"Where is Taoran?" Yao slapped his forehead and slapped two lines of old tears, "Get the car quickly and go to the eastern suburbs! Go back to the royal palace villa!"

The Fourth Master Nian was very calm and knew that his official Weibo account was light. He sent Nian Xingzhang back to his room to study, and then he went to the princess's mansion to borrow famous posts.

Nian Guiran was also very calm, as if the marriage had been settled. She used to like to criticize her mother, but now she comforted her softly, "There is a curfew in the city, and you have to wait until you borrow the princess's famous post to leave the city. The eighth sister is about to get lost every now and then, don't worry too much, mother."

Yao wiped his tears and reflected on himself: As expected, he couldn't be too proud of himself. After laughing at the third house, he was crying by his own unlucky child.

As a result, after reflecting on himself, he couldn't help but feel proud, "What did I say? I can't tell you about the princess's house! If you don't tell me about your marriage, even Chunran is good now! The sage of the emperor was sent to the royal palace, and the Jiang family looked ugly, and this anger was really refreshing!"

No matter how much she cares about the cause, Nian Guiran has some idea, and she only feels more happy in her heart, and said sincerely: "I'll make two big clothes for my sixth sister?"

The Crown Princess's big clothes are both cloth and thread-free.

Yao coughed, "Where is the Crown Princess missing these?"

Nian Guiran also coughed, "The fabric gold thread sent by the princess horizontally and vertically."

The mother and daughter were stingy and the other were financially enthused. The nature of the princess was difficult to change and frantically went astray. The manager of the princess' house was sweating wildly, and he bent his waist and bent again and again. "The princess was shocked and could not wake up. The prince was unable to get apart. If he was negligent, he would forgive him. If he was a curfew, he would not be able to send him away. Please come back quickly."

He said politely and respectfully, and was amazed: The Jiang family was embarrassed and was in front of the imperial court. The Prince of Leping was not ashamed to take care of it. The eighth prince was kind and insisted on staying until the end. He gave the Jiang family members away and said goodbye.

Not only kind, but also helpful, it's just a bit old-fashioned and hard to talk about.

The young and old-fashioned eighth prince nodded and pinched his robe. He turned around and got on the bus before he could get in the car, but he was grabbed by a fat hand.

Nian Taoran, who was helpful, had tears on her face, and her tone was a little uneasy, "What do you say about the officials of the royal family?"

After two years of familiarity, the Eighth Prince let his fat hands pull his sleeves. This time he no longer denies being presumptuous and no longer talks about the big truth. "Don't worry, Miss Nian Ba, Prince Kang's mansion will not be rumored. Only a few servants of the Prince's Mansion knew that you had entered the outer courtyard by mistake, and only said that you were my palace maid. After entering the city, you would change to the carriage and return to Zhumenfang, and no one would know that Miss Nian Ba ​​had been lost."

Nian Taoran's fat face was thrust: What a big truth to tell? It's not what she wants to get lost!

However, compared to some people who have forgotten her, the Eighth Prince not only remembers that she is willing to help her, but she is really kind and destined to be.

What's more, this person with destiny is still a rich person.

So after squeezing his face, he asked in a slight manner, "Your Highness's safety buckle seems rare?"

Is he afraid that he will not trust and want to ask for an object as evidence?

The eighth prince generously took off the peace gutter and handed it over.

Nian Taoran held the Ping An buckle and asked even more disgustedly, "Your Highness's golden three things seem to be rare, too?"

The girl's family values ​​reputation, so it is reasonable to ask for more objects to be careful.

The eighth prince took down the three things in consideration and handed over them.

The eunuch who was with the eighth prince: "..."

Miss Nianba is asking for peace of mind or holding on to the sheep?

The maid who was experienced and always met with Nian Taoran successfully: "..."

The girl who never forgets to take advantage of anyone is so strong and optimistic!

The maid devoutly served Nian Taoran to transfer to the green cloth cart. Nian Taoran immediately exposed her nature and bit Ping An three things to do, "Good jade, pure gold. Today, I'm not in vain."

The maid became even more pious when she heard this. She lifted the curtains and saw that she had entered the Zhumenfang. She was about to breathe a sigh of relief and said, "Look, girl, it's the servant of the cousin."

Nian Taoran recognized Liu Qingzhuo's servant, but did not recognize the person who walked side by side with the servant, "Who is the other one?"

The maid looked carefully and felt familiar, "I just met in the outer courtyard of the royal palace! I am one of the little eunuchs beside Prince Er!"

Nian Taoran's eyes were circling when she heard this, and her little abacus in her heart crackled: This road is really in vain!

The eighth prince didn't know that she was also a financial fan. When she thought about the Jiang family and the Miss family, she couldn't help but sigh, "Mian family is good at raising good-natured, but the mother's mother's family is far from being different."

After sighing, she smiled and looked eighty-similar to the Seventh Princess. "I have read in books that some people are indeed born to not recognize the way or know the direction. They first recite the eighth girl's appearance that she dared not cry and silence. At first glance, she looks like a fat peach. "

He was so scared that he was so scared that the eunuch who was about to knock on the palace gate slipped his feet and hit the door with his head: Little, little fat peach? Is it sweet and juicy? Can it be ok to have a mouth?

This joke is not funny!

The eunuch quickly poked his eyelids: Your Highness has no evil thoughts in his expression. Bah Yi Nian, because he is too dirty and thinks too much.

On his side, Amitabha Buddha slammed into the palace gate, and on the other side, Princess Kang, who was shocked and awake, was slamming the table, "I said that the mistress had a sweet and bitter face. You said that she was so cute and innocent like her daughter when she was a child, and she insisted on taking care of me more. Now she slapped her mouth? If the prince hadn't been willing to care about me, my uncle, it wouldn't have been so easy to finish today!"

She is kind in front of her, but fierce behind her.

Prince Kang was idle outside and was strict with his wife. He covered his mouth with his old hands and shouted that his mouth hurt, "I deserve it. But who would have thought that the mistress's wife would indulge the wet nurse to this point, and even the Eastern Palace and the Jiaofang Palace dared to plot against it. The emperor's good daughter-in-law chose not only to be ruthless, but to be ruthless."

Ho, man.

Things are really as simple as it seems.

If the Emperor hadn't intervened, it would have been a different situation.

It's just a confused lawsuit.

Princess Kang sneered, and instead of slapping the table, she patted Prince Kang on the shoulder, "The emperor's house is uneasy, why are you gloating? A big rebellion is a small matter, but a rebellion against human ethics is a big matter!"

Prince Kang was beaten innocently, and then asked innocently, "Why are you involved in unkindness?"

"Little Eleven is the seed of the waiter." Princess Kang said with a thunder, "Little Eleven's ears are exactly the same as Shu Concubine. Now if you don't have a look, let alone ears in two years, I'm afraid my eyebrows will become more and more like the waiter. I've tested Xiao Er's wife, she doesn't look like the one who knows. Shu Concubine is your niece, and Xiao Er is your niece and my niece. What kind of temperament are the mother and son? I don't know if outsiders don't know you? Xiao Er is so arrogant and hides it from Shu Concubine, and even the emperor's woman is stealing!"

Prince Kang was struck by lightning and shrugged his shoulders, "Do you hit me again? Am I listening to it or are you just talking in a sleep? What is the credential for the similar ears?"

"Women follow Concubine Shu, Concubine Shu, and Concubine Shu, and they are so spicy." Princess Kang continued to stir up the thunder, "How old is Xiao Eleven? Where is the palace? How could they feed them randomly? A plate of fried crispy cheese with pepper noodles, Xiao Eleven likes it after eating it again, and eat half of the dish intermittently. Isn't this the waiter follow who? Xiao Eleven's biological mother is often a noble person, but the authentic taste of the capital!"

Prince Kang was too frightened and laughed, "I got a son when I was old, but I actually got a grandson. If the emperor knew about it, he would be angry to death. Retribution, retribution!"

"Repay you a hammer!" Princess Kang was angry and funny, and rushed to the local dialect of Shu. "You are raking your ears and your head are stuck in the door? Listening to a few nonsense words outside, you really count the death of the descendants as the emperor? Your baby is in poor health and bad luck. He either dies of illness or climbs up a mountain and falls down a water and drowns on incense and horses and drinks. Who is the one who blames? He blames the immortal Banban! If you dare to do melon, you will climb for me!"

If a wife is strictly managed, there is always a reason.

Prince Kang was convinced by his wife, beaten and scolded, feeling kind and wronged, "I'm not feeling bitter in my heart, it's better to have someone hate."

"If you want to rely on Xiao Shiyi, you can put it on Xiao Shiyi." Princess Kang put away his bad temper and said calmly: "First try to adopt Xiao Shiyi to our knees, then secretly hit Xiao Er. The big things will turn into small things, and the small things will turn into small things. Concubine Shu, the little wife and mother, and Xiao Shiyi, are all in their own blood. We two immortals can also leave a person to worship incense for our son and daughter who will take the lead."

As he said that, he looked tired, "I have helped the East Palace today. I just hope that the East Palace will say a few good things for us at that time."

To protect everyone, we cannot expose the true origin of the eleventh prince.

The emperor did not mind that there were too many sons, and it was not easy to adopt them from the main to the small clan.

Prince Kang was silent for a while and whispered: "Guy Chang, you can't stay anymore."

Princess Kang squinted her eyes and said, "Nonsense."

Prince Kang stared at his old wife, while Aunt Jiang looked at Concubine Jiang lowered her eyes, "You can change the prince consort, but the emperor's care can't be easily replaced. Princess Shang County can't escape the crime of death, and will he still be the queen's ruling in the future? You have to hold on to the emperor like this, so you must not show any resentment or dissatisfaction."

The master defeats the subordinates and takes the blame, but no one with a discerning eye is clear.

As for whether the East Palace is black or white, the East Palace is all the East Palace, so why are you not as good as the Jiaofang Palace?

After returning to the palace, Concubine Jiang, who was stabbing the palace maids, calmed down and chuckled, hearing this, "My good son, my good sister-in-law, is not good enough, and almost implicated our mothers. I know that the more the emperor punishes the better, the better it is for the Jiaofang Palace. Since the fourth sister-in-law's family is no longer Jiang's surname, what does it have to do with our mothers?"

She helped her parents suppress the third wife of Nian's family, but she really didn't know what kind of scum Jiang Yuancong was doing in private.

"It's exactly what the Empress said. Master Jiang is still the governor in Sichuan and Shu!" Aunt Jiang raised her eyes and smiled. "As for the marriage of the Seventh Princess, you just say that you can't bear to leave your daughter and have to stay for a few more years. Now that you have a marriage contract, do you want to 'concern' that the Crown Princess is in good health, are you afraid that Doctor Xiao Wu will not help you as your mother-in-law?"

The plot was more than kindness, no wonder he did not strongly oppose the emperor's marriage at that time.

"For Xiaoqi's reputation, this marriage was forced to do, but now it seems that there is something to do." Concubine Jiang raised her fingers at the candlelight, picked up her finely trimmed nails and flicked it gently. "Compared with Xiaoqi, what is the second girl of the Nian family? The emperor wants me to choose a good match, so I will choose a family to stay away and send her to marry outside the Beijing."

The emperor said in person, but it was impossible to do anything, and there was no need to.

It's really a bit tricky to choose a good portal to be considered a good match.

Concubine Jiang shook her hands and ignored her. Aunt Jiang thought so hard that her head hurt.

This night, many people are destined to not sleep peacefully.

That night, Chu Yanqing slept soundly until dawn. He used to snatch his long arms, but not his soft wife, but only a furry piece. He opened his eyes and met the big yellow, black and shiny dog ​​eyes. He immediately turtled against mung beans, and each person and a dog instantly turned into a cross-eye.

Chu Yanqing, who had woken up and let go silently: "..."

Although Dahuang is more enthusiastic than his wife, is it okay if he just wants to hold his wife and not the dog?

The enthusiastic Dahuang stuck out her tongue and licked it, making Chu Yanqing's handsome face smelly and black. She couldn't bear it and lifted Dahuang and threw it off the bed. When she turned her head, she saw her wife sleeping soundly at the foot of the bed. Xiao Hei was blocking her wife and digging.

Chu Yanqing, who could no longer bear it, endured it again: "..."

Don’t think that as the prince is the prince, he has never seen how Amao and Agou came to the official ranks.

Is his wife a shit? Why do you have to be buried?

Chu Yanqing's face became even more stinky and darker. He reached out to catch his shit and sucked his wife, held it in his arms and patted it, then lowered his head and shook his shoulders, and burst out with a muffled laughter.
Chapter completed!