The unlucky county princess and the crown prince

What Lin Ziyu didn't expect was that she knew her mother, but her mother knew her better. Her mother was in charge of Lin's house all the year round, and she was very quick. She had already sent someone to guard the gate of her yard. She couldn't get out at all, just like an iron bucket. She was black in front of her eyes and almost fainted to the ground.

"Madam, the first lady is weak. She can't stand the stimulation. She's going to faint!" All of a sudden, the worried bamboo orchid burst into tears.

Zhong Shi coldly glanced at her, "mammy Zhou, the servants in the house have bad intentions and secretly harm the master. What should be the crime?"

Shrewd mammy Zhou immediately understood, Yin Yin a smile, "stick responsibility 30, sold to the kiln."

Zhulan was stunned, tears fell like rain, and he kowtowed desperately, "madam, please forgive me, madam..."

Zhulan's head is bleeding quickly, but Zhong's face is expressionless. She understands that to manage such a large government, it's not enough to rely on the heart of a Bodhisattva alone. For those who are not obedient and have different hearts, they have to be cruel to make an example.

Mother Zhou said with pride: "Zhulan, don't embarrass your wife. The government of the state of Lin has no rules and regulations. How can we convince the public today

With that, she drove light to command several strong Mammy to come, and soon put a bloody bamboo orchid on the bench and began to execute.

Lin Ziyu was shocked. Although she was a noble lady from the government, she was ignored all the year round. Even her mother hated her. She just had her name. Although Zhulan was a servant, she treated herself sincerely. She was the only one she could rely on in the government. She burst into tears. "Mother, Zhulan, she has been with her daughter all the time, My daughter is used to her service. She doesn't know anything. Please let her go... "

Zhong's face was still straight, and the cry of Zhulan made Lin Ziyu feel painful. He knelt down and walked a few steps, "mother, please, as long as you can let Zhulan go, my daughter will do anything..."

Zhong's lips floated a cold smile, meaningful way: "really willing to do anything?"

Lin Ziyu was stunned. Her mother's expression could only explain one thing. What she wanted herself to do was very difficult for her.

But she couldn't bear to think more. The cry of Zhulan's heart broke out again, as if a knife had been scratched on her heart. She had to grit her teeth and say, "yes, as long as the mother let Zhulan go, the daughter will."

As soon as Zhong's hand was raised, the board on Zhulan's body stopped for the time being. He said slowly, "if you agree to the marriage of Wu Shangshu's house, I'll release this Cheap slave today."

In a flash, Lin Ziyu's face was almost white to transparent and numb. Wu Xiang of Wu Shangshu's mansion was romantic and had many concubines. After his wife died, he wanted to marry himself. But in his mother's eyes, it was still a good marriage.

No one cares whether they like Wu Xiang or not. No one cares whether they will be happy or not. As long as they can get married, and they seem to be the right family, their mother can't wait.

"Mother Zhou, when you light a stick of incense, if the eldest lady has not considered it well, she will continue to execute. There is no need to be soft handed." After this, Zhong made up her mind that no matter who the other party was, she would marry off her daughter, who was not with her heart. She really didn't want to see Lin Ziyu again, because Lin Ziyu was a kind of ridicule and humiliation to herself.

"Yes, ma'am!" Zhou Ma Li said.

After more than a dozen boards, Zhulan was as angry as a gossamer, but she tried to move her mouth, "Miss, don't... Don't be a slave for Zhulan..."