's slave maid's voice trembled and panicked slightly.

Hear the words.

Mrs. Chang covered her heart, as if her blood was surging, and her brain was dizzy.

Almost fell.

The old slave and maid held Mrs. Chang steady.

Mrs. Chang breathed a sigh of relief lightly, and looked at Minglu with black pupils.

"Help her, don't let her and the third prince be exposed, her reputation will affect the Prime Minister's Mansion, and I will reward you heavily."

Long.

Boudoir, the best carbon burning.

The blazing stove flickered slightly.

Chang Ming opened her dark eyes, her eyelashes raised, and she looked up at Minglu's figure.

Minglu overlooks Chang Ming lying on the bed.

Chang Ming's cold eyes stared at Minglu's demure temperament.

"When I met with the little marquis in private, did you tell others that the poisoning failed last time, and then the chronic poison given to Shen Tang later, did you continue to send poison?"

Speaking of which.

Chang Ming's eyes were stained with gloom and suspicion.

Minglu knelt down in fear, lowered his head and trembled slightly.

"Tell the eldest lady that the slave has been sent chronic poison, and she has never told anyone about the private meeting between the little marquis and the eldest lady.

The little marquis bluntly said that he had met the eldest lady, and Mrs. Chang thought that it was normal to really meet, and the slave did not dare to deceive the eldest lady. ”

Mrs. Chang took care of the face of the Prime Minister's Mansion, and even asked her to help Chang Ming cover up the meeting with the third prince.

For the face of the Prime Minister's Mansion, it can be like this, and it can even cover up the fact that the sister-in-law killed others.

Minglu thought of this, and his face with his head lowered was faintly full of sarcasm.

Chang Ming is shameless, Mrs. Chang's sister-in-law is not as good as a beast, but it is really a family.

The next moment.

Minglu retracted his thoughts and raised his eyes to look at Chang Ming.

Chang Ming's brows furrowed tightly.

"You go down first."

Minglu got up slowly, slightly bowed to the slave, and left the boudoir quickly.

Chang Ming turned his head with a gloomy expression.

Pulling the moon-white curtain with his bare hands, he covered himself in the bed.

Chang Ming lowered his eyes lightly.

"This lady of Prime Minister Chang, my biological mother, is really annoying, she actually beat me like this, and when I marry the third prince,"

Next moment.

Chang Ming smiled at the corner of his lips and continued to speak.

"I just managed to change this biological mother, the third prince was my husband at that time, who would dare to bully me."

[Host, in a few days, according to the plot of this overhead era, worship the ancestors in the morning and Chinese New Year's Eve in the afternoon, maybe Chang Cheng will return that day

The prime minister knew where the magic weapon that originally belonged to the real heroine Shen Tang was

At that time, the host will find a way to get the magic weapon in his hands, and after the system absorbs the energy in the magic weapon, it can not only help the host become beautiful, but also allow the host to get more benefits.

Chang Ming's heart is uncomfortable.

Suddenly hearing the voice of the deprivation system, Chang Ming twisted his eyebrows irritably.

"Chengxiang's father will not come back, when I think of worshipping the ancestors on Chinese New Year's Eve, I want to be with this birth mother and Shen Tang, I don't want to worship the ancestors on Chinese New Year's Eve."

The original heroine Shen Tang exists for a day, she will feel unhappy, most of Shen Tang's aura has obviously been robbed by her, why can Shen Tang still become the daughter of the prime minister.

As long as Chang Ming thought of Shen Tang, there was a look of anger in his eyes.

Dark color on a snowy night.

National Teacher's House.

Ugly time.

A candlelit study.

The national teacher Shang Li looked at the little girl who gradually came in from the door.

The little girl wore a skirt embroidered with light purple begonias.

Approaching the national teacher.

The slender figure of the young man of the national teacher leaned over slightly, looking at the little girl who had been cushioned with an ancient style and a heightened cushion.

The little girl stepped on the heightened shoes and poked the white earlobe of the national teacher Shangli.

"Master, let's start studying again."

The national teacher's cold white hand lifted the wooden comb and placed it in the palm of Shen Tang's little girl's white complexion.

"My hair is messed up, help me comb my hair."

Shen Tang raised his eyebrows slightly, as white as jade. The little hand of the skin took the wooden comb of the national teacher.

Half a day.