Farmer Lady of Fortune, Imperial Concubine, Don’t Be Too Sweet

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Recently, the children of the wealthy family in the capital have been having a bad time.

Especially for the younger generation of Jifu, they must be worried every time they walk into the street, fearing that one of their expressions is wrong or one of their eyes is suspected, they will be beaten up by the little overlord who does not know where it came from.

A veritable little bully.

Nanling's son came to the capital and walked sideways in the city, looking for a porcelain surnamed Ji.

If you can't find the surname Ji, you will not be spared if you have a good relationship with Jifu.

Each family has become Huanglian in their hearts.

And Ji Fu, who was no longer in the past, was avoided by the people in the circle.

Who is unlucky and who dares to be?

"Yu'er, you are my Jifu's daughter! You can't look at this matter! At the beginning, your grandfather took the wrong step, and he was guilty of death, and it should be reasonable to talk to Hongdou County Lord. Your grandfather is dead. She's still alive and well, what about us? Can't you bully too much!"

Mrs. Ji entered the palace again, crying with a nose and a tear in the queen's dormitory, this time it was really crying.

"Nanling Shizi is now guarding our Jifu. As long as the children of the clan come out of the gate, they will go out and return horizontally! Isn't this pushing Jiji to death? If you let go, you don't care whatsoever. Our Jifu, you, the queen, are no more noble in their eyes!"

The queen had a splitting headache and looked at her mother-in-law who was so irritated, "How do you want this palace to be? Since the affairs of Jifu burst out, this palace has no real power in hand, and even a little flying son can run. Come ridicule and ridicule in front of this palace! What does Mrs. Ji want from this palace!"

The old grandmother raised her eyebrows next to the queen, her words were gone, and there were complaints between the lines, "It was good, if you don't have these things, the lady is firmly at the top of the Sixth House. What a wife, why do you want to go?" Provoking the Nanling Palace? Is that what ordinary people can afford to provoke? What's the use of embarrassing the empress now?"

Faced with an old minion, Mrs. Ji turned black with anger, "If it weren't for your mother-in-law crying miserably in front of me that day, I would make a big mistake when I said how worried I was? For my mother's distressed daughter, I It was wrong! If you knew that it was so useless to raise a daughter, you might as well not have a baby!"

With a heartfelt word, the mother and daughter broke up again.

Mrs. Ji left the queen's palace with grievances, and hit the middle-aged men and women who faced the scenery in the upper garden while crossing the imperial garden.

The man was dressed in brocade, brocade embroidered gold silk, handsome and rich.The woman was in a fiery red brocade pomegranate skirt, and her courage between the eyebrows was impressed.

If you can appear in the palace, your status is definitely not low, plus you can visit the imperial garden in such a comfortable way, this kind of people don't know, and Mrs. Ji knows that she can't offend.

After condensing his face, he nodded to the other party and prepared to bow his head and leave.

Anyway, Hongying blocked her path.

Whether she turned left or right, she couldn't get past.

Mrs. Ji looked up, looking at the blocked woman in red. "This lady is blocking the road, don't know what?"

The woman's eyes were light, and her eyes were arrogant and scornful, "Ma's wife doesn't recognize me, but I remember my wife's face, but Madam Jifu?"

"Are you?" Mrs. Ji burst out of her heart, unpredictably.

When she saw the woman's lips, she smiled slowly, "My husband is surnamed Qian."

"Stone, what is she doing so creaky with her, hit her two eyes first!" The middle-aged man beside her was already impatient, and she was about to speak.

The woman turned her head, her tone of voice was helpless, but her eyes were full of connivance. "I just told you that it is East Vietnam anyway, and we should not embarrass the emperor. We will try our best not to use fists, but only yin."