Hou Mingming of Dongxiang wanted to beat him up again, but it was the little eunuch who rushed to report to Zhenbei Palace in time and interrupted him.
The Marquis of Dongxiang asked the emperor to come to Chaohua Palace, so it wasn't just to punch the emperor, right?
If you don't give enough air once, and continue to hit next time, the emperor's fist will be considered in vain.
Eunuch Fu felt that he knew Dongxiang Hou better.
It's just that the emperor's face doesn't know when it will be swollen, so he can't stay in Chaohua Palace forever.
After Dongxiang Hou left Chaohua Palace, he went directly back to Dongxiang Hou's mansion.
Tang came up to him and said, "Have you talked to the emperor?"
"Not yet," Dongxiang Hou said.
Tang sighed, "It's fine if you don't say anything, it's unlucky for weddings and weddings to collide."
"Let's wait until the old lady of Zhenbei Palace is buried."
After waiting for so many years, it's not bad for three or five days.
On the side of the rockery, Young Master Su showed his head, "Mother, what weddings and weddings?"
"Don't ask about your lord's affairs," Tang said with a stare.
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After finishing speaking, Tang and Hou Dongxiang left.
Leave two backs for Young Master Su.
Young Master Shen and the Ninth Prince stood aside, feeling sorry for Young Master Su.
Parents left as soon as they said they would, and didn't take him seriously at all.
Young Master Su didn't care either. If he cared about it, he would have been pissed off already, and got used to it.
"The old lady of the Zhenbei Prince's Mansion has been found. It's a white wedding. I know, but where did the red wedding come from?" Young Master Su asked curiously.
Young Master Shen shook his head.
The Ninth Prince said, "Could it be that your sister is pregnant?"
Staying in the palace, in the impression of the Ninth Prince, the biggest happy event is the happy event of the concubine.
Young Master Su rolled his eyes, "My sister is pregnant, so there is no need to go to the palace to report to the emperor."
Ninth Prince, ""
makes sense.
The concubine of Prince Zhenbei gave birth to a child, and it has nothing to do with the father.
Young Master Su looked at his parents who were walking away, and with his keen sense of smell, he felt that something big was about to happen.
Zhenbei Wangfu.
The coffin of Mrs. Zhen was carried into the mansion and placed in the main hall.
The boy carried the ladder and hung the white silk on the plaque in front of the gate.
The big red lantern at the door was also replaced with a white one.
Once the white silk and white lanterns were hung, the atmosphere changed immediately.
The eldest aunt, the wife of Shangshu of the Ministry of Justice, came in a hurry when she heard the news that her biological mother had been found.
Ever since the incident of beating the fake old lady came to light, the great aunt never stepped into the palace again.
During those days when the old prince was sick, the great aunt wanted to visit, but when the gate of the palace was closed, she couldn't even enter.
When she arrived, the old lady's mourning hall had already been set up, and Xing'er and the little maid were burning paper money there.
The great aunt knelt on the ground, distraught.
She looked at the prince, "What about the bitch, she should bow her head and confess before her mother's spirit!"
The prince didn't speak.
Mr. Li said, "I'll have someone bring the fake old lady here."
Ever since the fake old lady was carried into Qingshuangyuan, except for the maid who delivered the meals, no one really went in and saw her.
The third master and the third wife wanted to enter, but the mother-in-law blocked the door.
At this moment, the two wives carried him out. The emaciated appearance of the fake old lady was shocking to those who saw it, especially her hair, which was mostly gray.
If he didn't know that this is the old lady, who would dare to believe it?
Not only the old lady has changed a lot, but also Aunt Ding, who has aged by more than ten years.
After the fake old lady was carried in, the mother-in-law held her down and knelt before the coffin, while Aunt Ding was more intuitive and knelt obediently.
The great aunt looked at the picture of the fake old lady that she had tried her best to please for twenty or thirty years, but she felt that her heart was tightly bound by vines and her breathing was difficult.
There is no child who does not want to be loved and loved by his parents, especially daughters, who are delicate in mind and can feel the love of their parents the most.
She could feel that the old lady loved her far less than the second aunt.
Although the old lady treats the prince generally, but the prince is mostly in the outer court, and he never cared about the fight for favor at all.
The eldest aunt does not know because the old lady loves the second aunt more.?, how many times have I cried secretly.
The tears that were shed at the beginning have now turned into hatred.
She actually expects a mother-killing enemy to love her as his own daughter?
Is there anything more ridiculous than this? !
If her mother is not dead
If it was always her own mother who lived
The great aunt's eyes were blurred, and hatred surged all over her body.
Knowing that the fake old lady was carried out of Liushuangyuan, the third master hurried out of the south courtyard.
These days the third master lives in the study, and he has no intention of pampering Aunt Xue anymore.
The third wife has no intention of competing for favor, and the third wife has changed from a concubine to a concubine. The prince publicly revealed that the fake old lady Li Daitao was stiff. What future does the third wife have?
The third wife only regrets that the marriage of the two children was not settled early, and she always wanted to choose a better one. Now those who were despised before, now despise her third wife.
The servant girl told the third wife, "Madam, the master has gone to the front yard."
The third wife laughed miserably, "So what if we go?"
Can he turn the fake old lady into a real one?
Sanfang's general situation is over, I am afraid that it will not be long before he will be released, if he dies in office, he should die halfway.
When the third master arrived at the main hall, he saw his aunt slapping the old lady.
The crackling sound of applause was crisp and sweet.
The third master's face turned cold.
Regardless of whether the old lady is true or not, she is his own mother, how can she let others slap her?
He always felt that the old prince was cruel.
No matter what the old lady is, she has been with him for more than thirty years.
He walked over and grabbed the aunt's wrist.
The great aunt looked at him coldly, "Let go!"
The third master exerted his strength, and cold sweat broke out on the aching forehead of the eldest aunt.
The other hand was raised, and it slapped the fake old lady.
She is going to hit her!
A shameless woman!
The third master wanted to crush his aunt's hand, but unfortunately, he didn't dare even if he borrowed his courage.
The great aunt made sure that he didn't dare, so she slapped him.
The third master shook off his aunt's hand.
The prince walked in, looked at the third master and said, "If you want to stay, just kneel together!"
The prince's tone did not have a trace of warmth.
The third wife came in, saw that they were deadlocked, and pulled the third master away.
After pulling back to the South Courtyard, the third wife regretted it.
Because the third master threw him off and went to find Aunt Xue.
The third wife almost exploded on the spot without getting angry.
Aunt Xue was drinking tea in the house, when she saw the third master coming in, she hurriedly greeted him.
Looking at Aunt Xue's charming face, the third master's irritable heart just calmed down a little.
The third master sat down to drink tea, and Aunt Xue sat with him.
As a son, being caught between father and mother is the most painful.
The room was eerily quiet.
After staying for a quarter of an hour, the third master got up and left.
Aunt Xue sent him out, stood under the corridor and watched him go away.
The servant girl stood aside and said, "Why doesn't Auntie win him over?"
"It's not the time yet," Aunt Xue said with her lips curled up.
"Can he be worse than now?" The servant girl didn't believe it.
"Although he is not well received by people now, he is still an official at least, and we will wait until he dies."
After Aunt Xue returned to the house, she continued to play the piano.
The mournful sound of the piano filled the sky over the south courtyard. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com