Tyrannical Wang’s Beloved Wife

“It's a good idea to let her mother do it herself.” Li Hongyuan dialed the water and put the cup back at once. I don't know what method Luo Pei Shan intends to use to treat those teas. If it takes a few months to slow down, but quickly, the tea has come out at this time, so I can't help but pick it myself, and go to the door to check it out.

Nguyen Fangfei's place, you basically don't need to do it yourself, the uncle Wang is there, you just need to keep an eye on them at the right time, and also Nguyen Ruizhong's place, you just need to add another straw to him, but this can be slow, when to do it, you already have a plan, now wait patiently, not too long, should be able to solve it before going back to the capital.

“Who were you all looking for last night?” Li Hongyuan looked faintly at the Qing poems and Qing songs with the little maids laying out lunch. He did not doubt that they would disobey their orders, nor was he interested in asking about the private affairs of the people below, but he saw them and suddenly remembered them, so curious.

Qing's hand shook for a second, almost dropped the plate on his hand, but Qing poetry was calm, and he naturally reached over and put it on the table. Now he smashed the plate, which is like killing himself.

--Li Hongyuan does not want their lives because of this little thing, but it is certain that they will not be allowed to continue to serve them around, but they will return from wherever they come from, and as a maid who knows some things about Li Hongyuan, there must be no need for Li Hongyuan to tell them, Master Mu will not let them all leave, can not speak, can not write is the most basic, which is equivalent to the abolitionist, and sent back by the master, there must be a problem, who else will use it?

In the next person, the situation is worse with high and low stepping. When you are older than yourself, “sister” and “grandfather” scream intimately. As soon as you lose your position, you can spit at you and squeeze and crush to death.

Qing Xing thankfully looked at the Qing poem, after all, he didn't get home enough to exercise, but he still has to practice.

Serving next to Li Hongyuan is definitely a very exercising thing, basically it will go smoothly under his hands for three months, then put it outside, people will have to put up their thumbs to say: Don't be surprised, don't be surprised. This is the most basic thing in Prince Jin's Palace. Of course, no one can hold onto the face of the master.

It's obviously enough to make the girl's family ashamed of herself, because the master doesn't care at all, and you don't have to care when you answer. Therefore, after putting down what was in his hand, he sent out the little maid and replied respectfully.

“Back to the master, the one in charge of all the flowers and trees in the royal palace.” Qing poetry begins by saying.

“Go back to the master, it's the guard...”

Li Hongyuan raised his hand and kept quiet. He brought a lot of guards, but not many more than the other brothers. If it was just a choice among the guards, it didn't matter which one, except for the dark one. The maids around him wanted to know the difference. Those people couldn't choose, they should have a score in their hearts, but, "Florist? You chose it yourself? ”

For reasons of Jing Wan, Li Hongyuan attached great importance to the flower trees of Wang Mansion, and the value of what he was looking at naturally doubled for the servants. Therefore, florists who had no place elsewhere, but many people in Jin Wang Mansion were fighting to do it. Even if they did not, stealers who rubbed their heads in secret were looking forward to one day competing for power.

There are hundreds of people in the Wang Dynasty, but seeing Li Hongyuan is actually only a small minority, and the people who serve him beside him are naturally also the object of other people, but these people, they are also not easy to see, no matter where they are, behave according to the rules, the Wang Dynasty is so big, they can go to a small place, dare to wander around, once caught, the sale is still light. Although the florist was slightly more important to Li Hongyuan, he was separated from the maid beside him. The maid could know something, but the florist could not.

Why did Li Hongyuan bring the florist here, but because next summer, the bowl and bowl will be with him, not with the Camel family, whether in the palace or outside the courtyard, needs to be handled carefully.

Qing poetry naturally knew the situation, hesitated, "He came to the door. ”

“The king doesn't know, there are idiots like you around, if any man comes to the door, you can answer? How did he know about this?” In the house of the Prince Jin, apart from a small group of people, all four maids beside him shared the view that they warmed his bed.

This matter, say big or big, say small or small, but in any case, it is about him to leak the wind, someone must have missed the duty, that's all there was at the time, Qi knelt down to beg for sin.

If one thing leaks out, it could mean something else.

The florist slipped over at the fastest possible speed. Originally because of her beauty, Zhengchun wind was proud, suddenly such a thing appeared, a moment of stubbornness, facing the master who was not angry and arrogant, kneeling on the ground a bit of Cerser trembled.

However, Li Hongyuan was not interested in taking care of the matter himself, “Mu 'an, this king just needs the results. ”

“Yes, master.” Master Mu is busy as he deserves.

He is the close servant of Li Hongyuan and also the chief of the Jin Prince's Palace. When nothing happened, everything was fine. When something happened, it was difficult for him to blame him, so at this time, Master Mu hated to want to kill.

Everyone but Dark One retreated.

“Master, can I get you a meal?” An excellent guard who serves his master's meal is equally unspeakable.

Li Hongyuan looked at a large table full of fine dishes, he didn't have much appetite, now he seemed increasingly unwilling to eat one meal, but now he is in the palace, no need for lunch, then hurried away, his good mother-in-law probably has to say it again.

I ate more or less, but the chopsticks on the table didn't move. In the summer, who ate those greasy things? The cook he brought naturally knew his taste. Therefore, these dishes were actually sent by Lecheng Emperor and Su Guifei. Even if he knew his taste, he was afraid that he would not eat well. They all said that he ate too little, so he sent them vigorously.

Li Hongyuan simply ate some chopsticks, "Take it off, you guys split up. ”

“Thank you, Master.” In the dark, he went out for a moment and came in with the other brothers, and Lisso's cleaned the table. For those below, this is not what is left of the master, but a gift. No master spoke, after taking it, the rear cook can only sneak drool. After all, even a small cabbage was carefully cultivated to serve in front of Li Hongyuan. Unusual, let alone other, materials used are all first-class, some dishes, just like that, maybe they can't earn that material money in the rear cook for the rest of their lives, how blind.

On Lord Mu's side, the results of the interrogation have come out, just coincidence.

The gardener, "Bear heart leopard dare”, had long seen Qing poem, but knowing that she was the master, he had been bitterly repressing herself. Who knew yesterday that he had accidentally heard Qing song in the garden to speak to a guard, to the effect that it was vague, but he understood the essence, and then rushed out to find Qing poem, but the master's yard did not dare to break in, so he could only scratch his ear outside, so he had confirmed that Qing poem was in the main house, and he was still anxious, until the evening, he finally saw Qing poem, because it had been too long, worried from the beginning whether Qing poem would refuse, and whether there was someone else in her heart, when he saw people, but nothing in his heart, he went straight up.

So, the florist never thought from the beginning whether the poem was perfect, and he wouldn't mind either.

Qing poetry actually carried a bit of a broken jar with her mind. Otherwise, it would not wait until the evening. The florist appeared unexpectedly. At that time, she thought that someone had also avoided the embarrassment of their own initiative. Then things became so rare and confusing. Qing poetry was later aware of certain problems, but now it was too late to regret, so she wanted to find an opportunity to explain to the master, just Li Hongyuan first asked.

Master Mu has used some extraordinary means, combined with the statements of several people, to find no loopholes.

Even so, the new “head” of Qing Song did not find that someone heard Qing Song and his words, whether or not because he heard something too horrible, his attention was on Qing Song, if he failed in his duty, he would be punished, and Qing Song was sat together, as for Qing Poem, negligent carelessness, if he didn't understand the situation, he “ran away” with people, which is even more sinful. Therefore, neither pair of "Yuanyang” fell, the most painful florist was sentenced to great punishment, already lost half his life, and couldn't get up directly in front of Li Hongyuan. Even so, he banged his head and asked Li Hongyuan not to punish Qing poetry. He was willing to bear one share.

Li Hongyuan's passion for Jing Wan does not mean that meeting other lovers breeds a hidden heart. What about others, never within his consideration, did not take a closer look, and got up and left. Master Mu wanted to keep up, Li Hongyuan suddenly stopped and turned around, “Twenty boards. ”

Master Mu was so heartfelt that he felt wronged, but he didn't dare to ask for mercy, “Yes. ”

Li Hongyuan is totally because he has already used his hand and replaced it with another person. He doesn't understand his spleen, it will only be more troublesome.

When Li Hongyuan walked away, Mu Gong's face was a little shady, and he lifted his foot to the florist, but halfway was blocked by a clear poem. Yes, poetry and songs are given to four maids, but they are not delicate. They all have a certain martial arts background.

Li Hongyuan does not need a girl whose shoulders cannot be resisted. When needed, he can treat a woman as a man, treat a man as a livestock, not because she is young, or because a woman is compassionate. There will always be only one person who will make him pity.

Master Mu was blocked, his face was darker, but he just glanced at the clear poem, there was no other way.

He is the close servant of Li Hongyuan, the chief of the Jin Prince's Palace, none of these are false, but the people around Li Hongyuan, holding high and low tread is the lightest phenomenon, because it is impossible to put eye drops on others in front of him, so that the master is unbiased, even if your intrinsic rights are more useless, even if a civil battle occurs, Li Hongyuan can risk a spoon. Mu Gong can tread freely, that is, those who can't squeeze in front of Li Hongyuan. Lord Mu can only brush his sleeves away.

When there were only two people left, Qing poetry held people up. It was complicated. You didn't expect to find a good person in your life, but suddenly a mistress appeared. "Punishment for two, you lost your life. Do you want me to find another one after you die? ”

The florist stunned, "So, I'll take part of it for you? It won't kill you. Let me do everything in the future, Qing Poetry, will you? ”

Qing poetry looked at the face of Qing Xiu only, that seriously had a slight smile, suddenly a smile.

Li Hongyuan went to the Luo family, did not avoid anyone, very obviously, and did not worry at all that someone suspected him of pulling together the ministry book Luo Peishan. Imagine that Luo Peishan now has a trend towards loneliness. Ask, is it okay to help a person to take charge, just a ministry book?

Li Hongyuan entered the Camel Gate and was more comfortable than entering his own home. I didn't know it was his home.

Some noses in Luo Pei Mountain are not noses, eyes are not eyes. There is also a little silence in Jing Wan's heart. Your Majesty, you only came here the night before, so you don't have to come so diligently.

After all, Li Hongyuan left a little face for Luo Peishan. He did not completely ignore his focus on Jingwan and put the topic on those teas, indicating that he wanted to see it.

Luo Pei Mountain's face finally got a little better, then took it out with a few bragging thoughts, only less than half a palm large a light box, the tea inside looked pitiful. “That's it? ”

“Certainly not only.” Luo Pei Mountain did not have the aura to say.