Take a Husband for Farming - Chapter 525

Mu Rouzang would like to say that she really has nothing at all. When is her space for decoration? But she couldn’t say it, yes, the space was too domineering, let me not say it!

When she wanted to talk about it, her mouth closed tightly, and there was an inexplicable feeling in her heart, that she knew that space would not let her say it.

Because she came out of the palace and fell into a coma. She was in the face of the emperor Su Ruirui. Yang Zixuan secretly notified the hibiscus and the Jing’an County lord. The two came over to see it, and only said it was cold. Even Mrs. Yang and Mrs. Zuo are hiding.

On this day, Mu Rouzang ate a bowl of double-skinned milk and two pieces of lotus seed cake. Then he wiped his mouth with a very cheerful nap and shouted: “Spring breeze, spring scenery, come on!”

Don’t think that she will still eat, actually–

“Ma’am, the slaver made a round outside today. I heard that Chengdong Dingguo’s house was also copied.”

As soon as Chunfeng came up, he began to report to her.

Rain on the first day, thunder of fifteen!

Yes, starting from the night of the fifteenth day of the first month, Su Ruirui secretly issued a strangulation order, but he did not let go of the waste of the Emperor. So far, only a few old nobles have not moved, and the Prince Prince ’s House has In this.

I don’t know why. It is reasonable to start arresting people from the night of the fifteenth. It should be the storm in the city now. This time, Su Ruirui just scooped up a few small fish, leaving the big head behind to continue fattening.

But she didn’t know that Su Ruiru was really angry this time, why? Still on this Mu Rouzang who was listening to Jingli gossip.

“She has a good appetite.”

Soon, Mu Rouzang’s daily life after the illness was of no significance. When she ate a few bites of cake, a bite of a piece of cake, and what kind of taste she liked, it was recorded on a secret fold.

Of course, some of the images that are not suitable for children between Yang Zixuan and Mu Rouzang were directly filtered by the dark guards. Following these years, some of them have been sent to protect Mu Rouzang in secret. It is clear that The twists and turns in them, for their own lives, directly deleted those pictures and dialogues, and only reported on things in life.

Fan Yingde has been completely honest since he was sent to the small kitchen by Su Ruirui for a long time to eat. He already knows all the decisions related to Mu Rou Sang. He is not allowed to make a beak. What about it?

Mu Rouzang listened to the gossip leisurely and listened to her cheerfully.

“Ma’am up?”

“Just got up for lunch and had some snacks, and they were talking about the spring breeze!” She was talking about Chun Ran who was directing the women in the yard to shove snow. But she didn’t know that Su Ruiru was really angry this time, why? Still on this Mu Rouzang who was listening to Jingli gossip.

“She has a good appetite.”

Soon, Mu Rouzang’s daily life after the illness was of no significance. When she ate a few bites of cake, a bite of a piece of cake, and what kind of taste she liked, it was recorded on a secret fold.

Of course, some of the images that are not suitable for children between Yang Zixuan and Mu Rouzang were directly filtered by the dark guards. Following these years, some of them have been sent to protect Mu Rouzang in secret. It is clear that The twists and turns in them, for their own lives, directly deleted those pictures and dialogues, and only reported on things in life.

Fan Yingde has been completely honest since he was sent to the small kitchen by Su Ruirui for a long time to eat. He already knows all the decisions related to Mu Rou Sang. He is not allowed to make a beak. What about it?

Mu Rouzang listened to the gossip leisurely and listened to her cheerfully.

“Ma’am up?”

“Just got up for lunch and had some snacks, and they were talking about the spring breeze!” She was talking about Chun Ran who was directing the women in the yard to shove snow.

Mu Rou Sang held the heater in her hand, crooked on the bed of Luo Han and was listening to it with interest, knowing that spring was coming, he pushed open a window slit, revealing only Zhang Baijing’s small face, and shouted with a smile: “Come and sit in the room. It’s cold! “

Chunyi came out in a hurry, but she only wore a used willow-colored woolen robe, took off the wooden clog with white gas, and quickly walked into the room.

“How come you are like this, not holding the cloak to block the snow, carefully your thank you butler will be distressed again.”

As soon as she entered, Chunfeng teased her.

Chunyi threw the papa and said, “I’m not in a hurry. It’s more important than my wife. I don’t wear a cape and don’t worry.”

“Something?” Mu Rouzang glanced around her calmly, Xiaotong was a considerate man.

Chunyi also didn’t care about the snowflake ideas on her body, but just wiped the pat casually, and replied, “Madam, the old lady sent someone to pick you up!”

“Don’t I have sent Aunt Liu to help my grandmother? Oh, I forgot to find a new wife for my brother.”

Mu Rouzang reached out and stroked her forehead. She was busy year after year, and then encountered such a thing lying down with a gun. She really left it behind.

“Come on, Inu look at it. The old master still cares about the old lady’s affairs. This is to find someone to look at. In the end, it’s just that people are not inside or outside.”

Spring scene woke her up loudly.

“How do I not know? It ’s just that my grandmother is old, and I ca n’t bear to let these trivial matters bother her. Moreover, I ca n’t help the Wangfu for a long time, and it ’s ridiculous. The days are under control, and I have been exhausted. If I had not helped, I would have been exhausted. I have to look for the concubine of the palace, and I can only help her elderly to pay attention.

Mu Rou Sang has a headache. Yang Taijun really wanted to get Yang Zizhi to be a good wife. Those people who picked them were much better than those in the Royal Princess Consort, but that was too bad to be able to help the wall. That good girl is not married to a pig like a cabbage.

Thinking about this, she had to wave helplessly and said, “No more, no more, just let it be, what does the person say?”

“Never, it was a matter of urgency! I asked my wife to hurry!”

Chun Yi also saw the people in a hurry, afraid of something big in the house, so they hurriedly came to the inner court to deliver the letter.

He also said: “I heard that the old lady also sent someone to Yemen to invite Hou Ye to go to the palace.”

“Oh? I’m afraid there is something wrong! Hurry up, let’s just clean up and go to the Prince’s Mansion.” Mu Rouzang straightened the drum, for fear that there was something wrong with the old man.

Xia Yu et al., As early as when spring talked back, they were very eager to prepare for these, because in a hurry, Mu Rou Sang just put on a fall-colored robe with a cloud-colored peony tulle inlaid woolen robe, and a little pearl on the peony Looking at it from afar, it was lively and fragrant, like a delicate flower with beads and dew.

Xia Hua fetched her a sable fur cloud cap, and Xia Chan gave her another pink pearl on the cloud.

“Okay, okay, just leave it, let’s go out soon.”

Mu Rou Sang loves to be pretty and looks into the mirror and feels that she can go out, so she can’t bear the girls to dress up.

“Oh, my lady, you still have smooth hands!”

After getting up this morning, Mu Rou Sang Yin Wo roasted in the room, so she didn’t pick up herself.

“Just wear the blood jade chaise bracelet!”

She remembered that Mrs. Yang liked to look at the festive colors.

Xia Yu busy picked it up and put it on, Xia Chan picked up a large red velvet satin inlaid cloak and tied it to her. Then a lot of people followed Mu Rouzang out of Wenbohou Mansion and went straight to the Wang Mansion.

At the entrance of Prince Zhong’s Mansion, the clever young lady had already unloaded the wooden door sill of the gate and welcomed her carriage into it.

After she got out of the carriage, she saw several women who had already ushered in, and Han Xiang was at the forefront.

“Mrs. is here. The old lady is waiting for the hour. I guess she is about to arrive, so she sent slaves to wait here.”

Han Xiang came to her and met her again.

“But what’s the matter? The people sent by the grandmother only said it was urgent, and they couldn’t figure out what was going on?” Mu Rouzang looked a little irritable.

Han Xiang heard her expression a little sullen, Fang lowered her voice and said, “I’m afraid there is something in my wife’s heart! A Dingguo family was copied today.”

“Have heard! Isn’t it?” Mu Rouzang was startled, the Prince Prince’s Mansion was the family of the Emperor Jifei.

“But aren’t four sisters already beaten into the cold?”

That’s why Su Ruirui hasn’t touched Prince Loyal.

“But what’s the matter? The people sent by the grandmother only said it was urgent, and they couldn’t figure out what was going on?” Mu Rouzang looked a little irritable.

“The old lady invited his wife and Hou Ye to come over and said that there was something to discuss, and the slave thought that the old lady was a little worried.”

Han Xiang spoke very subtly, and Mu Rouzang didn’t think much. She probably thought that it was Mrs. Yang who was worried about the future of the palace.

“Mother is okay?” Mu Rouzang hasn’t been in the house for some days.

Han Xiang had a rare emotion, and sneered: “I heard that my wife had made Mrs. Wen Bohou at the beginning of the year, and I was so angry that I didn’t mention it. I was fainted. I want the slave to say that the princess is a small-hearted.”

Mu Rou Sang deeply felt that the person who hated was unhappy, careless and rude, and the little ones who did not remember were able to live comfortably. Seeing how she and the princess lived, they knew one or two.

There was a moment of silence between the two. Seeing that he was about to reach the courtyard of Mrs. Yang, Han Xiang suddenly said, “The princess is afraid that this is a recent thing.”

Mu Rouzang’s footsteps paused, Fang said, “Can the shroud coffin be ready?”

Han Xiang replied: “Ready, the old lady Jun stared at the people, all used good materials, saying that it was not easy for the princess to take care of the back house, so she took a good look.”

Didn’t Mrs. Yang hate Prince Loyal very much?

She took a few turns in her mind to understand, and speaking, Mrs. Yang was still for the Yang clan, and for Yang Zizhi and Yang Zixuan to go in the future. She hated and loathed Prince Loyal again, but she still had to look enough.