Princess, be nice

Chapter 376
"Who said that my concubine is going to leave, where is the ancestral hall, and lead the way." Yuan Changhuan sneered, kneeling at the ancestral hall, kneeling at the ancestral hall, no one is afraid of anyone, anyway, she is right.

Even if she doesn't like her look, noble as Ling Ran is like a princess, she won't make it so obvious to find faults.

Then, the only possibility is that she did it on purpose.

Deliberately trying to lead himself to resist confrontation and disobey her.

No matter whether she is right or wrong this time, as long as she disobeys her mother-in-law and commits the next crime, it will only be her fault.

Oh, it depends on whether she will be fooled.

Sister Yan led Yuan Changhuan towards the ancestral hall with a silent face.

The voice is flat and straightforward, without emotion, "whether a woman is virtuous or not is determined by the level of her voice and the amount of language she speaks. A low voice is a virtuous person, and a high one is not a virtuous one. Just now, when the concubine Shizi spoke to the concubine, if her voice was too high, it was considered inappropriate." Xian, being happy and graceful is the most important thing to do with a relative, just now the concubine..."

With an indifferent face, Yuan Changhuan glanced at Yan Mama, "Mama Yan knows a lot, but do you know the consequences of committing the following crimes?"

"Mother-in-law can teach her daughter-in-law a lesson. Where did you come from, a lowly slave who dares to offend me and teach me a lesson?"

"The old slave was ordered by the princess..."

"Shut up." Yuan Changhuan said lightly and indifferently, "This concubine has a bad temper, and one more thing, there is no guarantee that you will be able to go back to see your concubine in good health."

A look of astonishment flashed in Yan Nanny's eyes, as if she didn't expect the concubine Shizi to be so arrogant. She is the first-class nun next to the concubine, and the concubine Shizi gave her such shame.

However, thinking of Uncle Anyuan's mansion, the concubine's wanton bullying of the fifth princess and her safe return, Nanny Yan really shut up.

After arriving at the ancestral hall, Madam Yan dared to speak, "The ancestral hall is inside, please, Shi Zifei."

"Without the order of the princess, no entry or exit is allowed."

After all, a group of guards suddenly appeared.

Strictly control the entrance of the ancestral hall.

Yuan Changhuan's red lips turned coldly.

Really entered the ancestral hall.

This is the first time, because the princess is her legitimate mother-in-law.

As everyone knows, a figure flashed in the dark.

Hundred gardens.

Xie Ci had a gentle face, looking at Feng Yasong who kept bowing in front of him with peaceful eyes.

"I was really wrong, Mr. Xie has a lot of people, can you let me go?"

Picking up the teacup slowly, Xie Ci lightly blew the tea foam on the water, "After drinking it, it will be written off."

"..." Feng Yasong looked at the half pot of mandarin duck wine on the table, and stepped back a few steps, "I'm also kind, after all, you used to be as good as a jade, and you lived like a monk. If you say that the husband and wife are not in harmony, I mistakenly think that you can't..."

Listening to Feng Yasong's words, Xie Ci remained unmoved, "This son is not good, who told you?"

"It's you..."

No, the original scene appeared in Feng Yasong's mind, Xie Ci never said he couldn't do it.

Looking at Xie Ci with a look of unrequited love, "If you can do it, why did Shi Zifei arrest you? At that time, there were a lot of scratches on your neck. Could it be that she did it out of desire, dissatisfaction and resentment!"

Xie Ci stared at him secretly, "Who told you that only when you are dissatisfied with your desires can you be angry?"

Feng Yasong finally understood, "You..."

Looking at the sky outside, Xie Ci stood up, flicked his slightly wrinkled brocade sleeves, and said neither salty nor salty, "Either you drink it yourself, or I let someone pour it, choose one yourself."

"This son has to go back to the house, don't waste time."

Eye sockets enlarged, staring at the mandarin duck wine on the table, Feng Yasong seemed to be looking at an enemy.

As soon as he put his hand on it, there was a clear and crisp voice from outside, "My lord, something happened!"

(End of this chapter)