The old woman twisted her body, shook her body, and gave her a contemptuous look, "Go, whoever wants your crap, I only want money."

"This is difficult to handle. I really don't have much money now." Hua Xiangrong spread her hands, distressed.

Liu Qingyao, who managed the middle school, had deducted two-thirds of the monthly silver from Lanyuan, and left a third of it, and half of it was embezzled by this nanny Zhao. Their lives in Lanyuan depended on their own efforts.

of.

The old woman raised her head and replied confidently and confidently: "Then we will go to the prince to make a review."

If it were before, she would definitely take care of Hua Xiangrong privately and quietly, but today is different from the past.

This fictitious princess attracted quite a lot of attention from the prince and stole the limelight, so she did not dare to lynching her.

Hua Xiangrong didn't want to bring this matter to Fu Jiuchen, so she turned around and asked Luliu in a low voice: "Lvliu, how much money do we still have?"

"Princess, we have no money." The little maid was angry and didn't want to pay back the money at all. It was not their fault.

In the end, the cost of the decoction and medicine was not settled, and the matter still came to Fu Jiuchen.

A group of women stood in Fu Jiuchen's study.

Fu Jiuchen was sitting in front of the case, looking through the memorials from various states with an expressionless face.

Minghan reported to him the woman's drama: "That's it, Your Majesty, the Princess went to the rose garden today according to your order, and was going to learn pot throwing and flower arrangement from Concubine Liu. The Concubine was polite and brought some to Concubine Liu.

...gifts, and then the old hen suddenly went crazy and scratched Aunt Zhao."

"You even knocked out your teeth?" the old woman suddenly interrupted.

Fu Jiuchen glanced over with a gloomy look, and she was so frightened that she immediately shut up.

After the report, Fu Jiuchen continued to read the memorial. During this period, he glanced at Hua Xiangrong and found that she was not injured, so he looked back at the memorial.

After reading one book after another, it felt like there was gold and jade in the memorial, and I just couldn't stop.

Just like that, a group of them were allowed to stand there blankly, not daring to take a breath.

There was a large group of people standing in the study, but it was eerily quiet. There was no other sound except Fu Jiuchen's rustling as he turned over the memorials.

No one is sure how Fu Jiuchen will judge today's matter.

Finally, he removed the pile of memorials in front of Fu Jiuchen down to the last one.

Just when everyone thought he had to read the last memorial before giving them away, he suddenly stood up.

I walked to the window and looked outside through the carved window coffin. It was raining continuously outside, and the green bricks in the courtyard were also wet with water. Every one of them was washed clean by the rain.

He didn't say anything, and everyone still didn't dare to move or say a word.

Gululu...

Someone's stomach made an embarrassing sound.

Hua Xiangrong breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, with so many people standing here, no one could tell who made the noise.

Gululu...

Another call came.

Now everyone seemed to recognize that the sound came from Hua Xiangrong's belly.

"It's so rude, Your Majesty, look at her." Liu Qingyao glanced at Hua Xiangrong with disdain, and looked at Fu Jiuchen with delicate eyes.

Fu Jiuchen naturally heard the snoring sound coming from Hua Xiangrong's stomach.

Hua Xiangrong blushed and covered her stomach.
Chapter completed!