The girl in blue clothes led her maid Yiyi to leave Songheyuan.

Ye Linglong held her breath in her heart, and she couldn't feel happy if she didn't vomit.

"Grandmother." She looked at Mrs. Ye, with a beautiful and gentle little face, and she bit her lip and said, "You are not worried at all that my mother's little brother will be in my mother's belly after she comes back..."

"exquisite."

Old Lady Ye suddenly interrupted Ye Linglong's words, showing a meaningful expression: "Although grandmother is old, her heart is not blind. I have never seen any secret methods in this small house? Does the piece of flesh in your mother's belly really collide with the eldest daughter-in-law's horoscope?"

“…”

Ye Linglong's little face was slightly pale.

So, Mrs. Ye has always known that she designed her stepmother’s eldest wife? Because she is now favored by the emperor and is the future crown princess, she turned a blind eye?

Mrs. Ye’s eyes were vicissitudes and shrewd, as if they could penetrate a person’s heart.

Under those eyes, it seemed that all the tricks and tricks of her ghosts and monsters had nowhere to hide.

It turns out that he is an old monster who has lived in the back house for many years.

Ye Linglong pretended to be calm with a beautiful and gentle little face, and asked, "Grandma, what are you talking about? Why can't Linglong understand? The fetus in my mother's belly collides with the eldest lady's horoscope. That's what Master Zhang Tian of the Taoist Temple said, could it be..."

She suddenly widened her beautiful eyes and pretended to be innocent and surprised, "You mean, Master Zhang is lying to us?"

Old Mrs. Ye glanced at Ye Linglong, her smile was not in a smart way, and she didn't say anything.

The future crown prince and the crown prince, or even the woman who will be in the world one day, will naturally be scheming and skillful, but pretending to be too smart will make people bored.

Mrs. Ye waved her hand, "I'm tired today. Linglong, please go back if you pick a good forging."

"...Yes." Ye Linglong smiled.

·

Agarwood Pavilion.

Biluo said happily: "Miss, it's great. When your wife comes back, you will have a support. At least when the old lady and the prime minister are looking towards the second lady, there is still someone to support you so that you will not be alone and helpless."

Fenghua raised her delicate eyebrows and asked, "Bi Luo, do you think I need someone to support me now?"

Biluo was stunned and stopped asking.

Yes, the current lady can make the second lady tremble all over, speak so hard that the old lady is speechless, and let the eldest lady come back from Tanlu Temple, so she no longer needs support.

Fenghua smiled slightly, sat down at the desk, holding up something to hold the pen.

Unlike the original owner Ye Chenxiang's delicate small hairpin, the iron painting and silver hook are powerful through the back of the paper.

Finished writing and finish writing.

Fenghua slowly blew the dry ink marks and handed a post to Bi Luo's hand.

"Does the lady want to invite friends from the boudoir to play in the prime minister's house?" Biluo did not agree. "Miss, I dare to say, everyone in the capital now knows that Miss, you made mistakes in your advice to the emperor and made Long Yan furious. Your past close friends may not avoid it."

Speaking of this, Biluo's face showed an indignant look, "And I heard that they have just been flattering Miss II at the moment."

Fenghua looked at Biluo and asked, "Who told you that I invited those women who changed their minds to the prime minister's house to play?"

Biluo: "Then your post is..."
Chapter completed!