To Be A Virtuous Wife

Although He Wei is not the most favored by the emperors among the four princes, there are quite a few people who post to Wang Fu’s post on weekdays. Some people honour the tea today, and some people will honor the new farmland on Zhuangzi tomorrow. Someone will send famous paintings the next day. .

However, all the posts of the son-in-law will be sent to the Qufu hand. Some people will see one side. Some people will post the post by the following people.

The so-called prime minister in front of the prime minister, not only her one Wang Hao, but also many of the people in the house are also holding. So when I saw that the people in Han Qinghe’s family came in with a prayer, after a slight hesitation, he said: “Let the people below receive this person, and then tell him that there are rules in the house, but the Mid-Autumn Festival or the pregnant child. The aunt of the house can receive the family, and it will be exempted on weekdays." Don't say that this is the palace, that is, the relatives of ordinary people have not petitioned in the same time.

"This family is too unfair to understand the rules. It is Wang Hao’s relatives who have no rules to go to the door. This is especially special." Yin Liu disdainfully looked at the seemingly inconspicuous invitation. "The slaves can remember the appearance of Han Yu Niang, but they are the first to wait for the prince."

"Okay," Qufu looked at Yin Liu with a faint look. "People sent the things presented by this person to Han Aya, telling Roche that I am not accommodating, but the rules of the house must be in the house." ”

Nowadays, several princes are thinking about that position. These people who are not familiar with the palace are still less concerned. Otherwise, there is a problem. Duan Wang is afraid to kill himself in advance. It’s better to be arrogant and dead than others.

In the West Court, Han Qinghe looked at the things on the table, but it was some worthless gadgets. I didn’t know how the doorman looked at these things and laughed at her. She barely squeezed a smile, and stood in front of the hollyhock road: There is a girl with a samovar, and I also ask the hollyhock girl to thank the king for the slave."

"Yang Niang is not polite, Wang Hao said before the slaves, there are relatives who are a woman's blessing. Just the rules of the house, can not let you see the side, but also hope that the mother is tolerant." Osmanthus was originally Wangfuli, now is Wang Hao The next person in the house, the people in the house are very polite to her, so in the face of Han's politeness, she looks as usual, but still maintains the duty of the next person, has been hanging his head to show the Han's respect.

"Where is Wang Hao, this is the slave family's harassment, Wang Hao's kindness left their things, Wang Hao Dade, slaves remember in mind." Han Qinghe is now a lot of honest, she also understands that these things can not be obtained In front of her, Wang Hao can let her get these things. Regardless of whether Wang Hao is sincere or false, she has to admit that she needs to be grateful to Wang Hao.

Her mother's family status is low, and she can't send any good things. These things are the gadgets that she liked before she entered the palace. It was only since she followed Wang Ye to the palace that she never received anything from her family. I am afraid that the family has been sent every year, but the following people have never been sent in. When I remembered that Wang Hao had not entered the government, the most powerful thing in the house was Feng Zikai, and Han Qinghe sneered in his heart.

She hated her mother's family and even shyly mentioned it, but when she looked at these things, she was very complicated in her heart. It seemed that something was sour and bitter, and she could not get out.

On the second day of the twelfth lunar month, it was an auspicious day. Qu 裾 裾 裾 裾 裾 裾 裾 裾 裾 裾 裾 裾 裾 裾 裾 裾 裾 裾 裾 裾 裾 裾 裾 裾 裾 裾 裾 裾 裾 裾 裾 裾 裾 裾 裾 裾 裾 裾 裾 裾The center of the house is covered with a cloud of light pink dress.

Leaning against the chaise longue, the slap of the hand smeared his head, lazily took a sip of tea, looked at the five women below, and slowly said: "Since the prince wants to accept you to do the house, we have not Opinion. The house is not more than a mother, can't be seated. I can't bear you silently into the room of the prince, so you give this to the king and a few people, this can also let the following people know that you are not now The government is a gentleman, but the people of our prince."

"But it is not. At the beginning, I thought that you would be accepted into the house by Wang Ye. Who knows that you are not willing to do the guest on the house, but it is a good thing to grind, it can be counted in our house," Feng Zixiao smiled Clouds slanted, "Looking at this little face, it’s so tender that you can get out of the water. No wonder the prince likes it." Who didn’t know the cause and effect of the matter, Feng Zikai’s tone was full of ridicule, obviously didn’t want to leave the cloud a little bit face.

The cloud was white and biting the lower lip: "Feng side sneered and laughed, the cloud was born and despicable, but the prince was pity, and Wang Hao and everyone were liked by the lord."

"It seems that the cloud girl does not know much about the rules of the palace," Feng Ziyu sneered. "This room is in front of the main house of the house. You have to call yourself a slave. Even your hand is placed, and there are rules on how to stand." If you don't understand, you can let the priests in the house teach you."

"The slaves remembered." The cloud hesitated and bent down his knees, his head hanging lower.

Sitting on the top of the song, I saw her bloodless lips and the tight hands hidden under the sleeves. This is the same as the teachers and students who stood on the platform in the past. The students thought that the little movements were secret, but they did not know that the teacher could see everything clearly.

Feng side saw the cloud tilting this look, boring and sneer, no longer speak.

Jiang Yanxu and others are in front of Qu Wei, and there is not much to say. It is even more impossible to take this kind of speech at this time and have to bury their heads to drink tea.

"In this case, I began to bow down." Qu 裾 裾 裾 裾 裾 裾 裾 裾 裾 裾 裾 裾 裾 裾 裾 裾 裾 裾 裾 裾 裾 裾 裾 裾

The house can give the wife a three-week and nine-day gift. It is the kindness of the wife and the glory of the house. But it is only humiliation and not glory to put this kind of thing into the cloud.

妾 妾 行 那 那 那 那 那 那 那 那 那 那 那 那 那 那 那 那 那 那 那 那 那 那 那 那 那However, even so, she can only endure humiliation and swear down, slowly worship, dagger, dagger and then beheaded, and after three trips, she trembled: "Slaves give Wang Hao a courtesy."

"Well," Qu Wei nodded and took a golden round head from the silver plate dragged by Kim Min Jong and handed it to her. "Good service to the prince in the future."

The cloud swayed with both hands and took over the golden plaque, and gave the song a slap in the face, only stood up and walked to the front of Feng Zikai, and bowed a three-year ceremony: "The slaves gave Feng side a courtesy." ”

"I am not as good as Wang Hao, I have heard that you are cheesy and cheesy, and the silver is dazzling. You are a versatile one. This book will give you a turn to play." Feng Zikai handed the book to the cloud and smiled. Presumably you like this book."

It is a storybook, written by a rich son who is counted by the flower squad, and almost lost his beloved daughter, and finally the rich son and the daughter of the daughter became married, and the squad was sentenced to a big sentence for being jailed.

Qu Wei looked at the book that was wrinkled by the clouds, silently sipping a cup of tea, until the cloud gave the two servants a curtsy, she slowly said: "Now the house has already With three rooms, Pinellia is past me. The white and the clouds are sent from outside the house. I don’t have much rules here. You don’t need to go to the main court to serve. If the prince does not ask you to serve in the future, you will Have a good time to rest in the yard, don't worry about other things."

When I heard this, the other four people in the room were all happy. I don’t know who is in the house. The prince is not particularly fond of waiting on the bus, and the close-knit gimmicks are old, and two are still in the house. Pointing at people. Nowadays, these three rooms cannot be used in the face of the prince now.

"Wang Hao is good, so pamper them. If it is another house, how can they do it with a pot of curtains?" Jiang Yan smiled and said, "Isn't the cloud girl still thanking Wang Hao?"

Clouds squat again: "The slaves thanked Wang Hao."

Qu squinted at her and waved her hand. "Get up, come and go, I am tired and panic. If you have nothing, go back." She can't bother to watch these good games.

After the lunch, after the light glimpses the sun from the clouds, he took the people to the garden and walked to eat and sun.

When the garden of the palace has never dried up, even in the twelfth lunar month, the garden is still full of greenery, and there are even a lot of blooming flowers. It is not open to the season that some flowers are blooming. It must be the following people who want to make a toss. .

"Get out of the way, what are you, why do you search for me?"

"The Pinellia girl, in my opinion, you still hand over the things, or let people know that we have a thief here, but it is not good."

Walking through a cluster of lush flower stands, the place looked very dark and remote. Qufu saw that a young woman wearing an embroidered folder was surrounded by a few shackles, and her hair was scattered, seemingly arguing.

"You are a thief. I am a prince. Why do you search for it? Besides, things are gone, why don't you doubt others, but say me?"

"Hey, can a Pinellia girl really regard herself as the master?" A slightly fat smirk said: "It’s just a pass room, a slave, really be yourself as a person on the other side? Hey himself. The lost thing is in the house, only you pass, except who you take it, who else?"

"Hey!" Half-summer took a sip. "You are just a slap in the face of Wang Hao. Now he is embarrassed. I want to please Wang Hao. You don't know that Wang Hao can see you, one dog slave. It’s just that you’re catching the tricks of the slamming door, what is the seriousness of it? Tonight, Wang Hao’s loss of favor, and whoever is going to please!”

The raft that followed the frivolous singer heard this and said nothing. He said coldly and coldly: "What kind of play is playing here today? What a garden, what kind of noise?"

A few people looked back and scared and changed their faces. They suddenly slammed down and left, only the woman named Pinellia stood still.

The light and slick face looked at this pinelli, and raised his eyebrows: "What is this?"

The road you choose, even if you are squatting, you have to finish. The cloud is so, the same is true for Pinellia. Since the beginning of the summer of the Pinellia, it is necessary to think that there may be this day. Her Wang Hao was favored, even if she did not liquidate her, there would be someone who wanted to please her, and went to embarrass her to be a house that could not be considered a master.

Some of the choices are not going to be able to go back. Qufu looks at the Pinellia still standing. I wonder if she regrets now? 2k novel reading network