Hua Shang had a different identity and felt something strange in her heart. She walked in without thinking much. When she got to the outer room, she vaguely heard a lingering sound inside...
He immediately blushed and hurried out.
When they got outside, they ordered the maids to prepare hot water. There was probably no one else but He Lanqin'er who could spend the whole night with Feng Ruohen in Fengyu Tower.
It's strange, I feel good for no reason.
The two of them are no longer at odds, and their lives will be easier.
After finishing everything, he sat on the steps of the small courtyard outside the building, thinking that after their wedding, he could ask Feng Ruohen to let Feng Yao go...
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There were not many servants in Prince Feng's Mansion. Ever since Feng Ruohen ordered Dongyuan to be dispersed, Hua Shang had been unambiguous in his work and managed the women there in a few days.
Only Sikong Yun missed the opportunity to regain his freedom when the incident came to light.
Noon.
As soon as Chu Jia arrived in front of the palace, he bumped into Sikong Ling. Both of them had been troubled by that incident in the past few days.
Sikong Ling was impeached several times in court.
I have never been so angry when it comes to government affairs.
The two of them saw each other from a distance and didn't say a word until they walked in.
Originally, Sikong Ling didn't know who the man was who protected his sister to death.
But after many days, looking at Chu Jia's reaction, he was the smartest person in Fengdu, and he could guess eight or nine without asking.
Chu Jia just felt guilty and sneaked into the palace the day before yesterday to take Sikong Yun to escape, but was stopped by Feng Ruohen.
The prince's attitude is simply that he has no attitude.
It was rare that Feng Ruohen had nothing to say when he bumped into his left and right arms.
"You two, why don't you stand at the door and be the door gods?"
Hearing this familiar female voice, they all looked inside the main entrance at the same time. Liniang led a group of her capable men and walked out in a mighty manner, fanning Xiaoyao fan in her hand, twisting her waist in a charming way.
You can tell your mood without asking, it's natural that it's first-rate.
"Making a wedding dress for Miss Helan?" Sikong Ling forced a smile and asked.
"Yes." When she came to him, Liniang responded to him, turned to Chu Jia, made a courtesy, and met him with a smile, "General Chu, I haven't seen you for a long time, why have you lost weight?"