Tyrannical Wang’s Beloved Wife

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For the prince of Jin, such a move to send a lot of good things, the Luo family is not used to it. There are a lot of envious people, but not many. Every time Jing Hao will divide things out, this time is the same. In fact, Li Hongyuan has already prepared. He has reserved the part for Luo family beforehand. The best ones are for Jing Hao. The party knows that Jing Hao will not monopolize. On the other hand, he does not want Jing Hao to have too much hatred in Luojia. Jing Hao is different from him. She cares about her family and has good things. She will share with them.

Those who reserved for the Luo family were only defective in Li Hongyuan's eyes. Even so, most of the Luo family couldn't put it down after they got it. This is a good thing they couldn't find before. Think again about the hands of Jing Hao... Forget it, people should be content, too greedy, there will be no good end.

Jing Hao originally wanted to put Luo Lao's black fox skin into the clothes. After all, the black fox skin that Li Hongyuan got was limited, and the fox fur was thick. It was a little inappropriate to make the whole piece of clothes, but Mrs. Luo refused. The things that Prince Jin gave to his fiancee, what happened to her wife, what happened to her, the ones that gave her were very good, and, the best things, she naturally hoped to use it on Jing.

With these things, the most unwelcome is probably Gong Yu, and the slashing of the leather will be divided into cloaks, cloaks, cloaks, shackles, everything else, not to mention used as accessories in clothes.

Jing Hao wants to say, hey, don't use the lungs once and for all, she still has to grow up, not short after one or two years, these things are not the same as ordinary clothes, not fit, or After this season, I don’t want it. It’s just a violent thing, it’s going to be thundered.

- The girl is not worried, the Prince of Jin can still reduce this thing, and then re-install it in the future, and then, it is shorter, and later splicing some will become, will not be wasted.

Well, Jing Hao shut up and said that it is useless. The craftsmanship of the people around him is definitely a lever. It is a splicing. Jing Hao consciously, she can’t find any traces. Able person.

However, after receiving so many good things, Jing Hao absolutely should not give back something? But thinking about it, the other side has nothing good. As far as these foreign objects are concerned, it is probably impossible to find that she has something he does not have.

Or, what do you want to do with your own hands and minds?

As a female red waste, or do not shame, Jing Hao estimates that he will not use the things he sent, he thinks about that person, what he wears, which is not a boutique boutique, in other words Gao Dingzhong's high and high, suddenly there are low-end things on the body, it is simply not horrible, think about destroying the image.

So what can I give to him? It seems that in addition to her own... stop, Jing Hao face, meet the bastard, and he is getting more and more dirty, can't think of it and let it go.

However, in the recent period, Jing Hao felt that the atmosphere in the capital seemed to be somewhat wrong, and he did not see his grandfather for a few days. In the morning, he did not say that he went out too early and could not see it at night. It was unusual. It is. Grandmother didn't say it, Jing Hao didn't ask, but the left is just the broken things in the hall. You pit me, I hurt you, and frame each other.

After a few days, Jing Hao was on the stove. The temperature in Beijing was much lower than that in Qi'an. Jing Hao felt that he was becoming squeamish. If he needed to, he would not want to go out in the room. Because it was covered with a dragon, the inside of the house was quite comfortable.

Mrs. Luo has reduced the number of times she has been invited, three times a day, but Jing Hao still goes through the day, but in the morning, later than later, at night, it is probably a habit, or Mrs. Luo’s life was a few years ago. The sequela of the mourning of Huang Quan, Jing Hao does not look at her daily, it seems that my heart is a bit unreliable.

However, when Jing Jing accompanied Mrs. Luo’s wife for dinner, he learned that many courtiers were stayed in the palace, including his grandfather.

When Jing Hao’s heart slams, how do you feel that it is imprisoning the courtiers and forcing the rhythm of the palace rebellion? Jing Hao put down the chopsticks and wiped his mouth. "Grandma, what happened?"

"Kang Kang is back."

Jing Hao remembered this. When he was in the summer, he didn’t have this person. Later, it was said that he had asked for disaster relief. How come back at this time? It seems that it has been more than four months. Is it difficult to make a recent move with him?

"A few days ago, I encountered an assassination on the way back. I was missing under the protection of the guards. St. Shang sent someone to look for it. I haven't found it. Until I came back today, I was alone, ragged, like a beggar, with injuries on my body. The city was blocked, if it wasn’t for the people who were closely related to him, until he was discovered by someone who didn’t want him to live, I’m afraid...”

Jing Hao understands Mrs. Luo’s unspoken words, but even in the capital, there are not many people who know the royal family. Moreover, most people are afraid that they will not know that the Prince Kang’s assassination is missing, a sly, dare to pretend to be a royal, or a prince. , noisy, such as the gatekeeper has long been bought by others, it may be directly killed, what is the death.

"...Kang Kang also counted as smart. He was blocked and did not speak loudly, but he swallowed back and swallowed it. It seems that he doesn't quite match his disposition."

However, Kang’s impulsive temper is arrogant, and he is arrogant. A small gate guard dares to stop, but there is no violent direct swearing? "Probably someone said something to him before."

Mrs. Luo nodded. "It is very possible. Prince Kang’s disaster was not smooth. He encountered several riots and a sudden flood when he visited the dam. He fell into the water and almost died. This time twice Occasionally, the number of times is too large... It is also a lot of guards and strict protection."

One or two times is accidental, and the number of times is more than that, it is inevitable that people will inevitably think about it.

"Kang Kangwang went straight into the palace after simple grooming. In the face of the holy, tears fell to half. The people were dizzy. The entire hospital was alarmed. It is said that Prince Kang was very hurt. It is not easy to persist for so long. It was probably always spirited. Tight, suddenly loosened, I couldn’t hold it, it seemed to be hanging on the line, and St. Thunder was furious.

"Grandfather, they are not doctors. What is the role of the Holy Admiral?"

"Who knows." Mrs. Luo took carelessly and said that she is not concerned about whether Prince Kang is dead or alive.

Jing Hao smiled. "The prince of Rui and the Prince Gong are afraid to be anxious."

Madame Luo looked at her, what other people are, Mrs. Luo’s wife did not feel anything, and Jin’s prince had a ** and made a push in it. For everyone, it is cold and bloodless, and the remaining humanity and tenderness seem to be left to embarrassment. If it can continue to do so, it is also a lucky one, then she probably can also pay attention.

Jing Hao subconsciously touched his face. "What is Grandma looking at?"

"Nothing. The things in the hall, nothing to do with us, the twelfth lunar month, less than a month after the New Year."

"Well, I hope I can have a year of silence."

"It doesn't matter. Even if Prince Kang has a good deed, it is still like that, not..."

Indeed, a prince is dead, and no one else can be mourned for him.

"It is you, the first time in the north to spend the winter, go to the heart, don't get cold." This is the most worried Mrs. Luo.

"My body has always been very good, my grandmother doesn't have to worry about me, but my grandmother, you have to pay attention to the city for many years." From the winter, she stared almost every day, and she was afraid that her grandmother was ill.

Both of them looked at each other very seriously.

When Jing Hao went back, he paused and walked around a small circle and went to Meimei.

"The three girls are coming." The keeper of Luomeiju was busy taking the hanging lights to guide her.

When I learned that Jing Hao came over, Luo Rongyan and Zhang were busy getting up. They didn’t blame them. After the relationship with Jing Hao was getting worse, they made up for it, but they didn’t know where to start. In addition to please, Jing Hao did not. Taking the initiative to step into the Meimei step, it is clear that the Meimeiju and Haishu Yaju are just a wall apart, and also opened a small door.

"Hey, mother," Jing Yan sang his knees. "It's cold outside. How come out?"

When Zhang’s eyes are red, he will cry, but he thinks that the prostitute doesn’t like it the most. He is busy with the scorpion and squints at the corner of his eyes. “You know cold, go into the house soon.”

"No, this cold and hot is not good, I want to cut a few plums and go back and do the bottle."

Although disappointed, but listening to her said, Luo Rongyan immediately said, "Help you cut."

Jing Hao did not refuse, smiled. "Thank you for your help."

Luo Rongyan waved his hand. "I am your relative, why are you so polite."

It’s a sensation. I immediately took the scissors, and no one would say what the black lacquer cuts now.

To say that this plum blossom plum, which one is the best, probably no one knows better than Luo Rongyan.

Luo Rongyan is very fond of the plum in this yard. On weekdays, even if he is not willing to cut it and insert it into the vase, it will be a little bit rude, and he will cut it with a scissors, and he will not worry about cutting the piece. .

Jing Hao is quite speechless, and the cut flowers are not so cut. After cutting, I have to take care of the beauty. Moreover, the flower baskets can't be loaded quickly, and it's just a bottle. It's really unnecessary.

"Oh, enough."

Luo Rongyan paused, closed his hand, gave the scissors to the donkey, and personally took the basket and came over. "Is it enough? It seems a little less."

"Enough." Jing Hao took the basket and handed it to him. "Hey, let’s go into the house with her mother. It’s almost new year. Don’t get cold, my daughter will go back first.”

Luo Rongyan nodded. "The plum blossoms are defeated, and then people can cut it."

"Well, you are going in."

"Let's walk slowly at night, don't fall." Zhang couldn't help but scream twice. It seems that I still don't feel at ease. I also called two people to add two lanterns to Jing Hao.

Jing Hao slowly returned to Haishu Yaju.

In the end, Prince Kang was rescued, and the anger of the Emperor Lecheng was also extinguished. However, this matter will obviously not be counted, and it will definitely be investigated. However, everyone knows that it is definitely not so good.

On the 23rd of the twelfth lunar month, Lecheng Emperor sealed the royal pen. From top to bottom, the collective began to enlarge the fake.

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