When An Miaomiao heard this demon say this, she couldn't wait to step forward and slap her.

An Miaomiao: No. An Miaomiao looked at him steadily, and he was actually a little hairy in his heart. There was a hint of guilt that came inexplicably. An Jingqian kicked her angrily, and said in a dumb voice, thank you Lord Longen!

An Miaomiao really bowed her head, and actually knelt down to him very respectfully, kowtowing respectfully, and the folk girl thanked the lord Longen.

She quietly accepted the arrangement of his almost vicious fate, and it was him who was not calm.

Yiyun couldn't figure out what his sudden anger was. He pinched her chin hard, forcing her to look at him, and she could clearly see the resentment in his eyes. His voice sounded like that of a seduced wolf, pointing to the cliff beside him, trying to lure her into jumping with him. His gentle face was matched with a wolf-like bloodthirsty yin, "Why, this king has chosen a good marriage for you, you can't wait to thank you, isn't it that Chunxin Tang Yang can't bear the loneliness, and even an old man who is dying makes you so excited?"

An Miaomiao cracked her mouth and bit his elbow at once, and he pressed her forehead and pulled it out. It seemed that she was intent on trying her best to bite off a bite of his flesh. An angry palm slapped her heart, and An Miaomiao fell straight like this, with a mouthful of blood. It was no longer clear whether it was the blood of his hand or the blood that had been spit out from the damage to the internal organs of his body.

Yiyun's face was gloomy, and he flicked his sleeves hatefully, "Help Princess Wenwan go back to the room, serve her life, and leave for Liang Kingdom in three days." ”

Yiyun returned to the prince's mansion, took the medicine box, cut the bandage, and bandaged his hands, and a embarrassed and extremely stubborn face in front of him suddenly appeared in front of him. His heart suddenly ached, not obviously, but it really stabbed him. Something suddenly exploded in his heart, corroding his heart inch by inch.

He still remembers the first time he saw this daughter jumping up and down, it was the last time his father decreed that he and An Luoluo would marry. It had just been a hazy drizzle that day. The rain stopped, and in order to see An Luoluo as soon as possible, he actually came to the Prime Minister's Mansion with his father-in-law. Sitting on the top of the middle hall, Xiangguo sat with him, and next to him stood a shy and timid An Luoluo. The decree had been announced, and the reckless second lady ran in in a hurry, her face covered with dirt and her hair was quite neat. With a silver hairpin obliquely tied behind his head, the original color of a white plain skirt can no longer be seen, and the shoes on his feet are even more miserable.

The characters in the hall are all accustomed to seeing wind and waves, but they didn't expect the second lady of the Prime Minister's Mansion to look like this, and they all thought it was funny, but everyone was very cultivated and endured it. Just pursed his lips lowly. She ran to him, as if she knew him very well, and tugged at his clean sleeves with her dirty little hands, looking eager. Brother Yiyun, what about the holy decree, has the holy decree been announced? I'm here, and now I can announce it. ！

This time. Everyone laughed, not politely at all. Even An Luoluo, who had a shy face, couldn't help but hide his sleeves and laughed secretly. Yiyun was grabbed by her sleeve, although she was disgusted. But she didn't think about it, and gently brushed her sleeves, so she couldn't grasp his sleeves with her hands.

Yiyun said very politely, the decree was finished. Can you go and wash yourself?

An Miaomiao was stunned, huh? Why is the decree finished? How can I declare it without me?

Yiyun was a little angry, why are you such an unreasonable woman, why can't I make a decree without you?

An Miaomiao's mouth opened into a circle, and she could almost swallow a steamed bun in one bite. The person next to him was smiling, and his eyebrows were gone. There are those with good intentions and there are those with bad intentions. It seems that there is more malicious ridicule, but at the time I didn't feel it. Even he himself unconsciously ridiculed, how could he have time to care about the intentions of other people's laughter?

Mrs. Ann reminded her very unkindly. Second girl, Prince Yiyun is now your brother-in-law, you can no longer ignore etiquette, righteousness and shame, you should be a bit of a lady of everyone, go down and wash.

Mrs. Ann must have been overjoyed today, so she didn't speak very harshly to her.

But An Miaomiao was not happy, big tears slipped down, and loudly accused Mrs. An, it was you, a vicious bad woman, who robbed my father and killed my mother, and now even my husband is going to rob An Luoluo. You woman is so vicious!

An Xiangguo will slap her when she goes up, and then say that I will slap you to death with one palm!

An Miaomiao ignored him, and asked Yiyun instead, Brother Yiyun, how can you treat me like this! You have been married to me since you were a child! How can you marry my sister!

Yiyun took a step back in disgust, kept his distance from her, his face was already very indifferent, and everyone could see that he was really angry, "What's wrong with this king, the holy decree wants this king to marry the daughter of the prime minister's house, and the one who is married to this king is also the daughter of the prime minister's house, what do you have to do with it?" ”

As he spoke, he laughed very lightly, "Do you want to occupy the magpie's nest and replace your sister? You can't wait to marry yourself off? Isn't it true that the rumors in the capital are all true, saying that the prime minister's house is a cheap embryo that no one wants? Do you want this king to ask my father for the emperor's decree for you and pick a wishful husband for you as soon as possible?"

His words were not as vicious as Mrs. Ann's usual counts down on her. But An Miaomiao's heart tugged up, and it hit one by one. Then it shattered into pieces.

An Miaomiao spat heavily, "This girl is not rare! Chen Shimei, you will regret it!"

Yun Jin said that her father was Chen Shimei. An Miaomiao didn't know who Chen Shimei was, but she probably understood that she should be a hypocrite who hated the poor and loved the rich. She looks at Yiyun like this now.

remembered that Yiyun was still confused at the time, grinning and asking her who Chen Shimei was.

An Miaomiao's smile fell wildly, and she sneered, "Chen Shimei is a big bastard, a hypocrite." ”

Well, for the sake of this woman being so miserable by herself, let's go see her tonight. By the way, ask Chen Shimei again. This damn name bothered him all day with no good temperament. Since she was canonized as Princess Wenwan in the afternoon, she was sent back to the room, and the imperial doctors who had rectified An Luoluo after finishing Xiaoxue had come to rectify her again.

But she locked the door directly with a wave of her hand, and shut out a group of old imperial doctors, her father and a group of maids, and they couldn't open the door no matter how they did. An Miaomiao yelled in the room, don't worry, you can't die, you won't drag your whole family to the funeral! )