Zhang Liangyu laughed: "This Princess Xuewu came out of nowhere. There was never such a number one person in the capital before!"

"Oh? How do you say this?" Yang Ruoqing asked.

Zhang Liangyu said: "The Prince of Xiangyang Palace has three sons, two of whom are mentally retarded."

"There is no princess in their palace at all."

"The old princess saw that her family was not prosperous, so she moved out of the capital in recent years. I heard that she went to a nunnery in a mountain in the south to eat fast and pray for blessings."

"Later, the old princess returned to the capital and returned to Princess Xuewu."

"Externally, the Xiangyang Prefecture says that Princess Xuewu is the daughter of the King of Xiangyang who was raised outside."

"But let me see, that Princess Xuewu is not a real golden branch at all."

"The way he moves his hands and feet, his temperament is far from the real golden branch and jade leaf."

"It's just that she is cautious and doesn't give others any leverage."

"I usually live in seclusion, but I heard that I don't move around much in the Xiangyang Palace. I always accompany the old princess to eat in the Buddhist hall and recite Buddha's name!" Zhang Liangyu said.

"Mr. Zhang, how come you are so aware of Princess Xuewu's movements in Xiangyang Mansion?" Yang Ruoqing continued to ask.

"You also said that you are more interested in dogs than women, but your words betrayed your heart!"

She joked, "You pay a lot of attention to her!"

Hearing Yang Ruoqing's joke, Zhang Liangyu looked disgusted.

"Not at all!"

"I hate those women whose origins are unknown."

"It's a friend of mine who was so fascinated by Princess Xuewu's fragility that she came to Wang Xiangyang's mansion every now and then."

"He was the one who told me about Princess Xuewu," Zhang Liangyu said.

Yang Ruoqing suddenly realized.

Next, he and Zhang Liangyu gossiped a lot about Princess Xuewu.

However, Zhang Liangyu only provided so much information.

…

Changping Village.

It was another lazy sleep, and Yang Ruolan woke up.

She let her hair down and sat on the bed, rubbing her sore shoulders and arms, full of surprise.

What's going on during this time? It was already dark at night and I lay down to sleep.

But when I woke up the next day, not only did I not feel relaxed, I also felt sore and tired all over.

Where did all this sleep go?

Yang Ruolan shook her head and got off the bed.

Open the closet, find a clean coat and put it on, then sit in front of the bronze mirror and start dressing up.

Suddenly, her hand holding the comb stopped, and she stared straight at herself in the mirror.

He leaned closer and raised his hand to pull open the white collar.

The red thing on her neck shocked her.

what is this?

Having experienced things between men and women, she suddenly thought of something.

Put down the comb, tear open his clothes, bellyband...

The two snow peaks are all shockingly red!

…

During dinner, Mr. Qian came over to deliver the meal as usual.

"Your father weighed the meat today, and I picked out some pieces of lean meat and brought them to you. Come on, come on, eat it while it's hot."

Qian said with a kind face and put a bowl of food on the table in the main room.

Yang Ruolan glanced at the food, and a trace of suspicion flashed in her eyes.

During this period, it was this stepmother who brought me meals.

Every time after dinner, she was so sleepy that she couldn't open her eyes.

Could it be that there is something wrong with the food?

"I don't understand, why are you so nice to me? I'm not your child!" Yang Ruolan asked Qian.

Qian smiled with a loving look on her face: "You were born to Father Fu'er. Father Fu'er hopes that you will be well. I hope that Father Fu'er will be well, so I will be nice to you!"

Yang Ruolan sneered: "The weasel is sending New Year greetings to the rooster, it's not a good intention!"

Mr. Qian smiled with an honest look on his face and did not make any excuses.

But I was sneering in my heart.

"You are not a chicken, you are my money tree!"

"I have to raise you to be white, plump, and rosy, so that you can help me make money. Silly girl, of course I love you!"

Yang Ruolan couldn't hear what Qian was saying.

"It's windy in the main room, I'll take it back to the house to eat."

Yang Ruolan said suddenly, picked up the bowls and chopsticks in front of her, stood up and returned to the west room.

Qian glanced at it a few times and wanted to follow.

Following to the door of the house, Yang Ruolan suddenly stopped.

"You want to follow me when I'm having a meal? You're so sneaky, what do you want to do?" Yang Ruolan asked.

Qian's heart tightened and she took a step back hurriedly.

"Okay, okay, if I don't go in, I'll just stand at the door and take the empty bowl back to wash it later..."

"Bang!"

Before Qian finished speaking, the door of the house was slammed shut by Yang Ruolan.

"Then just wait at the door!"

Yang Ruolan's voice came from inside the room.

Outside the house, Qian looked at the closed door and curled his lips.

"Stinky girl, what the hell are you doing? Aren't you being ridden by that old man Wangfu these days and nights?"

"Eat, eat, the more you eat, the deeper you will sleep at night."

Soon, the door of the main room opened, and Yang Ruolan handed out an empty bowl from inside.

"Have you finished eating?" Qian asked with a smile and took the empty bowl.

Yang Ruolan nodded.

"The food you cooked is so unpalatable that it's chewy."

"From tomorrow onwards, don't give it away, I don't care!"

After saying these words, Yang Ruolan slammed the door again.

Qian sneered with the corner of his mouth pulled, looked at the empty bowl in his hand, turned around and left.

As soon as he walked out of the courtyard of Lao Chen's house, a black figure followed him.

Still prosperous.

"What's going on? When can I go into the house to sleep with your stepdaughter tonight?" Wangfu asked impatiently.

Qian said: "I just finished eating and haven't fallen asleep yet. I'll come back in half an hour to arrange for you to come in!"

When Wangfu heard this, he started gearing up.

"Well, I have an old cousin who heard such wonderful things and wanted me to take him to play with me. Look at this tonight..."

"Your cousin is also from Changping Village?" Qian asked.

Wangfu said: "The ones from Yujia Village behind you."

"Are you tight-lipped? You can't be unreliable!" Mr. Qian looked wary.

Wangfu said: "His wife was infected with the plague and died last year. It's so pitiful for her to be living alone. She is famous for being honest and arrogant. I promise not to be an outsider."

Qian narrowed his eyes, showing some consideration.

"Are you going to play together tonight?" she asked Wangfu.

Wangfu scratched his head: "That's so embarrassing, I'd better do it one by one!"

Mr. Qian shook his head: "It takes too much effort to do it one by one. Maybe something bad will happen when that damn girl wakes up."

"Otherwise, you two can go in together and do it together!"

"Ah? Let's do it together? How embarrassing is this?" Wangfu was a little embarrassed, but he was also looking forward to it.

Mrs. Qian glared at Wangfu and said, "It's really worthless. Let alone two people together, it's not unusual for three or four people to be left in the Goulan Courtyard."

"But then again, the price will have to be doubled!"

"Give me money first and then go in."

"Okay, okay, I'll call him over now."
Chapter completed!