The Return of the Noble Abandoned Consort

"It's a slave!"

Bier bite her teeth and smashed her teeth. "When the slaves saw the three young masters, they gave the three young masters a piece of beef jerky. Please ask the old lady to punish!"

Qiao Wei smashed her up: "I did it. Why are you doing it for me? One person is doing things alone. If you want to punish, just punish me, it has nothing to do with others!"

She is justified and has no guilty color. Everyone is not sure that she is not afraid of the rules of Jijia, or it is not clear what kind of rules the Ji family has.

The atmosphere has become a bit strange.

Mrs. Ji’s wife looks complicated: “Why do you want to eat beef jerky?”

Qiao Wei succumbed: "At the time, I only had beef jerky. I don't know that he can't eat. In our village, children like cows can eat grass roots, eat bark, eat cold meat. I was sick last year. After a few days, I was unconscious, Jingyun and Wangshu looked around for food. The cold taro, radish, and fat meat were all eaten. When I was thirsty, I grabbed a snow and stuffed it into my mouth. I didn't see my stomach hurt, I thought all the children were like this."

When the old lady heard that her own little grandson had suffered so much, she felt pain in her heart, and the children of the big family were not surrounded by servants. In the mouth, I am afraid of it, and I am afraid of it in my hand. How can I be willing to suffer a little bit of difficulty? But her two bitter little grandsons did not have the mother to take care of them. They ran outside to find things to eat, but also to eat cold snow... She thought of two small bodies lying on the ground and catching the snow to eat, the heart A sharp pain. More than one day, for a few days, how did they sleep? Who gave the quilt? Will you wake up in the middle of the night? If you don't find something to eat, do you have to go hungry?

The old lady took the two little guys into her arms, and now they naturally can't see the signs of starvation and freezing, but the old lady still asked distressedly: "A lot of bitterness?"

Where does a child know what to eat? Wang Shu thought about his head and thought: "The grass roots are very bitter." The second dog brother got her private meal and tasted it, and died!

I also ate grassroots, the old lady’s heart hurts, I just want to give myself a life, and I will exchange the little grandson for a few years.

Jing Yundao: "Where was your grandmother, your mother was angry? Why is it that my stomach is my mother's fault? Once I used to eat beef jerky, would you have a bad stomach? If everyone can't eat it, he will eat it alone. Broken, isn't it a problem for him alone?"

A servant wearing a sauce-colored scorpion smiled and said: "Little Master, you don't know, your babies are more delicate than ordinary people, and you can't eat compared with ordinary people."

This is still blaming Qiao Wei.

Ji Mingxiu looked at her faintly: "My son is talking, when is it your turn to interrupt?"

The servant has a glimpse.

The woman said: "It is not a serious illness. It will be fine for a few days."

Qiao Wei secretly said that this little stepmother is intentional or unintentional? The mother surnamed Sun is not there. It is estimated that she is taking care of her brother. Did she tell her little stepmother to eat beef jerky for her brother?

Mrs. Ji’s wife said to Qiao Wei: “This is no stranger to you.” I looked at Ji Shangqing and the woman. “I told you that the child should not be too arrogant, and that it can’t be eaten. It’s a vain, let’s say that he is the buddy of our family, the bird’s nest ginseng is raised, but it’s not strong at all! You see Jingyun...”

Mrs. Ji’s wife said, Twilight swept over the small arms of Jingyun, and the voice was a meal, and he looked at Shu Shu. “His sister, how strong!”

Qiao Wei: It doesn't matter if you use a strong person to describe a girl...

Ji Shangqing slightly owes: "Yes, my son remembered."

The woman also owes a debt to her: "The daughter-in-law remembers the mother's teachings."

With such a trouble, the atmosphere was somewhat stagnant.

Rong mother smiled and played a round: "Come here, tea, tea, mother-in-law has not yet drank this bowl of tea!"

Qiao Wei didn't want to be embarrassed. Thanks to this little stepmother, she was almost stunned by the old lady. Although the little stepmother may be unintentional, but she is angry, she has a demon in her heart. She sees who is the devil. The little stepmother doesn't mind if she is light and windy, but it can fall into her eyes but it seems to be "Although you won me, but you still have to marry me", this is really uncomfortable!

Rong’s mother put on the mat and smiled: “Mr. Little, please.”

"What please?" Ji Mingxiu suddenly opened his mouth.

Rong’s mother said: “Give and give my wife a tea.”

Ji Mingxiu said: "My mother is not there. Who do you want her to give to her? Can she replace my mother and replace the Princess of the dynasty?"

The status of the continuation string is not comparable to the original. If it is favored, the husband's family can also have the original treatment. The little stepmother is very favored, can be favored again, and can not be compared with a country princess unless she herself Also a princess.

But is she?

she is not.

For someone else's home, naturally no one dares to refute the face of stepmother.

After all, she can sit here, first of all, get the approval of the master, the master agreed, what can he say as a son?

Unfortunately, this son does not sell the face of the master.

Qiao Wei looked at Ji Mingxiu, a little worried about his "big bad".

Ji Mingxiu has no such concerns at all: my mother is a princess.

The second generation is so capricious!

Ji Shangqing looked at Ji Mingxiu with a gaze, and Ji Mingxiu did not evade him to look at him. His eyes were intertwined and there was a strange atmosphere in the air.

Ji’s father and son are not in harmony. It’s not a secret in the capital. When Ji Shangqing did a good job in the cabinet, he was forced to step down by his son. This is of course just a rumor. It may be such a rumor that it means that the relationship between the father and the son is not good. It is.

Seeing that the father and son are about to fight, Mrs. Ji is busy playing a round: "Xiao Wei, see you two uncles!"

Ji Shangqing’s dawn is cold.

Ji Mingxiu smugly pouted.

Rong mother led Qiao Wei to the bottom left and introduced her relatives of Ji family one by one.

"This is the second master, the second lady."

The second master, Ji Sheng, is an elegant and handsome man with a good face and a smile. He looks at it very well. He looks out, his mother has passed away, and his wife is surnamed Li. He is a prostitute of the family. The crickets are very big, and this is the case. The scorpion of the Ji family is still called a lot of families.

The second lady is somewhat tall and her smile is faint.

Both gave a red envelope.

Qiao Wei took it, thank you very much.

Rong Ms. took Qiao Wei to the bottom of the right, pointing to a beautiful woman in a purple Chinese dress and a man in a brown robes. "This is Miss Four, this is my grandfather."

The beauty woman wants to come to Jishuang. Jishuang’s age is a few years longer than Ji’s, and his appearance is slightly inferior to Ji’s, but it is also beautiful and moving.

Ji Shuang kissed Qiao Wei's hand intimately: "Well, I am looking forward to you! You don't know that I hope this kid is a pro, I hope that my eyes will fall! After listening to your grandmother, he is a woman. The children have it, and I can't wait to grab you all! The days of the twelfth lunar month that Qin Tianjian originally gave you, I had a quarrel with them! I said that a family of four is going to be reunited, you still don't want to be Come? They changed the date."

Qiao Weipi does not laugh at the meat, and dare to be so "anxious", I said how come this wedding is so fast? !

What aunt is too cute!

Jishuang was out of the house. The degree of pro-growth was not comparable to that of the second room. She sent a big red envelope and sneaked it to Xiaowei.

Uncle Qin Bingyu’s birth was not high, but he did a good job of learning. It was the eleven years of the Emperor’s reign, and he did not know why he did not enter the DPRK as an official. He grew up in Sven, and his temper was very good. It seems that there are still some... Hey.

Jishuang smiled and said: "Don't mind, your uncle is a stuffy gourd with a saw! But he is the most enthusiastic, you must come to Beifu to play when you have time!"

Qiao Wei is very gracious: "I will, thank you aunt, thank you my uncle."

After Qiao Wei had seen her elders, she married two beautiful girls and asked her to come to Qiao Wei. One is Ji Shuang’s daughter, Ji Yuyu, and the other is 14; one is the second grandfather’s daughter, Ji Ruyue, Party fifteen.

Listening to the name, I know that my identity is high or low.

Yu Yu is a prostitute, such as a prostitute.

Ji Shuang still has one in his stomach. For five months, the doctor said that he is a kid.

After that, the old lady asked Jing Yun and Wang Shu to call people. Although they had already seen it yesterday, there was no red envelope yesterday. Today, people are red envelopes.

In a circle, the pouches of the two little buns were stuffed.

The atmosphere was finally a lot easier. After that, Ji Shuang took the lead and caught two small buns to make it funny. I laughed at a room and laughed. Half a morning, it passed.

The crowd got up and said goodbye to Mrs. Ji.

Mrs. Ji’s lady nodded: “You go first, remember to come over and eat at night.”

Ji family is too big, walking inconveniently, usually eat each, today is the bride to enter the door, according to the usual practice, the family gathered together.

Everyone should go down and take a trip to Meimeiyuan.

Qiao Wei is also ready to lead to retreat, but was stopped by Mrs. Ji's wife: "Xiao Wei, you stay, I have something to say to you."

Qiao Wei patted the shoulder of the little buns: "Go to the yard."

Jingyun and Wang Shukai went happily.

Mrs. Ji took Qiaowei’s hand back to the house, opened the box, and took out a delicate mahogany box. Qiao Wei opened it and saw all the jewels.

Mrs. Ji’s wife said: “I’m old, these things can’t be worn, can you wear them?”

A scorpion is all gold! Gold, purple gold, red gold...

Qiao Wei’s eyes were dazzled.

“Like?” asked Mrs. Ji.

Qiao Wei swallowed: "Like."

So much gold, who doesn't like it? When I have no money, I can take it out when I get out.

Mrs. Ji loved her straightforward temper and patted her hand: "I like it, there are some in my storeroom, and I will let Rongrong receive it tomorrow, and send it to you."

Qiao Wei said: "No, this box is enough. I can't finish it too much."

She doesn't like to wear jewelry, she is squatting, waiting for the money to be sold later, but this box is enough, and she is embarrassed.

Mrs. Ji’s wife was not reluctant to say anything. She spoke to her and asked her about her days in the country. She said it.

In fact, how she is doing, Mrs. Ji’s wife just sent someone to ask and she knew, she didn’t have to lie, and there was no need to add fuel.

The two little guys were addicted to playing in the pitching pot.

"Can we have dinner at the great-grandmother at noon?" Wang Shu asked with enthusiasm.

Qiao Wei ordered her head: "I don't want to be a mother so soon?"

Wang Shu grabbed the small head and said: "Oh, no, we want to be a mother!"

Qiao Wei smiled: "Oh, let's play, don't make a lot of noise. My great-grandmother is old, you have to be careful with everything, don't hit it, get it, especially Wang Shu."

Wang Shu spit out his tongue.

Qiao Wei took Bier out of the Meiyuan.

Bier whispered: "Mrs. I just asked the slaves, the lady's surname is 荀, the ancestral home is Gusu, the father is the grand official of Gusu, she is the eldest daughter of the family, she has both talents and talents. Famous."

Oh, it’s still a talented woman.

Qiao Wei raised an eyebrow: "I am a public servant who asks for her?"

"No." Bier and Xiao Wei have been together for a long time, and they have become the second news expert. Qiao Wei and Mrs. Ji are talking in the inside. She is holding a few women and brushing the message. However, she said: "The big lady lived in Ji family for a few years and knew her master very early."

Qiao Wei touched his chin: "How early is it? I told her that she was about the same age as the meditation. When I knew her, she was still young?"

Bier nodded: "It is quite small. At that time, the princess is still alive. My grandfather used to live in the Ji family. The old man opposed the marriage of the master and the princess. The master lived in the courtyard with the princess and gave birth to Miss Yu and her grandfather. When my grandfather grew up to the age of six, he moved back. He was also living in the Ji family at about the same time."

"Why do you want to live in?" Qiao Wei asked suspiciously.

Bierdao: "Her father has a little relationship with Ji family. Before she died, she gave her to the family."

Orphan, huh, huh.

Real dog blood.

Qiao Wei said: "How long have you lived?"

Bier thought for a moment and said: "A mother said five years, a mother said seven years, and the slaves don't know who to trust. Anyway, both of them said that the princess liked the clan when he was alive."

Qiao Wei smiled sarcastically: "Hah, then my mother-in-law knows the little girl she likes. When she grows up, she climbs her husband's bed?"

"This..." Bier didn't know how to answer it. She originally wanted to tell her that she had not been very good at Ji family at first. Everyone didn't take her seriously. After the princess came, see She is pitiful, and she is going to be around, her days are getting better every day. But now the lady is angry, she dare not add fuel to the fire.

"No face." Qiao Wei cold voice.

Bier was scared enough: "We are very shameless."

Qiao Weihe said: "I said my father-in-law, people give me a home to the family, how can he be treated as a daughter, how to raise it into his own room? If I am a relative, I can now climb out of the grave."

"She is afraid... it’s quite a smile," said Bier.

A small orphan girl can actually marry the family of the Ji family. Is this just the ancestors burning high incense?

Yes, isn't it burning? An orphan woman, who is helpless, relies on the reputation that his father earned during his lifetime. What kind of high door is willing to marry such a woman? Even if Ji family is willing to give her a backing, can she not be born, but how long can it last?

Staying at Jijia is indeed her best way out.

Now she has given birth to her son, and in any case she has relied on her for the rest of her life.

"Hey, this little stepmother is a personal thing."

I won the princess and married the owner. If she is not really good, it is the means to a certain extent.

Qiao Wei smiled faintly: "Interesting."

During the talk, the master and the servant went out of the yard.

Yulan and Ji Mingxiu stood under the banyan tree, and Ji Mingxiu had half of his body facing this side. Qiao Wei couldn’t see the look of Ji’s meditation, but he saw the cypress, and Ji Mingxiu did not know that she said to her. What, her face was not very happy, her eyebrows groaned slightly.

Even Emei has a scent of scent, it is really beautiful and the world has lost color.

She spoke, as if to explain something, but saw Qiao Wei standing at the door of the Fall Meiyuan and swallowed her words.

She turned and left.

Qiao Wei stepped forward and shouldered with Ji Mingxiu, looking at her fading back, like a smile: "What did the green plum and bamboo horse say?"

Ji Ming repaired his eyebrows slightly and looked at Qiao Wei.

Qiao Wei yawned in a cover-up: "If you don't say it, I am too lazy to listen! Bier, let's go!"

"Yes." Bier gave Ji Mingxi a slap in the face, catching up with Qiao Wei's steps and returning to Qinglianju.

Qinglianju is not the courtyard where the princess lived before his death. The Tongyuan of Lanlan is not. This is the advantage of being a princess. People built their own princess house in Jijia, and even a hundred little stepmothers are also behind. No one can live in.

After the death of the princess, it was probably afraid of people thinking about it. Ji Shangqing and Ji Wei’s brothers and sisters moved out from inside. At first, they lived in Tongyuan. After Ji’s marriage, it was not long before Yu Lan married in Tongyuan. Ji Mingxiu lived there. Appropriate, they lived in Qinglianju.

Qinglianju was originally built for Ji Ming. He only waited for him to use it again. He moved in early, and there is nothing wrong with it.

It’s just that although he moved in, he couldn’t live more than one hand in a year.

Who is the next person, he can't be ugly.

Qiao Wei sat down and drank cold tea. He said to Bier: "Are our house too cold?"

Bier frowned: "Yes, I don't see a few people. It is reasonable to say that the wife is a bride who passes the door. After the tea is finished for the in-laws, the next person should come to the lady to ask for peace, then tell the lady what they are, usually do something. What kind of work, please show me."

Qiao Wei said: "So why do you think they didn't come?"

Bier hesitated for a long while: "Grandfather... commanded?"

Qiao Wei smiled: "I told them not to burn me hot water? I am afraid someone wants to give me a horse? You go and call them, I know."

"Yes." Bier went out of the house, half a squat, but only brought back a mother who was doing sweeping.

The mother is surnamed Wu, short stature, and her hands are full of scorpions. At first glance, it is a painstaking effort.

She entered the house and gave Qiao Wei a head: "Slaves Wu, see my wife! Mrs. Wanfu!"

Qiao Wei smiled faintly: "Mu Wu, where are the people in the yard?"

"This..." Wu mother looked down and ducked.

Bier called a circle of people, a weightless one did not call, just called a stupid sprinkling servant, angry not to hit a place, yelled: "My wife asked you what words! You are still stunned or Dumb?"

Wu’s mother trembled and the whole person fell to the ground: “The slaves dare not...”

Qiao Wei said with ease: "Mom don't be afraid, I didn't mean to be embarrassed about you, but I was a little curious. The people in the yard were hurting. I remember that when I took a shower last night, my mother who gave me water was ten. A lot of, how can it be a while, all of them will disappear?"

Wu mother is afraid, afraid to say.

Bier pressed down the fireway: "Who are you looking up to ask your words? It is the newlywed wife of the young master, the young lady of the Ji family, the hostess of Qinglianju, you are helping who is hiding, not Dare to talk to the young lady? I am afraid to offend the man, can the young lady not protect you?"

I have to say that Bier is not mixed in the house. Three or two sentences poked the key to Wu’s mother, and Wu’s mother buried her head lower.

Qiao Wei whispered: "You have to protect yourself and you can't do it. If you get caught by me, you don't have the whole body to retreat. Or, you confessed it, or I forced you to explain it. Bier."

She gave her a wink.

Bier would like to take a pot of boiling water from the stove.

When Wu mother looked back, she saw the bottom of the pot that was burning red, and drumming in her heart.

Qiao Wei said faintly: "I only give you ten counts of time. I count to ten. If you don't explain it, don't blame me for being ruthless, one, two, three, four..."

When it was five to five, Wu’s mother was scared: “The young lady is forgiving, I said! I said!”

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