My Little Mom is the Richest

Qing Ruoshui's eyes were filled with tears of helplessness and pain, and then she stood up straight and said quietly to everyone: "That's it! Let her go!"

At this time, a group of maids came from a distance. The leading woman was a little older. She was dressed in black palace clothes. She was calm and composed. She knelt down in front of everyone, bowed her head to the ground, and said without being humble or arrogant: "Slave Liu Suxin of Ziyang Palace, I have been ordered to take care of thousands of people." Holy Concubine Kui, I didn’t pay attention today, and Concubine Kui went missing and disturbed the two ladies. I apologize here."

"No need! Be careful in the future, don't take Concubine Kui away quickly, or she will catch the cold. In addition, the palace maid Mingyue Jun will also be taken away, promoted to Mrs. Yue, and given to live in Shuiyuexuan." The man finally spoke, but Before she finished speaking, Qing Ruoshui stiffened up and looked at him with eyes filled with grief and anger, her body trembling slightly as if she couldn't help it.

"Promise!" Liu Suxin agreed, then stood up and respectfully came to Concubine Kui. Her originally calm face had been replaced by a smile as warm as the spring breeze. "Concubine Kui, it's cold here. I'm worried about frostbite. Why don't we go back to the house?" Go inside, is it warm there?"

The crazy woman known as Concubine Kui finally reacted at this time. She raised her head blankly and looked at Liu Suxin, "Xi'er...it's cold...go back to the house...it's warm...will you wake up?"

"Yes, Xi'er will wake up when it gets warmer in the room!" Liu Suxin replied with a gentle smile.

"Yes, go back to the house. Mother takes Xi'er back to the house, and Xi'er wakes up!... Haha..." Amid the laughter, I saw that Concubine Kui had a slim body, but she hugged her sideways effortlessly. Looking at Mingyue Jun, he quickly left everyone's sight.

"Slave, please leave!" Seeing this, Liu Suxin bowed to all the masters, and then she led her servants in pursuit.

Watching everyone leave silently, Qing Ruoshui also turned around and was about to leave. Unexpectedly, before he had taken two steps, his blood surged up and a mouthful of blood spurted out, and it fell.

"Ruo'er!" With a clear shout, the man stretched out his body and held Qing Ruoshui in his arms, complaining distressedly: "It's such a cold day, you just got pregnant, what are you doing out here?"

"Go away!" Qing Ruoshui pushed the man away stubbornly, but due to excessive force, she also fell into the snow. Looking at the bright blood stains in the snow, tears fell in surprise, "Feng Xueyang! Why... Hao There are so many women in Yu, there are so many women in Qingxu, there are so many women in this palace, why did you choose her? Why did you choose my best sister Mingyue Jun?...Why?"

"Stop messing around!" Feng Xueyang stepped forward and tried to lift Qing Ruoshui from the ground.

Waving away Feng Xueyang's hand, Qing Ruoshui stared at him with wide eyes. For a long time, she sneered and burst into tears, "Hahaha...Nonsense?...You said I was nonsense?...You actually said I was nonsense!"

"Ruo'er..." Feng Xueyang sighed helplessly.

"The third master is indeed considerate, but my sister is so sad, but I don't know what kind of drama she is acting in?" The cold and charming woman who had been watching the show for a long time sarcastically spoke again.

"Nonsense!" Feng Xueyang scolded.

"Nonsense? I'm just fooling around!" the woman argued coldly, "What? She Qing Ruoshui makes trouble, but I, Qian Sheng Hanyue, can't make trouble?"

"That's it!" With a long sigh, Feng Xueyang stood with his hands behind his hands, his back to the two of them, and said calmly: "Although this matter is said to be inevitable, the matter has come to an end. Mingyue Jun's status has been determined, so there is no need to say more!" After that! No longer looking at the two of them, he waved his sleeves and walked away.

A water-colored curtain, a soft quilt with moonlight brocade and silver threads, a water-colored bead curtain, a carved red sandalwood dressing table, a four-foot-long sandalwood clothing pavilion, a 60-fold brocade hibiscus screen... where is this? Judging from the things used in the house, it is definitely not a place where ordinary palace maids live. . ,,.