Today, the hostess, has she lost her studies?

Chapter 726 Mrs. Mine (52)

Lian Cui is right, if she rushes to the front hall rashly, interrupts the morning court, and starts making a fuss, then even if she is the most beloved princess of the father, she will definitely not end well.

Maybe, even if she is reasonable, she will be laughed out of her teeth because of her mannerisms, and her father will get tired of her because of it.

In this way, the gain outweighs the loss.

Zhaoyang calmed down, but he still held a breath in his heart, unable to swallow or spit it out.

Lianqiao was afraid that she would force her way in, so she still held her arm.

Zhaoyang felt agitated, and flicked his backhand, with a sound of "pa—", the cardamom-colored nails scratched Lianqiao's face viciously.

Lianqiao was caught off guard and fell to the ground.

"Okay, I'm so bored!" Zhaoyang raised his chin domineeringly, and strode away along the way he came.

The maids hurriedly helped Lianqiao up, Lianqiao covered her face, fell silent for a while, and still chased after her.

The soldiers looked at each other and couldn't help complaining,
"This Zhaoyang is so pungent, it's no wonder Master Tai Tu doesn't like her."

"Who says no? If you want to give it to me, I don't want it. This kind of woman, relying on the little favor of the emperor to mess around like this, will really suffer whoever marries her in the future."

The soldiers immediately laughed at each other.

"Such a son-in-law, whoever is the loser! Hahaha!"

But Princess Zhaoyang, who had gone far away, naturally couldn't hear her.

Zhaoyang returned to the palace, the more he thought about it, the angrier he became, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt ashamed.

Especially in front of a group of lowly servants, it was a shame to retreat.

Zhaoyang has always been proud and arrogant, so of course he couldn't swallow this breath.

Thinking of this, she slammed down the teacup on the desk, and the cup shattered on the ground, and the fragments flew.

The maids who had finally cleaned up the ground stood quietly by the side, not daring to say a word, for fear that the princess' anger would be transferred to themselves.

Forsythia had already been fined thirty boards by the princess because of the incident just now, so they naturally didn't want to be the second Forsythia.

The anger in Zhaoyang's heart is difficult to vent, and he urgently needs an outlet.

She was sitting on a high seat, suddenly patted and stood up,

"Come here! Prepare the carriage! Bengong is going to the Taifu's residence!"

She wanted to see which bitch seduced her elder brother Rongli.

Princess Zhaoyang put on her cloak and strode outside.

A group of people was mighty, and soon left the palace.

The direction pointed directly - Taifu's mansion.

In the morning, the thick clouds in the sky finally began to show signs of dispersing.

Little by little, as if losing a fixed rope, the thick cloud was easily blown away by the wind, revealing the originally radiant and warm sun.

The sun penetrated straight through the sparse clouds, and beams of light descended to the ground with warm temperatures, and the picture was as spectacular as a fairyland.

After the snow stopped, there were more pedestrians on the street.

The families swept the snow in front of each house, and soon the streets and alleys were unimpeded, and carriages came and went.

Shops opened, and hawkers gathered on the side of the road, selling all kinds of things.

In front of Taifu's mansion, there was a continuous flow of people coming and going.

There are guards at the door, with swords in their hands, motionless.

In the mansion, the subordinates are all doing their own things, and they are used to it.Although the owner is not there, everything is arranged in an orderly manner.

(End of this chapter)