Chapter Thirty-Nine: Return to the Flower House
Hua Shilang hurriedly kowtowed and thanked him: "Thank you, Lord Longen." I didn't expect that useless girl to fight for such a big face for the Hua family, it was really the ancestors who smoked and could produce a princess.
The ministers did not dare to have a trace of contempt on their faces, and they all nodded their heads one after another, praising Hua Shilang's approach. But I really look down on people who can push their own daughters into the fire pit like this. Now everyone's heart is like a mirror, and the limit of the three princes is just around the corner.
Hua Shilang didn't feel guilty, he was thinking about the Hua family, and it was most suitable for Hua Ji to marry Xuanyuan Yu.
Xuanyuan Yan turned his head and glanced at Hua Shilang, without any expression, but he was puzzled by Hua Shilang's approach, if he wanted to say that his daughter was sick or disabled, he would never dare to ask the emperor for this family business, but what was the reason for him to marry his concubine to a living dead so easily, what was the purpose.
Zhongfu Song's mother sat in the living room of Zhongfu, facing this Hua Ji and Master Zhong's family, she was justified this time, the emperor gave marriage, Hua Ji had to go back to the Hua family to listen to the decree to prepare for the marriage, looking at Master Zhong and Mrs. Zhong still dared to stop it.
Hua Ji heard Master Zhong come back and said that Hua Shilang took the initiative to marry himself to the third prince Chongxi, and he was angry, which father is this, he is clearly an enemy, and he saw that there was a fire pit in front of him and pushed his daughter, and the beast was not as good as the beast!
But no matter how much you scold, it's useless, in this evil ancient times, women have the human rights of farts, we can't do martial arts, and the business hasn't started, it's too sad.
Thinking about the fact that the wings are not hard and the wings are not full, but I still have to marry a person who is calculating and strong in martial arts, it is not good to save him, and if I don't save him, I can't get out, this really forces a good lady to become a shrew and scold the rhythm of the street.
Thinking about it, Hua Ji couldn't help but raise her head and stared at Song Ma fiercely, if Song Ma is a target now, Hua Ji's arrow is enough to make this target pierce thousands of holes.
Mother Song let Hua Ji stare at her hair, and smiled curtly: "Miss, the slave maid is also sent by the old lady, don't look at me like this, the slave and maid who look at it are uncomfortable."
Hua Ji was too lazy to worry about this subordinate who could not be on the stage, turned around and said to her grandfather and grandmother: "Ji Er believes that good and evil will be rewarded in the end, not that it will not be reported, the time has not come, Ji Er will go back with the descendants of the Hua family to prepare for marriage, grandmother, you have to take good care of your body, Ji Er is a blessed person, maybe because of Ji Er's joy, the third prince will be fine." Hua Ji pretended to be relaxed and coquettish.
Mrs. Hua was very angry with the bastard son-in-law, and the old problem was almost committed again, fortunately, Hua Ji gave her a massage of the acupuncture points to relieve, and now I want to open a lot of hearts when I hear Hua Ji say this, the emperor gives marriage, no one can change it, take a step and see a step. She nodded pityingly to Hanahime.
The uncles and aunts of the Zhong family are relieved, their children go back to the room every day to complain about their grandmother's partiality, their heads are big, this flower Ji is finally leaving, and she is not interested in saying happily: "Yes, Ji'er is a lucky star, you see that the old lady is so sick, Ji'er is actually cured of the old lady's illness when she comes, marry the past, and the third prince may be able to become healthy like the old lady."
Hua Ji was helpless, the old lady was sick, she could apply medicine and needles, that Xuanyuan Yu was sturdy and was seriously injured, she didn't see the severity of the injury, if the important internal organs were damaged, in this backward dynasty, the gods didn't think they could save Xuanyuan Yu's life. I am also sad, maybe I have to accompany the funeral, God is simply playing on himself, I will leave the body after fainting, and I have come to such an unlucky ghost, how depressed and depressed I am.
Hua Ji didn't say anything anymore, and took the nurse back with the carriage that picked her up from Hua Fu. When my Hanahime is full-fledged, all of you who used me to frame me will regret it.
Huafu:
Yao's disdainfully looked at Hua Ji, who is now a head taller and has some flesh on her face: "Tut-tut, Ji'er, your appearance is becoming more and more iconic, and now marrying the war king as a concubine is really a blessing that others can't cultivate in a few lifetimes."
Phew, why don't you marry Hua Wan to the king of war, Hua Ji's mood is extremely bad now, in this broken place, she is controlled by people everywhere, and now she is still calculated to go to Chongxi, Hua Ji lowered her head, didn't speak, and people can't communicate with dogs.
Seeing that Hua Ji didn't speak, Yao looked down on Hua Ji even more in his heart, what about his daughter, she was not as good as a subordinate without a mother.
Yao didn't say anything more, and instructed her subordinates to hurry up and prepare the dowry for Hua Ji's marriage, and then twisted her small waist back to her yard, and she also began to pack up her things, and she moved into the main courtyard three days later, and rightfully became her own housewife.
Hua Ji took the nurse back to her bedroom, Hua Ji felt no strength, irritable, and lay down on the big bed, the nurse stepped forward and said to Hua Ji: "My good young lady, why is your life so bitter?
Hua Ji said helplessly: "Yes, nurse, Ji'er has a grudge against which fairy brother and sister brother and sister, oh, he wants to fix me like this"...
Seeing that Hua Ji could still joke, the nurse laughed out loud: "My good young lady, you still have the heart to joke at this time."
Hua Ji blinked her big good-looking eyes and said: "Nanny, Ji'er's life is very good, maybe Ji'er will go to the king of war, and then she won't look down on me, and leave with me, then Huafu will not take us in anymore, and we have our own business now, and we won't starve to death." Now Hua Ji can only pray for the three princes to have a great life, don't hang up. The nurse prayed silently in her heart, hoping that the war king Jiren had his own natural appearance, and he could really get better, and he would not let poor Ji'er marry and be buried with him.