"Crash".

Zhu Hong’s door opened, and Liang Ren and Mrs. Chengpingbo, who were furious, walked out one after another. They were surrounded by them. Otherwise, they might have taken action long ago, even though the above-mentioned incident would not have happened.

Liang Ren sneered: "Madam, everyone is here. You can point fingers and see, who are you quarreling with?"

Swing a sleeve down, as if he disliked a piece of braised candy.

Mrs. Chengpingbo was furious, her eyes were filled with ice and she refused to suffer a loss word by word: "Your Highness, please listen to me again. After dinner, my girl Chaxiang went out to buy things. A person jumped out of the way and almost beat her. Although it was dark and the lights on the side of the road were unclear, Chaxiang also recognized it clearly. Those who bullied me were still the ones. What happened to Tian'er bullying me?"

His eyes swept across the pillow and returned to Liang Ren: "Make the decision for me, otherwise I will not be alive..."

Mrs. Xiao Xuan rushed forward like anger, danced and excitedly. She held Liang Ren firmly with her hands, and put herself on Liang Ren's chest, and her face was fiercely locked in Mrs. Chengpingbo: "You are bullying people, you are bullying people!"

This person started. When Mrs. Jiang and others saw him, they refused to show weakness to Mrs. Xiao Xuan. They rushed up to surround Liang Ren in the middle. They were all fancy and their clothes were colorful. Liang Ren, who was handsome, suddenly became a new beauty.

Even though the two of them were united just now, Mrs. Chengpingbo suddenly became disgusted. This scene was too unremarkable, and the scenes of the people around her appeared...disgusted.

She started acting, but she got involved in the show, and the disgust she showed in her expression was enough to make others disgust.

This look was like a hook, and Liang Ren was also directly involved in the role. He suddenly realized that this young and respectful vassal who was admirable in his chastity thought he was romantic. Even if she did things for him, she might not really respect him. Liang Ren hesitated to take his new and old hatreds out of need.

Any His Highness who openly raises six outdoor rooms can be considered romantic, although the parties involved will not admit it, like Liang Ren.

Liang Ren found a reason for himself. If he had kept himself clean, he would not be able to get along with the officials of Nanxing left by King Hong. This reason is the most commonly used and sympathetic one for romantic men, but if it is not romantic, it can be managed well, so this reason is only recognized by Liang Ren and his consenters.

Liang Ren, who left the deep palace, left the capital next, which means that he would manage Nanxing well and would break away from his current control and his current concern.

For more than ten years, he has not received care from his father, and he doesn't want to grow up. As long as he is in charge of the marriage, Liang Ren will get his own life from now on.

If you want to sing, just sing.

The freedom to cry is not imposed by others.

He tried every means to avoid those who gave marriage and beat him up. Of course, he would not mind the idea of ​​his Highness in marriage, because he would take charge of it.

His freedom and his preferences are governed by him.

Romance is the best excuse; lingering in women is the best reason to scare away the marriage.

Last point, it is the same importance as avoiding marriage. The Master said: Food and sex are also natural. King Liang Ren of Jin was a normal person. He had his own needs. Why don’t he do it if he meets him and all those who are looking for reasons for love?

Moreover, he does not admit his romanticism because he has political reasons, family reasons, and his own needs.

Even if you beat Your Highness to death, you will not admit that he has his own needs, family reasons, or political reasons.

The sudden hatred of Mrs. Chengpingbo was like a sharp knife, which made Liang Ren cover a large fig leaf without a trace, allowing the red lust hesitant heart to reveal the truth, causing Liang Ren to rise in his hesitant nameless fire, including the helpless fire that was bullying King Lu, and the convergence of ancient brains.

Until he stopped hesitating and completely confronted Mrs. Chengpingbo. One was a widow who was bullied by the husband and was full of distrust of the outsiders, so he protected his short-skinned wife; the other was a romantic and flower-protecting her own dignity,

Mrs. Chengpingbo put out the tea fragrance and her voice changed: "Go and recognize, look for the person who bullies us."

Liang Ren sneered: "You recognize it, but you can't tell me if you don't recognize it."

Cha Xiang's eyes swept over the people beside her pillow, and Xiaotao was the first to shrink back to Mrs. Chen. Mrs. Nangong's girl Xiang Yuan saw that she could show her face. She snorted coldly and stood up with her chest, feeling that there was no need to be afraid of having your highness backing.

In fact, Cha Xiang, who was supported by His Highness, saw her arrogant and pointed her nails on Xiang's round nose: "You almost hit me."

Xiangyuan was stunned: "Hey! Can you see clearly with your eyes?"

Cha Xiang spoke exactly the same as hers, and said the opposite: "Hey, you have your eyes and see clearly where this is. Is it okay to see clearly? It's not your turn to be crazy."

Then, after nearly a quarter of an hour, Cha Xiang insisted that it was Xiang Yuan: "It's you, why didn't you stand up? Only those who are used to being arrogant in normal times will bully us, and it must be you!"

People quarreled with tea fragrance by the pillow, and the girls and mothers of the Lin family quarreled with each other. The three women seemed to be in the same show. There were no less than thirty here, and the whole street was harassed. Candlelights from the neighboring house lit up one after another, and people came out to watch one or two... The dogs in the nearby street barked wildly, like thirty opera troupes singing big plays.

Xiangyuan's breath was bitter, and she retreated with tears in her eyes. She cried lightly behind Mrs. Nangong's back, looking at Liang Ren from the corner of her eyes. The tight face was so scary that he could see that he was angry with Mrs. Chengpingbo, but she was expecting him to have anger, but Xiangyuan didn't wait.

The fragrance fades away, and the confidence of the tea fragrance increases greatly.

After Chengping Bo's death, who would not be angry about the experience of Mrs. Bo? The aura accumulated by the tea fragrance broke out today.

She forced Xiangyuan to retreat, and her fingers moved and pointed to the girl of Mrs. Xiaoxuan: "Hey, I remembered it wrongly. It's not her. It should be you. You both have round faces and similar figures. Did you almost hit me?"

The friendship between the person beside the pillow was really shallow. When Mrs. Nangong heard this, she sneered. Even Xiangyuan jumped out and pointed at Mrs. Xiaoxuan's girl, and said angrily: "It turns out that you harmed me."

Mrs. Nangong had Xiangyuan. Mrs. Xiaoxuan was jealous of Mrs. Nangong's way of competing for favor and pestered Liang Ren to buy her a girl with a similar face to Xiangyuan.

Mrs. Xiao Xuan usually doesn’t accept Mrs. Nangong, so why do you imitate her behind her back? It’s not because Mrs. Nangong is the most favored one among the people next to her. On the surface, this is the case.

Two girls Cha Xiang and Xiangyuan testified that one girl was, one testified that she beat someone, and the other testified that she hurt herself. For another quarter of an hour, Mr. Qiao on the street next door rushed over and asked Liang Ren: "Your Highness, what kind of morality is it in the midnight trouble for the treacherous family?"

The people around the pillow rushed up, and their sharp voices were filled with justice. Mr. Qiao: "It was her who robbed His Highness in the middle of the night!"

Mr. Qiao was annoyed: "Stop talking!"

He suppressed his voice at Liang Ren, and the person shivered slightly, obviously making him angry. He didn't need to use any written words and said bluntly: "Your Highness, this is a widow."

It was another quarter of an hour before the pillow man quarreled with the Lin family for several rounds. Mrs. Chengpingbo insisted on trying to hit the murderer. Mr. Qiao was not arguing and firmly approached her. Liang Ren insisted that Cha Xiang recognize who it was. Cha Xiang suddenly said, "Hey, it seems that it's not you,"

She had a bitter face: "What should I do? I can't remember it now."

Mrs. Chengpingbo comforted her: "Don't worry, go back and have a sleep first. Maybe you will recognize it clearly when you wake up tomorrow."

After saying that, he bowed to Mr. Qiao, because she was Mr. Qiao, and Mr. Qiao returned the gift.

"You are working hard again, please go back and rest. This girl is scared and you will understand it tomorrow."

Mr. Qiao took preconceived ideas, but he was unreasonable but he said, "Yes, go rest and have something to say during the day."

Amid the voices of opposition from the person beside the pillow: "Don't leave,"

"It's all your trouble, why should you leave?"

"Bang!"

The door was closed, and the four big words "Chengping Bo Mansion" on the front of the door were majestic looking at the person in the farce.

Mr. Qiao asked the neighbors to close their doors and restore the tranquility of the late night, and Liang Ren and the person next to him left.

Mrs. Xiao Xuan cursed: "It's you for a while, and it's not you for a while. Will Your Highness talk nonsense here? Your Highness, you want to make the decision for me."

Compared to this farce, the people around the pillow still think that competing for favor is more important, and they doubt each other and believe Mrs. Chengpingbo's words. They all believe that one of the girls did beat the Lin family.

The origin of farce is no longer important, and the current battle is the most deadly. Mrs. Nangong also came over and said, "Your Highness, you must also make the decision for me."

"Your Highness,"

"Your Highness,"

One by one, Mrs. Chen has never been used to competing for favor, so she just made up her mind and spoke. In fact, she didn't like to say such words, so she didn't say them.

It was another quarter of a farce. Mrs. Xiao Xuan accused Xiangyuan of rebelling in her nest. Xiangyuan retorted to her Madam Xiao Xuan's girl like her: "No one can learn the nature of a celebrating her natural appearance."

Mrs. Xiao Xuan hated her for exposing her shortcomings in public, so she slapped her hard, Xiang Yuan pushed her head up, and Mrs. Xiao Xuan made a mistake and pushed Mrs. Jiang to the ground.

The dogs around were shouting, and the show was still singing here.

Liang Ren finished his sentence with one sentence, and he was calm and focused on Chengpingbo’s mansion. Three words burst out from his teeth: “I can’t afford to offend him.”

The person next to the pillow suddenly realized that Mrs. Jiang should take over His Highness tonight. She had a generous face and didn't care about being knocked down by Xiangyuan. Mrs. Xiao Xuan and Mrs. Nangong said in unhappiness: "Yes, it should be her fault."

The one from Uncle Chengping’s Lin family.

Soon they left, the dog stopped yelling, the street quietly returned to loneliness, and the bright moon and breeze reoccupied its world.

No one knows that in this news that entertains the public tomorrow morning, a big thing has been resolved.

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Wen Gongbo’s Mansion is an old family in Beijing. It has been sorted out for several generations of rules for work, rest and diet. The married daughter, Mrs. Mao Taizai, also strictly abides by it.

Early in the morning, she got up according to the hour, and did not use ginger in autumn, but used red date soup. The news came in at this time. After hearing the beginning, Mrs. Mao Dazai sprayed the red date soup directly. There was a little mess around. Mao Dazai didn't care about affecting her famous family cultivation. She was so shocked that she murmured: "Is this true?"

"Yes, the widows robbed His Highness in the middle of the night, and they made several streets uneasy. This is the real thing."

Mrs. Mao Tazai came to her senses. If she had no cultivation in a famous family, she might have cursed. The cursed words braked on her throat at the last moment, turning into a few words that were indifferent to the suppression of the common people: "It's so inconsistent!"

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I urgently need gifts, recommendation tickets, comments, monthly tickets prepared for listing, and rewards with various clever names, otherwise the children's hearts will be hurt...
Chapter completed!