Cold king's poisonous spoiled concubine

"I don't know. You're entangled by a fly." Fu Pingyan's voice was gentle and stood beside Shen Zhuohua. His eyes looked at Wanju with infinite coldness.

Such an expression made Wan Ju's heart Click and his eyes dodge.

"Prince Wan, aren't you leaving yet?" the moon shadow saw Fu Pingyan coming and asked with a frown.

"Since the Marquis is here, I'll leave now." Wan Ju turned away and put down the chessboard in his hand.

"These things were taken away and thrown away." Fu Pingyan looked at the things in front of him and opened his mouth coldly.

"Yes." wood Eagle answered and picked up the packed chessboard and threw it out.

"Why are you here?" Shen Zhuohua was not interested in these things, but looked at him suspiciously.

"Today is the day to exchange joysticks with me. Naturally, I will come." Fu Pingyan took her hand and went into Shen's house together.

Chen Jia was also happy to see Fu Pingyan come in. The elders of the Fu family looked at them holding hands and twisted their eyes. They wanted to talk, but they were stopped by Fu Pingyan's eyes.

"Mother, we want to go to the garden." Shen Zhuohua looked at the post on the table and his face was slightly ruddy.

"OK." Chen Jia nodded and watched them leave.

"Why did he come?" Fu Pingyan looked at the scenery of the garden and took a good sip of the tea cup.

"I met Mingzhu on the street today." Shen Zhuohua told me what happened.

"Everyone dares to covet." Fu Pingyan snorted coldly, with a murderous intention in his eyes.

Shen Zhuohua naturally knows what he means, but he doesn't object. This man really hates it.

They sat there looking at the view of the garden.

And the other side.

Wan Ju returned home, and his heart was afraid. When the man's eyes rang, he felt frightened.

"Your face is not very good. What's the matter?" Mrs. Wan couldn't help worrying when she saw her son's pale face.

"Mother, the child is fine." Wan Ju looked at his mother's worry about himself and shook his head slightly.

"You're fine. There will be a banquet in a few days. Take good care of your health. Then your mother will find you a good wife."

Seeing that he was really all right, Mrs. Wan was secretly relieved and took out the invitation in her hand.

"The party? Who is it?" Wan Ju was stunned and looked at her puzzled.

"It's the birthday of the Duke of Miao of the Miao family in Kyoto. It's just my 80th birthday." Mrs. Wan said faintly and took a sip of the tea cup in her hand.

"Mother, will those royal nobles in Kyoto go?" Wan Ju said uncertain.

"It's natural. The old Duke of the Miao family lived and died together with the former Emperor. Even the emperor should not be polite. The scene is naturally bigger." Mrs. Wan was silent, with a loving smile on her lips.

He didn't listen carefully to the rest of the words. He was very happy at the thought of seeing Shen Zhuohua, and his body was hard.

"Mother, I have something to do, so I won't eat at home in the evening." Wan Ju thought of those friends and hurried to look in the brothel.

"Where are you going?" Mrs. Wan saw that she frowned and wanted to talk. She saw that she just left a figure for herself.

Shen family.

When Shen Zhuohua sent Fu Pingyan and the old man away, they saw that Chen Jiazheng was choosing a gift there and couldn't help wondering, "mother, what do you mean?"

"The Duke of the Miao family is about to celebrate his 80th birthday. Naturally, he chooses some gifts to send." Chen jiabian said, taking up the jade Guanyin in his hand, "wrap it up."

"Miao family?" Shen Zhuohua remembered that Miao Wei was a brother who lived and died with the former Emperor.

"You'll go too. My mother has sent someone to order clothes for you." Chen Jia looked at Shen Zhuohua's face and thought her daughter was the best, "we Zhuohua will be gorgeous."

Shen Zhuohua heard the helpless smile and didn't care.

The next day.

Shen Zhuohua and Chen Mo'er were walking along the street.

"You'll attend the birthday of the old master of the Miao family." Chen Mo'er looked at the two people in front of him as if he remembered something.

"It's natural. My mother has prepared something for me. What about you, Mo'er?" Hai Mingzhu seems to think of something. These things are prepared by her first mother, but Chen Mo'er

"I haven't, didn't I ask you to come out and prepare together?" Chen Mo'er said with a helpless look on his face.

"Then go to the ready-made clothes shop." Shen Zhuohua stood aside and opened his mouth indifferently.

The three went to the ready-made clothes shop and chose the cloth. Among them, the high-quality wood silk and satin is very attractive, and the patterns on it are also very special.

"How about this?" Chen Mo'er said, picking up a little and gesticulating back and forth on himself.

"Yes, it's also very suitable for you. The light green on it matches you very much." haimingzhu also thinks it's good.

"Wait a minute."

Chen Mo'er just wanted to call the boss over, when he saw a woman in a peach pink dress coming in, with a trace of displeasure on her delicate little face.

"I want this cloth. You can choose any other cloth. I can pay for you, but I can't give you this." the woman in pink looked at her indifferently.

"This girl, you should always pay attention to a first come, first served. Why do you want my cloth when you enter the door?" Chen Mo'er frowned, and the cloth in his hand was also in the hand of the stream behind him.

"I'll give you how much money." the woman frowned and her tone was arrogant.

"Is Miss Ben the one who needs money?" Chen Mo'er ignored it and turned around to settle the account with the boss.

"Stop." the girl in pink frowned and waved to the servant girl behind her. Seeing this, the servant girl behind her flew up and rushed to the stream opposite.

The brook's ears moved, subconsciously hid aside, and reached out quickly.

"White peony, grab it for me." the woman in pink looked at the scene in front of her and was very angry. From small to large, she couldn't get what she wanted.

"The brook, take it away for the princess. The princess wants to see who dares to move?" Chen Mo'er doesn't want to press people with her identity, but now it seems that the woman really doesn't know what to do.

Who knows, the woman heard the sound, as if she hadn't heard it, and still went her own way.

Shen Zhuohua and Hai Mingzhu were stunned. "Who is she?"

The moon shadow heard her young lady's words, her eyes drooped slightly, and suddenly her eyes lit up, "Miss, he is..."

"No wonder it's so arrogant." Shen Zhuohua heard the sound and knew it clearly in his indifferent eyes.

Xiaoxi and Paeonia Alba are fighting in the shop.