Pampering the Spicy Little Crazy Wife

Jiang Ke'er is wearing a bright yellow dress today. Nangong Beibei sees Jiang Ke'er at a glance, but he is disgusted.

The most annoying is the scheming girl. If Lin xian'er is still alive, they will have a fight.

"I've seen empress Yun." Jiang Ke'er has a gentle smile on his face, but it's a fake smile in Nangong Beibei's eyes. At first sight, it's just a bad embryo. It's so moving that it's like a woman in the dust who is trying to sell her smile, but Nangong Beibei doesn't want to.

So when Jiang Ke'er saluted her, Nangong Beibei stopped her saluting: "sister saluting, I don't need it. I know it in my heart."

"Well, there has to be an order of first come first served." Jiang Ke'er still ignores Nangong Beibei's obstruction and gives a salute to Nangong Beibei.

What an affectation!

What is the first come, second served order? No imperial edict has been issued, and no engagement has been made yet. Now it's disgusting to say such a thing?

"Sit down."

Yunluo makes a sound slowly, and then a maid in waiting helps Jiang Ke'er pull the chair open. Jiang Ke'er sits next to Nangong Beibei.

It's difficult for Nangong Beibei to change his position.

When all the people arrived, Yunluo slowly considered the cup of tea in front of her, but slowly said: "there will be a lot of scenes like this in the future. We hope that all of you will have a harmonious relationship in the house. You are all very optimistic people in our palace. Naturally, we hope that you can have more support."

"..." Nangong Beibei is speechless. Is there something in these words pointing at mulberry and cursing locust? Nangong Beibei had to admire Yunluo's move.

But... There are some problems in my mind. Some of these people, like her, are married, not waiting on a man and supporting each other?!

Nangong Beibei thinks that since she met Jiang Ke'er, Nangong Beibei's temper has become a little irritable, although she may leave here in the future.

Lengfeng will have another person to like, but at least now she doesn't want Lengfeng to have another woman, otherwise she will be unhappy.

In that case, there are two different concepts.

"What empress Yun said is that we remember it." They began to echo the words of Princess Yun again. Nangong Beibei had to pretend Even if he didn't want to go back.

Anyway, there will always be endless topics between women. It took about half an hour to talk about them. Then Princess Yun got up and took them to the imperial garden.

Nangong Beibei thinks that Jiang Ke'er is totally intentional. Otherwise, how can he get so close to her?

"Elder sister, may I ask her a few questions?"

Nangong Beibei just wanted to speed up to the front, to avoid the distance between Jiang Ke'er and Nangong Beibei, but he didn't think that Jiang Ke'er stopped Nangong Beibei behind him.

The voice, not to mention how euphemistic moving.

Just in front of those people also heard, Nangong Beibei only stopped, toward Jiang Ke'er gentle smile: "OK, sister has any questions, sister can answer, that naturally will help sister answer."

"Ke'er's mother is ill. She has always wanted to find a good doctor to treat her mother. I heard that her sister is a princess in southern Xinjiang and knows how to treat her. Could you ask her to go to the mansion to help her mother?" Jiang Ke'er lowered his head and choked when he spoke.

Needless to say, tears began to appear in those eyes. They looked so pathetic. People who didn't know it even thought that she had bullied Jiang Ke'er.

Nangong Beibei just wants to find an excuse to refuse, but Yunluo, who is in the front, suddenly makes a sound and laughs: "Qiushui's medical skill is also very good. Why don't you go and help Ke'er to have a look?"

"My medical skills are not as good as my master and my teacher's mother. I can only give one cause. If I want to get rid of the disease, I'm afraid I'm just half hanging." Nangong Beibei smiles and says it as tactfully as possible, hoping that Qiushui and Jiang Ke'er will give up the idea after hearing it.

But what she said was futile. Jiang Ke'er still insisted, and even held Nangong Beibei's hand: "elder sister, you can help my mother. They all said that Nanjiang's medical skills are very good. Since my elder sister is from Nanjiang and an apprentice of the national teacher, there must be a way to save my mother..."

Jiang Ke'er did not say these words, but also said that as soon as he said that, those people looked at her one after another, and the eyes seemed to say: she is so pitiful, you can help her.

Nangong Beibei is speechless. After all, Jiang Ke'er's mother is not her fault. Besides, Liuqing Xuancai has just dredged those, and she has no actual combat experience. If she kills someone, it's not her fault?

But on the contrary, if she is not cured, she will be eloquent, and others will certainly speak out and belittle the medical skills of Southern Xinjiang.

And she has only one way to go, that is to save Jiang Ke'er's mother. On the one hand, she can prove her strength, and on the other hand, she can keep the reputation of Southern Xinjiang.

"Well, when you get out of the palace, you can take me to your house." Nangong Beibei still let go, and he had to.

She wants to think, this matter is Jiang Ke'er and cloud Luo two people deliberately collude to frame her, in order to see if she can have that strength in the end!

Originally, Nangong Beibei was not in the mood for the flower feast. Now, after Jiang Ke'er made such a scene, he was in no mood.

My mind is full of things about Jiang Ke'er's mother. Although it is necessary to prove my strength, I will worry about it.

After all

It's her first time.

"What is Qiushui thinking?" Yunluo finds Nangong Beibei's distraction, but he suddenly points the conversation to Nangong Beibei. The smile in his eyes is dazzling to Nangong Beibei.

Nangong Beibei came back, but he said with a smile: "nothing. I heard sister Ke'er say that, but I thought of my teacher who just left."

If you don't say a word, Yunluo will know that she is lying. But she has to give such a reason.

Hope to muddle through.

Yunluo's lips lightly drew a smile, but there was a little more blame in his eyes: "why didn't the master say that he would stay a few more days when he was there? It's the same as before, so homesick. "

Nonsense, who doesn't love home?