Ordered to Marry Thrice, The Mysterious Wangfei

Huayuman wondered, this Xiaying stayed in the Yukou for a while, this character seems like a different person, even the eyes are different, it seems that the place in Green Tower is really good at teaching people.

After dinner, Bell sent Huayuman a plate of hot pastry. "Miss Manl, the Grand Princess came to thank you temple this time to return me to her. Don't worry! ”

Hua Yumang slightly remembered that the owner of Yukou said he would return the bell maid to his sister-in-law in three months, but he did not expect it in this way.

“Well, I see. How was her relationship with Cold You-yu?” She was really curious how these two equally thoughtful women would get along. Better wonder what to do with these two lifesavers.

In the last life, because divorce thought he had saved him, he was very spoiled. Of course, spoiled in a way that was sometimes brutal. She was fortunate that she did not interact too much with divorce, and that divorce did not pay too much attention to herself.

I don't know if God wants her to live her life only in pain and vengeance, and everything has changed in the middle of nowhere, and everything that used to be seems to be just a nightmare.

Even more so, the abundant process she once hated, and now she's under her command, leaving it to herself, is not ordinary.

“Until after Leng Yuyuyuyu's small birth became mute again, His Highness did not go to her very often, but recently, Leng Yuyuyu learned to speak in his stomach, and His Highness sank rarely, and would also go once every three turns. Her Royal Highness was going to take Miss Xia on New Year's Eve, but she was afraid to meet her in the palace, so she said she was not sick. ”

Hua Yuman nodded suddenly, Xia Yingge was of course afraid to meet her sister-in-law, Miyagi had many people in mind, perhaps it was also possible to attract attention without paying attention.

“Wait, you speak belly language?” What suddenly flashed in Huayuman's mind.

The bell girl nodded. “Yes, I walked past Her Majesty's study once. I overheard her speaking in her stomach so many different voices that Her Majesty laughed. ”

Wah Yu Man's eyes are getting cold. Is that so? She was the one who designed her on New Year's Eve and wanted Mo Ziting to misunderstand herself.

Cold Yuyu, do you really think I'm a bully?

“Bell, go back to the Grand Princess and tell her I'm not feeling well. Come and take care of me these days. ”

“Yes.”

After five days of blinking, Huayuman already has 25 books, which means she can leave as soon as she hands them over.

But for various reasons, she intends to remain in the Temple of Thanksgiving, and every day she writes a seriously-written copy of the Book of Prayer, which seeks peace for her family.

The day before Yuan Xiao Festival, Xia Yingge left Thanksgiving Temple, and Hua Yuman submitted his scriptures, surprisingly praised by the Dust Master.

“The handwriting is neat, spiritual and wise, and your child is very Buddhist. ”

Hua Yuman did not speak up, why was she being exaggerated? Instead, she had an unclear feeling.

Surely, the next Mrs. Dust Master's words made everyone look silly, “The Queen has always wanted to find a suitable person to carry out the training. You are very suitable, young, even if it takes two years to carry out the training, Ben will advise the Queen later. ”

In front of Princess Happy, she was unhappy to throw her copy of the Book forward, unhappy to write it on her face, “See if the Princess's scripture is also a wise root. ”

Ji Xiaoshu also threw away his scriptures, “Miss Ben's scriptures have not been copied, but very hard work, Buddha favors honest people, it seems that I also have a lot of wisdom root. ”

They agreed that the Sumitomo and the Queen must have deliberately made it difficult for them to copy the Scriptures in order to say something with wisdom roots and to let the three of them leave the house. Hmm, I knew it. Why copy the Scriptures day and night?

Live and smile, "Who do you think wants to take the place of the Queen? This Miss Hua was chosen by the infinite master of Zen House, but you two did not pass the scripture, so copy it again.” After that, he dumped Buddha dust and left.

“Ah…” Princess Happy stepped on a diligent scripture of herself.

Ji Xiaoshu was also obnoxious. When he returned to God, he cursed with hatred: "This is so deceptive, I curse this temple of gratitude! ”

“Well, Dawg Shu, don't say it out loud, be careful what they do to you.” Hua Yuman shook her head and told her to stop talking.

Ji Xiaoshu nodded her head and drowned her eyelids. She hasn't eaten and slept well in almost half a month. I thought she would be out of the sea today. How do I know...

“Manl, they want you out of the house!” Princess Happy said angrily, a copy of the scripture may be out in January or two, but you have to stay in this shithole for a year or two.

Hua Yuman sighed and closed his eyes again, "Perhaps this is my life! ”

Oh, life? She's going to see how these people can control her fate, how she wants to be here instead of the queen, and how she can't afford it. Huayuman had an idea, so she turned to her room and went to bed.

On the other hand, 13 knew that Thanksgiving Temple people wanted little feathers to replace the Queen, and he was angry. An unprecedented sense of destruction filled his evil eyes, and his lips raised a ruthless smile, “In that case, let Thanksgiving Temple disappear! ”

“Yes!” The dark soul responded softly and blinked and disappeared.

The master was angry and the consequences were severe. Thanksgiving Temple must have gone to the sincere thanksgiving too few people, blessed and doomed to extinction.

“Master, if you knew you were going to destroy Thanksgiving Temple, you wouldn't have had to spend five nights copying the Bible!” Phoenix blinked her glamour with great grief, so he really did a lot of useless work.

“You got a problem with that?” Thirteen faint glances at him.

Phoenix immediately became a spiritual spirit and stood upright, "No, but I wanted to help the dark soul myself, so that Thanksgiving Temple didn't even have any scum left. ”

“Go!” Thirteen waved, turning to Michelle's marks, "Go find a few men...”

Michelle nodded happily, "Okay!” Playing Yin is his favorite.

At night, the sky above Thanksgiving Temple was lit by a flame, the source of which began to burn from the Zen Phantom.

“The water is gone, the water is gone... help...”

All sorts of panic and confusion surprised Hua Yuman, who was not asleep. She hasn't even started yet. Why did she go on fire?

With a hint of doubt, she rushed out and saw Princess Happy and Ji Xiaoshu also looked at the front with confusion.

“The fire is out of control, you guys run!” A master with water shouted at them, then threw himself in the bucket and ran off in panic.

Huayuman thought the thirteen people would definitely show up, but they did not. They hid in a safe place and watched Thanksgiving Temple destroy in the fire. Half an hour later, the Emperor's people came, and a little while later, the thirteen princes, the Taifu lord, the three princes and the seven princes also came quickly.

Finally, Huayuman and others were returned to their homes, and a disaster and shock ended.

Back in Washington, the whole of Huayuman was happy, looking at the anxious parents in front of her, she hurried to comfort her: "Father, Mother, don't worry, Daughter is fine, she hasn't suffered much. ”

“Silly boy, do we not yet know if we have suffered? But just come back, just come back.” Lady Hua hugged her daughter and held her face gently with her hands. Only a few days later, her daughter's little face had lost weight.

“Silver peach, go get some good food. Manl must be starving.” Blue tumbled her clothes together, facing Silver Peach Road next to her.

“Yes!” Silver Peach rushed to the kitchen.

Huayuman was a little embarrassed. When he was still ugly, he came back and shocked everyone. Everyone got up and even his pregnant sister-in-law came.

“Eat and rest early.” General Hua wants to stop again. Tomorrow is the New Year's Eve Festival. He wants to have a reunion dinner with his family. But the fire at Thanksgiving Temple tonight is a little strange. Tomorrow the Empress and the Emperor will definitely send Manger to the palace for questioning. I hope there will be no mistakes tomorrow.

“Yes, Dad. The weather is cold. Father and mother should go to bed first. I ate and washed and went to bed. ”

Daughter's ingenuity made the general and his wife feel warm, but her heart was even more distressed.

“Manl, your sister-in-law is also easily hungry at night. Let her eat with you. Someone sent some Nanxing carbon the other day, and I'll go get some.” Hua Yukang rubbed her sister's hair, admonishing her, "They're all hungry and thin. You should eat more later. ”

“Got it, brother.” Huayuman nodded with a smile to assure.

In fact, she was not hungry at all in Thanksgiving Temple. She would bring her delicious food every day from the sun. As for how to lose weight, she thought it should be to miss it. She misses home every day, so lose weight.

“Manl, thank you for bringing the bell back.” Blue and melancholy hearts and emotions, the chief of the pavilion abides by her trust, a large part of the reason is because Manl, even the Nanxing carbon used in the palace was sent by him, said to be a gift for her adulthood, but the chief of the pavilion has clearly sent it, this time is to give it to Manl.

“For what, we're a family!” Hua Yuman drank a cup of tea and saw that Silver Peach and Qingqing had come to eat it. He took the initiative to help them move the table and set up the tableware. Everything was done at will.

Blue and blue but very touching, no wonder people in Washington love Manl, she is really good and deserves all the love. The appearance is cute and beautiful, pure, kind, good personality, and not all ladies have bad habits, even to the next person so well.

“Sister-in-law, don't just look at me, you eat too, you eat alone now, but it's equivalent to two people supplementing nutrition. Eat more and have a big fat son. ”