Queen of Flowers

Yong Ruo thought: This is an age when imperial power is supreme!

In this era, the emperor could sentence anyone to death without trial.

Not to mention, there are a lot of hidden arrows besides the gun. If the emperor wanted to hack her, could she escape? What can Feng Liang do?

She doesn't want to make her life into a dog-blood drama, why should she commit the taboo of those "honorable" people? !!

"I ..." Feng Liao said a little, "I won't let things go that far! Otherwise, I won't consider the" back-and-back "road ..."

The more you say, the less you feel.

Yong Ruo finally raised his eyes and looked at him and said, "My son, please listen to me: when you have no way to go, you are forced to" retreat next ". Instead of touching the nail at first, just" retreat. " Please second '! In this way, the emperor and the toffee will not be too jealous of me, and my life will be much easier! "

"But ... but if I give up without a fight, I am really unwilling and I am too wronged!"

Yong Ruo's face with tears appeared a little self-deprecating smirk: "In fact, I'm not so wronged! I can marry a son, even if it's a puppet, it's my blessing in this life!" Otherwise, her life will be more difficult.

Feng Liang's fingers gently stroked her rough cheek, and there was an unprecedented pain and injury in her heart.

Yong Ruo smiled again and said softly: "My son, although fame is important, life is more valuable. I don't want to be disgusted and rejected by my husband's family for a false name, except for my husband, who is all enemies ... Life will be more grieved and hard than being a concubine! Like you, I do n’t want to be tired at all! As long as the son has no other woman, I do n’t have a princess on my head. , But also Qin Se harmony, there is no regret in this life! "

Feng Liao's face was gradually stained with deep sadness and grief. His eyes were getting wet ...

Suddenly, he took a step forward and suddenly pulled Yong Ruo into his arms, hugged it tightly, and said with an extremely choked voice: "I will never fail you! Girl Yong ... I swear to heaven ... never in this life Lose you! "

His true feelings revealed, making Yong Ruo's heart suddenly soft.

"Okay! I believe you!" She patted his back gently, and said very softly, "Call me Ruo Ruo! Ruo Ruo Ruo Ruo." At this moment she was also called "Yong girl", which was strange. A bit.

"If Ruo ..." Feng Liao whispered, and again, "Ruo Ruo ..."

"Ok?"

"I'll give you another alias! What if I don't want to call your girlfriend's name?

"What else?"

"Qing Qing's nephew's color of red plums, the soul of the hidden red plums, is like the incarnation of red plums. It might as well be called ... Mei Qing!"

"Mei Qing ..." Yong Ruo smiled, "OK!"

"I express my words. If there is no one, you call me Rongshen!"

"Okay! Rongshen." She called without hesitation. In fact, she wants to be called "Very Little", but in this era, apart from her elders, she didn't like to call her name.

After tasting this warm and sweet time, Feng Liao said a little timidly, "Can you lend me my handkerchief?"

Yong Ruo couldn't help smiling: "Okay! But you have to let go of me first!"

Feng Liao seemed to be scalded, and conditioned reflex loosened her arm and jumped back.

But before Yong Ruo could see his appearance at this moment, he raised his head side by side, desperately holding his sleeve to block his face, and looked like he was faceless. Unfortunately, he was wearing an arrow sleeve today, and the sleeve was not wide. He blocked his forehead and exposed his chin.

Yong Ruo thinks: He's so cute!

Pulling out the papa in her sleeve and handing it over, she couldn't help but make a joke: "Shall I help the boy wipe his face?"

Feng Gongzi's head was lowered again, and his bright chin was stained with a smile, but he still covered his face with his sleeves, and said in a pretending serious tone, "Don't laugh!"

He saw the papa she handed under the sleeve, and quickly yanked it with the other hand, turned around, and wiped his face against her back.

After playing with it for a while, Feng Gongzi stopped, put the piece of papa in his cuff, and turned around.

His eyes, which had just been washed away by tears, were slightly red, but extremely clear, and had a particularly pure feeling.

"Papa is dirty. I'll wash it before I return it to you!" He looked at her and said. There was a slight blush on his face.

"Will the son wash the zi?" Yong Ruo said intentionally.

I do n’t know if the nobleman will wash this lap with his own hands, rather than which maidservant to give it to?

"No, but I can learn."

"Then you have washed it, but you have to return it, don't swallow it!"

When Yong Ruozheng was about to speak, Yong Miao rushed over and said, "Sister, my mother is awake! I want to see you ... and the brother of Feng Gongzi."

"Brother Feng Gongzi? That's a funny name." Feng Liang bent over and looked at Yong Miao, and saw that he was thin and thin, frowning slightly. "How so thin?" A hand stretched out and embraced Yong Miao, froze. It's too light! More food in the future! "

Yong Miao has not been held like this for a long time.

He twisted his body a little awkwardly, and then glanced at Yong Ruo with a peep in his eyes. When she saw her, she looked at it with a smile, but said nothing, and knew Feng Liao was a credible person, and slowly relaxed.

Feng Liao held Yong Miao in her arms and said to Yong Ruo, "Go and see your aunt!"

Yong Ruo nodded, but said: "My son doesn't have to talk too much with my mother, lest she bother and worry about her illness. In addition ... the sooner the son picks me up, the better!" She was afraid Zhou could not wait too long.

"I won't talk to your mother any more." Feng Liao understood her meaning and said concisely, "I have seen your mother before going back to arrange marriage. As long as it is not three consecutive fierce days, it must be within three days. Welcome you through the door. "

Yong Ruosong sighed: "Thank you son!"

"Why be thankful between you and me!"

"Basic courtesy is still required!"

Zhou's lying in bed was more sick.

Seeing Feng Liang coming in holding Yong Miao, she reluctantly put her hands on her waist and made a gesture of blessing: "The little woman has been ill for a long time, and it is difficult to get up and be rude!" With a slight gasp.

Feng Liao put down Yong Miao and knew how to return the gift. Hearing her, she said busyly: "The lady talked a lot! The junior tried to greet the lady several times, but she had not been called, so she didn't dare to be disturbed. I also hope the lady forgive me!"

"The son-in-law is polite!" Zhou raised an unconscious brow and did not have the strength to go around the circle, and opened the door to ask the mountain directly. ? "

"It was rude to the junior! The junior was ..." Feng Liao said his identity roughly.

"King Hengjun ..." Zhou murmured a bit disappointingly, and couldn't speak for a moment.

"One thing, I still want the lady to be perfect: the younger generation admired Yong girl to the deepest, and wanted Yong girl to be a beauty, and then asked Mrs. Yong and her concubine for the young girl to step by step." Feng Liao opened the door and said, Explaining, "According to the dynasty's dynasty system, the county king's palace can ask two Zheng Wupin 'side concubines' and four Zheng Liupin' wife's, all of which have court crowns and courtesy seals, and are serious members. However, it takes time for the seal to be sealed. Before the seal is issued by the Ministry of Gifts, the noble and good-natured couple who are admitted to the palace are generally known as beauties. Although the beauties of the palace are no good, they are much more noble than ordinary house-keeping houses. "①

Zhou's sigh was obviously relieved, and said with some frustration: "My grandfather is so relieved, the little lady is relieved!"

Feng Liao also said: "Because of the ill health of the woman, the younger generation has reached an agreement with the young girl: within three days, she will marry the young girl. The young woman will rest assured that the young girl will take care of the young girl and her third son. "

"Within three days?" Zhou was slightly surprised, looking at Feng Liao, and then looking at Yong Ruo. The expression on his face seemed sad and happy, "That's all right! This is a matter of Wang Ye being a concubine, but a married woman in my family. I can see with my own eyes that if the girl comes out of the cabinet, she can look at her with reliance ... "

Yong Ruo was sad and comforted: "Mother, maybe you are flushed with joy, you are all right ?! My second and third brothers also need mother's teaching, mother can't be so discouraged."

Zhou smiled bitterly: "Let's see the fate!"

She did not have the heart to say more discouraged words, nor did she give her children false hope.

After coming out of the main room, Feng Liang quickly walked into the yard and called out: "Famous sword!"

Su Mingjian stepped out of the kitchen, followed by the unsmiling Yong Buckwheat.

"My son!" Su Mingjian gave a gift to Yong Ruo.

"Arrange a few people to guard this small courtyard, and don't let idle people wait to disturb you. Within three days, the king wants Nayong to be a beauty."

"Yes!" Su Mingjian's voice was filled with joy, and after welcoming Feng Liao and Yong Ruodao, he arranged for a man to watch the courtyard.

The guard named Rob received the errand to protect Yongruo again and left with a few people.

That night, Rob and others laid the floor in the kitchen, and Yong Qiao and Yong Miao were sent back to their own rooms to sleep.

When only Zhou and Yong Ruo were left in the main room, Zhou patted the edge of the bed beside him and said to Yong Ruo, "Come and sit! Let the mother see you!"

Yong Ruo walked over and sat down on the edge of the bed, holding Zhou's hand and saying, "Mother!"

Zhou looked at Yong Ruo's hands. The hands were rough, frostbite, and the black, black, and red scars left by frostbite. When she touched Yong Ruo's face, she couldn't tell whether her fingers were rougher. Or, graceful cheeks are a bit rougher.

"It ’s okay to marry King Hengjun! In the future, you don't have to suffer this kind of suffering any more!" Zhou's eyes were filled with tears, but the corners of his mouth were smiling.

Yong Ruo smiled and squeezed her hand: "Everything has its own cause and effect, why would a mother say such a thing?"

"Also! Being able to be a mother and daughter is also a fate of the past life." Zhou's smile was relieved.

"Mother, you just have to keep alive, you don't have to worry too much. You have to watch the second and third brothers marry wives and have children, and enjoy the joy of that grandchildren around their knees!"

"My mother still has a few important words to tell you! After you finish, you will take good care of them ..." Zhou looked serious and whispered, "Do you know how to do that in the rich man's house?"