Rebirth Of The General’s Granddaughter

No matter which way he compares to the superior officer, he doesn't lose, but why doesn't she ignore her offer?

Yeah, nobody knows. The prince snuck up on Purple Ghost before that.

He asked Liu Ruishue to send a few unknown posts to Purple Ghost, who did not come to the Prince's house.

Ruthless? Sometimes, however, he went to visit her at the Hsin Dynasty, and she was nice to herself; and every time she met her in the palace, she was cold.

He was driven mad by her attitude!

So, one day in the palace, he didn't listen to the queen's advice, “You can't leave her," he asked his own guard to take her life, but pulled her aside and promised her, "Ghost, I like you. I know I can't give you everything you need right now, but don't worry, I promise you when I have the power, you're the only woman in the rear palace. Do you still want to marry a superior officer? He's a dude and can't give you anything. ”

He thought what he said was sincere, but Purple Ghost answered him coldly: "But he might give me something that none of you could give you. Don't you dare say you don't have a Jiangshan society? Can you abandon everything, just me? No, right? But he can, he can't take anything, just me! ”

Yeah, he can't, he's stuck too much. He didn't want to come to the wedding today, but he couldn't help but come. He wanted to see how happy she was tonight.

Besides, he can't stop coming. King An is his uncle. The superior officer is obviously his cousin. In any case, he wants to come.

But here he is. Who knows how hard it is for him? Anger, unwillingness, jealousy... When I think of her tonight, she's going to enjoy herself under the grass bag of a superior officer. He's got a heart for killing people!

It was not enough to describe his mood at this moment to know all the words when he saw them holding red silk together. His chest was like a hell of a fire burning, infinite scorching, boring, angry groaning yin in his five dirty hearts, like trying to roast him whole.

Listening to the voice of praise, there was a flame burning in his eyes that he did not know, and the smile on his face was long superseded by the cold as ice.

He held his hands tightly under his sleeve, holding on to his urge to step forward, pulling them apart, letting his fingers tuck into his palms and bleeding out unsatisfactory blood.

He can't be impulsive, he can't!

With the mother and queen confined and the family falling apart, he no longer had the same outstanding advantages. Now both the two and the three princes look down on him, and his party feathers are temporarily ambushed by his orders, waiting for the moment.

Because the two princes joined forces with the three princes, they began fiercely attacking his people and repeatedly impeached his faction. He was constantly dealing with these things every day, reprimanded by the Wudi, scolded, and burned day and night. He can no longer make any impulsive moves, and today he has become the least trusted of the three princes. If he makes another mistake, he will only keep himself further from the throne.

He repeatedly cautioned himself in his heart, but somehow, he always found it difficult to convince himself. Like something he always wanted to hold on to, he slipped out of his hand like this, and this time he did, even if he reaches back, it's just a cloud of smoke.

The prince hated the feeling of helplessness, his eyebrows tightly twisted, and the whole person exhaled a strong temper. Yet the crowd in the hall looked at the bride and groom with joy, and few people found him with such a gloomy eye.

Only the superior officer felt the sensibility, turning to look at the prince sitting in front of the crowd, revealing a brilliant and cool smile like snow, and a firm oath in his narrow eyes.

Purple Ghost is his! Nobody's gonna rob me.

When he received his eyes, the prince's fingers collapsed instantly, and the bones, because of too much force, made a creaking sound, the dark eyes revealed a gloomy smell, like frosting, cold and astonishing.

He bites his teeth in his heart: the superior officer is abrasive, you wait for the lonely, now it is yours, not always.

“Three, couples worship each other...” The loud voice pulled down, the superior officer turned around and looked at the woman with the head covered in front of her. The smile on the corner of her lip was like a spring breeze, with a moving view.

Purple Ghost is his, and will only be his in the future.

After the ceremony, the bride and groom were sent to the cave room, and a large group of people held the bride and groom to the courtyard door in a lively manner, and the superior officer decontaminated and the superior officer polluted them and invited them to the feast.

The superior officer leads the purple ghost into the house, staring at the purple ghost covered by Yun Jin Xipa, his heart beats like thunder, his narrow phoenix eyes stopped on the Xipa, his heart burst with an impulse, hatred can not rush up to lift the cover immediately, and look at the delicacy under Xipa.

But I also know that he can't now, he has to go out and toast to the guests, that's a beautiful scene to look forward to, stay a little later.

I just heard a noise coming from outside, and someone yelled, “Where's the groom officer? Come out and toast us...”

This is a hurry, if you don't go, come to the cave room later, even worse.

The superior officer did not delay, he fell in love and retracted his gaze. He smiled softly at Purple Ghost: “Daughter-in-law, I am going out to receive guests for my husband. I will probably be back later. If you are hungry, take snacks. If you are tired or sleepy, go to bed and get some sleep. Don't tire yourself. ”

He was afraid to come back too late, let Purple Ghost do this sitting, hungry and tired, he would be heartbroken.

But then he left, unwilling, quickly grabbed the Jade Hand of Purple Ghost, kissed him and said with a low voice: "Baby, wait for me to come back. ”

After that, he felt uncomfortable and walked out. “Don't starve for the princess," he said to the four maids who had been standing beside the purple ghost. ”

Four maids would not react for a moment and a half. After a moment, the sea rhyme of the quick mouth turned towards Purple Ghost. It was a tangle of faces: "Miss, are you going to call me Princess now? ”

She's a little uncomfortable. She thinks the master is fine and the princess is fine. None of them called the lady to be kind.

Poetry immediately glanced at her delicately, “Of course I will call the princess, I have already worshipped the house, the lady is already the wife of the world. ”

The poetry of the wife reminds Purple Phantom of the wife of the officer's abrupt love to call. She couldn't help but want to laugh. For the superior officer's abrupt concern for her, the strong happiness surged.

Listening to the joyful voices coming from outside, the poetry came to Purple Ghost and asked: "Are you hungry, miss? ”

Her uncle told her to come down, and she had better serve her, lest she should be hungry for them.

Purple and Ghost shook her head. She ate a lot of food in the morning. She was not hungry. She was just a little tired. She said to the four maids who had been guarding her hands and feet from morning to now: “If you are hungry, go eat something. You don't have to sit here with me. ”

“The ladies are not hungry, and the slaves are naturally not hungry.” The four maids shook their heads together and stood with the Purple Ghost.

The sound of joy out there, in the ears of some people, is another flavor.

Xu Yaguan strongly watched the chapel prayer of the superior officer Ling and Purple Ghost, and sent a maid. She rushed into her yard and wept silently on her pillow. She was alone in tears.

She remembered that when she was a child, when she first met her superior officer, the eleven-year-old superior officer had suddenly come out of the wind and smiled like a flower. Wherever she stood, she could find his figure at a glance.

She was only eight years old. She had just lost her father and sent someone under the fence. I wonder how sad she was.

At that time, the superior officer Ling Lan was not often in the house, but every time he came back, he would play with her and tell her jokes. Her brother Ling was the most handsome man in the world and the best man for her. Since then, she has been thinking about marrying a man like Brother Ling.

Since then, she has always dreamed of him in her dreams. She had thought that the Anhuang Mansion was somewhat strange. After all, this was not her home. However, because it was the place where the superiors were born, she was willing to treat this place as her own home and his parents as her own.

She knew her parents were dead, an orphan daughter, and there was nothing to show off but the love of King An. If she wants to marry Brother Ling, her conditions are not sufficient. Therefore, in order to be closer to the official, she not only adores the King An and the Princess, but also takes care to have good relations with the Soviet Princess, the Ning Side Princess, as well as the superior official decontamination, the superior official contamination and various rightful inferiors. Only these powerful people like her will she be able to become the official's wife.

In her efforts, she finally stopped at the Imperial Palace. For her good Soviet concubine, she also secretly told her the good news that her father and Anwang had made a deal to marry her to her son.

With this news, no one knew that she was not asleep for an excited night. She tried harder than before to learn how to dress and talk about the Soviet concubine, so she wanted to be this family in the future.

Later, she and the superior officer exchanged love things in private, and she became more solid. Hidden self-happiness, even if I can't be the Prince's righteous concubine, the concubine will not be able to escape.

But I didn't expect to wait for a holy decree. I waited for news that Brother Ling had married another woman, and that the superior officer would never want another woman again. This breaks my heart.

The big wedding night was uneven, the relatives did not abandon their papers, and the struggle was getting better and more intense.