Xihe:! ! !

Good guy, it's like a harem.

Xihe said directly: Aunt Mo, you go and break them up. Those who want to go home can go home, and those who don't want to go home live in temples outside the city. They have to leave anyway. Give them more money.

Anyway, she won't take over, and if she leaves early, she might be able to meet her lover sooner.

Madam!

The housekeeper was surprised. She knew that the little master was uncertain, and that robbing people was just for the sake of beauty. After watching it for a while, she lost interest and forgot it, but...all dismissed.

The housekeeper hesitated and said: They are the female monarch's people when they enter the prime minister's mansion, so send them out... If the female monarch doesn't like it, how about putting them in the manor?

Maybe they will get married after they are dismissed, isn't that slapping the lady in the face? Absolutely not.

Xihe blew up: What is mine? Shou Gongsha is still there. I haven't even touched it.

The original owner just kept talking, never touching anyone.

She frowned: What kind of manor are you giving, you are only in your teens, and you will marry in the future. Okay, that's it, just dismiss.

The original owner was domineering and domineering, it was hard for Xihe to refute the butler when he said this, so he could only nod.

Xihe looked at the servant who was so weak that he knelt down and kowtowed when he turned black: There are still these servants, all of them have been replaced. From now on, all the guards will be used in the courtyard.

Can't say a single serious word, Xihe is going to suffocate to death.

Butler: ...what can she say, she is a butler who obeys orders.

The butler nodded: Yes.

After arranging everything, Xihe was finally relieved, and she lazily lay back on the bed: Go, I'm hungry, get something to eat.

The butler looked at the attendant who was about to cry or not, and his face was blushing: Didn't you hear the order from the lady?

The attendant shuddered and hurried on.

The lady is really infatuated.

The government doctor, who had been silent all this time, said with a smile on his face, To show sincerity to the third prince, he actually took an innocent person under the knife, Zhang admires that.

Xihe...

She immediately looked at the butler.

The butler immediately said: Master Xiang entered the palace early in the morning, and must have been discussing with His Majesty about your marriage with the third prince.

Well, I really couldn't wash myself off by jumping into the Yellow River.

Xihe simply didn't explain, and said directly: Set those people up well, and when necessary, tell everyone that they are innocent from the beginning to the end, the Lord is just purely greedy for beauty.

The butler nodded immediately.

Next, the government doctor started to give Xihe medicine. I don't know if he was angry in his heart, but the government doctor's attack was more ruthless than yesterday. Xihe trembled in pain, and scolded her for malicious revenge.

The government doctor smiled and said, The bruises need to be forced to disperse. Look at the housekeeper, have they faded?

The housekeeper leaned over to Xihe's leg to see that the bruise had indeed faded a lot, and immediately comforted Xihe not to lose his temper, the government doctor was kind, and she would be fine if she endured the illness.

Xihe: ... Fuck.

Injured all over by Li Junyue, Xihe could only lie on the bed to recuperate, and occasionally went down to the yard to walk around.

It has to be said that the Jiang family is really rich and powerful, with deep pavilions and Qionglou. Once they enter the Pearl Palace and Beique,

The entire courtyard is decorated with carved beams and painted buildings, nine curved corridors, and one guard at every ten steps. Xihe is served comfortably as a master. At the same time, her marriage with Li Junyue has been finalized.

The wedding is one month away.

This level of haste is simply insulting.

The female lords in the capital who hated Xihe yelled at Xihe one after another.

It's so shameless. She Jiang An has a straw bag, an embroidered pillow, and dares to look like the third prince who is so magnificent. Really, really... The lady who spoke was trembling with anger, and she didn't know what to scold to relieve her pain. hate it.

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