Inheritance policy

Chapter 228 Back to the Door
With a shake of Xing Zhao's hand, the crown was tilted and hung on the top of the sixth prince's head.

The sixth prince seemed to have a spinning top on his forehead.

The sixth prince raised his brows, Xing Zhao looked up and came back to his senses, laughed out loud, and stood on tiptoe to help straighten the crown.

"Find someone to run to Prince Yu's mansion." The sixth prince raised his chin to make it easier for Xing Zhao to fasten his belt, and then his tone changed a bit: "... give Prince Yu a break, he has always been on good terms with Zhou Pingning Let me tell you that Eldest Princess Xinrong is going to hold a spring banquet, and everyone in the Ding capital who can talk has received the post, so I would like to ask Second Brother what kind of gift you plan to send?"

The second prince likes to gossip, and everyone who knows him knows that if the second prince tells Zhou Pingning about Princess Pingyang's plan, Zhou Pingning will make a move himself—the relationship that has been tied down for so many years, in the end When the knife cuts off the flow, should you bravely give it a go, or open-mindedly settle it with your own hands.

The sixth prince is not familiar with Zhou Pingning, so the result is naturally unknown, but his little daughter-in-law seems to know it well.

From Ah Wu who asked him to pay attention to the Pingyang Palace and the Chen family early in the morning, and then dug out the secrets of the wealthy family as expected, to Xing Zhao's emotional breakdown that night, and to Jiang Cai's hand shaking as if Ah Wu heard about Chen Yu and Zhou Pingning The ups and downs of the heart are very turbulent.

old dream old dream
The sixth prince looked down and saw that A Wu was helping him fasten the belt of the crown very seriously. He was obviously very good at embroidery, but he did this clumsily. The corners of the sixth prince's mouth involuntarily curled up. Naturally, there is no way to understand the pain and sorrow Ah Wu has experienced. All emotions are traceable, but love does not.An old dream, an old word, a dream word is enough to explain everything.

He didn't want to dig deep, but he was confident that he didn't need to dig deep. His childhood sweetheart grew up like a bamboo horse, and A Wu didn't even have a single male mosquito. Oh, if Eunuch Lin counted, there was still one.Husband and wife should be frank, but if it is frank, it will make people hurt, the sixth prince asks himself, he is still reluctant to uncover the scar with his own hands.

Probably because the eyes of the sixth prince were too attractive, Xing Zhao tied the knot with great difficulty, feeling his face was hot, and when he raised his head, he saw the expression of the sixth prince.

Looking at people from the bottom up, you can just see the ugliest angle of this person, double chin, flat nose bridge, narrow eyes, and a smile that is not a smile
Xing Zhao pursed his lips, hesitant to speak, but the sixth prince thought he was smiling so suavely, put his arms around his wife's waist, and said with a smile, "What do you want to say? Just say it!"

"Can't your double chin be tucked in a little bit? This look is really ugly."

Xing Zhao hesitated and then regretted it as soon as he finished speaking—the guy's face remained serious until he got off the carriage.

This time, it was He Erye He Huan who greeted the guests at the entrance of Jiujing Hutong. He bowed his body and came up to give a deep blessing, with his hands in his warm sleeves and a flattering smile: "Mrs. Tai knew that the prince and princess were coming , I booked a table at Daxingji yesterday—it’s not that our house can’t do it, it’s that the princess has been good at it since she was a child!”

Daxingji is good at making sweet cheese, and Huaiyang cuisine is also delicious. Huaiyang cuisine is sweet and delicious. Xingzhao likes to eat it from Xiaoding, but Mrs. Tai is afraid that her teeth will be ruined by sweets, so she always stops her
"is it?"

The sixth prince glanced at He Huan as he walked, and asked with a smile: "It's Second Lord He, Mr. He, right? I remember drinking with you when I was young."

He Huan was immediately overwhelmed by flattery, and nodded like chicken pounding rice: "Yes, yes, yes! You, His Royal Highness Prince Yu, Lord Hou, oh oh, and He Laosan, we had a drink together! We drank at He's house , I drank the apricot and plum wine collected by Master Hou, let me think about it. Do you still remember the military woman who came to the door to blackmail Brother Jing? It was that day, you and His Royal Highness Prince Yu were listening outside the window."

Of course the sixth prince remembered the first time he saw his daughter-in-law, and nodded with a smile: "Master He has a good memory, has it been almost seven or eight years? Mr. He has a good drinker capacity, if the concubine's family will pour me over later liquor"

"The humble ministers help the prince to block! All the humble ministers help the prince to block!"

He Huan smiled happily and hurriedly said at the top of his voice.

He Huan could only do it in front of the second wife for the rest of his life. After Xingming married a good man, he didn't even dare to do it in front of the second wife.

He had never thought in his life that he could be ordered to speak with Duan Wang, the sixth prince of Duan Wang, who was in danger.

The silly girl in his room only knows what to say, "Don't put your face too close to other people's cold buttocks, it will embarrass Ah Wu, you have to remember that without Ah Wu, Xingming is not as good A marriage! I heard that His Royal Highness Duan Wang didn't really want to marry A Wu, and I don't know how to make it happen, so don't hold back."

What bullshit!
He Xingzhao is the concubine Duan, and when he saw his face, he had to respectfully call him second uncle!The Marquis of Lin'an is in decline now, but he is also a real relative of Prince Duan!If Xing Zhao gave birth to a son, he would be the second uncle!They are all connected by blood!
His status is not considered prominent, but the name of Princess Duan's second uncle is much better than that of the downtrodden Marquis of Lin'an's younger brother!
If you don't like it at this time, when can you please?
Xing Zhao watched coldly from behind. To be honest, if a multiple-choice question was put in front of her, would she look down on He Yan or He Huan more? She really couldn't answer—two men are not the same weak Son.

First go to Rongshou Hall, once entering the lobby, Xing Zhao has mixed feelings, memories of her childhood, good and bad, laughing and crying are all rushing up.

Xing Zhao didn't know what posture he should take to meet Mrs. Tai. Mrs. Tai seemed to have the same consideration. She only showed her face when she came out, and asked a few words neither to the east nor to the west, but then she just evaded herself. He went in to rest because of chest discomfort, and finally said, "I don't know if the Marquis of Lin'an is awake or not, go and see him when you burn incense for your mother."

The old widower of the Marquis of Lin'an has become a big laughing stock for many years. If he loses his wife, he should stop marrying for one year. It should be said by outsiders. Two years is nostalgia. Three years is infatuation. Four years, five years and six years. Bar?
He Yan is over forty years old. He has been drinking and sensual for many years. Although his body is not broken, everyone can see that his energy is gone. Once a person loses energy, he is just a walking dead.

What's more, if you marry again, who can guarantee that a son will be born?
Xing Zhao hadn't seen He Yan again for many, many years, and as soon as he left the Rongshou Hall, he felt the air in his chest suddenly flow from his throat to his heart.

The sixth prince stood beside Xing Zhao, the two of them were very close, as if giving her support and strength, he lowered his voice and asked, "Are you going to meet Marquis Lin'an?" Looking at Xing Zhao again, he sighed, "If you really don't Yes, let's go to Mrs. He's place, and go back after lunch, I remember you haven't finished reading your brochure, just go back and continue."

"See you."

As light as Xing Zhao's answer is, it is the dust floating in the small house in Bieshan.

The maid guarding the outer room said, "Your Majesty is sleeping and hasn't woken up yet." Sure enough, he was suffering from another hangover. Xing Zhao pushed the door open. Maybe it was because no one came for a long time. Extremely, the curtains in the inner room are falling vertically and rising up, like the dust of the past and the despair of the new life.

Faintly looking through the curtains, He Yan could be seen lying on the bed of Arhat, his hands protruding from the veins were hanging down on the edge of the bed, and he was still holding a small wine pot loosely in his hand. It took a long time before he heard the door knock. The sound, the wrist moved, and there was a continuous coughing sound from inside, and there was a man's hoarse voice "Who is it?" He Yan wanted to stand up and look, but suddenly he was still clenched in his hand. The jug and the white enamel bottle hit the ground with a bang, and the broken porcelain mixed with the wine dripped on the blue brick floor.

The room was full of fine dust, and an old man was frightened and at a loss.

Xing Zhao suddenly discovered that her mood is not the winner's ridicule for the loser, but the same loser's compassion for the loser.

The two jade walls of the capital are magnificent
Ying Yi died early, and she died well. Fortunately, she has not seen the man who made her abandon everything turn into such a ghost, otherwise she must be even more desperate.

If He Yan fights back vigorously, Xing Zhao will at least find the last value of his father as a daughter.

Xing Zhao turned and left expressionlessly, and the sixth prince followed closely behind without saying anything.

Xingzhao seldom used lunch. After Jing Geer returned to Fujian, He Laosanhe stayed in Dingjing for two or three days now. He gathered dozens of entourages and rushed back to the northwest overnight. Now Mrs. He brought a pair of children to welcome Xingzhao's homecoming ceremony. Eat quietly.

When they were leaving, Xingzhao and Xingming walked together. Xingming held Xingzhao's arm and whispered: "He Xingxiao has been ill, and mother wants He Xingxiao to move to Zhuangzi to recuperate. Mrs. Tai No, this matter will be put on hold.”

Aunt Wan's death was exchanged for He Xingxiao's work, and she moved to Zhuangzi to isolate herself from the world. What value could He Xingxiao's work have?
"If she's stuck in He's house for the rest of her life, I won't do anything. As long as she's a little restless, go down and stay with her biological mother."

What kind of thing is He Xingxiao, Xing Zhao didn't see it, what she saw was the spring banquet that Xin Rong set up.

There is no good feast, and the ancients never deceived me.

From the reception banquet held by Sanfang at the beginning, to the camellia appreciation, and then to the Qixi Festival family banquet in the imperial city.

Yingyi, Chen's family, and Gu Qingchen surfaced one after another.

People getting together is called life, and it is also called drama. When there are more people, there will be more dramas produced. Naturally, there will be more audiences sitting on the opposite side of the stage. If there are many people watching, such dramas can be called "nothing". in vain.

Do not believe?

you listen.

"Clang clang clang!"

The show is on.

　It's really not that Ah Yuan deliberately dragged the Chen family's girl away from bad luck!I just feel that He Yan has played so many times, there should be a final freeze-frame image (before, he was described from the side, he is a male xxx after all, so give him a positive description, okay?), so I went back to the door and wrote this again. chapter.The other one is that Ah Wu put up her sleeves and went to the battlefield as soon as she got married. Orz always felt a little weird, so I gave two chapters a buffer.

　　
　
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