The daughter-in-law is so charming, she crazily criticizes the king regent for taking her life

There was a sudden silence in the pavilion, making the bells of the waterside pavilion extremely clear and crisp.

Shen Ange turned around ignoring his gaze, walked to the stone table, and said, "Fu Jiu, how about I give you an inscription?"

These days, he has saved himself many times, and there are some things he can't say clearly.

Before he could answer, Shen Ange brought paper and ink by himself.

Just looking at the pen in his hand, it was somewhat unbearable to dip such beautiful hair in ink.

Shen Ange regained his composure, and called him to come to his side to grind the ink for himself, melted the tip of the pen with clear water, pondered for a while, and wrote it down.

"Your Majesty, every year is safe, always peaceful and peaceful."

Originally, I wanted to write something else, but the meaning of probing was too obvious, so I changed it to this after thinking about it.

Writing vigorously, she raised her eyes and asked, "How is my writing?"

safe?Is it peaceful?

These two words may not be achieved in this life, and I have nothing to do with these words.

His movement of rubbing the ink slowed down, and he said with a half-smile: "Miss is simple to write, but difficult to achieve. It seems that I think too highly of me."

"Jun" is a respectful title, and it is also an upright and frank person, and it is also related to the rights of the emperor and the royal family.He claimed to be smart, but he was not sure what she meant.

Shen Ange explained: "When I was young, my body was weak, and my mother went to the temple to ask for it, with the intention of making me safe every year. Now I will give you this word, don't take your body seriously. "

After a pause, she added: "I have a good eye, and I can't see the wrong person."

He can bear the word "jun".

Shen Ange dried the handwriting, and handed the written words to Gu Qing, smiling sincerely: "Thank you for your pen, it's very useful."

Gu Qing lowered her eyes and was still thinking about the meaning of this word, she raised her hand and slowly caught the other end of the rice paper.

The free and easy handwriting on the paper turned into a pool of spring water, lingering in the bottom of his heart, lingering, the more it waved, the more rippling it became.

Gu Qing's eyes were dark, and out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of the Moon Gate behind the rockery, where Zheng Hemo walked just now, and a piece of red clothes flashed past.

Zheng Hemo left and returned.

In the Caicai Pavilion just now, she confiscated her anger and was so irritated that she turned her head and left. Originally, she wanted to knock on Shen Ange's status quo of Youlexiang, but unexpectedly she had a panoramic view of the scene in the water pavilion.

The moment the boy in black rolled his eyes, she left in a hurry when she was frightened to be discovered.

It wasn't until she left the corner gate of the general's mansion that she stopped with lingering fear, and after a brief shock, she was deeply jealous.

Why can she still win His Royal Highness the Crown Prince with her incomplete body? The position of Crown Princess should be her own.

The young man in the Cai Pavilion was half covered by the pillars, she couldn't see his face clearly, he was just a guard or something from his clothes, Shen Ange didn't shy away from every frown and smile, and he was very trusting and close to him, even more so. The meaning of love between men and women.

Recalling what I heard from Qiao Yanzhou, the medicinal effect of You Lexiang...

Zheng Hemo covered her skinny face, a dark secret joy welling up in her heart.

When they were young, the two families lived in the same place, and the father's official position dominated Shen's family. When others saw the two of them, they would only praise her, and the mother even praised that she was superior to her in every way.

The pride in her heart was getting higher and higher, and later, later, she was all blamed, causing herself to fall from a height. No matter how hard she tried, others would only pick her up after mentioning Shen Ange.

She has lived like this for more than ten years.

She is obviously excellent in piano, chess, calligraphy, calligraphy, poetry, poetry, figure and appearance, so she is not willing to be crushed to the ground by Shen Ange like this.

But this jealousy has become increasingly distorted day by day.

Shen Ange fell in love with You Lexiang, so it's impossible for her to be perfect, and how could she be cleaner than herself?
In the night when I only had the crown prince, I only got a good concubine.

Everyone likes her, right?

Zheng Hemo clenched her fingers tightly, and said to the maid beside her, "Go and tell mother, I will pick her up later."

The maid walked away, and she walked towards the door.

The day after tomorrow is the day when the East Palace will come to pick him up, she can't do such dirty things.

The coachman of Zheng's mansion raised his arms for her to mount.

"Go to Qiao's mansion."

Just because she can't do it doesn't mean others can't do it.

No matter what method she uses, she must let Shen Ange's true face be revealed.

Just be a favor.

In the wing room, the hollow carved incense burner exudes a faint fragrance.

Shen Ange washed the sandalwood moiré ink brush, carefully blotted the water with a cotton cloth, and then put it on the pen stand to dry.

Touching the body of the pen with her fingertips, she couldn't help but chuckle: To say he's a little lunatic, really is a little lunatic, to send someone off.

Not to mention the parents who received the body, hair and skin, this kind of hair gift would only be cut off by loving lovers when they were newly married, didn't he know?

Just smiling, Shen Wuhua opened the door and came in, and Shen Ange withdrew his hand.

Shen Wuhua didn't notice her small movements, but the red body of the pen was a little conspicuous. She put down her saber and looked at the pen on the desk.

The slightly scrutinizing gaze made Shen Ange a little nervous.

Could it be that sister found something?

"Ge'er, where did you get the ink pen?"

Shen Ange replied cautiously: "Sister, is there something strange about this?"

Shen Wuhua shook his head, leaned over and smelled it, and finally said for sure: "Ge'er, this is small-leaf rosewood. Using it as a pen body can last a hundred years, and the fragrance is also beneficial to the human body."

"Who is so knowledgeable that he can use this wood to make a brush? I'm afraid it is extremely rare in the entire Changyuan." After thinking about it, Shen Wuhua smiled: "Is it the Zhou family again?"

Hearing this, she couldn't help being surprised that the pen gifted to her by the little lunatic was so precious...

"Let's not talk about that, I just came over and saw Zheng Hemo sneaking out of the corner door, didn't I do anything to you?"

"Zheng Hemo?"

Shouldn't she have left long ago?

Thinking of something, Shen Ange snorted coldly: "It's okay, those things she thinks she is using are just false names, and they can't hurt me at all."

Only those with a heart in their hearts see everything dirty.

If she restrained herself, she would live in peace, but if she targeted her everywhere, she would not be as benevolent as Gu Qing said.

"Sister, you come to my yard, what's the matter?"

"It's nothing, but I can't see the face of Zheng's family. We will get married in the future. The haste of the marriage clearly shows that His Majesty feels that this matter cannot be brought to the fore. Mrs. Zheng is very happy. No one knows what happened that day. The two are happy It's just people's mouths."

"There's nothing to be happy about, but Zheng Hemo, it's really too cheap for her not to deal with her."

It rained all night.

Outside the corner gate, there were shopkeepers shouting something with their loads on their shoulders, and a crowd of children scrambled around.

The salesman was overwhelmed, and after a long pause, the group of children left with their candies.

Seeing a young man approaching him, the salesman hurriedly picked up the box and approached courteously: "Mr., do you want to buy candy?"

Gu Qing paused, glanced at the preserved and dried fruits in the cargo box, and asked casually, "Is there any caramel?"

"Yes, yes." The salesman hurriedly took out a piece of oil paper and scooped a spoonful of caramel for him.

"The subordinates have followed His Highness's instructions to create momentum in the public. The Dali Temple is impeaching the prince for immorality. The emperor will definitely be suspicious of the party members who protect the prince."

"After all, the emperor hates contacting courtiers privately."

The shopkeeper kept moving his hands, and replied in a whisper that only two people could hear, "The Shen family is sending people to check His Highness's past, and the subordinates are worried that it will hinder His Highness from completing his great cause, so we have to deal with it..."

"No need." Gu Qing took out a few copper plates and placed them on the cargo box, with a calm expression: "Let them check."

"Check out You Lexiang for me."

"Okay, sir, your candy." The salesman offered the wrapped caramel and said with a grin, "Go slowly, sir."

Gu Qing put the sugar bag behind her, stepped up the steps amidst the sound of cries fading away, and walked towards the waterside pavilion.

Sorry, there are too many things at the end of this month. I am in the hospital, so I can only guarantee constant updates. It should be back to normal at the beginning of next month.