Chapter 209 Mr. He Is Sick
Ah Zhao thought about it, and felt that what Huo Jun said was indeed quite reasonable.

The two of them walked leisurely from the backyard all the way to their own residence.

Those who are interested have already seen all this in their eyes.

"You said, the commander-in-chief accompanied the new lady, and walked back to the yard?" In the magnificent room, Koudan's hand was holding a pair of scissors, carefully cutting off a plant. Extra branches on white peonies.

"Yes, the servants saw it with their own eyes."

The man put the scissors away and smiled: "Then it seems that our handsome wife is very much appreciated by the handsome."

She murmured softly: "It's just this one, which is said to be weak. I don't know how long it can last?"

The maid bowed her head and dared not speak, she only wished that she had never heard of this sentence.

"Hong'er, prepare a generous gift for me. Let's visit the Young Madam this afternoon." Madam Huo was still there, so she called Ah Zhao the Young Madam.

"Yes, third wife."

It turns out that this is the third aunt of the boss.

……

In the afternoon, as soon as Ah Zhao woke up from his nap, he heard from the maid that the third concubine and the fourth lady had come to visit.

"Third Aunt?" Ah Zhao didn't realize which relative it was.

Green Bamboo reminded her in a low voice, and then Ah Zhao realized that the third aunt was Huo Jun's little mother in simple terms.

Of course, this little mother is only in name.

Now the entire Marshal's Mansion relies on Huo Jun's words to live. These aunts, concubines, no matter how favored or beautiful they were before, now they have to behave honestly behind closed doors.

Now Azhao still looks a little sleepy, Luzhu said thoughtfully: "If madam doesn't want to see you, you don't have to."

A Zhao shook his head: "There is nothing left and right, let them wait for a while."

Lu Zhu nodded, went up to wait for A Zhao to get up and wash up, and sent a little maid to notify the visitors.

"What does she mean? Deliberately throwing us off?" A beautiful young lady in a goose yellow dress said a little unhappy as she watched the maid retreat.

The third wife was not as impatient as she was. Although she was also a little unhappy in her heart, at least she didn't show it on her face.

"Quiet, I have taught you for so many years, why are you still so impatient?"

She picked up the teacup in her hand, her face was a little unwilling, but she still closed her eyes after all: "So what if you are under attack, so what if you don't? Now, we mother and daughter, can we still ask the handsome wife for an explanation?"

The girl in the dress, that is Miss Fourth, had red eyes: "Mother, how could we have been wronged like this before..."

The third wife put the teacup away: "You also know that was before."

She stopped suddenly.

Because someone came in.

Accompanied by several servant girls, Ah Zhao walked into the flower hall.

She had a little smile on her face: "I'm sorry, I took a late nap and neglected the distinguished guest."

The third wife took a closer look at her, and saw that the new lady's complexion was more radiant than snow, but there was a hint of weariness on her face, and she knew that what she said just now might not be an excuse.

Thinking of this, she felt better, with a smile on her face: "We interrupted the young lady's rest, it must be our fault."

The Fourth Miss beside her looked at A Zhao blankly and didn't speak for a while.

The third wife frowned: "Wanwan?"

Miss Huo Si's boudoir name is Huo Wanwan.

(End of this chapter)

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