Tyrannical Wang’s Beloved Wife

It is not uncommon for the Camel family to send lots of good things to Prince Jin's immobility. There are many who envy, not many who are jealous. Jing Wan will always part of the things out. This time too, in fact, Li Hongyuan is already prepared. He reserved the part for the Luo family beforehand. The best ones are for Jing Wan. On the one hand, she knows that Jing Wan will not be monopolized, and on the other hand, she doesn't want Jing Wan to rally too much hate in the Luo family. Jing Wan is not like him after all. She cares about her family, she has good things, and she will share them with them.

The ones reserved for the camel family are only a handful in Li Hongyuan's eyes. Even so, most of the camel family loves to let go when they get them, which is a good thing they never wanted. Think about what Jing Wan has... Forget it, people need to know enough, too greedy will not have much to do.

Jing Wan was supposed to use the clothes for Lady Luo's black fox leather. After all, Li Hongyuan also had limited black fox skin, and the fox fur was thick enough to make the whole clothes a little inappropriate. However, Lady Luo refused, and Prince Jin gave his fiancée something. What is the matter with one of her wives taking possession of it? The ones she gave her are fine. Moreover, the best ones, she naturally wants to use on Jing Wan.

With these things, perhaps the most polite is Sister Gong, who pulls and pulls the skins apart, the cape, the cloak, the giant jar, everything, let alone the accessories that are set on the clothes.

Jing Wan really wanted to say, Sister, don't use her lungs all at once, she is still a long girl. It is not a short one or two years ago. These things do not fit like normal clothes, or after this season, don't, it is a violent object, it will be struck by thunder, okay?

- Don't worry, Prince Jin can still lose this thing, we can just reset it later. Besides, it's shorter. We can stitch it up later and it won't be wasted casually.

All right, Jing Wan shut up, it's useless to say more. The craftsmanship of making clothes around her is absolutely bareback. It's stitching. Jing Wan is conscious. She can't find any traces at all. She's a capable person.

But with all this good stuff, should Jing Wan definitely give back something? But Left and Right thought, the other party didn't have any good things, in terms of these things, probably couldn't find anything that she didn't have at all.

Or do you want to do something with your own hands?

Being a female redneck, don't be embarrassed. Jing Wan estimated that he would probably not use what he had sent. Think about the person, what he was wearing, what is not a boutique in the boutique. In a phrase, it is high and high in the high and medium, and suddenly something low-end appeared on him. It's just unethical. Think about it and destroy the image.

So, what can I get him? Seems like besides herself... stop, Jing Wan cover her face, meet the bastard, she is getting dirty too, if you can't think of it, let it go.

In recent times, however, Yang Wan felt that the atmosphere in the capital seemed a little wrong, and he hadn't seen his grandfather for days. In the morning and not to mention, he went out too early and didn't see him at night, so it was a little unusual. Grandma didn't say anything, Jing Wan didn't ask, left is just the shit in the hall, you pit me, I hurt you, set each other up.

After a few days, Jing Wan held onto the oven. The temperature in Beijing City was much lower than in the province of Qian. Jing Wan felt she had become delicate. Unless necessary, she did not want to go out in the room. Because of the dragon on the floor, the house is quite comfortable.

Lady Luo has reduced the number of requests for peace, once every three days, but Yang Wan will still pass every day, but it is only later in the morning and earlier in the evening. It is probably a habit, or the after-effects of Lady Luo's risk of losing her life in the previous years. Yang Wan doesn't look at her every day, it seems a little unreasonable in her heart.

Yet when Yang Wan accompanied Lady Luo to dinner this day, she learned that many of the dynasty ministers had been kept in the palace, including her grandfather.

Yang Wan's heart beat so hard, how does it feel to imprison the chaplain and force the palace to rebel? Jing Wan put down the chopsticks and wipe her mouth. “Grandma, what happened? ”

“Prince Kang is back. ”

Jing Wan remembered that there were no such people in the summer, then said to have asked for relief, why did he come back at this time? It's been, like, four months. Does he have anything to do with the recent moves?

“On the way back a few days, he was assassinated, disappeared under the protection of the guards, the Emperor sent someone to look for him, never found him, until today he came back alone, dressed like a beggar, with wounds on his body, and was prevented from entering the city. If he did not happen to meet someone closely related to him, he would not be found alive until he was discovered, only afraid...”

Jing Wan understands that Lady Luo's unfinished words are not. Even in Beijing, not many people know the royal family. Moreover, the general public fears that Prince Kang will not know if he has been assassinated or disappeared. A beggar dares to impersonate the royal family, or the prince. If the guard of the city gate has long been bought by others, he may be killed directly. How can he be wronged to death?

“... Prince Kang was also smart once. He was stopped and didn't yell out loud. Instead, he stood back and swallowed his breath. It didn't seem to fit his personality very well. ”

Prince Kang was impulsive and angry and arrogant. A small city gate guard dared to stop him. He didn't storm up and kick people directly? “Probably someone said something to him before. ”

Lady Luo nodded, “Very likely. Prince Kang's disaster relief did not go smoothly. He encountered several riots by the affected people. There was also a sudden flood when visiting the embankment. He fell into the water, risking his life. This time twice, it was accidental, more than once… It was also accompanied by enough guards and tight protection. ”

One or two times is accidental, more often than not, and it's probably inevitable that someone will think about it in a conspiracy.

“Prince Kang went directly into the palace after simple brushing, tears fell in front of the emperor in half, people fainted, the whole Tai Hospital was shocked. Prince Kang was said to have been badly injured, it was really hard to persist for that long. Before that, he was probably under constant mental strain, and suddenly relaxed and couldn't hold up, as if his life was on the line. His Majesty Thunder raged. ”

“Grandfather, they're not doctors. What's the point of keeping them? ”

“Who knows.” Lady Luo answered carelessly, not concerned about whether Prince Kang was dead or alive.

Yang Wan laughed, “Prince Rui and Prince Kyung are afraid to be anxious. ”

Lady Luo glanced at her. How about the others? Lady Luo didn't have any feelings. Eighty-nine of Prince Jin made pushers inside again. Everyone is ruthless in cold blood. The only remaining humanity and tenderness seems to be left to Wan Wan. If she can keep doing this, she will probably be able to meditate.

Yang Wan felt her face consciously, "What's Grandma looking at? ”

“Nothing. The Chapel thing has nothing to do with us. It's been less than a month since New Year's Eve. ”

“Well, hopefully we'll have a dead year. ”

“It doesn't matter, even if Prince Kang has a good one, it's still like that, it's not...”

Indeed, when a prince dies, it is not up to anyone else to guard his mourning.

“It's a euphemism, for the first time in the North for the winter, go and be careful, don't catch the cold.” This is what Lady Luo is most worried about.

“My health has always been very good. My grandmother doesn't have to worry about me, but you are my grandmother. She hasn't been in Beijing for many years, so be very careful.” Ever since winter, she's been staring almost every day, afraid her grandmother might get sick.

They both take each other seriously.

When Jing Wan returned, he paused, circled a small circle and went to Fall Meiju.

“Three girls are here.” Mayju's janitor busted a lantern to show her the way.

Knowing that Jing Wan came over, Luo Rongyan and Zhang Shi busily rose up. It was no blame for them. After their relationship with Jing Wan got worse and worse, they had a heart to make up for it, but they didn't know where to start. Aside from asking for peace, Jing Wan didn't take the initiative to step into Meiju. Ming Fang Meiju and Haitang Yaju were just a wall apart, and opened a small door.

“Father, Mother," Jing Wan curled her knees, "it's cold outside, how did you get out? ”

Zhang's eyes were red and she was about to cry, but thinking that her daughter didn't like it the least, she pressed the corner of her eyes with her pad. “You know how cold it is, go inside quickly. ”

“No, this cold, hot reverse is not good, I just want to cut a few plum blossoms back into the bottle. ”

Although disappointed, but hearing her say it, Rongyan Luo immediately said, “Dad cut it for you. ”

Jing Wan did not refuse, and smiled. “Thank you, Dad. ”

Rongyan Luo waved, “I am your own father, why be so polite. ”

The maid was more conscious, and immediately took the shears, and no one would say what flowers are cut in black paint now.

If you want to talk about the best blossoms in Mayju, nobody knows better than Rongyan Luo.

Rongyan Luo loved the flowers in the courtyard. Even if he didn't want to cut off the vase himself during the week, he was not welcome at this time. He clicked and clicked with the shears and cut them vigorously, without worrying about getting that piece bald.

Jing Wan is quite speechless. It's not how flowers are cut. After cutting, you should also take into account the beauty. Besides, the flower basket won't fit. It's just a bottle insertion. There's really no need for so much.

“Dad, that's enough. ”

Rongyanton Luo stopped and gave the cut to the maid. He brought the basket himself. "Is that enough? Seems a little low. ”

“Enough.” Jing Wan picked up the basket and handed it to the maid. “Father and mother should hurry into the house. It's almost New Year's Eve. Don't catch the cold, and your daughter should go home first. ”

Rongyan Luo nodded. “The plum blossoms have blossomed and lost. Just let someone cut them again. ”

“Okay, you guys go inside. ”

“Walk slowly at night, don't fall.” The Zhang Clan couldn't help but give two orders. Seems uncomfortable, he ordered two more people to add two more lanterns to Jing Wan.

Jing Wan slowly returned to Tong Yaju.

Prince Kang was rescued after all, and Lecheng Emperor's anger was extinguished. But obviously, this matter will not be settled. He will definitely investigate it thoroughly. But we all know it's not that easy to find out.

On the 23rd day of La Moon, Lecheng Emperor sealed the pen. From top to bottom, the group has begun to amplify the holidays.