As a result, the soldiers refused to let her in, "This is General Zhao's mansion, please don't come near."
"This is my home." Oh, this dog man set a big picture.
"This is your home? I still said it was my home." The soldier was quite disdainful.
kindness? Can you beat someone?
"Mother!" Dong'er saw her from a distance in the courtyard, broke free from a man's arms, and rushed towards her.
"Mother?" The young master actually called this woman his mother. I heard that the general has a wife. Could it be her?
The soldier's thoughts were surging, and his face changed in thousands of ways.
The man naturally heard Dong'er's shouts, walked over steadily, and finally saw Zhao Miaomiao's calm face clearly.
"Are you Shui'er?" Zhao Yong asked, but he didn't recognize it after a glance. Women have changed a lot, and their skin is much fairer. Dressed in plain clothes, he has a cool temperament.
"Can I go in?" Zhao Miaomiao ignored Zhao Yong. This man is tall, with a high nose bridge, thin cheeks, and firm browbones.
It is indeed a bit pretty, no wonder the princess is fascinated.
"Madam, please." The soldier smiled mischievously.
Zhao Miaomiao passed Zhao Yong with Dong'er in her arms, as if there was no such person.
Zhao Yong touched his nose, a little frustrated.
Dong'er was very happy to see his father, but he was a little unhappy because his father behaved intimately with a woman named Princess.
Sullenly hugging Zhao Miaomiao's neck.
Zhao Miaomiao walked into the flower hall and saw Zhao's father and Zhao's mother sitting with angry and sad faces, and two maidservants standing behind them.
The princess did not see anyone.
"My Shui'er, what should I do?" Zhao's mother wept when she saw her, and her face was clouded with sorrow.
"What's wrong?" Zhao Miaomiao sat down with the child in her arms, and patted Dong'er's back rhythmically with her hands.
"Let me say it." Zhao Yong, who followed behind, came in. He is now in a high position, and his behavior is full of oppression.
"You still have the face to say it!" Father Zhao was so angry that he threw the teacup in his hand over.
With a wave of Zhao Yong's sleeve, the teacup fell to the ground and broke.
The servant girl stepped forward to clean up the broken teacup in fear.
"Father, if I don't say anything, someone has to tell it. Are you going to keep it a secret forever?" Zhao Yong glanced at Zhao Miaomiao, who was silent, with a more indifferent expression on his face.
"Shut up, let me tell you." Zhao's mother gave him a gouged look, and sat beside Zhao Miaomiao for a long time, "Shui'er, our Zhao family is sorry for you. Listen to mother and don't be angry. Father and mother will always stand together. On your side."
"Mom, I'm fine." Zhao Miaomiao smiled slightly.
Isn't it just being green? Not a big deal.
"Zhao Yonghe wants to marry Princess Yongning." Zhao's mother gritted her teeth and said.
Both Zhao's father and Zhao's mother looked at her nervously. Unexpectedly, Zhao Miaomiao glanced at Zhao Yong indifferently, "Congratulations."
Congratulations? What the hell? Zhao Yong almost spit out a mouthful of water, this woman is so understatement.
"Shui'er, aren't you sad?" Mother Zhao opened her mouth wide.
That's right, as a woman who has been waiting for seven years, my husband will tell you that I have another woman as soon as I come home. This kind of thing is a sad thing for any woman.
"I'm very sad." Just put it on.
Hearing this sentence, Zhao Yong seemed to have found a little confidence. Yes, it is normal for her to be sad.
In the eyes of Zhao's father and Zhao's mother, Zhao Miaomiao is just holding on, not letting herself show any sadness.
Such water made them feel more guilty. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com