Cold king's poisonous spoiled concubine

Shen Zhuohua raised his face and looked at Duke Shen's face. His expression was dignified.

"Who?" Duke Shen also looked right.

"It's far away and near." Shen Zhuohua said, looking at the direction of the pavilion with an inexplicable look. "My father has always been optimistic about Xu Qing. If it's really possible, it's not impossible."

"It's just that Xu Qing is talking after all, if..." Shen Guogong's heart is also moved.

"Father, you think Xu Qing is a good man. It would be good if you gave her your sister. Moreover, my sister is a concubine if she was promised to others in the future."

Shen Zhuohua's words hit him. Shen An'an is a concubine and can only give concubines to others in the future.

"I'll try to ask. If so, maybe it's a good choice." Duke Shen whispered when he heard the speech.

Shen Zhuohua stopped talking and helped Duke Shen back to the courtyard.

In the evening, after dinner, Shen Zhuohua looked inexplicably at the letter sent by Fu Pingyan.

"What are the two young ladies doing recently?" Shen Zhuohua put down his letter and asked mammy Li indifferently.

"There's nothing wrong with it. It's just that occasionally seeing grass will be mysterious, like holding a letter, but the old slave is not sure." mammy Li said solemnly.

"Letter?" Shen Zhuohua whispered and fell into meditation.

The next day.

Shen Zhuohua, dressed in decent clothes, stood at the door and saw Chen Mo'er and Chen Jia coming early, with a smile on his lips.

"Aunt Chen, Mo'er." Shen Zhuohua walked over with broken steps, followed by the shadow of the moon behind him.

"Zhuo Hua, let's go quickly. Don't miss the time, aunt. When Mo'er comes back, he will pick you up." Chen Mo'er looked at Chen Jia in front of him and said.

"HMM." Chen Jia nodded and stood there with a food box, watching them leave.

Shen Fuzhong.

Chen Jia walked into the garden and saw Shen An'an sitting there. She didn't know what she was thinking.

"Miss Chen is really on time. She comes to see her father every day." Shen An is also in a strange mood when she sees Chen jiahun's natural style.

"Duke Shen and I have a life-saving grace. Naturally, we want to see him." Chen Jia has no good attitude towards Shen An'an and says coldly with a straight face.

"After all, men and women are different. It's better to pay attention. After all, it also has an impact on Miss Chen's reputation." Shen An said with deep meaning.

"Ah..." Chen Jia sneered and ignored it.

"Miss, these two young ladies are too much." mother Hua stood behind her and whispered.

"Don't pay attention, a little girl." Chen Jia said indifferently. She didn't care. Her reputation had disappeared more than ten years ago. How could she be sad because of a little girl's words?

At the thought of this, the pace under his feet was faster. Suddenly, he couldn't wait to see Duke Shen.

The other side.

"Zhuo Hua, will you meet Miss Hai today?" Chen Mo'er put down the curtain in his hand and said softly.

"Yes." Shen Zhuohua nodded, looking inexplicable.

"Do you have something on your mind?" Chen Mo'er saw her frown and looked like she was out of her mind.

"Nothing." Shen Zhuohua shook his head, raised the curtain on his side and looked at the vendors on the street.

Zuo Fu.

Zuo Xiaoli is in the room at ease to be married. Her beautiful face is even more charming in her exquisite makeup. She is still sitting behind her. Her unwilling eyes are clear and commendable.

"Mother, aren't you happy that her daughter is married?" Zuo Xiaoli looked at Zuo Shi from the bronze mirror and whispered.

Words fall, the left surname's eyes flash a trace of cold and fierce.

"What do you want to say?" Zuo's voice was a little hoarse, and the whole person lost a circle.

"My daughter just wanted to say that all this was originally the eldest sister. It's a pity that the eldest sister was so stupid that she had to fight against the daughter of Duke Shen, otherwise she wouldn't end up today."

Zuo Xiaoli's voice was as gentle as an Oriole, but her contempt did not decrease.

"Xiao Li, you're just a concubine. If Xiaoqing doesn't have an accident, you're still a concubine. You only deserve to be a concubine like your aunt." Zuo's anger burned in his heart and fought back impolitely.

"But now I'm a legitimate daughter, the only legitimate daughter in the left family." Zuo Xiaoli's fingers tightly clenched into a fist and said with forbearance.

"The appearance is, in this bone, is still a cheap common woman, and will never go to the lobby." Zuo Shi was replaced by anger at the moment.

His daughter died, and no one was distressed. He was also happy to prepare for the wedding. Zuo's anger was unable to appeal.

"You..." Zuo Xiaoli fiercely looked at Zuo Shi, with hostile eyes on her face. She cluttered inexplicably in her heart, and swallowed what she wanted to say.

At this time——

"Xiao Li, but you're ready." in order to be at ease, the left door supervisor outside the door entered Zuo Xiao Li's boudoir regardless of common sense.

"Father." Zuo Xiaoli quickly got up and saluted.

"Don't salute. Today is your wedding day. My father came to see you." the left door governor put the glass hairpin in her hand on her head.

"Thank you, father." Zuo Xiaoli said, glancing proudly at Zuo Shi standing on one side.

Zuo Shi sat there without saying a word with a sneer in his mouth.

"Yurong, today is a happy day for the left family. As a legitimate mother, I pay attention to your image." the left door supervisor looked at her and couldn't help frowning.

It is because he is too dignified and generous that Zuo Xiaoli has today's status.

Hearing the speech, Zuo Shi took a deep breath and lowered his eyes slightly.

"Madam, it's time to feed the young lady." the servant girl said respectfully with dumplings in her hand.

"HMM." Zuo Shi said, took the soup bowl, gently pointed the edge of the bowl with his fingertips, and fed Zuo Xiaoli mouth by mouth.

Outside the hall.

Shen Zhuohua and Chen Mo'er sat at one table and looked at Wu Man and Zhao yue'er. They occasionally talked to each other. Shen Zhuohua was absent-minded looking for the sea pearl.

When I saw the sea pearl sitting there, my eyes dropped slightly, "Mo'er, I'll talk to the Pearl."

"OK." Chen Mo'er took a look at the sea pearl opposite and replied.

Shen Zhuohua got up and walked over. Looking at Hai Mingzhu's haunted appearance, a touch of heartache flashed in his eyes. Such a loving and righteous woman can't let her die anyway.

"Pearl, what are you thinking?" Shen Zhuohua sat beside him and asked softly.

"Burning China." haimingzhu was suddenly awakened and said with a forced smile.

"Why are you so haggard, but you have something on your mind?" Shen Zhuohua frowned when he saw it.

"I really have something on my mind, but I don't know who to tell." haimingzhu sighed, and there was something bad in her heart.