After the clearing, I was forced to tease the fourth master every day

Chapter 855 Is your memory really good?
"Sister, what you said is wrong. When did I say such a thing? Fang Fujin has always worked extremely hard to serve the prince. Now that he has returned from a long journey, he naturally wants to rest well.

That's why I told you not to get too close to Jian Fujin, who knew you would think like this?

Now, my younger sisters have come to complain about me, which really chills me.I've always said that because I regard you as good sisters. "

Niu Hulu stared at her eyes in anger, took two steps forward to meet Song's face, gritted her teeth and said, "Sister Song is amazing! We can't beat you. But don't forget, Fujin doesn't like You are such an insidious and cunning person! You are so eager to curry favor, people can ignore you?"

Song smiled slightly: "Some people are really stupid. They don't rush even if they want to fawn on them."

After all, he glanced at the two of them.Holding the hand of the woman beside him, Shi Shi ran back.

"Ge Ge, I'm afraid Niu Hulu's two people will bear a grudge against us this time." The old lady Niu glanced at her and couldn't help but said worriedly.

Mrs. Song snorted coldly, curled her lips: "Stupid as a pig, I'm afraid they won't succeed?"

"Of course they can't be compared with Grid. With Grid, the slave will not have an uncomfortable life. It's just..."

Song raised her eyebrows and looked over: "Just what?"

Niu Pozi let out a worried breath: "Ge Ge, it's just that we still have a little bit of trouble with warm wine, and now she is no longer the same, if she is a vengeful..."

I'm afraid the good times are coming to an end!
Back then she went to the wine warming yard to make a fuss, although she didn't get anything good.Later Gege also sent out the slaves in her yard.That warm wine also came to their yard to make a scene.The more Niu Pozi thought about it, the more she felt that she couldn't let it go.

Mrs. Song naturally remembered what happened in the past when she heard it, and immediately frowned and said: "Brother's affairs are enough for her to worry about, he must not think of us for a while. If he really If you still have time to find trouble, just keep her busy."

After hearing this, Niu Pozi also breathed a sigh of relief: "Gege said yes." Then she said in a puzzled way: "But why does this warm wine look like it cares about big brother? It even called The imperial doctor helped to look at the body. Is she so kind?"

Mrs. Song's expression was also a little strange: "I haven't thought about it until now, who knows what kind of medicine she sells in the gourd? But, tell everyone under your hand to be safe and don't mess with her. Anyone with her. Even her cats and dogs, stay far away."

"Yes. The old slave also knows her temperament, and has ordered her to go down early. Even the flowers and plants in her yard have not been touched."

Song Shi nodded: "That's good."

...

"Is Mrs. Song really crazy? Fujin hasn't done anything yet, why did she blatantly flatter Wenjiu?" Geng behind him couldn't help frowning.

"What is she afraid of? Fujin is only an elder brother, and he is very sick. I heard that he might not be able to last for a few days. Wen Cai Fujin is completely different. Leaving Rong Chong aside, she has four What about a son. I'm afraid the luck is still in the future. How can there be any harm in cursing at the moment?"

Niu Hulu let out a sigh of relief: "Let's go back early, sisters too, and come over early tomorrow to say hello to Fujin."

"Sister, aren't we going in today? I just saw the little elder brother through the car window, and he looks very good-looking. I heard that several younger brothers are lucky stars, and seeing them can bring good luck to others. "

"Didn't Mrs. Song say that? Fujin is going to rest, let's go now, I'm afraid it will make Fujin unhappy, let's do it tomorrow."

"...Okay." Geng nodded, and couldn't help but glance at Qingliang Pavilion again.His eyes were full of curiosity.

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Qingliang Pavilion

"Emiang, is that person the one who murdered Xiao Xizi?"

On the side of warming the wine, Sibao couldn't help frowning as he watched Mrs. Song leave.

Wen Jiu looked down at his third son, and couldn't help rubbing his son's head: "That's right. Sibao has a really good memory."

(End of this chapter)