The Xu family was the emperor's master for three dynasties, and the family tradition was pure.
But starting from Hua Ying's father, he seemed to be growing crookedly.
The grandfather broke off three rulers, but he still did not catch the eldest son from the road of enjoying luxury, flowers, birds and fish.
Fortunately, everything went wrong for the eldest son, but he gave birth to a smart eldest granddaughter named Yuxue.
"Come and read with your grandfather. You are not a fish. How can you understand the joy of fish..."
Three-year-old Hua Ying tilted her head and said in a sweet voice, "You are not me, how do you know that I enjoy eating fish?"
"Girl! Come on, dad caught a fat-headed fish. Do you want spicy or braised?" Xu Ziruo, with his trousers rolled up and the soles of his shoes covered in mud, came happily carrying a fish weighing ten kilograms.
Hua Ying threw the book in her hand and said with joy, "Here it comes!"
Grandfather:!
Where is his ruler! ! !
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Hua Ying grew up to be sixteen years old. She could not play chess and chess, calligraphy and painting... She could read and splash ink~
The emperor looked at it carefully for a moment: "Hua Ying painted this... The red-bellied golden pheasant in the prince's palace?"
Hua Ying smiled and said, "It's Phoenix."
Emperor:…
It seems that he has treated the prince who was given the marriage to him a little unfairly.
The emperor looked at the sitting master.
Grandfather straightened his back.
Look, he tried his best!
There are two dandies in one family, who can he reason with?
Emperor: "Haha, the painting is really good, I like it very much, haha..."
Hua Ying's face was filled with joy, "I knew you would like it~ I also want to be happy, why don't you give me a decree to break off the engagement~"
The emperor was startled and glanced at the expressionless prince in a python robe, "Yun?"
"Hua Ying kowtows to thank the Holy Grace!!!"
Woohoo, so excited!
Hua Ying after breaking off the engagement——
On the first day, I watched the meat of the young martial arts practitioners in the camp.
Hey, I'm so embarrassed~
On the second day, I listened to Mr. Wen Run read the storybook.
Look at him getting into the pomegranate tent...
Ahem, keep your voice down~
On the third day, I gave money to the singing brother in Chunfeng Tower.
Hey, her legs were weak from singing.
On the fourth day, the prince blocked him in front of his house.
Prince: "Have you had enough fun?"
Hua Ying shook her head honestly and said honestly: "The world is so big, I want to spend more time~"
He has Bai Yueguang, and she also has a world of flowers~
——Advance payment——
"Winter Jubilee"
Wu Niang was born as a thin horse, and many people looked up to her.
Xie Tingjin is the most powerful person she has ever seen.
At that night banquet, she snatched Yao Fang's opportunity, took advantage of the east wind, and followed Xie Tingjin to Shengjing.
A prosperous place, a fair of fame and fortune, bustling with the rich and powerful.
Wu Niang was placed in another courtyard, and Xia Bingqiu crab never stopped.
She was so dazzled by this favor that she actually had delusional thoughts, "Will you marry me?"
At that time, Xie Tingjin was stuffing grapes into her bulging tube top without any expression.
The man with black hair and dark eyes glanced at her after hearing the words, "This three thousand hectares of courtyard can't accommodate you?"
Her chest felt cold, and Wu Niang's slender neck was forced to lift up. She smiled with her eyes bent, the moon reflected in her eyes, moist and shiny.
Half a month later——
There was a fire in the other courtyard, and thousands of hectares of land were burned and turned into scorched earth.
Even the bones of the hidden person could not be found.
But I heard that Fusi of Beizhen turned the capital upside down just to find the outer room.
Qiu Ju is just in time for a banquet at the Rongguo Duke's mansion.
In the garden, girls and husbands gathered together in a lively place, and they couldn't help but talk about this important news in Beijing.
"Belated love is cheaper than grass."
A woman with a face as delicate as a peony was drawing a picture of autumn chrysanthemums, commenting in a light tone.
"Brother Xie, it's time. Come quickly, I've seen the third sister of the Rong family!"
Friends are calling.
Wu Niang raised her eyes and saw a tall and quiet figure standing in front of the Moon Gate. He stood there for an unknown amount of time, looking at her with heavy eyes.
The friend turned his head and said condescendingly to Wu Niang: "That is Mr. Fu from Beizhen. He is the one you scolded just now, hahaha..."
Wu Niang curved her lips and smiled, put down the hair in her hand, and said hello.
"Minghui has met Mr. Xie. Wish you all the best."
Xie Tingjin's hands hanging by his sides were so clenched that his bones ached.
Later.
Wu Niang didn't want the wife he didn't give her that night.
Intention: sincerity for sincerity.
