The Evil Prince and his Precious Wife: The Sly Lady

Chapter 95 Suspicion

"Yeah!" Sunan Xiang nodded, his face did not change color, and his heart did not lie.

"In the lower East, thank you for the help of the girl..." The East said gently, the white jade carving of the beautiful face of the people can not open their eyes, the amber scorpion like glass is clear and gorgeous.

The East is away? Isn't it the seven emperors of Xiliang? She actually ‘rescued’ such a famous figure...

At the end of the scene, the sound of ecstasy flashed through the end of the scene, and the courtesy smiled: "It’s just a matter of raising your hand, the Oriental son doesn't have to worry about it!"

"The girl's hand-raised work is a reconciliation for the separation. If the girl does not disregard it, she is willing to **** the girl back to the government to express her gratitude!" The East said from the low, the indifferent voice showed deep sincerity.

"This..." Su Nan Xiang held a moment of indulgence, whispered: "The little girl lives in the Imperial City of the capital, there is a working son!"

"The girl is polite, girl please!" The East has made a gesture of asking, obviously an ordinary movement, but elegant and dazzling.

"Oriental son please!" Sunan Xiang smiled Ying Fu's body, and Yan Tingting walked forward, and the corner of his mouth curled up with a sly smile: the East was treated as a savior, she must be responsive, she must make good use of this Second chance, get the most benefit...

Looking at the shadows of Sunan Xiang gradually drifting away, the East emerged from the bottom of the scorpion, and deliberately fell behind a few steps, and lowered the voice: "Huo Tong, really she saved me?"

When the woman who saved him had bandaged the wound for him, he had an instant waking, but he was weak and unable to move. He wanted to talk, but he couldn’t make any sound. He couldn’t open his eyes and he could only see the outside. world.

In the sight of the sly, he did not see the woman's appearance, only saw the woman's eyes, the woman's figure, and the girl in front, it seems a little different...

"This..." Huo Tong raised his eyebrows and said back to him: "There is no one to see her save the son, but when she comes down here, she is the only one here."

"It turns out!" The East nodded, and the bottom of the slap was a touch of meaning.

"The son, do you want to check this matter?" Huo Tong asked lowly, his eyes were cold.

"No, you can't really fake it, you can't really fake it. Don't worry too much about it for the time being!" The East said softly, unpredictable.

They first arrived in the Qingyan capital city, and they were unfamiliar with their lives. There were assassins sent by someone, lurking in the dark, waiting for an opportunity to assassinate him. He should not act rashly.

The emperor is the emperor's teacher. There must be a lot of guards inside and outside the palace. The assassin will never dare to swear. He will follow the girl's meaning and go to the emperor's office to be a guest.

The warm sunshine is shining, Wu'an Houfu's 丫鬟, 嬷嬷, 厮 在 在 在 在 在 在 在 在 在 在 在 武 武 武 武 武 武 武 武 武 武 武 武 武 武 武 武 武 武 武 武 武 武 武 武 武 武!

Mrs. Song’s wife sat in the chair of the Taishi, and she slowly took a sip of tea. She glanced at the beautiful young woman sitting at the bottom, faintly said: “It’s good to come back, these days, you suffer.”

"Thank you for your mother's concern, and your daughter-in-law is not a problem!" Mu Rongrou smiled and smiled. He took the tea in front of him and took a sip.

In the prison, she slept on the wet hay every day, ate the thick and dry food that was difficult to swallow, and drank the soup that could shine the figure. After twenty days, she lost a big circle and looked yellowish. It was also very bad, and I wiped a lot of expensive rouge gouache, and I couldn’t cover the sputum in her eyes.

Mrs. Song looked at her, frowned slightly, and said slowly: "If you have just returned to the government, you will raise your body. The affairs of Wu'an Houfu will be handed over to Huihui for the time being."

Less to say so grandly, the old woman is not to see her sitting in prison, the reputation is completely destroyed, and then let her host the feed, it will make people laugh, so, I am ready to kick her side, cultivate Wu Huihui!

She is Mrs. Wu Anhou, who worked hard for Wu'an Houfu for more than ten years. The Wu'an Houfu inner court should be her from beginning to end. Song Laotai wants to deprive her of her stewardship rights!

"Thank you for your mother's concern, and your daughter-in-law doesn't feel hard..." Murong said with a smile, and the bottom of his hair flashed a sharp touch.

"I don't feel hard, then I just have something to discuss with you." Mrs. Song squinted at her, and the bottom of it flashed a subtle whisper: "No filial piety, no post-big, no question." In the years of his life, there was only one daughter in the knees, but this is not the case. The officials in the middle of the country like him have several nephews and nephews..."

The rise of Murong's heart is very bad, and the low voice: "What does Niang mean?"

Mrs. Song’s wife smiled and said: “Let’s ask a few roommates for the day, wait for the son to have a son, you hug your knees...”

"No!" Murong said that he didn't want to, and he slammed it. When he spoke, she realized that she had made a mistake and wanted to take it back. It was too late.

Mrs. Song’s wife looked pale and looked at her coldly: “Why not?”

It has been so many years since she became the old lady of Song. She was the first to see her dare to rebut her daughter-in-law.

Murong's eyes flashed, and the low voice said: "Because... the son of the room, after all, is a blind man, it is better to be a blind man..."

"I really want to be a grandson, but you have to come to life!" Mrs. Song squinted at her lower abdomen: "Qingyi was born to the present, it has been more than ten years, and your stomach has never been It’s estimated that there’s no room for it. If you don’t ask the day, you will completely break the incense, and no one will worship after death!”

It’s always the regrets and worries of Murong’s heart, and Mrs. Song’s ridicule and sarcasm, she is so angry that she bites her teeth and presses her anger. “I’m not angry with that, I don’t mean that...”

"Don't say much." Mrs. Song broke her hand and interrupted her. She looked at her faintly: "In the early years, Tian asked and you loved it. I refused to accept it. I can be by him, but now, he As he gets older, he can't stop. This room, he wants Nadna, he doesn't want to get it, he also gets it."

"You go back and think about my words, figure it out, come see me again!" Mrs. Song did not want to say more, unceremoniously ordered the order!

Murong softly moved her lips, but couldn't say anything: "The daughter-in-law retired!" She was blessed, walked out of Shou'antang, and walked slowly on Qingshi Road. The mood was very troublesome: the old woman wanted to hold her grandson, she also wanted the scorpion. But she doesn't know what to do, she just can't be pregnant.

Qing dynasty is a girl, can not inherit Wu'an Houfu, if she asks Tian to ask, the future Wu'an Houfu will be a twin, she wants to live on a child, but if she does not ask the day, Wu'an Houfu will fall to the second room...

No, no, she is Mrs. Wu Anhou, the future Wu’an Houfu, must be left to her biological son, and must not be cheaper than the second room and twins...

Murong Rou wants to recruit birds, parents guess what she will do... She will do things with the woman, la la la...

(End of this chapter)