The days of eating and drinking: The Biography of the Silly Concubine
Chapter 100: Extremely enchanting ghosts
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The thing that the prime minister is most worried about is still here.He once said that He'er was already his own, and if he lost a single hair, the entire Prime Minister's Mansion would have to suffer too, and if he died... no doubt he would be buried with her.
"Nonsense!" As expected of the mother in charge, the eldest lady calmed down quickly, and yelled at the female relatives behind her, "Don't spread rumors, the prime minister's mansion has been chaotic enough these days."
"Although I don't understand why the Prime Minister has been partial to this maidservant Qing'er for a year, but in the majestic Prime Minister's Mansion, if he is convicted, he will be convicted? If he is buried with him, he will be buried with him?" This is almost the voice of all the female relatives.
The Da Furen's words were just and strict, "When He'er was seriously ill, our relatives were also anxious, but we couldn't guard her. Why should she? Now we want to see He'er for the last time, isn't it okay? When the sage came up, he had to reason."[
When the eldest lady said something, the other wives also booed.
Speaking of which, they and He'er are still a family, so they have the qualifications.
"Strange, when He'er was just sick, why didn't Madam say..." A quiet, cold voice floated out from the room.
The door squeaked and opened!
The breeze was stirring the flames, and the red light was swaying. A man dressed in white but with long hair loose stood at the door like a ghost, evil, resentful, and cold.
Xiaochun and Xiaoqiu immediately retreated to the sides.
Under the dim light, the blue hair on the forehead danced in the night wind.
That pale and bloodless beautiful face is indistinguishable from male and female, extremely enchanting and ghostly.
Shocked a group of people and so on.
Who is this person?
Qinger!
"Qing'er, don't pretend to be scary! The Prime Minister's Mansion has taken you in, and I'm kind to you!" The more the lady spoke, the more excited she became. She probably couldn't stand Qing'er's contempt, and even the Prime Minister didn't put it down. In his eyes, there was no respect at all.
In the past three days, she understood everything that happened.
At first, she thought that the person Xiangye was jealous of was the Thirteenth Prince.
Come to think of it, it's not entirely true.Although the thirteenth prince is lofty, he is not an unreasonable person.When they were dying yesterday, their relatives would not be allowed to stay outside the house and not allowed to enter. Even Xiangye had to get permission to enter.Now the last chance, not only did he not give it, but he even uttered wild words? !
The thing that the prime minister is most worried about is still here.He once said that He'er was already his own, and if he lost a single hair, the entire Prime Minister's Mansion would have to suffer too, and if he died... no doubt he would be buried with her.
"Nonsense!" As expected of the mother in charge, the eldest lady calmed down quickly, and yelled at the female relatives behind her, "Don't spread rumors, the prime minister's mansion has been chaotic enough these days."
"Although I don't understand why the Prime Minister has been partial to this maidservant Qing'er for a year, but in the majestic Prime Minister's Mansion, if he is convicted, he will be convicted? If he is buried with him, he will be buried with him?" This is almost the voice of all the female relatives.
The Da Furen's words were just and strict, "When He'er was seriously ill, our relatives were also anxious, but we couldn't guard her. Why should she? Now we want to see He'er for the last time, isn't it okay? When the sage came up, he had to reason."[
When the eldest lady said something, the other wives also booed.
Speaking of which, they and He'er are still a family, so they have the qualifications.
"Strange, when He'er was just sick, why didn't Madam say..." A quiet, cold voice floated out from the room.
The door squeaked and opened!
The breeze was stirring the flames, and the red light was swaying. A man dressed in white but with long hair loose stood at the door like a ghost, evil, resentful, and cold.
Xiaochun and Xiaoqiu immediately retreated to the sides.
Under the dim light, the blue hair on the forehead danced in the night wind.
That pale and bloodless beautiful face is indistinguishable from male and female, extremely enchanting and ghostly.
Shocked a group of people and so on.
Who is this person?
Qinger!
"Qing'er, don't pretend to be scary! The Prime Minister's Mansion has taken you in, and I'm kind to you!" The more the lady spoke, the more excited she became. She probably couldn't stand Qing'er's contempt, and even the Prime Minister didn't put it down. In his eyes, there was no respect at all.
In the past three days, she understood everything that happened.
At first, she thought that the person Xiangye was jealous of was the Thirteenth Prince.
Come to think of it, it's not entirely true.Although the thirteenth prince is lofty, he is not an unreasonable person.When they were dying yesterday, their relatives would not be allowed to stay outside the house and not allowed to enter. Even Xiangye had to get permission to enter.Now the last chance, not only did he not give it, but he even uttered wild words? !
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