Cannon fodder rules for face-slapping prostitutes

Chapter 6

"The old minister dare not, the old minister still wants to thank His Royal Highness for his kindness, wicked girl, please thank His Royal Highness soon."

"No need, the prime minister's government affairs are cumbersome, so I won't bother the prime minister."

Shu Qing frowned slightly as she watched the tall and straight Gong Wushang get up, and walked out without looking sideways. The swing of the black robe showed the body full of infinite strength.

"Look, go back to your own yard quickly. If you don't learn etiquette from the nuns in the palace in the future, don't leave the yard."

Shu's father shook his sleeves and left indifferently, Shu Qing ignored this father who would only call her a wicked girl when he opened his mouth.

What troubled her was why she agreed to withdraw from the marriage, and the final development was still the same as in the previous life.

In the last life, although she begged the queen not to withdraw from her marriage, the queen sent her personal mother Qin to teach her because of her poor etiquette. Because she was specially ordered, the mother Qin came to the mansion Afterwards, he tormented her with various reasons, even if she took a small wrong step, or a drop of water overflowed from the bowl, all that awaited her would be a beating with a ruler.

Could it be that this life still can't escape everything from the past?

No, she, Shu Qing, will never accept her fate again.

She didn't know why Gong Wushang changed his plan of retiring, but that was fine, after all, retiring was really bad for her reputation, and she agreed to resign this time only because she didn't want to go to the palace again to beg the empress.

But this doesn't mean that she will compromise, she wants to have a perfect plan to withdraw the marriage, which can not damage her reputation, but also can successfully get Gong Wushang to withdraw the marriage.

Immersed in her own thoughts, she was walking towards the courtyard where she lived in her previous life, but she was stopped by someone halfway.

"Miss, it's time for the old lady to make up her mind, you..."

Shu Qing froze for a moment, staring blankly at Wang Momo who was holding a washtub in front of her. She was her mother's nanny, but now she was the rough envoy of her grandmother's yard.

When she returned to the mansion, Wang Momo was one of the few people who treated her well, but she was misled by Li Momo and others, who did not know good people, and thought that Wang Momo had bad intentions. , and even indulged the bullying of the servants, until she made a big mistake that time, and it was Wang Momo who tried her best to protect her, so she regretted it too late.

Her mother is the daughter of an imperial merchant, but she is talented, and Wang Momo is also well-educated, but now she is doing the work of a poor servant, her hands are full of calluses, her face is wrinkled and furrowed, her hair is half a hundred, and her back is slightly bent with.

Seeing her kind smile, Shu Qing's nose turned sore, tears filled his eyes, and his chest felt uncomfortable.

Cautiously, with indescribable admiration: "Nurse Wang..."

An ordinary address brought tears to Wang Momo's muddy eyes, and she smiled more kindly:
"Miss, you should go back and change your makeup before going to pay your respects, lest the old lady will be punished again, and the old slave will leave first."

Shu Qing looked at the old figure who was slowly leaving, and raised her head to keep her tears from falling.

The sun has set, the sky is full of rays, night is coming, and grandma has to go to bed as soon as it gets dark.

In her previous life, she went to invite Ann with this appearance, but she was punished as vulgar, and she knelt down in the ancestral hall all night again.

Shu Qing hurried back to her remote courtyard, and sure enough, she didn't even see a single servant guarding the gate. It seemed that she couldn't wait to go to Qin Wan'er to tell her the news, and to collect the reward by the way.

Shu Qing fetched water by herself to wash off the thick powder on her face, tied up her jet-black hair casually, and went to the compound where her grandmother was with her bare face in the sky.

"Look, our future Crown Princess has finally come. This fate is good. Even the old lady has to wait. Our Menger will not have such a good life."

As soon as Shu Qing stepped over the threshold and entered, she heard a sharp female voice, and when she looked up, it was Meiyan's third aunt.

(End of this chapter)