The cute master who always attacks the queen

Chapter 131 Recognizing the ancestors and returning to the clan "Part [-]"

Zheng'er's appearance can be called the crown of beauty, coupled with the demeanor raised in the deep palace, it is naturally not comparable to ordinary rouge and vulgar fans, this time I also paid attention to it, and applied a thin layer on the face Thin yellow-brown powder to cover up the creamy snowy skin once raised in the bird's nest and ginseng.

However, recently she has created a situation where she is respected and pampered, and she has been relieved a little bit, revealing her amazing icy skin and bones, snow-skinned beauty, and the purple smoke and purple gossip in the cool wind have caused rumors to spread everywhere.

And after Zheng'er dismissed those two servants, Zheng'er was really not used to it at first, fetching water by herself, boiling water... It was not easy to take a bath, but she couldn't tolerate her getting used to it, and two girls came the next day Knocking on the door, she looked upright, said that her family was poor, she hoped that the young lady would take her in, and monthly money was not important, that neither humble nor overbearing attitude made the corners of Zheng'er's mouth twitch into a smile.

Although the appearance and manners of these two people are not as good as those in the palace, they can be regarded as one of the best in this place. Thinking about it this way, it is not difficult to guess who sent the great gift.

She accepted the gift with a smile, thinking to herself, at this time when the hustle and bustle is raging, the Fushi Xuan Fushi must pay more attention to the words and deeds of her husband, how could she be ignorant of such a big matter.

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There was a sound of knocking rather than knocking on the door. Zheng'er picked up the Jingdezhen Layue red plum tea cup, calmly and slowly blew a breath, and slowly ordered Yanyi and Xin'er on both sides to open the door.

As soon as Yanyi pulled the door latch, before he opened it, he felt a strong force knocking the door open, muttering: "Which woman? I would like to see what kind of beautiful face, stunning face, can make the dignified Xuan Make adults dizzy?"

Xin'er had seen this Lan Feng, Yayun's eldest son, and hurriedly wanted to go in to remind Zheng'er, but Lan Feng pushed her away at the sound of oops, fell to the ground, and screamed: "Miss! "

Although Lan Feng's name is elegant, but like his Ama, he is a warrior, reckless and impulsive, and today he came here impulsively because of Er Niang's words.

He pushed open the door with a bang, and was about to speak, but met the man's eyes looking up, half a smile, not a smile, as high and clean as ice and snow, and as delicate as petals, it was the beauty of a hibiscus, with the stubbornness of a rose At that moment, the fire in my heart was like pouring a basin of ice water, staring blankly at her face.

"Biluochun, I picked out the most tender buds, do you want to taste it?" Although she asked, Zheng'er had already made a cup for him and pushed it in front of him.

Lan Cheng subconsciously poured it in, and saw Zheng'er burst out laughing, and Su pointed her finger in front of him: "A cow chews peonies, I've seen it."

Lan Cheng was stunned for a moment before realizing it, and slammed the table: "You are so courageous, how dare you..."

"It's said that you are short-handed and soft-handed, but Mr. Yun is not conscious at all?"

"How dare you slander me!"

"Slander?" Zheng'er chuckled, put down the teacup, and adjusted her posture to sit upright: "Mr. Yun is stepping on a camouflage wool blanket with embroidered phoenix patterns, 100 taels of silver, and the interior is dyed Lily fragrance is extracted from the best lilies, 50 taels of grain silver, this tea is the best Mingqian Biluochun, one tael is grain silver..."

"Shut up!" Lan Feng stared at the smiling woman in front of her in embarrassment.After Zheng'er smiled, she twisted her waist and sat down on the chair curlingly: "May I ask Mr. Yun why he came here today?"

Lan Feng said in a rough voice: "I thought Miss should know why I'm here?"

Zheng'er held up the fan from the side, and glanced at her phoenix eyes: "Dare to ask Mr. Yun, what is your father's age?"

"Three out of forty."

Zheng'er smiled again, but his eyes were mixed with cold indifference: "I am more than ten or eight this year."

At this time, Lan Feng understood what she asked, and the first thing that crossed her mind was understanding, and then she felt embarrassed: "Who said it's not possible, look at the member's other family, he is over 50 years old, if you don't want to marry Yaoran, the oiran of Tianxiang Tower..."

"I'm not her, I won't."

Whether it was guilt, or something else, Yayun decided to let Zheng'er recognize his ancestors, Zheng'er smiled, not afraid of the capable wife at home, but Lan Cheng unexpectedly did not speak, and now it is the wife of the two ladies. It's over.

Yaoyao objected as a matter of course, because it depends on the meaning of the patriarch. The patriarch of the Wuya family is not a fuel-efficient lamp. Back then, Master Wuya died in battle when he entered the customs. I am glad that I have left seeds for Wu Yashi, but I am still mourning the death of her husband.

Although the imperial court issued a pension at that time, all the properties of Wu Ya's family were divided among relatives, and they lived on the streets. They worked hard to bring up their son by themselves, and tried every means, until Ya Yun won the martial arts exam, the situation improved. .In that case, to bring up the eldest son alone must be absolutely intelligent and capable, and Yayun respects this mother and has a family, so this old lady is a key person.

Zheng'er also had to be cautious. She had prepared a water-blue flag dress and silver butterfly earrings, and she wore them with style. After thinking about it, she felt a little worse, so she hesitated and put on the jade hairpin. Fortunately, this It's a tribute item, not made by weaving, so I don't care so much.

When they arrived at the mansion, Yayun went in first, and after a while, he came out and said that Zheng Er was going to go in. In the living room, there were two people sitting in the upper seat, and the other was in the first seat on the right. The person who wanted to come to the upper seat was the old lady, and the next seat It is the wife of Xuan Fushi.

Yaoyao is a beauty, she looks very thin, she is too slender and wearing a red flag dress, but the fierce style between her eyebrows has not been subtracted at all, the moment she saw Zheng'er, she frowned, but a gleam of light flashed in her eyes Guo: "I didn't expect, Chao Mu. Qing Yun could give birth to such a daughter." It is impossible to say whether it is a compliment or a mockery.

Zheng'er didn't mind her attitude, she smiled at the corner of her mouth, bowed slightly, and her demeanor was impeccable, which made the patriarch above the seat nod her head, and Yaoyao was about to speak when she heard the patriarch behind her say: "Yaoyao you Go down first, I'll talk to Zheng'er for a while." The two were shocked.

Yaoyao showed unwillingness and surprise in her eyes, and extended a faint glance over Zheng'er's face, so she still smiled and bowed perfectly, and stepped back.

Zheng'er followed Yaoyao's figure away, and what attracted her was the heartache between Yaoyao's brows. It seems that after removing the gorgeous appearance, the wife of Xuan Fushi's life is also extremely painful.

When Zheng'er turned her gaze back, she was shocked to find that the patriarch's eyes were fixed on her body.

"You must have seen your mother and your Ama get along, if you can make them reconcile, then I will agree to let you recognize your ancestors and record them in the genealogy.

　I have something to do today, sorry, the original 9:[-] update was late at [-]:[-] pm, the afternoon update will not be delayed, and it will be sent on time at [-]:[-].

　　
　
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