When Xiao Jiaojiao got married, the crippled king stood up and pampered her.

Zhao Ruhui's eyelids twitched.

Yun Jinghuang seems to have opened up his mind recently.

He threatened Emperor Wen in public before, but now his casual verses still stump Jing Ge.

If I study hard again, what will happen?

"Second sister."

Yun Jingge also had to get up and call her to stop.

She personally picked up the big bundle on the ground and stuffed it into Yun Jinghuang's arms:

"Since you like it, take it.

It really makes my sister feel bad to see you look like a little bunny. "

As he spoke, he held the brocade handkerchief and wiped away her tears like a close sister.

Yun Jinghuang took a step back: "No, I don't want it...my mother even scolded me...and asked me to kneel down...I can't want my sister's things...

I should go back and read a book, what I did was really bad..."

"Second sister."

Yun Jingge endured the disgust in his heart and patiently coaxed her:

"It was my mother who was too cruel. Since my sister's things belong to her, can she still make the decision herself?

If I say it's for you, I'll give it to you. It's a golden word that cannot be changed. "

After speaking, she glanced at Zhao Ruhui.

Zhao Ruhui had no choice but to step forward and said: "Huang'er, mother just thinks that you are acting too recklessly.

Take it if you want, don't spill the tea.

Fortunately, the tea is warm today. What if it is boiling hot? What would you do if it got burned? "

"And what you said about reading, don't I understand that you are so smart? You can read a few lines and then feel sleepy? Why do you torture yourself like that?

Life is short, live it as happily as you want.

What's the use of learning? What is the use of the Four Books and Five Classics? Become a nerd? "

Zhao Ruhui took Yun Jinghuang's hand and patted it:

"In the future, when a woman gets married, she will not be at home caring for her husband and raising children, and she will have to forget everything she has learned so hard.

Do you think there are many married women nowadays who still recite poetry and paint? That's what makes people laugh. "

Yun Jinghuang sneered in his heart.

started again.

She had heard these brainwashing words since she was a child.

This happens every time, which dampens her enthusiasm for learning.

But now she clearly knows that learning may seem useless, but it can make a person feel confident.

Learning is so that even if you live in a desolate land, you will see the southern mountains leisurely under the eastern fence, instead of seeing the loess and mud, quarreling with your elder sisters and aunts for crops.

Yun Jinghuang gathered all her thoughts and only raised her eyes to look at them:

"Really...can I not study? Can these things really be taken away?"

"of course."

Yun Jingge concealed the sarcasm in her heart and smiled, "Among all the sisters, you are the most innocent one."

The most stupid person!

Yun Jinghuang seemed to not understand their expressions, and a smile instantly broke out on his face:

"Okay! Then I'll take all of these!

And this, this, I want them all! "

She walked over again and picked up a bunch of things.

There were only a handful of things left on Yun Jingge's shelf, and they were all outdated and old.

Yun Jingge's face darkened for the first time.

Those things were all collected by the brothers after a lot of hard work. They were hard to buy for a lot of money, but Yun Jinghuang just took them all away!

But right now, I can't say anything, I can only grit my teeth and swallow it.

Yun Jinghuang almost emptied all of Yun Jingge's things, carrying the oversized baggage and saying:

"It's late, I should go back.

Sister, think about that poem carefully. There are still two days until the poetry conference ends. "

As she walked out carrying her baggage, she said:

"Two days. With your intelligence, you will be able to answer such a simple sentence!"

"You are the most talented woman, so work hard!"

"If I can't win, wouldn't I be worse than a loser like me?"

She turned back to Yun Jingge and winked mischievously.

In the room, Yun Jingge and Zhao Ruhui both had pale faces.

After Yun Jinghuang left completely, Zhao Ruhui looked at Yun Jingge:

"Jing Ge, she speaks very rudely, don't take it to heart."

"You must think carefully about that poem. No matter what, the most talented woman can only be you!"

Yun Jinghuang, that idiot, a waste, a concubine despised by the world, is not worthy!

No one can take away her daughter's light!

After Yun Jinghuang left the Winter Garden carrying a huge baggage, she didn't leave in a hurry. Instead, she came to Tingyuyuan.

This is Fu Yujun’s yard.

Fu Yujun, her real biological mother and the legitimate mistress of the Prime Minister's Mansion.

Fu Yujun is quiet by nature and likes listening to the rain by the window.

She was born in the Fuguo Palace. Her parents loved each other all their lives and gave birth to two brothers and her.

She also grew up surrounded by thousands of favors and has never experienced any intrigues.

Poetry, singing, and admiring flowers and scenery are her greatest pleasures.

When she was a child, Fu Yujun said to her:

"Huang'er, although you are not my daughter, I still treat you as my daughter."

"I think your mother has some issues with your upbringing. What's really good for you is not to indulge you, but to supervise you appropriately."

"If you keep this up, you'll be ruined."

But she didn't know this at that time. She only knew that Fu Yujun asked her to endorse books every morning and asked her to stay in class at night, which made her miserable.

In her heart, Fu Yujun is the old witch of extinction.

Zhao Ruhui also said coaxingly: "Fu Yujun looks gentle and gentle, but in fact he is just pretending to show off to your father and wants to take away all our love.

She is not a good person, so don't listen to her nonsense. "

"Come, mother bought you candy and your favorite toys."

She is still very young and doesn't know anything. She only knows that candy is sweet, toys are fun, and people who play with her are good to her.

then……

She has regarded Fu Yujun as her enemy since she was a child.

He also followed Zhao Ruhui's advice and often went to Tingyuyuan when he was seven years old.

The tea given to Fu Yujun was laced with a chronic poison from far away.

Even the smart people in Fu Guogong's mansion have never seen that kind of poison.

Even now, she doesn't have it in her medical bag.

And every time, it was just a small amount of sesame seeds, and it lasted for a whole year, and it was only then that Fu Yujun's body was weakened without anyone noticing, and Fu Yujun became a vegetative state paralyzed in bed.

Yun Jinghuang just thought about it and clenched his hands tightly.

That's her biological mother! But she became someone else's pawn to murder her mother!

During the investigation at that time, no one would have thought that an eight-year-old child could poison her, and everyone avoided her.

But the two uncles of the Duke of Fu, as well as the nine brothers, as well as the grandfather and grandmother, all had doubts.

Zhao Ruhui is obviously the person with the most purpose and motivation.

But they tried every means and still couldn't find any clues.

Zhao Ruhui also took care of Fu Yujun in Tingyu Courtyard every day, even taking care of Fu Yujun. No servant could do that.

Coupled with Yun Jingge's assist and cooperation as a legitimate daughter.

Finally, Zhao Ruhui gained everyone's trust.

The following year, Zhao Ruhui happened to save the Empress Dowager and was posthumously named First Grade Imperial Lady by the court.

For this reason, Yun Zhenrong promoted her to his equal wife and made her the mistress of the Prime Minister's Mansion.

A woman who came out of a brothel became a noble lady envied by everyone in the capital, and became prosperous.

But Fu Yujun, the eldest daughter of the Fuguo Palace, was paralyzed in bed and was gradually forgotten...

By the way, before that, the younger siblings were sent to a distant land due to a major conspiracy...

"Wow wow wow..."

Suddenly it started to rain.

At the beginning of spring, a heavy snow suddenly fell, as if it was taking away the frost and cold of winter, as if it was crying about the long-lasting past.

The rain was heavy, and for a while, rain curtains were drawn out one after another on the eaves of the sloping tiled houses in Tingyuyuan.

Yun Jinghuang walked over and looked at the courtyard-style building with gurgling rain.

The person lying inside was her biological mother, the biological mother who was murdered by her own hands.

If mother was still awake, she would be enjoying her tea and enjoying the rain.

Unfortunately……

"What are you doing here?"

A stern voice suddenly came.