Cold CEO Loves Unstoppably

"Oh, my dear daughter!" She took it over painfully. Her face was cold and cold by the wind. She held it in her hand and said unhappily, "why don't you hold it when you come back?"

The nurse explained the situation at that time, but she was very angry, and went straight in with her baby in her arms.

Beitanghao and Qin Yuran are talking quietly with their heads against each other. The charcoal makes a slight beeping sound. She is stunned.

"Why are you here?" When beitanghao saw the child in her arms, he became quiet and cried when he looked at him.

"The Lord has been busy outside for a few days. Jinger misses him and brings her here."

"Is it?" Beitanghao then motioned to her to sit down beside her.

The child just hugged him and immediately cried. His little hand, which was tucked in his heavy clothes, was raised high up. He cried so much that his face became cold.

Let them take them away.

"Well, well, qinger starts to cry. I'll see you next time!"

"Lord!" Wang Fuchun is aggrieved in his heart and his eyes are full of tears.

Beitanghao waved his hand impatiently, and at the same time lowered his face and said, "I heard that you lose your temper every day, which makes your daughter cry and be frightened. If you can't take care of it, let Jinger also keep it by Yuran's side!"

"No way!" She immediately hugged her daughter tightly, as if Qin Yuran wanted to take her daughter away immediately.

Although it is said that there is a precedent for a common woman to be raised under the knees of the main room, with Wang Fuchun's arrogance, she does not want to hit a nail.

Beitanghao pulls her in. Although Wang Fuchun is silent, she can still feel the deep hatred in her eyes.

"Since you want to keep yourself by your side, you should pay more attention to it. You should quit!"

She ran away in a hurry like an amnesty. Her tears could not stop falling all the way. She looked at her daughter and loved and hated, "Why are you not the son of a son?"

Seeing her crying red face, she could not help but feel heartache. She stuck her face to her face. "It's not your fault. It's all Qin Yuran's fault."

Over the past few days, the whole house has been busy. The red lanterns are hanging high and white, and they are more and more snow-white and lovely. The lanterns are very red.

On this day, the guests came one after another. Wang Fuchun has been busy for a long time. She is very happy to meet her. It is the wife of general Cao's family.

Cao Yang's family led a group of women to salute her. "The concubine's wife is really virtuous and capable. The scenery along the way is pleasant. The snow in the palace is extremely elegant."

"Mrs. Cao praised me so much. Please have a seat." She just sat down and was about to greet other guests. Cao Yang, however, grabbed her and whispered, "where's the princess? Why don't you see her?"

"Today's guests are all distinguished guests, so my sister should dress up to meet them."

Cao Yang sneered coldly, "her dress is quite different from you. You look at your overall style. It seems that you are a side concubine with the style of being a housewife.

I've also heard that the servants in the mansion are critical of the princess, and only you are willing to do your best to help

When Wang Fuchun heard this, her heart was in full bloom, which was exactly what she wanted.

On the surface, he shook his head and said in a panic: "where does Mrs. Cao say what she says, there are so many servants around the palace that they can't take good care of. The servants just talk about it all over the place and pass it into the lady's ears. Don't listen to these bastards!"

"She is a princess who is high above the throne. If she is not so angry and resentful, how dare the servants spread rumors around? It's just a pity for you."

"Mrs. Cao is really kind-hearted. No wonder her mother talks about you from time to time. Please go to the prime minister's office more often."

"Sure, sure!" She hastened to laugh.

More than half of the Royal relatives and nobles came, some of them even Wang Fuchun didn't know each other. During this period, Qin Yuran was always dressing up. She was dancing among them, like a happy bird, taking good care of everything.

Seeing this scene, Xiaocui stamped her feet in a hurry. She turned and urged Qin Yuran, "Miss, if you don't show up, people think Wang Fuchun is the imperial concubine!"

Qin Yuran is sticking the tinsel of flowers carefully, baking the thin gold foil on the fire, and then sticking it on her forehead when it is hot.

Put on a red cape. Elegant and elegant, the United States can not be square things.

"It's almost time. Let's go!"

Cui'er looks happy, still worried.

Qin Yuran's arrival immediately attracted people's attention.

Wang Fuchun is pink. She was originally pretty, lively and eye-catching. But in front of Qin Yuran, who is embroidered with gold and Phoenix, she looks like a peach in the wild. How can she be compared with peony?

She felt a little ashamed of herself. She quickly shook her head and called out to the crowd in front of Qin Yuran: "please take your seats in the hall."

At the moment, people are still immersed in the brilliance of Qin Yuran, and no one responds. Qin Yuran walks forward and says in a Mansheng voice, "Yuran is short of hospitality. Let's wait for you for a long time.""What did my sister say? My sister has treated her according to the etiquette!" Wang Fuchun immediately interrupted and called out to the crowd, "ladies, please come here!"

Qin Yuran didn't say anything, so they stood still. Wang Fuchun was embarrassed, too anxious. Seeing Cao Yang's family standing in front of her, they rushed to help her.

"Mrs. Cao, this way, please!"

Looking around, people are scattered around, some enjoy the wintersweet in the distance, some are enjoying the Can Xue, and some are looking at the bonsai.

Qin Yuran doesn't speak. She withdraws her hand.

The crowd did not know who began to shout: "I have never heard of concubines attending a party, even as the hostess!"

Wang Fuchun is stunned. He looks at Qin Yuran's best friend. She is a newly married lady of the same age. She is generous and beautiful, and her voice is even clearer.

As soon as she opened her mouth, others echoed.

They look around, come is not the main room, or is the legitimate daughter!

There is a cold hum, "concubine is not a girl? How can you show up in public and be disgraced! " Suddenly his face turned red, and Wang Fuchun looked at Cao Yang, expecting her to speak.

But she did not dare to offend the public anger, and quickly lowered her eyes, pretending not to hear.

She turned red and said, "my sister is busy for a while, and I'm just going to meet her! What concubines are not concubines? The Lord asked me and my sister to take care of them together! "

"That's the big belly of the princess. The prince is broad-minded, but someone secretly says bad things about the princess behind his back, saying that he bullies the concubine's room.

Everyone said that if the princess really bullied her, how could she show up to entertain her guests at this important time of the year? "