"Eldest Miss, Second Miss, the old lady wants you to come in."

Sheng Yuhua wanted to continue testing, but Mrs. Fu came out of the back room and called for someone.

Sheng Yuhua smiled. The days were long and she had already sorted out some things.

"Sheng Yuhua, have you thought clearly about what I told you yesterday?"

The old lady did not directly talk about the Buddha statue, which surprised Sheng Yuhua.

"Grandma, Yuhua knows that you love your granddaughter the most, but Yuhua doesn't want to embarrass you and your father. It's better not to push forward the marriage."

When the old lady heard this, she covered her chest and coughed violently. Mrs. Fu hurriedly went over to give her a pat on the back, while sighing: "Second Miss, the old lady has been worried about you. You are her most beloved granddaughter. How can she bear to see you remain a widow?"

"But no one said that King Han couldn't do it?"

Sheng Yuhua asked with an innocent look.

"This……"

"Hua'er, do you know why the Buddha statue that we have enshrined for more than ten years suddenly fell down?"

The old lady finally regained her breath and asked seriously.

"Is it because I want to marry King Han?"

Sheng Yuhua pretended to be surprised and widened her eyes. After speaking, she shook her head hurriedly: "No, how is it possible? Buddha is so busy, how can he have time to care about such a trivial matter?"

old lady...

Did she mean that?

"You...you are such a traitor. It seems that you have been kneeling all night and haven't figured out who is coming and what the family rules are."

"Mother, no!"

Yang Wanrou hurriedly stopped her and said in an urgent voice: "Hua'er is just having a tantrum. She will think it over."

"By the way, second sister, hurry up and tell your grandmother that you won't marry King Han."

Sheng Yujiao also hurriedly stepped forward to persuade.

"But the imperial decree grants marriage, and everyone in the world knows it. Besides, the emperor loves King Han so much. If I propose to break off the engagement, wouldn't I be asking for death? If you are not afraid of death, go and talk to the emperor yourself. Oh, by the way, you can go and talk to King Han. "

emperor? King Han? Who dares to provoke these two people from Shangshu Mansion? Sheng Yu's delicate eyes turned red: "Second sister, do you know what the outside world is saying about our Sheng family? They all say that the women in our Sheng family are vixen. Not only did they confuse King Mo, but they also tried to seduce King Han. . If you really marry King Han, how will we get out in the future? How will we gain a foothold in the capital?"

After hearing Sheng Yujiao's question, Sheng Yuhua looked calm and sneered:

"Sister, you mean, if I marry King Han, there won't be such rumors?"

"At least people outside won't say that you shamelessly seduced King Han!"

"Besides, you and King Mo were married according to the imperial decree, but you went back on your word when you went to court. Where did you put the honor of our Shangshu Mansion?"

"Face? Did King Mo give us Shangshufu face yesterday?"

"Haha, Sheng Yuhua, do you want to be shameless? It's because you don't have the ability to control your man, but you blame him?"

Sheng Yujiao couldn't help but sneered, and Sheng Yuhua quickly stepped forward and slapped her face with a slap.

"You... bitch, how dare you hit me?"

Her cheeks were burning | Sheng Yujiao did not expect that Sheng Yuhua would dare to strike in front of the old lady. She glared angrily and raised her hand to fight back.

But Sheng Yuhua was not happy at all. She grabbed the outstretched hand and hit it again with the other hand.

There was another crisp slap, and Sheng Yu's painful eyes turned red. She tried hard to break free from Sheng Yuhua's hand, but she couldn't.

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