The Rebirth of an Ill-Fated Consort

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At noon, the people on Zhuangzi continued to carry the boxes back. They had two good yellow pear wooden boxes. Most of the clothes were already worn. The jewelry was still complete, but the silver was not received. Someone was afraid to look at Jiang Wei: "Miss, I can find it back..."

"Nothing, go on." Jiang Yan shook his head. Zhang Lan’s family was so embarrassed that the silver ticket was not taken by Chen Zhao to the woman, but it was taken by Chen Fu to gamble. Jewelry and clothes were taken away by Chen Fang. But it can't be used anymore.

"White," Jiang Yichao nodded to the two boxes: "Except for the one left by the mother, the other things are all done in the pawnshop, it is best to fold into a silver ticket."

"Girl," Bai Yu was a little surprised: "All? Those are all girls and you..."

"Used things, what to do with it." Jiang Wei sat down at the table and slowly poured himself a cup of tea. Since Zhang Lan’s accident, Zhuangzi’s cockroaches were very afraid of Jiang’s, and the teas they sent were all new tea this year.

"There must always be a few pieces of clothes," Bai said. "In a few days, we will return to Beijing. It is not good to wear it."

"Don't wear it like this, how can my father feel bad about me." Jiang Yan said faintly, she still had no expression on her face, but the light was cold.

When I was a singer, I didn’t know how to answer it. Being hesitant, Forsythia took a basket of washed fruits and vegetables and pushed the door in. He took the conversation between the two people and said, "That is, if you look for the original clothes to wear, then you don’t just care about your face. The girl is not uncomfortable? Besides, Bai Hao, don’t forget, those clothes can’t be worn now, and I haven’t seen Chen Fang wearing it.”

When Bai Yan thought about it, he no longer hesitated. He took care of the relics of Zhao Mei carefully, and the rest of the things told the people to carry them out and find the pawnshop to change the money.

After the day was gone, Forsythia hesitated the previous book and hesitated: "Girl, slave is outside today and heard something."

When the words were not finished, I heard the door slammed and kicked away from the outside. Chen Fang slammed in from the outside and asked her, "Miss, why are you doing this to my mother!"

"Let's relax!" Forsythia followed and stood up, angered: "Whoever gives you the courage to yell in front of the girl!"

Chen Fang did not show weakness, sighed: "Miss, I respect you, Miss, you have been to Zhuangzi for a few years, my mother is not good for you, if there is no my mother, how can you have today! My brother is also waiting for you not to be thin, why do you frame him, let him fall into a prison, Miss, you are so hearty!"

"What are you talking nonsense!" Even the sigh of anger: "What is framed, it is clearly that Chen Zhaoqi is taken by himself and wants to frame our girl!"

"Forsythia," Jiang Wei stopped her words and looked at Chen Fang. She suddenly smiled: "Chen Chen, are you mistaken, and Chen Zhao is harmed into the prison, isn't it you?"

"What do you mean?" Chen Fang frowned.

"Chen girl, have you forgotten, a dozen days ago, you invited me to see the pot of the moon under the beauty." Jiang Yan took the teacup, blowing the tea foam floating on it, shallow: "Speak up Your brother and the spring are married, that is, the beauty of the basin begins."

At the beginning, Chen Fang did not understand what Jiang Wei was saying. When he heard the last sentence, he was shocked and could not be channeled: "You are deliberate? Spring is going there, is it a ghost?"

"What do you say?" Jiang Yan asked.

"Impossible, this is impossible..." Chen Fang looked at her with some fear: "Even if you lead the spring, how do you know the later things, you can't count such a point, are you not a demon? ..."

"Maybe I am the demon, maybe you? You hurt your brother, your brother hurt your mother, so, can't blame me." Jiang Yan rushed her to smile, hot tea will blush her lips, black hair The smile on the lips is as charming as a charm. Chen Fang stepped back a few steps and shook his head: "No, I don't believe, don't..." It seems that the fear has reached the extreme, and he turned and ran away.

Forsythia frowned: "What crazy, what she wears on weekdays, which is not a girl, treats girls like this, but also kindly said those words, it really is called lard, and disgusting!"

Jiang Weidao: "Have she been already retribution? Everything in the world must have cause and effect. The evil consequences of Zhang Lan’s family today are the reasons they planted in the past."

Forsythia smiled and said: "It's still a girl who is smart, seeing her scared, and our girls are like gods."

Jiang Yi laughed, the last time in the people who harmed him, in the palace, when she was sad and helpless, one thing she learned was to bear tolerance. If there is a plot, when it is slowly, use all the available things, all of which are now used but also easy. When she thought of her talents, she asked: "What do you have to say to me?"

"This..." Forsythia bit his lip: "There are rumors of the old man everywhere, saying that the lord is not strict with the family, and the long-term daughter of Shangshufu is in charge of bullying in Zhuangzi." He said carefully to look at Jiang's look. However, I saw Jiang Wei’s faint smile: “Is it?”

Zhuangzi is still dressed so well, and Jing Shili naturally will talk about it as a tea after dinner. There is no way that Jiang Shang’s written compassion is cold, and then he feels that Jiang’s daughter-in-law Gao Yi is smart, the gate of Jiang’s house is closed, and even the little sister who goes out to buy it can’t see one.

In the Chiang Kai-shek, Jiang Quan slammed his hand on the desk and looked at the iron-green road: "Family!"

"Master," the woman who pushed in the door, was wearing a pink gilt butterfly, wearing a red silk satin narrow, and the cover was covered with colorful silky silver squirrels, and the emerald flowered apron skirt. The horses and horses of the South China Sea are swaying, refreshing and colorful, and the beautiful apricot eyes, although dressed as a woman, are extremely gentle and graceful, and the book is full of breath. She put down the food basket in her hand and walked up to hold Jiang Quan’s hand, whispering: "The old man is suffocating, don't anger the body."

Jiang Quan saw her, the gloom on the face was scattered, but the tone was still full of anger: "Look at what these eclipses have written! Say that Jiang Quanzhi is not strict, strict niece, five years of ignorance of children It’s a cold-blooded person, a hypocrite! The emperor has ordered me to go home to reflect, and now I have become a laughing stock in the middle! Zhao Mei, you have a good daughter!”

"I don't care about my sister." Xiayan hurriedly advised: "The child is not intentional, but now it is like this. Master, it is better to pick up the nephew and calm down the suspicion of the emperor. ""

"No," Jiang Quanyi raised his hand and his eyes were full of gloom: "Wang Yushi has personally prepared the vehicle to send her back to Beijing."

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Soft to go back to Beijing, back to the Jiang family, the house will be opened, the male master will also play, everyone is very happy (*^__^*)