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Seeing that the elder brother suddenly frowned, his expression became serious, and said word by word: "What will you do?" His calm expression made people feel cold in his heart.

Xiang Zhang looked at Xiang Cheng, and a fire suddenly burst into his heart. He felt sorry for him. Even now he was worried and kind, and he was so kind that he was unreasonable and unforgiving. Later, he was tortured to death by the prince's circle. Xiang Cheng looked at him with such a look.

What! If he takes action against Mrs. Zhongguo, Xiang Cheng will kill him, isn't it? An ungrateful thing! "What do I do! What can I do! Can I control the one, or your one! Instead of facing me sarcastically, you might as well imagine how your baby daughter doesn't offend the prince and the nobleman of Yun!"

Xiang Cheng looked at his elder brother! There was no Guiren in Yun.

Xiang Zhang: "Xiang Qi took the prince to Zhongguo Mansion? Xiang Qi was spoiled by you and was ignorant! Have she ever thought about how Guiren Yun thought of her? The prince would spare her in the future. The women in the palace were all very thoughtful and could endure it. If you can persuade her even if you have nothing to do, it would be impossible..." Xiang Zhang made a frank: "Blow the wind in his ears and depose the prince!" He gave birth to one of his own, regardless of whether she would harm the country and the people! "He has already reached this point, and people will not be punished for themselves!" To put it bluntly, the Xiang family can not kill Xinci, and Xinci must also ensure that this matter should not be caught, let alone doomed in the end!

So... are you thinking about it? Don't do it again and again!

Xiang Cheng looked at his elder brother.

Xiang Zhang was calm and composed. He was the head of the family. If he walked like this, he had to walk steadily.

Xiang Cheng thought that his elder brother was a little pedantic. Just look at his tight wife and concubine position in the backyard, you can tell a little about it... "Why do dad miss you?" He ignored such a big thing.

"Dad has long been asking about state affairs."

“…”

"What is your attitude? You are just the temper and personality of your daughter. She doesn't want that person to be good. Who is wearing a hat on Sanshan? What's wrong with her wearing a veil? It can cover her face! What's more, what can dad say? Except for Mrs. Zhongguo?"

Xiang Cheng was tense: "Isn't it?"

"The emperor has not been married yet, and there is no woman around you who is afraid of. The servant of the house is in autumn and the heart is still aching in the middle of the winter. Has something happened to her? The Xiang family killed her for the front foot, and the emperor can destroy our whole family! You thought you didn't want to do it when you dare to know! You are all ruined, but my Xiang family fell down without you, of course because they can't be killed!"

"You still want to kill!"

"What are you anxious about? The most urgent thing is not to let her offend the prince's biological mother! At that time, the Xiang family does not want to kill her, so she will hit the Xiang family in the knife! "

Xiang Cheng leaned against the car frame as if he was discouraged. The eldest brother actually knew, and his father also knew: "Xinci may not be...will..."

Xiang Zhang reminded him to look in the mirror and reflect on: What kind of person is your daughter.

Xiang Cheng suddenly felt that he was a little untenable, but...

"Okay, instead of thinking about these things here, why not let her 'seek death'." He even provoked the prince's biological mother! Is she a ill mind? Or do she really think Daliang is hers!

But seeing that the emperor really hugged him, it is estimated that Daliang is really hers now.

Xiang Zhang rubbed his eyebrows with a headache, but he was so angry: "She can't grow her brain! You're all delayed!"

Xiang Cheng didn't want to listen! How could Xinci have no brains? Why couldn't the prince carry him over: "There is no Guiren in the palace!"

Xiang Zhang looked at Xiang Cheng blankly.

Xiang Cheng directly lifted the curtain: "Stop!" and jumped down, don't talk to the brainless child's father!

Xiang Zhang hurriedly grabbed him but didn't catch him. What does it mean? There was no Yun Guiren in the palace, so why didn't he? Xiang Zhang immediately jumped down regardless of the matter and chased Xiang Cheng: "Xiang Cheng, Xiang Cheng! Why are you doing so fast? Xiang Cheng!" All the words!

Xiang Cheng didn't hear it, he also saw that his elder brother was tolerant to Xiaoqi.

"Xiang Cheng!" Xiang Zhang ran a few quick steps and pulled Xiang Cheng's arm: "Look at what you are doing, and you jumped off the car if you say you jumped." He couldn't help but lower his voice and asked anxiously: "Is it that Yun Guiren has never been like? Or Yun Guiren has been recently--didn't?" The difference is huge.

Xiang Cheng looked at his elder brother's earnestness... In short, he was a little disillusioned: "There has never been a person named Yun Guiren!"

Xiang Zhang's expression was instantly wonderful. Without Guiren Yun, who was born to the prince? Xiang Zhang almost didn't jump up. It was so... so good.

Xiang Cheng shook his brother's hand away and walked forward.

Xiang Zhang felt that he should confirm it again so as not to make a mistake, so he hurriedly caught up with him: "Acheng, so...hehe, is it the niece's...child?"

Xiang Cheng didn't want to say it, he walked faster, and he couldn't say anything straightforward.

Xiang Zhang was not anxious, and he was very patient in chasing him. He was much more friendly than Xiang Chengshi who was chasing and was distracted just now. He even took off his cloak and said kindly: "The road is slippery, don't walk so fast, be careful."

“…”

"Discuss Xinmin's three dynasties to return to the door, will Mrs. Zhongguo come or not..."

...

Inside the Zhongguo Mansion.

Xiang Xinci sat at the desk by the window, looking through the picture album that was finished yesterday.

Old Lady Fen and Aunt Qin sat on the couch beside her and made fun of each other.

The warm earth dragon burned in the room, and the faint fragrance slowly spread out from Wuzi Pengshou House. Joule came in by chance to get something and leave.

"See Mrs. Madam, Mrs. The fifth master has just sent Princess Di'an back. The princess and Aunt Jing have already arrived at the inner door."

Xiang Xinci looked up at the person who was passing the message, and his eyes of the Demon Flying Saint fully revealed the beautiful scenery of the world: "Send it back?"

Old Lady Fen discussed with Aunt Qin and was fighting with her.

"Why did you send it back?" Xiang Xinci closed the picture album and was angry when he knew that Di An was trying to bring the prince back.

Xiang Xinci stood up. What a big deal, and it has been so long since he has been getting angry now. What's more, Xinmin returns to the door tomorrow. He sends it back now. Will he not go tomorrow? Why bother to do this? But let him go. He is old and can be willful.

"I'll pick it up."

Aunt Qin stood up.

Lin Wujing suddenly walked in quickly.

Mrs. Fen's daughter glanced at her: What happened?

Seeing that Mrs. Fen was there, Lin Wujing greeted the old lady with respect and waved her back: "Madam, Chang'an just passed a message saying that when the fifth master met the emperor, the emperor told the prince."

When Mrs. Fen heard this, she went out and continued to rush to the ground.

Aunt Qin looked at her wife anxiously: "Madam..." So when the master knew about it, he sent the princess back, and he was complaining about the lady in his heart!

Xiang Xinci was a little helpless. Since she got married, his father has never been angry. He is always dissatisfied with this one and that one, and he wished she could instantly take care of her husband and children as honestly as other people's daughters.

"Madam, do you want to go see the master..."

"Can you see what you can do? Will you be scolded? When he calms down, he will accept it before going."

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