Farmer Lady of Fortune, Imperial Concubine, Don’t Be Too Sweet

1842: Wordscapes Uncrossed Jungle-Vine 15 Answers

In a blink of an eye in April.

The children of rich families in the city have had a bad time in recent times.

Especially the younger generation of Jifu, they have to be nervous every time they walk on the street, for fear that if their expression is wrong or their eyes are suspected, they will be violently attacked by Xiaobawang who doesn't know where to come from.

A veritable little bully.

Nanling's son came to the capital and walked side by side in the city, looking for the children with the surname Ji to touch the porcelain.

If you really can't find the surname Ji, you will not be spared to make good friends with Jifu.

The families of all the families became bitter pupae in their hearts.

The original situation of Jifu is no longer in the past, but it was avoided by people in the circle like a viper.

Who touches who is unlucky, who dares to touch it?

"Yuer, you are the daughter of my Jifu! You ca n’t take care of this! At that time, your grandfather took a wrong step and apologized for his death. It is also reasonable to talk to the Red Bean County Lord. Your grandfather is dead She's still alive and well, so what about us? Can't bully people too much! "

Mrs. Ji entered the palace again, crying with a nose and a tear in the Queen's dormitory, this time she was really crying.

"Nanling Shizi is now guarding our Jifu, as long as the children of the clan walk out of the gate, it is to go out and come back horizontally! Isn't that forcing our Jifu to die? If you let go, you will care nothing and others will laugh at you Our Jifu, your queen is no more noble in their eyes! "

The queen had a headache and looked at her mother who was so angry that she said, "What do you want to do with the palace? After the eruption of the Jiji Palace, the palace has no real power, and even a little flying man can run. Come and ridicule yourself in front of the palace! Madam Ji, what else is the palace! "

The old lady raised her eyebrows beside the queen, and her words were no more polite. There were complaints in the lines. "Once it was good, the maiden was in the top position of the Sixth House. If you do n’t know these things, why is the wife going? To provoke the Nanling Palace? Is that something that ordinary people can afford to provoke? What is the use of an embarrassing mother if something happens now? "

Face-to-face by an old slave, Madam Ji's face turned black, "If it wasn't for your mother-in-law crying miserably in front of me that day, and saying how to be worried, I would make a big mistake? For my mother's distressed daughter, I I did something wrong! If I had known that raising a daughter was so useless, it would be better to have no one! "

Heartfelt words, the mother and daughter broke up again.

Madam Ji left the queen's palace full of resentment, and as she passed through the imperial garden, she faced the middle-aged man and woman who hit the upper garden.

The man was dressed in brocade, embroidered with gold silk, handsome and rich. The woman was on fire with a red brocade pomegranate skirt, and Ying Yuma was impressed.

Those who can appear in the palace are definitely not low in status, and they can also visit the Royal Garden so freely. Such people do not know them, and Madam Ji knows that they cannot offend.

Concealed the depression on his face, nodded to show the other side, ready to lower his head and leave.

Unexpectedly, a red shadow blocked her way.

No matter if she turns left or right, she will never pass by.

Mrs. Ji looked up with patience and looked at the blocked red woman. "This lady is so blocking the road, do you know what?"

The corner of the woman's eyes was light, and her eyes were arrogant and contemptuous. "Mrs. doesn't recognize me, but I remember her face, but Mrs. Jifu?"

"You are?" Mrs. Ji burst into a panic, with a bad feeling.

After seeing the woman raise her lips and smile slowly, "My husband's surname is Qian."

"Stone, what is she doing so crazily, hit her eyes first!" The middle-aged man beside her was already impatient, and she was about to hit.

The woman turned her head and listened in desperation, but her eyes were indulged. "I just told you that here is East Vietnam anyway, we can't make the emperor embarrassed. We try not to move our fists, and only use our yin hands."

(End of this chapter)