Who Cares

Zhao Chunxi had been favored in the palace with his mother, so he always felt that he was superior, even if he had to bow his head to Guan Suyi because of the dowry, he still held a sense of superiority in his own heart and believed that he was the strong one. , And Guan Suyi was just a fool who was deceived, manipulated, and played tricks by her.

But now, everything she relied on, her complacent face, disappeared with the shattering of the coral tree. At this time, if she compromised with Guan Suyi, it would be like a captured prisoner of war, a prisoner in custody, being oppressed. His slaves have broken self-esteem and full of humiliation in their hearts.

Guan Suyi had already said that she would not care about her, and she would never go up, let alone kowtow to admit her mistakes. However, the dowry cannot be omitted, and the marriage must be mentioned. How to solve these two problems? Simply check Suyi once and for all. To break her pride, hope to destroy, tarnish her reputation, see what she uses to despise others, and what to discipline herself?

Thinking about this, Zhao Chunxi said to Hexiang, "Take out the box my aunt gave me."

"Miss, do you want to do it? But there are no nails in the main room. This is not easy to handle!" He Xiang pulled out a red wooden box from the bottom of the bed. When I opened it, it was full of bottles and cans, emitting a strange and unpleasant smell.

Speaking of this, Zhao Chunxi was bitter again. As soon as Guan Suyi came, she pulled out the nails she had placed in the main house. If the foreign family's wealth is large enough, it should be easy to buy a few more. Didn't there be many minions who flattered her and showed the intention of clinging to her yesterday? But after today, when the Yejia coral tree was broken by thieves and the news spread that the emperor ignored her, she would become a fallen phoenix again. She was despised by people everywhere and suppressed by the main house. Who would be rare to work for her?

Shaking her head, she said cruelly, "How do I do it? I don't have any regulations for the time being. Just look for a few eyeliners in the main room and start planning slowly. No matter whether you buy money or coerce or lure, you should draw a few first, and wait for the staff to be in place. Take the next step. For Wang Shu's future, the Guan family must never give birth to an heir."

"Hey, the slave and maid will go and screen the maids in the main room to see if there are any people who are poor at home or who are extremely greedy for money. You can gather one to count one. Miss, Mingfang, do you also contact one or two? Since ancient times, wives and concubines have been incompatible, and servants don’t believe that she will really be loyal to the Guan family."

"It's okay, you find a way to put a few eyeliners beside her. I knew that today, I would not let my father marry Guan in any way at the beginning. I really opened the door to steal and lead the wolf into the room." Zhao Chunxi fell into deep regret once again. But fortunately, the stepmother failed to enter the palace to match up with her mother, otherwise the Ye family might be defeated.

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In Weiyang Palace, Emperor Shengyuan was studying a former dynasty code, and suddenly heard the voice of Zhenxihou begging to see him.

"Announce him in."

Zhenxihou walked slowly inside holding a brocade box, silently performed the gift of the emperor and minister, then sat down, placed the box on the imperial case, and pushed forward. Emperor Sheng Yuan has long been accustomed to his dull and silent style, and joked, "Why, your sister-in-law hasn't let go? Seeing you become a living dumb, she doesn't feel distressed?"

Zhenxihou wrote the word "North" on the table with tea, and then wrote the word "Vegetarian" with a sword in the middle, and finally shook his head resentfully.

Emperor Sheng Yuan wanted to laugh a little, remembering that Guan Suyi's suffering was caused by him, his eyes turned dim, and there was a trace of regret and jealousy that he didn't even notice. He sighed, "The ex-wife can't protect him, and he has been in the same room again and again. Zhao Luli enjoys the happiness of the world but does not know how to cherish it. Sooner or later, he will regret it."

You always said that Zhao Luli would regret it, but you couldn't see that the gap between his eyebrows had been filled with regret. Forget it, your subordinates won't wake you up, you can slowly realize it by yourself. Qin Lingyun gloated and slandered before he clicked the brocade box and motioned to his Majesty to open it himself.

The mahogany brocade box is engraved with several hosta. The white petals are polished and inlaid with shells, with orbs as the core and emerald as the leaves. It looks fresh and elegant, but also gorgeous and noble. The state of the butterfly group drama adds a bit more agility. However, a gift box was so pleasing to the eye that it was picked up, which shows how wonderful the person who gave it is.

The Emperor Shengyuan seemed to feel it, and even laughed, "Is this a return from the lady?"

Don't call my wife or my wife, can you call her full name as Mrs. Zhenbeihou? The unknown person still thinks you are calling your beloved wife. Qin Lingyun glanced at Bai Fu vaguely, and saw that his ears were pricked up, his eyes were suspicious, and he wanted to guess who the madam in his Majesty's mouth was.

"Because your majesty’s lone copy, absolute copy, and manuscript in return, the minister dare not be expert, and sent it to the palace for viewing. If your majesty doesn’t like these things, you can give alms to the minister. That’s right. My sister-in-law also got a few boxes of rouge powder, which was made by Mrs. Zhenbeihou. Your majesty, if you don’t need it, the minister will let the sister-in-law accept it.” Qin Lingyun, who has reduced the beads to ten a day, did not dare to waste it. , I continued to write on the desktop with tea, and when I wrote "orphans, absolutes, and manuscripts", he started writing especially hard, showing that I was envious in my heart.

The Emperor Sheng Yuan carefully pulled the colored rope away, and questioned him, "How do you know that I can't make it? If it is placed in a hollow wooden box or a kit, it can be used as an incense tube or sachet. Next time she will return the gift. You must turn in everything."

Qin Lingyun made a gesture of condemnation, but he wondered: Next time I will return a gift, that is to say, your Majesty will give a gift? Even the most precious Legalist classics were willing, showing that Guan Suyi was his true lover. Ye Zhen has been in the camp for many years. In the end, it is not as good as the relationship between her Majesty and Guan Suyi. Poorly, she still thinks that she is very much loved. After she has obtained a dispensable decoration, everyone knows it. In the end, Instead, his face was discouraged. In the past few years, the Ye family still didn't grow up like that, but wanted to become the next top celebrity. They didn't know whether to say they were sad or hateful.

While thinking, Emperor Sheng Yuan had opened the lid of the box, and a strong fragrance rushed over his face, making people drunk. The monarch and the courtier cleared their heads, and then took a deep breath uncontrollably. When they looked closely, they found that the box was not a spice, but a bright and white clip, which was completely different from the one sold in the bookstore. It is thicker, smoother, and whiter, and has a silky touch. There are also light yellow osmanthus flowers dotted with it. The good looks are rare.

"What kind of paper is this? I have never seen it on the market, but the tribute and Baixuan are not as good as this in case!" Qin Lingyun was so shocked that he even forgot to close his mantra. His Majesty stopped him with a stern look.

Emperor Sheng Yuan did not enjoy these clips, but picked up the top-level thank-you post, and slowly looked. Qin Lingyun glanced briefly, and said in amazement, "What a domineering brushstroke, there is the sound of knives, guns, swords and halberds colliding between the horizontal hooks, and there is a dragon and tiger leaping from the transition. The old man Guan is worthy of being a master of the world, and he has taught such a grandson. Daughter! How on earth did she practice? Someday we will ask Mr. Guan for advice! There are no illusions under the prestige, and the family of writers is really amazing!"

The emperor Sheng Yuan also couldn't help but admiration, and the feeling of appreciation that could not be restrained, now added a bit of admiration. He originally thought that women were only suitable for small letters with hairpins, but Ye Zhen's handwriting was a must, but he didn't expect that he was ignorant and ignorant.

Good word! He made a secret compliment, then looked down, and then became more admired. It turned out that this folder was not purchased from a bookstore, but the wife made straw pulp by herself, dried and pressed. The sweet-scented osmanthus on it was selected by her, and the process was complicated and delicate. It is not an exaggeration to praise even a "smart workmanship".

Attached to the production secret of Jiaxuan, she went on to write-The gift presented by Lord Hou is a peerless treasure. I can't bear to refuse. Although I don't want to be greedy and brazen, I don't want to pretend to be indifferent to return the treasure. Therefore, the value of "Xiangxuehai" that I have studied for a long time is presented as a gift. Although the value is not equal, the heart is full of sincerity.

A few short sentences have fully expressed her love for books, and the Emperor Sheng Yuan can't help but snuggle, and the heart of the dragon rejoices.

Putting the post in a thick book for the time being, so as not to be crumpled or damaged, he took out the folder to show and appreciate it, and muttered, "Madam is really good."

Qin Lingyun took out a few buddha beads, meaning that they were authentic, "Some people regard pearls and jade as treasures, and some people regard words as treasures, but they have different horizons and different connotations. However, the world is dazzling, black and white are reversed, and the vulgar people love it. , Is highly praised; the noble and clean are despised, and the pearl is covered in dust. It is really sad and ridiculous. Madam Zhenbeihou is indeed good, but who can appreciate it?"

I admire it very much. This sentence is like a throat, hard to vomit for a long time. Emperor Sheng Yuan gave Zhen Xihou a cold look and waved his hand mercilessly, "The return gift has been delivered, you can go now."

Qin Lingyun, who was thrown away after being used up, could only salute and retire. After leaving Weiyang Palace, he stood on the side of the road and laughed for a while before strolling out of Gaomen.

After retiring from idle people and waiting, Emperor Sheng Yuan took out the reply and continued to read it. There was a burst of joy and regret in his heart, and there was still a bit of depression and continuous sorrow.

He was born in the army, surrounded by vulgar people, used to fight and kill, dance with knives and guns, and even women can't avoid vulgarity. He is the only one who loves reading and literacy, which seems incompatible with others. He was the first emperor, so naturally he didn't know how to govern the country.

In order to show his prestige and stabilize the situation, no matter how hard it is, he can only carry it alone. Whenever the night is quiet and sleepless, he is extremely eager for someone to talk, or guide the maze, or talk and laugh. Guan Suyi appeared at this time, like a spark falling into the scales, colliding with his mind and even his heart, creating a dazzling flame. She would not impose her views on him like courtiers, forcing him to adopt them, she just said happily, and others only need to listen happily, and smile at each other at the end, which is very hearty.

Such an attitude is undoubtedly the most comfortable and safest, comparable to the jade liquid, addicted to drinking.

The Emperor Shengyuan laughed for a while, sighed for a while, and finally put the reply and the clip into a secret compartment, and lay down to sleep, and Du Liu Baifu wondered in horror: Why did the emperor have a relationship with the new Mrs. Zhenbeihou again? Heart. Master Zhao Hou, you really have suffered a **** mold for eight lifetimes!