"Rong'er, come to grandma quickly."

The kind-hearted Mrs. Yun called Hua Xiangrong. She wore a black smear on her forehead, leaned on a white jade cane, and wore an emerald green satin brocade dress. She stood in the wind and snow. The maid beside her held an oil-paper umbrella for her.

Because Yun Xiangshang did not want to marry the cruel and cruel Ninth Prince, she ran away from home the night she arrived at Yun's house under the imperial edict and disappeared.

The Yun family had no choice but to use Hua Xiangrong to marry her.

And Hua Xiangrong was willing to marry Yun Xiangshang instead.

They have a good relationship and love each other as sisters.

When she was about to starve to death on the street, Yun Xiangshang rescued her and took her in as a maid in the Yun Mansion.

She is said to be a maid, but her food and clothing expenses are comparable to Yun Xiangshang's.

The two girls accompany each other day and night, one is talented, the other is extremely smart, and their relationship is as good as that of biological sisters.

On the day when the sedan chair arrived, Hua Xiangrong had to replace Yun Xiangshang on the sedan chair, but she did not blame Yun Xiangshang at all.

The Yun family thought that this matter was done perfectly, but in fact it had already been noticed by someone who was interested, but they didn't know it yet.

"Grandma." Hua Xiangrong called out and walked towards her.

Surrounded by a large family, he entered the main gate of Yun Mansion.

What is different today is that everyone in the Yun family is very respectful to Hua Xiangrong, and they really regard her as the eldest lady of the Yun family.

When she returned home today, although she was not accompanied by her husband, she was quite comfortable at the Yun family.

Shen Shi arrived soon, and it was time to return to the palace.

But Hua Xiangrong didn't want to go back at all. In that palace, her head might fall off at any time, and there was also the Ninth Prince who would wake up and strangle her neck at any time.

She was resting alone in the boudoir prepared for her by the Yun family. She sat on a carved lacquered rose armchair, resting her elbows on the tea table. Her wide sleeves slid to her elbows, revealing a section of white jade-like lotus-rooted arms. They were pink and tender.

Her little mouth was slightly open, and she slept soundly.

There were two large gilt fire pots burning in the room, and she also stepped on a copper stove under her feet. She did not wear shoes, only wearing a pair of white socks to step on the copper stove.

The temperature in the room was extremely high, and her pink and tender face was burnt crimson. Her long eyelashes cast a dark shadow on her eye sockets, making the dark circles under her eyes even more obvious.

In the past few days, despite the care of Xiangyun, she could not sleep well, and she always had nightmares.

A man pushed the door open and stared deeply at the sleeping delicate woman. After a moment, he averted his gaze and sat down on a carved chair not far from her without waking her up.

After a long time, she finally opened her sleepy eyes, fanned her eyelashes like fan feathers and woke up. Looking at the charcoal fire in the gilt brazier, she felt a sense of comfort in her heart and said to herself: "Oh, if I could live there every day

Just stay at the Yun family."

"What? Princess, do you think my palace is not as good as your Yun Palace?"

The sudden voice from behind almost scared her heart out. She turned her head to look behind her and shouted in a trembling voice: "Who are you?"

This answer made the man's expression pause, and an inexplicable irritation arose in his heart. This arrogant woman didn't know who she was? She looked so weak and helpless. Is it okay to crush her to death?
Chapter completed!