Mrs. Hua Yi

Chapter 115
Liu Ling raised his eyebrows coldly, and said to her, "Oh? You really have a rare heart! You have to look forward to Shu, aren't you afraid of dying?"

"Wengzhu Minghui!" Kuyi bowed her body and lowered her eyes, a trail of autumn frost slipped across her eyes.

"You are just saying that the crown prince insulted her and should be compensated, but as far as I know, the girl Graceful Tong is surnamed Liu, and the same surname is not intermarried. Therefore, although Graceful Tong entered the palace, the queen mother did not allow her to be a concubine. In the past, she resisted to the death, and now she should be a perfect body, isn't she?" Liu Ling's beautiful eyes glanced at Graceful, and there was a mocking look on his lips.

Graceful twisted her pink waist, as if she wanted to pinch out the water of hatred, she kept her eyes down and acquiesced.

"Although she is a perfect body, how can anyone believe it after being frightened? A woman's reputation is as precious as gold, and she can't stay longer in the spring of her life. She also became a weaver in the palace. After a lot of hard work, there is some reward. Besides, the dyeing workshop may not be safe after all these trials and tribulations. Even if the old man grants a gift, how can the business be easily recovered? The most difficult thing in the world is the human heart. When the human heart is in a mess, it is hard to find money. Ba Qing helped Grace Tong made the decision to sell the dyeing workshop to Wengzhu at an appraised value, and used it as capital in exchange for her father and daughter to go to other villages to start a small livelihood. "Bitter barley said wanly, the words are round and jade-like, and the water does not leak.

Fu Ying sighed at the side, "What Miss Ba Qing said is very true. Fu Ying only knows how to save people, but never thinks about the truth. In this case, why didn't the Lord San Weng do a good job? What's more, the dyeing workshop is now run by the crown prince, specializing in dyeing. The royal tribute, together with the royal palace’s own use, can be regarded as the first workshop in Shouchun, and the future is bright, so it’s a pity to give up halfway.”

"Miss Baqing is indeed icy muscular. She has a flower essence. My lord admires her wonderful perfume making skills. Even this way of earning a living is considered the ultimate. Given time, I'm afraid she will be the most fragrant in Shouchun in the future. It's for the imperial use." Liu Ling's eyebrows and eyes were curved, like a thousand-layered black chrysanthemum blooming, and he squinted at the graceful tree, and said lightly: "Since she is a woman of the same clan, my lord will not let you be wronged very much. I have ordered the prince to lock him up together Thinking of his youthful stubbornness, if he forgives this time, if he breaks the law again, he must ask the emperor to abolish the title of prince and establish another elder brother to thank the people for their generosity and kindness. My lord bought your dyeing workshop with a thousand taels of silver, and you leave here Go, find another place to make a living, and don't stay in Shouchun anymore! Do you wish?"

Grace was already dripping with sweat, she didn't want to get help from several people today, like a fairy descended from heaven, an unprecedented encounter in her life, she didn't dare to expect too much, she just wanted to leave the Huainan Palace quickly, find her father, and go away Township.

The girl was pure and innocent, and her peaceful and prosperous life was shattered by the appearance of Prince Liu Qian. The struggles of these days are nothing but drifting and rootless. How could she think that she got so much money out of thin air? She was surprised and stunned for a while.

Liu Ling's cold eyes were slightly half-closed, and a ray of icy beauty touched people's minds.

A gust of wind blew past, and all kinds of colorful clothes fluttered, like a playful boy who could disturb the silence of a garden. In the silence, gurgling autumn water flowed through, drowning people's hearts.

Huanyan Shuisu was anxious, clutching the burden on her shoulders tightly, wishing she could answer for the dumb Graceful.

Kuyi gently pushed her aside and said, "Eatong, don't hesitate to thank Mrs. Weng for your kindness!"

One word awakened the insane, Graceful was like enlightenment, she hurriedly knelt down on the ground, touched her head a few times deeply, tears stained her delicate face, and wept with joy: "Minister thanked the Lord! Waiting for Minnv to find it overnight Father, leave tomorrow, don't dare to delay!"

Fu Yingyan stepped forward, took her by the side, and smiled brightly: "Your father lives in a bamboo house in the suburbs, and that is my temporary retreat. This Baqing girl comes from outside the city to sell makeup every day. You must know where it is - there is a string of five-color stone jade bamboo wind chimes under the eaves of the bamboo house. You go with them, and I will have a chat with the Lord Weng. I will return to the guest house in the evening, and I will send you out of the city in the morning. Don't worry. Just wait for me!"

Kuyi was stunned, and she glanced quietly at Huanyan Shuisu. The two nodded to her, and Kuyi was relieved a little. Where is it, and it is the ultimate road idiot.

The house she bought was also managed by Shuisu Tuohui, the so-called Fangya among the people.The house was placed in a desolate place, at the end of the official road, but some orphans and widows Shuang couldn't make ends meet, so they bought it cheaply, and Kuyi moved in with their orphans and widows as companions, so they felt at ease.

But although Kuyi has been to the house, he rented a carriage to go there, so he didn't know the way carefully, anyway, someone led him so he didn't have to worry about it. The Lord is squeamish.

Grace bowed gratefully for a few times, the tip of her tongue was tied up, she didn't know what to say, she just thanked her blindly, she had already sent her soul to the bamboo house.Liu Ling ordered people to prepare a light carriage, delivered silver taels, and sent people to drive out of the city.

A Fang chased out of the palace gate, staring at the pretty shadow that was far away from Kuyi, feeling lost, waved the hibiscus and lily flowers in his hand, until the carriage turned into a black shadow in the mist, then he sighed and walked back listlessly .

"A Fang, go back to the house! My sister will come to see you later!" Liu Ling's phoenix eyes were frosty, and Ning Zi glanced at Ning Zi with her light eyebrows. Lord, let's go back, the sky will be dark, the pollen will become more fragrant, and there will be a lot of mosquitoes and horseflies, if we are bitten by poisonous mosquitoes again, how about causing old diseases?"

Here Liu Ling asks Fu Ying to tell her a story, and Fu Ying gladly follows her. She glances back at A Fang, who is full of loneliness. Could it be that she is the young lady who is poisoned when she touches pollen?It is rumored that she was once the most beloved Lord of Huainan. Since her mother and concubine passed away, she also lost her stunning appearance due to poisoning. Gradually, King Huainan didn't care about her. It's hard to go to the blue sky.

"Are you afraid of seeds? With it, are you still afraid of poisonous mosquitoes and flies? I'm not a three-year-old with a temperament like a flower in a greenhouse. It's possible that I will be locked up for the rest of my life. How boring it is to live like this!" A Fang was depressed and raised his head. Put the lily flower in your hand, put it on the tip of your nose and sniff it. It is fragrant and elegant, with a refreshing warmth. It is said that the beauty is like a flower, and the flower can be woven with grass to be beautiful and safe. A pair of skillful hands will give it a fresh luster , but she can only lock the palace tightly, not free at all.It is said that the daughter of the emperor's family has golden branches and jade leaves, and now she suddenly realizes that no matter how beautiful her face is, it is nothing but a dark red branch in the wall, only withered and withered.

Sister Yao, you must try to take me out of the palace!

Ah Fang covered his face with flowers, and sighed softly.

(End of this chapter)