The Glamorous Plump Princess

"Why did Song Xuanzhang not come, I think he already knew that this coffin was not filled with Madam Song, and the old lady was afraid of being caught in the drum. With my current identity, it was easy to investigate."

Pei Zhuang said that he paused here, and wanted to see the response of the first lady. I did not expect that the first lady was calmer than Pei Zhan imagined.

The corner of his mouth chuckled, exposing the word "coffin inspection."

Hearing that, Madame stood up in excitement. You can clearly see the muscle twitching on Madame's face, her eyes staring at Pei Zhuang tightly, like a wild wolf staring at the prey.

The two stalemate for a while, the old lady got up and left.

Even though Pei Zhuang has learned to grow her brain in the palace, she is now in Songfu, and she ca n’t turn up the waves. Besides, she has done so secretly. This girl has n’t grown her brain ... but it is a bluff. Nothing more.

Fight with me, you're still tender, Minnie Concubine!

Receiving the same indifferent eyes as the old lady's provocation, Pei Zhuang couldn't help pulling her fist tightly, still calm and calm.

"The old lady just doesn't want everyone to see the scars on Madam Song. After all, everyone has to inspect the museum. I don't want everyone to know that she is an unfilial daughter-in-law."

The old lady froze on the spot, everyone's eyes were all focused on her, as if looking at something extraordinary, the old lady felt hot at this time.

Seeing the expression of Madam Pei was very satisfied at this time, she chuckled with irony: "Did Madam now say or not?"

The back of the old lady shook a bit, and Mu Na turned her head, and suddenly laughed: "The mother-in-law is really a good daughter cultivated by the Song government. The filial piety of the mother-in-law is really touching, but the body is slender It's really uncomfortable. "

Pei Zhuang didn't say anything. Madam took a few sips there, then turned and left. Everyone also understood a lot, looked at the grapes in their hands, and turned around a few times without any emotion in her eyes.

"What kind of lady is this concubine? Why is Madam ..."

"You don't know Madame Min, you are the princess most favored by the emperor today, even better than the queen."

"It seems that person is about to die, and has provoked such a great Buddha. Fortunately, I didn't come out just now, otherwise ..." Everyone looked at the man just now. The man was already ashamed, his eyes were as if he was dead, Everyone shook his head at him.

Pei Zhuang, above, can actually hear the conversation below, so she just crossed Erlang's legs and listened to their praise very leisurely. Although she is not such a person who seeks for fame and fortune, she is also a person who likes to listen to her. And she likes to listen to the Song family.

Next to it was a pot of grapes. Pei Zhuang used her Juanjuan finger to pick two of them and put them in her mouth. Then she slowly spit out the grape skin and grape seeds, and then saw the pastry not far away. She reached for it and was full. After that, I looked at the sun and saw that the sun was empty, but Ling Anyuan hadn't even come, and he said to himself:

"This lady is too filial piety ... I have waited so long ... I haven't seen her being busy ..." Pei Zhuang sighed again and again.

When the people below heard Pei Zhuang talking, it was hard to say anything. After all, she had a voice over any of them. They were afraid they would anger her.

"Well, this grape is quite round, yo, this grape is purple, hey, what about Madam?"

She can't stay in this position anymore. She got up and planned to go to Old Lady Song to worship her, and she apologized that she had just made a big noise at her funeral. She was with her, and all the people below were up. She looked at her intently. Pei Zhuang, who was looking at these eyes, was embarrassed. She could only smile awkwardly, and then sat down to eat grapes.

Pei Zhuang saw that everyone had stopped talking, picked another grape and stuffed it into her mouth, then waved her hand: "Ah? Keep talking, don't worry about me, keep on ..."

Everyone: How dare ...

Pei Zhuang stood at the head of her yard and looked at the full bloom of pear blossoms.

Gu Jinghong from the back came over, stepping on the ground of pear blossoms, looking at her with a plain back, this is Pei Zhuang she has never seen before, her eyes show sadness, but she tried to hide it stand up.

Pei Zhuang touched the tree with her own hand. The breeze came from the surface, and she hit a trace of sand on Pei Zhuang's face. She raised her hand and touched her face, facing The fragile sun smiled slightly, narrowing his eyes that had no gleam.

She picked up a basket made of bamboo. The edges of her shirt were pure white waves. With the movement of Pei makeup, the upper body had changed her clothes, like a dark blue seawater with some green light. The waves beat against the beach, dropping a layer of bubbling white objects, and hitting back and forth.

Very clean.

Blowing who has three thousand silks, disrupting Pei Zhuang's dark black hair revealing a trace of hair, disrupting her calm heart.

In fact, Pei Zhuang has already seen Gu Jinghong coming from behind, but she still looked at the fireworks and the ray of sunshine.

Gu Jinghong was neither near nor far away, so he stood silently behind her and looked at her.

The sunset came unknowingly. In the setting sun, Yu Xia dyed the sky, and the red light emitted merged with the pure white clouds. The clouds were traced, accompanied by the breeze blowing to the distance, farther and farther ...

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Pei Zhuang lowered her head. She remembered the impression that Mrs. Song said that she likes the sunset, so ... she looked at the sunset every night when she was young. Before, she accompanied her to watch and looked at the purest. In the setting sun, there is no gap, and she will smile at her.

"I have arranged for Mrs. Song's funeral." At this moment Gu Jinghong stepped forward and stood side by side with her. Pei Zhuang didn't speak. Looking at the shadow of the two of them, she couldn't help feeling a little moved.

"You don't ask anything."

It seems that after a long time, Pei Zhuang slowly spoke, with a hint of husky, Gu Jinghong smiled: "He is the emperor, know what should not be asked what should be asked."

Pei Zhuang was silent: "Actually the emperor can ask this question."

She paused. The wind outside was a bit strong. Gu Jinghong took off her cloak and put on Pei makeup. She smiled and continued.

"Although I vaguely can't think of anything, I always feel that Mrs. Song is very important to me. I have sent someone to investigate. Since Song Xuanzhang's father passed away, Mrs. Song has been very bad. . "

She seemed to be a little bit angry: "The old lady always relied on herself to be his mother, and kept letting Xuan Xuan give him benefits, and from time to time she beat the old Mrs. Song. But she was never Song Xuanzhen's biological mother, otherwise, Song Old lady, she won't ... "

Gu Jinghong glanced at her, looking at a drop of tears in the corner of her eye, looking at the corner of her already crying red, and looking at her white lips, her heart felt no pain.

He held the person in his arms and touched it gently. The wind became stronger. She pressed her head and walked into the room, touching her wet eyes while walking.