Princess, be nice

Chapter 120

Inside Fengyi Palace.

The Empress Dowager, who was dressed in satin brocade and golden peony robes, leaned on the soft pillow, tapped the coffee table with her fingers inlaid with gold silk armor, her eyes were half closed, and she was extremely graceful and luxurious.

"Nurse Lin, tell me, what's going on with Yuanyuan, it won't work after a few encounters."

And all of them were met by the man in a hurry, and what he said was asking Miss Yuan to choose another husband, who was not good enough for her.

"Should the young masters get along with Miss Yuan and really find that they are not good enough?"

Nanny Lin couldn't say anything wrong with Yuan Changhuan, "After all, Miss Yuan is really beautiful and charming, and an ordinary Pingcheng noble son might really belittle herself."

"Hey, Yuanyuan's appearance, I don't know if it's a blessing or a curse." The queen mother sat up and looked at Nanny Lin, "No, no, these people who were selected for Yuanyuan before, although they are handsome and talented, they are not worthy of Yuanyuan. "

"Re-election!"

"Yes."

Yuan Changhuan, who was leisurely watching his mother teach his brother Yuan Changhuan in Rong Yuanhou's mansion, did not know that another wave of sons of the rich and powerful in Pingcheng was waiting for her to see him.

Watching the scene of mother chasing her brother around the yard.

Yuan Changhuan sighed.

Niangqin is really amazing.

The entire Rongyuan Houhou's mansion suddenly jumped up and down.

My brother's miserable cry came from my ear, "Ah, mother, stop beating me, I won't dare again."

"If you are told to drink flower wine, if you don't learn well, I will beat you to death!"

"Mother, oh!"

Yuan Changhuan was sitting on the stone bench beside him, drinking tea and eating snacks, enjoying himself leisurely, "Mother, on the left, right, right, right."

"That position hurts the most."

Half an hour later, the panting, blue-nosed and swollen-faced Young Lord Yuan Xiaohou lay in the middle of the yard, "Mother, you don't slap people in the face, how can I see people like this."

Mrs. Yuan sat beside Yuan Changhuan, her posture was elegant and dignified, she sipped a cup of hot tea, and said slowly, "Your face is also given to me by my mother, and I can hit you whenever I want."

"do you have any opinion?"

Looking sideways at her son who was standing up while supporting the tree, Mrs. Yuan looked leisurely.

"Don't dare." Yuan Changqing quickly waved his hands, mother's attack was too ruthless.

"Do you still dare to go to that kind of place in the future?"

"Don't dare!"

Touching the bruise on his face, Yuan Changqing gasped, "Hiss, it hurts."

Mrs. Yuan waved her hand, and said angrily, "Shui Mo, go and give me some medicine."

"Yes!" Shui Mo got the order, and immediately helped his young master back.

There was a smile on Yuan Changhuan's lips, "Mother should teach my brother a good lesson, lest my brother lose his memory."

"Don't think mother doesn't know, why did your brother offend you?" Madam Yuan blew away the tea leaves floating on the tea water.

After teaching the son, he began to interrogate the daughter again.

Madam Yuan sighed softly, both of them were worried.

Yuan Chang, who was seen through, hugged his mother's arm happily and rubbed against him, "Mother, what can I do."

"Didn't you go to meet the number one scholar today, what's the result?"

Recently, the Empress Dowager chose these for her own daughters, all of which were noble sons of Pingcheng. Madam Yuan didn't say she liked them very much, but she didn't object.

After patting his legs, Yuan Changhuan suddenly remembered, "I almost forgot to send someone to explain to Qi Zhuangyuan!"

Hearing her daughter's words, Mrs. Yuan poked her forehead, hating iron for being weak, "You, you."

Yuan Changhuan blinked and comforted, "Mother, don't worry, let someone go to Qi's mansion to say something."

(End of this chapter)