Cold king's poisonous spoiled concubine

Shen Zhuohua thought about it and decided to leave the doctor to him.

"Doctor Mu is my man. He has a care beside you and will not be easily bought off." Fu Pingyan has long seen that the doctor of Shen's house has been bought off.

"OK." Shen Zhuohua nodded after listening.

For several days, Shen Zhuohua has been dealing with the marriage of Duke Shen.

"Are you getting busier and busier now?" Chen Mo'er sat in the teahouse and took a sip of tea.

"There are so many things at home that it's hard to spare time." Shen Zhuohua said faintly.

"If we want to see you, we need to go to your home to find you, otherwise we can't find you." Hai Mingzhu said at the same time.

Shen Zhuohua was just silent and could breathe a sigh of relief for the time being.

"Now in Kyoto, what people expect is the marriage between Duke Shen and his aunt." Chen Mo'er asked with his heart under his nose and took a bite.

"That's not necessarily true. I heard that Liu Bai, the wife of Dingyuan Hou, suddenly had a bad disease. She always had bubbles in her mouth, but she didn't want to be good. I heard that she was looking for a doctor everywhere."

Haimingzhu heard Yingying say a word and put it in her heart.

"Oh? Is there such a thing?" Shen Zhuohua couldn't help but wonder.

"It's been nearly ten days." Hai Mingzhu recalled it carefully.

Shen Zhuohua carefully recalled and calculated the days... That's not... The smile in his eyes did not decrease.

"By the way, I'm going to buy something for my aunt this afternoon. Wait for you to accompany me." Chen Mo'er took out a list from his skirt as if he remembered something.

"Aunt Chen is reliable. I know you won't remember." Shen Zhuohua smiled when he saw a list.

"I really can't remember. There are too many things to buy." Chen Mo'er looked at the things to be prepared in front of him and his head was big.

afternoon.

The three men came out of the teahouse and went straight to the ready-made clothes shop.

"This material is not bad, just enough to make some clothes for my aunt." Chen Mo'er picked up a light white surprise and whispered.

"This material is not suitable for your aunt," he said, grabbing the cloth with his big hand, and his voice was also sour.

Shen Zhuohua and Hai Mingzhu, who were standing on one side, looked at the voice and saw a blue flash, with a scarf on their face.

"Mrs. Liu? What a coincidence." Chen Mo'er looked at the woman in front of him and hissed.

"Princess, this cloth is not very suitable for your aunt. After all, it's a big wedding. Red, blue and green are more suitable. What's wrong with white?".

That's what he said, but Liu Bai's eyes have been staring at the cloth in his hand. The eyes and style on it are very good.

"Mrs. Liu means it's lucky for you to use it?" Chen Mo'er couldn't help frowning. She liked the material, not the color.

"This cloth is very suitable for me, isn't it? Princess, you're still young, your eyes are different from ours, and your aunt may not like it." Liu Shi smelled and gestured on his body.

"You..." Chen Mo'er was stopped by Hai Mingzhu and Shen Zhuohua when he wanted to say anything else.

"Mo'er, forget about this cloth. The color is really bad on your aunt's happy day." Shen Zhuohua hurriedly persuaded one side.

"Yes, the white is not very good, and the clothes made must be the same as mourning clothes." the voice behind the sea pearl is very low.

Shen Zhuohua was stunned when he heard the speech. He felt that haimingzhu's words were still appropriate. What he made was really the same as mourning clothes.

"Forget it, pearl, you're right. It's really inappropriate for a happy day." Chen Mo'er also gave up and said no more.

Liu Bai looked at the cloth in his hand and asked the boss to wrap it.

"Well, this is also good." Hai Mingzhu picked up a light yellow cloth and looked very gentle.

"I'll take this too." Liu looked at the light yellow cloth in front of him and wanted to reach out and take it.

"Mrs. Liu, you've gone too far." Chen Mo'er said nothing this time. He pulled the cloth in his hand, and his voice was full of cold.

"I just like it. I'm saying there's so much cloth. It's enough to cut it off for me to make clothes." Liu said and was about to grab it.

"Brook." Chen Mo'er's voice was full of cold and drank loudly.

The stream rushed from behind, raised his hand and slapped Liu.

"Ah..." Liu took a few steps back and looked at her incredulously. "How dare you hit me?"

"Madam, don't deceive people too much. You rob my cloth again and again. Can you wear it?" Chen Mo'er said with a sneer.

"What if you are the princess? I'm the Marquis's wife. Aren't you afraid of my master's anger if you beat me like this?" Liu looked at the woman in front of him and couldn't help shouting.

"If you rob my cloth, don't you want my father to be angry? The princess wants to see what happens when your master is angry?" Chen Mo'er is also angry at the moment, and his words are a little unscrupulous.

Shen Zhuohua hurriedly pulled her, "Mo'er, be careful with your words and deeds."

"This woman is really deceiving people. She can't get along with my aunt, and now she can't get along with me. Do you really think I'm dead when I'm east of the palace?" Chen Mo'er also realized what he said.

After all, it's the marquis. He still has to give some thin noodles. When the back house matters come to the man, his interest changes.

"Madam, I'm afraid it's hard to hear you bullying the younger generation like this." Hai Mingzhu said hurriedly.

The people who were buying cloth around also talked about it one after another, secretly pointing to Liu and whispering.

"You..." Liu Shi also heard the words of the people around him and was angry.

"Forget it, it's just a batch of cloth. Let's change one." Shen Zhuohua hurriedly opened his mouth when he saw that the atmosphere was a little nervous.

"Hum." Chen Mo'er snorted coldly, threw down the cloth in his hand and was ready to leave, "brook." the more he thought about it, the more he felt some bad taste in his heart, and winked at his maid.

The stream suddenly understood that while Liu was not paying attention, a bead on his hand flew up and knocked down the scarf on Liu's face.

Liu's face, whose mouth was full of blood bubbles, appeared in front of everyone, and it faintly turned into pus and blood.

"Ah... What is this?"

"How disgusting?"

"With such an appearance, no matter how good the cloth is, it can't wear."

When the people saw this bloody scene, they couldn't help but step back. Their eyes were full of disgust and voices of discussion.

"Madam Hou ye, what's wrong with your mouth? How can you be so scary and have nightmares."