Murong Shen clenched his fists, and his face became more and more gloomy.

Mrs. Murong didn't know how to accept it when she saw it, and continued to cry: "It's difficult to be a stepmother. Over the years, I have been cautious, lest something is not thorough and be seen as a hilarious joke by outsiders. It's just that you don't appreciate it, and now you're questioning me for an outsider. Your conscience can't be eaten by dogs! ”

Murong Shen couldn't bear it, and said coldly: "Back then, no one forced you to marry your father as a continuation. It was you who wanted to marry, dedicated yourself in private, and told your father that you would definitely be good to me. Haven't you forgotten all these old things? ”

Mrs. Murong: "......"

Mrs. Murong was like a hen whose neck was choked, her crying stopped abruptly, and the handkerchief in her hand fell to the ground, revealing a shocked and ashamed face.

Murong Shen's eyes condensed, and there was an unprecedented disgust and unkindness in his eyes when he looked at her: "If you want to be glorious and rich, you already have it." ”

"In the future, don't meddle in my affairs. Whom I will marry is my own business. Don't be at the mercy of anyone. ”

"I only went to Zhao's house once. There's another time, don't blame me for not giving you face. ”

After saying that, he turned around and brushed his sleeves away.

Mrs. Murong seemed to have been twitched, suddenly lost her strength, slipped and sat on the ground, tears pouring out.

It's just a stone, and after so many years, it's time to heat it. This stepson's heart is colder than ice and harder than stone.

I don't know how long I cried, but a familiar voice suddenly sounded in my ears: "Mother." ”

A handsome-faced young man eagerly picked up Mrs. Murong, who was sitting limp and crying: "Who made my mother so sad and sad?" ”

This young man is Murong Yan's twin brother Murong Ke.

The tree must take root, and the child must be born. That's not wrong at all. No matter how good it is to someone else's son, it is useless. is still her own son who feels sorry for her.

Mrs. Murong sobbed and was helped up: "It's your eldest brother." ”

Fourteen-year-old Murong Ke, who was both in awe and awe of his eight-year-old brother, hesitated for a moment and said in a low voice: "If the eldest brother is not happy, my mother will coax me to let go, don't mess with the eldest brother." ”

Mrs. Murong: "......"

……

Murong Shen rode out of Murong Mansion and went to the Zhao Mansion of the Ministry of Works.

According to the number of rites, he gave a prayer post and a generous gift of reparation.

As a result, the prayers and gifts were returned. The concierge of the Zhao family looked apologetic: "I'm sorry." The six girls refused to accept the worship post, and even more refused to ask for gifts, so please ask Murong Gongzi to bring them back! ”

Just a Zhao Mansion, in his previous life, it was not enough for him to raise his eyelids.

But now, he is just a Captain Murong.

The thick doors and tall walled courtyards were enough to block his way.

Murong Shen was silent for a moment before he said, "Miss Zhao Liu refuses to see me, please forward my letter to Miss Zhao Liu." ”

As he spoke, he took out a letter from his sleeve and a thick purse.

The concierge of the Zhao family had a bitter face, and waved his hand again and again: "Murong Gongzi, don't embarrass the slave." The six girls specially instructed that they should not pass the message for Murong Gongzi, and even the word of mouth should not be passed into the inner house. This purse slave really didn't dare to ask for it. ”

Murong Shen: "......"

Zhao Xiyan, you are really hard-hearted.

For Xu Jing, it is like a warm spring breeze, and for me, it is like cold in winter.

Murong Shen laughed angrily, and before leaving, he took a deep look in the direction of the Zhao family's inner house.

……

"Miss, Captain Murong has already left."

The hosta came quietly and whispered in Zhao Xiyan's ear.

Zhao Xiyan nodded slightly and continued to bow his head to paint.

The hosta hesitated for a moment, and said in a low voice: "Miss left Mrs. Murong angrily yesterday, and today she is like this, I am afraid that Captain Murong will be angry." ”

Zhao Xiyan stopped the movements in his hand and looked up at the hosta: "If I want Murong Shen to be happy, I have to quit my family and marry into the Murong family." ”

Hosta: "......"

The hosta sneered: "The slave is too talkative." ”

"Hosta, I know that you are worried that I have offended the Murong clan, so you will persuade me like this." Zhao Xiyan said softly: "It's just that there are some things that you can't bear, and you can't take a step back." ”

The hosta said in a low voice: "The slave knows what the young lady means, so she won't say it in the future." ”

Zhao Xiyan smiled and continued to bow his head to paint.

No matter what the road ahead is, the days must go on slowly. Don't be sad, smile and smile.

"Miss," Haitang came in quickly: "The porter sent a greeting post, and it was sent by the girl of the Su family." ”

The girl of the Su family?

Zhao Xiyan was a little surprised, and reached out to take the post.

The handwriting on this post is beautiful and beautiful, and she was invited to Su's house to enjoy the lotus banquet, and the payment was Su Jin.

Today I can't finish this painting.

Zhao Xiyan sighed lightly in his heart, and wrote a reply.

She can write more than ten fonts, and the most common hairpin flower is shown in front of people on weekdays. Boudoir girls like to practice hairpins. This most common font is also the most proficient.

Su Jin is the niece of Queen Su and the cousin of Prince Zhu Jun.

In the previous life, the prince got married at the age of seventeen, and Su Jin married into the heavenly family and became the crown princess. The Su family can be described as extremely prominent.

It's a pity that the prince died early in a short life, and he had a serious illness two months after getting married, and he died a whimper.

Emperor Yongming was heartbroken by the death of the crown prince, and was angry with his daughter-in-law and ordered Su Jin to be martyred.

Su Jin committed suicide with a white silk in the prince's mourning hall. The young, intelligent and beautiful crown princess fell in such a hurry, which is regrettable.

In his previous life, Zhao Xiyan did not enter Beijing early, and naturally he did not see Su Jin. In this life, everything is quietly changing.

Su Jin somehow took the initiative to give her an invitation.

Anyway, she will go to the Su family and meet the future crown princess for a while.

……

Three days later.

Zhao Xiyan took the carriage and went to Su Mansion.

came in a carriage together, as well as the seventh cousin Zhao Queyu. Along the way, Zhao Queyu's mouth never stopped.

"Sixth cousin, you are new to the school, let me tell you about the Su family. The Su family used to be an ordinary scholarly family, and later the daughter of the Su family became the crown princess, and the Su family soared. ”

"Su Zhangyuan was just a five-grade civil official back then, but now he is a high-ranking official of the Hanlin Academy, a second-grade official. The children and grandchildren are all officials......"

With so many tangible benefits, it's no wonder that Su Zhangyuan sold women for glory back then.

Zhao Xiyan was stunned in his heart, his face was silent, and he listened with a smile.

The carriage suddenly tilted to the right, and the carriage tilted sharply and jolted heavily.

Zhao Xiyan was startled, and while stabilizing his body, he quickly reached out and grabbed Zhao Queyu: "Be careful!" ”

Zhao Queyu's forehead had already hit the carriage, and he was so painful that he inhaled cold air.

The coachman of the Zhao family, who was driving, was obviously a little flustered, hurriedly stabilized the carriage, hurriedly got down, and pleaded guilty through the carriage: "Miss Six, Miss Seven, Miss Seven, are you fine!" Just now a carriage suddenly came out, and the small one had to dodge. Shocked the two young ladies, the little ones should be damned. ”

Zhao Queyu was shocked, and when he heard this, he was even more angry, and immediately lifted the curtain of the carriage and shouted at the carriage in front: "Which daredevil!" ”

(End of chapter)