The good times of Fujin

After waiting and waiting, when the emperor returned from his southern tour in the sixth year of Qianlong, Jing Xian was promoted to the imperial concubine, but this little Geng family failed to become one of Hong Zhou's women.Just when Little Gunn was about to adopt the only effective method with endless troubles - prescribing drugs.Unfortunately, before she poured the medicine into the tea bowl and sent it to Hong Zhou, the wolf and tiger medicine she bought and herself were sent to Hong Zhou.

"Tell me, who are you planning to give this wolf and tiger medicine to?" Hong Zhou sat on the grand master's chair with his legs crossed, looking like he deserved a beating.

Looking at the physical evidence in front of him, Little Geng instantly possessed himself as a little swallow: "Prince He, you are slandering me! It must be Fujin who framed me! I have served the concubine well, where would I have the time to buy some wolf and tiger clothes?" Medicine!" Geng Shi Ruoxi's eyes widened, she straightened her back, straightened her neck, and confronted the prince.

"Oh! It's really rare to see a woman who dares to stare at you!" Hong Zhou seemed to have seen something novel, and Geng Ruoxi was overjoyed. Before the smile appeared on his face, Hong Zhou continued: "Except My father, mother, brother, anyone who dares to stare at me has already reported to Yan Wang Ye, anyway, you are not missing, come here, let me drag this girl out to beat you for a hundred bucks!" In this [-] Where a big blow can kill a person, hit a hundred big blows, Hong Zhou, are you afraid that Little Geng's death is not thorough enough?

"What?!" Little Geng exclaimed, before she could say "everyone is equal, you are bullying others" and other novel words, she was gagged and dragged out.It's a pity that Little Geng has been planning for a long time. He has no ambition of the heroine but no golden finger of the heroine. He was instantly killed by Prince He soon after appearing on the stage.

The prince and the prince dealt with the little Geng family, and there were simultaneous live broadcasts from the concubine Geng and Erinbu.Concubine Geng just sighed and said nothing.Although she was just a distant niece, she didn't have much affection, and she didn't like Geng Ruoxi's style, but she really dealt with it, and she still felt a little uncomfortable in her heart.There is even more worry about the family - how can the daughter of the Geng family be educated if she can do things like drug the prince?Time to bang bang bang bang.Oops, Concubine Geng made a mistake, the Geng family's education is fine, but it's Geng Ruoxi who has the problem!

For Concubine Geng's side, apart from beating her own family, all she had to do was chant sutras.Hearing the news, Elinbu waved his hands away from the servants around him, and just sat on the edge of the bed, dazed in a daze.

Hong Zhou heard that neither his mother nor his wife had any objection to his handling method, and he didn't wait for the one hundred boards to be finished there, anyway, someone would help him watch over it.He patted his butt and went shopping!

He walked in a chic way, but the women in the backyard couldn't be chic.In the backyard, there are more than one or two maids who want to climb into their men's bed. Most of the time, they just need to look at their men with a small eye, and the rest of the matter can go with the flow and go with the flow.But in Prince He's Mansion, once this kind of girl is caught, there is usually only one end--in the rumors and gossips of ridicule and disdain, she will be sent to Zhuangzi to never recover in this life.

The reason is that Prince He is a "very principled" host - he doesn't eat meat that is not cooked by his mother and wife.Therefore, this also led to his backyard being a relatively simple one among the yellow belt and the red belt.As for what you said, and the prince himself was struck by lightning, and suddenly fell in love with some woman - that's impossible!What do you and the prince do?The biggest dude in the capital city, he owns a top-notch brothel under his own business, the kind of rich second generation + official second generation, what kind of woman has he never seen?You should be that little pincer who couldn't move when he saw the little white flower!

When the male master has principles, the women in the backyard will naturally be much more peaceful - the male master is not the key to determining fate, but the female master is the key.So, all the women in the backyard rushed to show courteousness in front of Geng and Erinbu. During this period of time, the happiest one was Xiao Geng, and then she was photographed dead.Of course the women in the backyard didn't know that Little Geng was shot to death because she tried to drug Prince He, but she was shot to death because she offended Concubine Geng.For a while, the women in the backyard became more and more careful to please the concubine.Concubine Toffee has lived many comfortable days, and she feels extremely happy.

Er Linbu knew the cause and effect of the matter, thinking that Geng also reaped the consequences, but he was always uncomfortable.The colder Hong Zhou is towards the concubines in the backyard, the more he proves that he has no heart!Hong Zhou respected her a lot.From the day she married into Prince He's Mansion, Hong Zhou regarded her as a "special favor", and this kind of special favor was even more rare with the acquiescence of Concubine Geng.She knows all this.But since when did she gradually become dissatisfied with being a "normal" couple?

At the beginning, when she first entered Prince He's Mansion, Elinbu's mother-in-law told her: "To treat your husband, you can respect, you can like, but you can't love!" But if people's feelings can be controlled by reason, then There would be no Butterfly Lovers, no Huo Xiaoyu, and so many idiots.Under Hongzhou's pampering day after day, Elinbu also gradually became greedy.

When did Hong Zhou go to rest with other women, and she began to suffer from insomnia?Since when, when Hong Zhou came back from the brothel with a smell of powder all over his body, she didn't like to help him wash and change his clothes?Since when did she, Elinbu, actually start counting the time when her men come home during the day?Since when did she see Hong Zhou telling her those concubines and the children in her womb to be at her disposal without any pressure, did she feel sad when the rabbit died?

It was Hong Zhou who spoiled her!

He will always be with her when she first enters the palace and is not used to it; he will find appetizing food for her after she is pregnant; Supporting other women without hesitation when she was pregnant... Although, he may like doing this, but it is more because he is supporting the "patriarchal clan", right?Er Linbu seems to be unable to control his heart well, which is the most taboo point of being a "backyard CEO of a large feudal family".

Elinbu has already begun to fall into the horns of the legend... Thinking about it, she herself felt that she was hypocritical, sighed, and wondered, is it that the little days are coming again, why is she so twisted in her heart these days What about Ba?After struggling for a while, a nanny came to report, saying that Yongbi woke up from a nap and was clamoring for her mother.Er Linbu quickly took over his son, and he was in no mood to think about those messes.

Hong Zhou, who went out with a birdcage, was unaware of his own Fujin's various struggles, and Zheng Huan ran around the streets and alleys of Sijiu City, planning to find a better cage and a pair of blue and white food for his thrush. Cans, jugs.Passing by an antique shop that I often go to, I went in for a stroll, but I didn't find food and water jars, but I found a set of tea sets from the Song Dynasty.Hmm, my own Fujin seems to like making tea very much recently?Give it to her!So, respecting the first wife is really just Elinbu's imagination, Hong Zhou is obviously a hidden wife and slave!

The author has something to say: It has been updated, and the Internet will be forcibly disconnected at 10:[-]!Let’s put these first, long breaks are really the best way to kill inspiration...