Mr. Xiang, your doctor's wife is a little poisonous

Chapter 343: The Beginning of College Enrollment (1)
On Chang'an Avenue, there are many people and many carriages.

But among all the carriages, no one has seen such a carriage.

People pull the carriage.

Moreover, the carriage was pulled by a nun wearing a bijia, and at first glance, it belonged to a wealthy family.

And beside her, there were several guards who followed obediently, but did not help at all.

"Why did you ask someone to pull the carriage?"

"What do you know? There are many ways to punish people in rich families. Maybe this old nanny committed a crime at home."

"That's true! It's not good to see her like that. Look at the guard next to you, but he doesn't help at all! It must be the master's acquiescence."

"It's just that, I didn't expect this old nanny to be quite strong."

……

People's chattering voices reached Nanny Zhou's ears one after another, her face flushed red, but she could only lower her head, and then strode fiercely.

Servants like them were trained by their masters when they were young, so they still have some strength, but now, she just feels that their legs are not her own.

However, what can she do besides grit her teeth? !

Song Wanzhi still followed slowly, wearing a veiled hat.

In the eyes of everyone, before the carriage pulled by this person had time to walk out of Chang'an Avenue, a luxurious carriage drove over quickly. And stop.

Then, the curtain of the carriage was lifted, revealing Zhao Yanhua's delicately painted face: "Song Wanzhi! You are so courageous! You even bullied me!"

Everyone was taken aback: Song Wanzhi?Where is Song Wanzhi?

As soon as the mother Zhou who was pulling the carriage saw Zhao Yanhua, she said sadly, "Ma'am!"

It was like seeing a rescuer.

However, the rescuer didn't look at her at all, just searched for Song Wanzhi in the crowd: "Song Wanzhi, where are you?! Stand up for me!"

Song Wanzhi smiled and said, "Mrs. Song, Wanzhi is here, didn't you see it?"

When Zhao Yanhua turned her gaze, she saw Song Wanzhi standing beside the carriage.

Song Wanzhi took off her veiled cap, then looked at Zhao Yanhua with a smile: "Mrs. Song, hello."

Song Wanzhi smiled like a spring breeze, and Zhao Yanhua was not sure what she wanted to do for a while.

All of a sudden, if she lost her face in this street, she would be inferior, so she put on a dignified face and asked coldly: "Song Wanzhi, what do you want to say?"

Song Wanzhi pointed to a small table next to her and said, "If Mrs. Song doesn't mind, let's sit down and talk slowly."

Zhao Yanhua snorted coldly. She was stepped on by Song Wanzhi before, but now she finally gained the upper hand again, so she said coldly: "For the sake of your attitude, I will listen to you. Don't let me Others say that my mother is harsh on you."

Song Wanzhi really admired Zhao Yanhua's face from the bottom of her heart.

Zhao Yanhua got down from the carriage, and then made a gesture to the maid next to her. The maid next to her immediately went to the carriage and brought a mat to Zhao Yanhua.

After Zhao Yanhua sat down, Song Wanzhi raised her eyes to look at her.

"What do you want to say?" Zhao Yanhua said.

People around were standing near or far. From the moment Song Wanzhi entered Zhaodu, everyone knew that Song Wanzhi and Mrs. Song seemed not in harmony.

Song Wanzhi smiled and said, "My little girl first wants to ask, madam, why are you robbing me of what my mother left me?"

(End of this chapter)