A generation of enchantresses bewitched the harem

Chapter 119 The Perverted Old Grandmother 3
Thinking of Xue Yutong, a nameless anger rose in her chest. She is really getting more and more powerful now, she will report to her grandmother, and she will play tricks?

Entering the palace this time, it seems that I am very angry with her, but what exactly is she suing?
You said that when I went to the palace to ask the emperor for help, she stopped me again and again, causing me to be punished in public, and I even got slapped by her. Now it's good, the villain should sue first up.

The more I thought about it, the more anxious I became, I snorted a few times, and my father asked me: "Nian Nian, what's wrong with you?"

I hurriedly stopped, and looked at my father sadly: "Daddy, let me tell you, I'm afraid of grandma, can I not go?"

Daddy put away his doting, looked at me as seriously as possible, and said: "No, in this family, no one can go against your grandmother's wishes."

I pouted meaninglessly again.

When she arrived at the grandmother's room, she was sitting on the only jade chair in the house with a dark face to show her lofty status in the family.

I didn't dare to approach her, so I just gave her a well-behaved blessing across a table, shouting Wanfu.Behind the rising smoke, the grandmother's face is even more serious, full of mystery and horror.I swallowed, smiled as calmly as possible, and acted innocently in my daily life: "I don't know that grandma is in a hurry to summon Niannian, but what's the matter?"

Obvious knowing?No, I really don't know.

She let out a cool "hum", and in her hand was a fine incense fan with a beautiful white jade pendant. She fanned it once and for all, her face full of unfathomable deep meaning: "I have taught your father to do this on weekdays." , I can't let you pamper you, but he just won't listen."

Dad bowed hurriedly, saying yes repeatedly.

She glanced at me, her tone was cold: "It's good now, it's really causing trouble, this makes our Xue family's face, where are we going to put it?"

I felt angry when I heard it, she always like this, because she hates me, she always likes to say that my mistakes are very serious, and she always has such an unfathomable, unforgivable expression.

Suppressing the anger in my heart, I gritted my teeth and asked her softly: "I don't know what kind of thing grandma said?"

She was also angry, and slapped the pear wood table next to her heavily: "Could it be that you still have a lot of mistakes?"

(End of this chapter)