When the Queen of Crazy Criticism took the HE script and killed it

Chapter 226 Choosing a Good Tooth

Si Haoze looked at the middle-aged man who was roaring angrily, he couldn't hear the warmth of being a father in every word, he was talking about their selfishness, and his words full of selfishness?

He lost his patience and didn't even want to look at him again.

With a gentle tone, he turned his head and asked his servants to send Si Yirong away, and let the despondent roar echo in his ears without turning his head again.

All the guards in the White Mansion were formerly Si Haoze's subordinates, how could Si Yirong dare to provoke him, and he was kicked out of the White Mansion just because of his nose, looking at the door of the small courtyard with pain in his heart.

"Your Master, is he still going to enter the palace?" In the White Mansion, Dong Si stood beside Si Haoze and asked with his head slightly lowered.

"No need." Si Haoze sighed while looking at the pavilion in the distance.

He originally wanted to go to the palace and ask his sister if it was too dangerous for his father to go to Jiangbei. If the Jiangbei rebels had not rebelled, he would not have said much, but the Jiangbei rebels' rebellion would definitely not end well.

At this time, Si Yirong was sent to Jiangbei...

Si Haoze once thought of admonishing him, but what Si Yirong said today made people feel extremely chilling.

When Si Yirong went to Jiangbei, neither Si Haoze nor Si Ningchi came to see him off. The Liu family cried and cried for several days, and the annoying Si Yirong wished to leave immediately.

As soon as Si Yirong left, a lot of gossip spread in the Marquis of Xiwu. It was nothing more than saying how cold-blooded the queen was, how cruel she was to her father, and how dangerous the rebel army rebelled. Father is at risk.

After becoming a queen, she forgot her parents and so on. After all, she didn't dare to talk about it openly, but she didn't say much about it behind her back.

Somehow this word spread into the palace. When Si Ningchi heard about it, he was sitting in the pavilion drinking tea and listening to the music. Now the music stopped, and the servants on the left and right bowed their heads in silence. standing.

"These unpleasant words came from the Hou Mansion?" Si Ningchi reached out to take the tea handed over by Shen Ting, and asked in a low voice after taking a sip.

"Since Lord Hou left, the Liu family has often been in and out of the Hou's mansion to attend various meetings." Suyun said in a low voice, "Isn't it just her making up words to cry about her hardships in the open and in the dark?"

"I really think of myself as the master of the Hou Mansion, thinking that with the support of the Hou Mansion, she will be proud." Su Yun said angrily, frowning.

"Shen Ting." Si Ningchi's face was calm, he slightly bent his lips and said with a smile: "It must be boring to stay in the palace all day."

"You go there." She raised her eyes and looked at Shen Ting with a smile and said, "Break out one of that bitch's teeth, and I will make it into a pendant and give it to my father."

Shen Ting, who was kneeling on the ground making tea, raised his head in a warm voice, and replied with a low eyebrow and a smile: "Yes, this servant will definitely choose a good tooth."

Suyun's heart trembled, looking at Shen Ting who calmly got up and lightly lifted his robe and turned away, suddenly felt the pain in his teeth, silently lowered his head and dared not say a word.

Satisfied, Si Ningchi leaned back on the reclining chair behind him again, turned his eyes to look at the singer holding the pipa and raised his hands: "What are you doing in a daze, sing."

The singer's face turned pale and her whole body trembled in fear, she quickly responded by taking a deep breath to suppress the panic in her heart, and continued to play the song.

The rumors and gossip that had just started disappeared within two days, and the palace once again returned to the tranquility of the past. The glory of Fengwu Palace was still there, and the passers-by palace people always looked sideways with envy.

(End of this chapter)