"So my aunt isn't here? Then my cousin remembers that instead of staying here, it's better to eat it and replenish my cousin's body. Maybe I can be my cousin next year." He Lingxi smiled and looked at the little girl who lived in the small house.
There was still a pretentious Luo Ming dance in the dilapidated yard, and she didn't want to take a look at it.
Here, the only one who can make her fall in love is Song Ting.
After sending He Lingxi away, Luo Mingwu asked people to dispose of the two chickens. It was best to burn them and bury them in a pit.
"What is this?" As soon as Song Ting entered the door, he saw two old hens crawling on the ground.
"It was sent by He Lingxi, specially for me to replenish my body. My sister reminded me before that I was afraid there would be a problem." Luo Mingwu knew everything about her husband.
Song Ting immediately told his wife to stay away and found two ropes to tie up the old hen.
"I'm going to find my uncle. You stay at home and be obedient. Mother should be back soon. Don't open the door when irrelevant people come." Song Ting said worriedly. His wife had looked haggard these past two days, and he had restrained himself during sexual intercourse.
It would be bad to let some unexplained person delay his wife's rest. It would be uneconomical.
"Okay, you go."
Luo Jingyao didn't hear Hong Jian's report until the next morning.
"So, there is something wrong with all the chickens raised in that home? Are they raised specially to provide for people in need?"
"It should be that the Song family's uncle found the second young master. It was the people the second young master found who found out. He said that the chickens were fed with special medicines from the time they hatched. Because they were too cold, they would not be raised in large quantities. Hundreds of chickens were raised in large quantities.
Only a dozen can be raised, and the chicken after success will be so delicate and tender that it only takes two to ruin a woman's body, especially with chicken soup."
Hong Jian shuddered as he spoke, it was so sinister.
"How did He Lingyao know about it?" Luo Jingyao thought. Although He Lingyao became the concubine of the second prince, his hands were still very long. She knew these dirty things very well.
Hong Jian thought to herself that she was still not capable enough. Otherwise, when her master had questions, she should have answered them immediately instead of being confused.
This made her make a decision.
This will also allow Luo Jingyao to earn a lot of money in the future just from intelligence rewards.
"Has my second brother solved the source? You go and ask." Luo Jingyao was very afraid of this unpredictable and harmful technique.
"I'll go now." Hong Jian left in a hurry, Luo Jingyao was thoughtful.
As for the Second Prince's Mansion, He Lingyao was only thirteen years old, but she was as attractive as a ripe peach. Her little face was white and rosy, the color was gorgeous, her chest was billowy, her waist was as thin as a willow, and she was wearing pink and skimpy clothes.
Long skirt, angry eyebrows.
"Idiot." This resource was wasted.
"Auntie, what should we do now?" She was almost discovered by the second young master today.
Liu'er looked scared.
"Now that it's gone, I can only rely on myself in the future." What else can we do? They have all been destroyed. Can we still save it?
"Since the outside has been destroyed, we can't leave any clues." He Lingyao glanced at Liu'er, who trembled and retreated with a pale face.
"Why are your lives so good? So hard?" He Lingyao said to herself. She finally found out what kind of medicine the old lady Huang Guifei gave her, which made her look like this and ruined her body.
, but before she even stretched out her hand from the Second Prince's Mansion, everything was ruined.
On this day, a girl who was lighting a fire in the kitchen died silently in the Second Prince's Mansion.
He Lingyao breathed a sigh of relief, probably because she felt relieved. In fact, it would be more reassuring if those two people were dead, but she was reluctant to use such a vicious method.
In fact, she didn't know that the imperial concubine did let the nanny do something to her. The ingredients for various soups were indeed chicken soup, but it would only ruin her body and make her unable to have children in the future, and her increasingly beautiful appearance was caused by something else.
A kind of medicine.
"You asked?" Luo Jingyao was surprised.
"Back to the Master, the Second Young Master said that this matter involves too much. The old couple has been brought to justice, but this matter can only end here." It can't even be put on the surface, because the old couple left a book with it.
It's a portrait of a person, how many animals he bought, and how many times he came here. Apart from not knowing whose house they belong to, the other records are quite detailed.
"If they are like this, they are not afraid of disaster for their descendants?"
"Master, they have no children, and the portrait painted by the old woman is lifelike." However, the album cannot be shown to the master because it needs to be used as a foundation for Shuntian Mansion.
"That's it." Luo Jingyao told Prince An when she went to bed. Originally, Prince An, who was wrapped up tightly, was going to let his little princess see and touch it, but in the end, the girl only talked about today's events, which was a bit unnecessary.
He didn't even look at him.
It made him very frustrated.
However, what the little girl said aroused his curiosity, but he did not ask anything and would only let Qingxuan investigate.
"Go to bed quickly. You have to get up early tomorrow." I don't understand the use of the emperor asking him to go to the horse racing field when he is a disabled person.
After thinking about it, King An felt bad, closed his eyes and lay up straight.
But in the middle of the night, he regretted why he didn't go to the side hall to rest?
Because the arrogant people are coming again.
King An forced himself to ignore that touch of softness.
When she opened her eyes in the morning, Luo Jingyao saw the person next to her and yawned: "Good morning, Your Highness."
"Morning." King An said hoarsely, motionless.
Luo Jingyao got up but didn't get up. She was stunned for a moment and felt something was wrong. When she took a look, she found that she was lying in Wang An's arms, grabbing his pajamas with her teeth and claws, her chest was wrinkled, and her head was resting on his arm.
Luo Jingyao rolled her eyes: "Your Highness, you can let me go."
"Princess, you should let me go first." King An lowered his head and motioned Luo Jingyao to take a closer look to see who was like an octopus.
"Really? I'm so sleepy that I can't tell, haha." Didn't you have a mouth before? Has it grown recently?
Luo Jingyao rushed out in a rage. He could hear the sound of fighting and chaos in the dormitory. He got up helplessly and called Qingxuan to come in and help him wash up.
But after washing it, isn’t it the princess’s turn to deal with him?
But when he thought about someone who had not grown up, he could only endure it, lest he would be the one to suffer in the end.
"Your Highness, there are a lot of people traveling today." Luo Jingyao opened the curtain of the carriage and looked at the crowd on the street. No wonder it is said that a brick falling from the capital can hit a third-rank official. Take a look at each of these carriages.
When traveling, there was a sign indicating the residence of a certain marquis, uncle, father-in-law, or prince. At this moment, she had not seen the family members of the first- and second-grade officials.
"The emperor is here in person, can there not be too many of them?" King An was very calm, holding the book in his hand and looking at it carefully.
"Don't look at it on the carriage. It's not good for your eyes. It's really boring. Just eat. I asked Bai Lu and the others to prepare a lot." Luo Jingyao took out dried fruit preserves, fruit cakes, and various snacks from the grid.
