Mrs. Hua Yi

Chapter 273 A Faint Word (1)
Xianyun's whole body was shrouded in great grief and coldness, her face was as pale as snow.

"Jiayiyuan! I bought a house and left Zhuo's house with everyone around me. Now she is fine, just waiting for you to go back and reunite!" Kuyi supported her shoulder that fell instantly, Wuyun At that time, the body shrank and trembled.

Her heart has endured too much. Over the years, although she dare not expect her to be kind to her mother, she has never thought that she will make her mother a servant of others. She was once the head of a famous family. Mother.Xiu Yu Jian Huang, you are too vicious!

Xian Yun burst into tears, her face convulsed, and she fainted suddenly.

Kuyi caught her body, and everyone panicked.

Hong Chuan was so strong that she was ordered to pick her up and send her to Duo Hall to rest.

The eldest princess said anxiously: "Do you want to invite the imperial physician?"

Kuyi shook her head: "No problem, too sad, too angry. Just imagine that she was willing to enter the palace as an eyeliner for her mother, trying to disturb the emperor's family. However, her mother, as the aunt of Jingui, was beaten into the maidservant status by the eldest sister , how can she neither hurt nor hate? It is human nature to be unable to bear it for a while. Fortunately, she has a gentle and kind temperament, and she refuses to do too much harm, otherwise I would not save her."

"But after all my brother was killed by her, I will kill her." Feng Yizhu clenched his fists angrily.

"Fengnvxia, when the eldest princess was ordered by the empress dowager to send me Qifeng Buyao, it may have been passed on to her, but she was not the mastermind, there was someone else. She was just used and held hostage, and she is also a poor person If you want to hate, I hate her the most. Hating her caused me to lose my reputation, and thousands of people in the Xiao family were put to death. Now is not the time to hate her. Let's let her go back and reunite first, and then ask her who is her descendant Otherwise, we know that the crime of repairing fish and cutting bamboos is heinous, but we have no evidence, and we can't do anything to her." Ku Yi said while holding Feng Yizhu's hand, and said softly: "Feng Nu Xia, please be safe. Cao, when the eldest princess's wedding is over, everything will come to light, and the safety of Xuanyun will be left to you."

Feng Yizhu glanced at her coldly, with frost on his lips, he gritted his teeth and said: "Okay, let me listen to you for now, I hope she is not the one who killed my brother with her own hands!"

Kuyi's gentle eyes glowed at her: "She really hurt your brother, and I will not forgive her."

Feng Yizhu quickly brushed her hand away as if scalded by boiling water, stood by the window, and looked at the bright palace flowers outside the window.

The palace flowers are ingenious, extraordinarily gorgeous, like the beauties that can be seen everywhere in the extremely deep palace, with concubines and maidservants, they are all eye-catching.

But smelly girl, why do I always listen to you?
Feng Yizhu's eyes were cold and resentful, a little annoyed, she who used to dominate the situation, since she met this stinky girl, she has become a bit unlike Feng Yizhu, nor is she Feng Chunyi, she is ambiguous and seems to have lost her way.

Xionghuang looked at her for a while, then covered her lips and smiled quietly, the well-known crazy woman in the Jianghu has always been a loner and serious, but now she let her sister-in-law guide the country, it is a strange thing.

Fang Fang had the opportunity to smile and said, "Eldest Princess, when will you send me Xiao Yao's portrait? Sister Ling is waiting for me to make a perfect appointment."

"Silly sister, I gave her the portrait. Will Sister Yao still live in peace? Naturally, I won't give her a real portrait. It's fine to give her a fake one." cloth pen.

All the people surrounded her to see how she was painted.

The eldest princess held Tongguan in her hand, carefully examined the bitter barley, her eyes brushed against the beautiful faces one by one, she smiled playfully, where the eyes flickered, she caught them with a single wave.

Everyone applauded.

The beauties in the portraits are as beautiful as angels, unparalleled in the world.

(End of this chapter)