"

"Okay, I promise you!" Rong Huazheng closed her eyes and hardened her heart, but she still pretended to be reluctant, so she couldn't catch the glint in his eyes, otherwise she wouldn't be so cheerful with her shrewd temperament.

Yes, this will make her tortured for the next month. When she sees the clothes, she wants to tear them up. Now she just thinks arrogantly, Damn, who is afraid of whom? Isn’t it just one piece of clothes? It’s just two pieces of clothing for her.

I am also willing to pay more!

Thinking of this, Mrs. Rong was so frightened that she forgot about the courtesy at the door. She hurriedly stepped forward to hold her daughter's hand and said worriedly: "Mother, Mei'er, what's wrong with you?"

After all, everyone loves to enjoy themselves, and Rong Huazheng is no exception. What's more, the small couch she is lying on is so comfortable. She read it very seriously at first, and she also felt the strategies and plots in it.

Everything was surprisingly good. Just as she read, her body became warmer and warmer, and the feeling under her body became more and more wonderful. Later, she threw the book in her hand to the end of the couch without any conscience, and she couldn't see it.

Without looking at Yu Wencan, he yawned and fell asleep confidently.

Yu Wencan hummed softly, picked up the cup with graceful and smooth movements, blew lightly before drinking, took a sip and then narrowed his eyes and said: "Qin, chess, calligraphy and painting, poetry and songs, knitting, which one are you proficient in?"

"

When Rong Huazheng heard this, she immediately felt her head grow bigger. She scratched her head and sighed honestly, "Your Majesty, I sincerely say, those things know how to pick people, but they don't like me, so I'm not proficient in anything."

of."

Rong Huazheng's teeth relaxed a little, but his big eyes still stared at him angrily, waiting for his next words without saying a word.

Rong Hua scoffed and lay down on the table without even glancing at the cup. Don't think that I'm easy to bully, and don't expect her to serve you without any benefit! Humph, I have a lot of backbone!

The gatekeeper was anxious and couldn't express his sorrow. This time he couldn't think of what to say. Then another person ran in and said hurriedly: "Steward, steward, it's a big deal..."

Perhaps her smile was too ostentatious. Xia Houguo, who was driving the car seriously, was frightened. His body became unsteady and he almost rolled over and rolled out of the car.

Rong Hua Zheng paused briefly in brushing her bangs and nodded.

No, it won't happen. Isn't the Ghost King extremely ugly and dare not show his true face to others? How could he look like an immortal?

"No need to talk about this!" Yu Wencan refused. Regardless of Rong Huazheng's big mouth, he poured a glass of water and drank it. After drinking a glass, he slowly said: "Now, I give you two choices, either go

Go to sleep, or get off the carriage, choose one."

Seeing that Rong Hua Mei still had no reaction, Mrs. Rong could not help but burst into tears. She turned around and looked around, and she saw that the condition of the maids next to her was not necessarily better than that of Rong Hua Mei. All of them had spring-like faces, rosy cheeks, and shy faces.

Astringent.

Finally, Yu Wencan sighed three times, "That's it, that's it."

Seeing that she was quite well-behaved, Yu Wencan's deep eyes flashed with satisfaction, and then he stuffed the cork and put the things back to their place. After finishing everything and pushing the cart back to the place, he happened to find Rong Hua Zheng.

He reached out and wanted to pick up the teapot and pour some water. This action made his face, which had just calmed down, become serious again, "Your hands are so dirty, don't touch my tea set casually!"

Some people say that this king is not the other emperor. If a king is made a king, he is afraid that the throne will not belong to him. Master Rong and everyone in the Rong Mansion think so, but the housekeeper has other ideas. What is the emperor's throne without the throne?

These things are still uncertain, but at least the status of a king is much more valuable than the two highnesses except the prince.

With this thought, the housekeeper immediately went out to greet the people. As he walked, he said to the two of them: "Go, you go and report to the madam and the young lady!" Although the master has not come back from going to court, there are still two masters in the house.

Coming out to greet him is a matter of course.

But please note, that was in the past, it was in the past! The so-called today is different from the past. In the past, no one had anything that could make her thirsty for it. Today, she was still holding it in her arms. She wanted to put a few drops of saliva on it and take it as her own.

Some treasures, so she took a deep breath, pulled out a smile that was scarier than crying, and said softly: "Dear Prince, where can I get water to clean my hands?"

The housekeeper sighed secretly, and Mrs. Rong felt bad. She and Rong Hua Mei stood aside, their eyes fixed on the luxurious clothes and the jeweled Rong Hua Zheng in front of them, and there was something in their hearts.

Something called jealousy is secretly growing.

The two servants rushed to Mrs. Rong and Rong Hua Mei's door and knocked on the door respectively. This time, they just got up from the warm bed and before they had time to wash up, they heard a knock on the door and said

Miss He waited for a large group of people to come to the door and asked them to go out to greet them.

Yu Wencan stretched out his hand to interrupt her, and said lightly: "You also know the value of these things. On the table, I am not a charity, and things are not given to everyone who wants them, unless they are bartered."

Things. But..." He pulled his lips and smiled, his eyes flickering, "What do you have that you can exchange with me?"

After cleaning her hands, she thought she was very smart and threw the water bag on the table, then quickly bent down to pick up the box on the carpet, but just as she was about to reach out to pick it up, the two boxes on the ground unexpectedly moved by themselves.

It's floating in the air!

Mrs. Rong paused her hands and narrowed her eyes, "What did you say?!" 13acv.

Rong Hua Mei rolled her eyes, feeling that she was making too much fuss, and curled her lips and said, "Mom, what are you talking about? What will happen to me?"

Rong Huazheng's heart suddenly tightened because of his action, and she stared at the two boxes of things eagerly, fearing that they would disappear under her nose. Until the things actually fell on the table, she quickly grabbed one with each hand, big

He looked at Yu Wencan and said with a bit of pity: "Hey, my dear prince, can you give me one of these two things at will?"

Regarding this outcome and this situation, Mr. Rong had no hope, but he was still a little disappointed. He couldn't accept more gifts when his daughter got married, not to mention that the daughter didn't even have the honor of her husband's family to get married in vain.

It does not help my career at all. It is better to lay an egg than to lay a Ronghua Zheng! With this thought, Mr. Rong did not ask anyone to ask for leave, but insisted on going to the morning meeting, thinking to see if he could do it today.

I want to fawn over any adult who can help me.

Yu Wencan raised her eyebrows without refusing, took a sip of the tea she received, and said lightly: "You want these things so much?" Well, this tea seems to be getting better and better, it should be the same cup just now

The tea tastes good but it hasn't come out yet.

In fact, it’s not surprising that he had such an expression. There have always been rules in Kyoto. When a married woman from a wealthy family returns to the gate, everyone will receive a small gift. Seeing the battle just now, the gatekeeper thought that this time he would definitely get more than the small gift.

It's very rich, definitely more than working as a gatekeeper in this stingy Rong Mansion for three years.

"..." Rong Huazheng pursed her lips tightly, and a few blue veins popped out on her smooth forehead. The veins twitched so hard that the forehead where she had hit her just now felt a stinging pain. She gritted her teeth tightly, and she was stunned at all.

I couldn't feel any pain, I just knew that the pores all over my body were dilating, preparing for the killing spree later.

The Ghost King is the first among the four princes to be crowned king. What does this mean? It means that the eldest lady, Wang Fu!

Rong Huazheng was reluctant to let go of what she was holding in her arms, so she did not reach out to take the water bag, but let it throw a parabola in the air and then fall gorgeously on the carpet.

Hey, like mother, like daughter. At that time, my official career was full of twists and turns, but after marrying the eldest lady, he changed his ways and was helped by noble people many times. Not only did he suddenly change from a little scholar to a court official, but also

In just a few years, he was promoted to the fifth rank. It's a pity that the master has no vision and the eldest lady also died early. If the eldest wife had lived until now, the master would definitely not have been promoted to a small side fourth rank after more than ten years.

, I'm afraid it would already be a high-ranking official of the second or third grade.

Yes, she was sure. As long as he said something unpleasant, she would immediately step forward and twist his neck. This open and closed mouth was really annoying! Yaya!

There are so many gifts?! She felt happy, and then she was surprised, thinking where were the people who came and went with so many gifts?

The corners of Rong Huazheng's mouth twitched, staring at him motionless.

The housekeeper was quite impatient. He waved his fat palm and said angrily: "He's coming as soon as he comes. Didn't he know someone was coming?"

Yu Wencan didn't say anything, his eyes were tightly closed, and when he heard the yawn, a smile that was so soft that it could melt people into him overflowed from the corners of his lips.

Rong Hua Zheng gritted his teeth. Anyway, she had already given up her life. Anyone who has no face is bullshit. Only one layer of face is face. Isn’t the thicker one the skin of a pig? She doesn’t care, really, as long as

——"Don't be so stingy. You have a lot of good things. Just give me this century-old ginseng. I don't covet that thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum anymore."

When Rong Huazheng heard this, his eyes lit up. He straightened up and reached out his hand to quickly pick up the teapot and fill a cup for him. Finally, he added: "Your Highness, be careful of the scalding!"

Yu Wencan glanced at her, slowly put down the cup in his hand, and then tapped his slender fingertips on the table.

The housekeeper was a little anxious, secretly thinking that she was a woman from a brothel, and she really couldn't stand on the stage. She was so rude on such an occasion. If word got out, people would definitely make fun of her. He couldn't help but reminded him loudly again:

"Madam, stop standing and kneel down." Hey, he was wrong before, thinking that the eldest lady would have no future if she was called a ghost girl. Who knew that the ghost king would be crowned the king the day after she got married?

.

With a slight snort, she stood up happily, then threw herself into the soft and comfortable couch next to her, kicked off her shoes, and spread out the fox fur that had been covered by the little dumpling yesterday.

"What difference will it make?!" the butler sneered, then poured himself a glass of water and drank slowly: "You have never been married and have never seen much of the world, so of course you will make a fuss."

Mrs. Rong, who was already in a hurry when she saw the gift box, almost ran out with her skirt in hand. When she came to the steps of the front yard, before she had time to peek out to see what was going on outside the door, she saw Rong Hua Mei's fixed gaze.

He looked in one direction, as if he had lost his soul.

"Don't you want to embroider the Guanyin picture?" With a few drops of tea on his body, Yu Wencan glanced at it and ignored it, narrowed his eyes, and then nodded clearly, "That's right, what kind of good things can you embroider with your qualifications?

Guanyin pictures emphasize the combination of spirit and rhyme, and only those with a pious and kind heart can embroider them well, and you..." His eyes drifted, and he curled his lips, "I'm really afraid that the things you embroider will not be the same.

The Buddha's head was hung around Guanyin's neck, which not only insulted the good name of Guanyin Picture, but also made the emperor's grandmother think that you were deliberately shortening her life during the birthday ceremony, and then I was condemned as an unworthy descendant."

Rong Huazheng observed the parabola thrown by the water bag with a smile, and carefully calculated it while ignoring other obstacles. After getting the result, he clicked his tongue twice, "Hey, the prince's hand is pretty good."

." Then before Yu Wencan's face darkened, he wisely bent down and placed the things in his arms on the ground. After making sure that Yu Wencan couldn't get them, he slowly picked up the water bag, unscrewed the lid, and lifted it.

Open the curtain and wash your hands carefully.

Mrs. Rong didn't pay any attention to her shouting. Instead, she breathed a sigh of relief. With tears in her eyes and a smile at the same time, she said, "Mei'er, I hope you're okay. I was so worried about my mother just now."

"Really?" Yu Wencan glanced at her nonchalantly, noncommittal, but gently moved his palms and placed the two boxes on the small table.

Yu Wencan's eyes flashed quickly, he nodded, and said generously: "You can choose whatever you want."

Rong Huazheng's lips twitched and he curled his lips in disbelief: "I'm illiterate."

"I want it, I want it very much!" Rong Huazheng nodded.

Yu Wencan seemed oblivious to her anger, and continued to point out another clear path for her lightly: "Of course, you can do the thankless things yourself if you want to. I am afraid that the fire at the city gate will affect Chi Yu. When the time comes,

I can’t bear to eat and walk around, so..."

The housekeeper was angry again and said angrily: "What's wrong with you?"

Could it be...he is the Ghost King?!
To be continued...