A Zhao thought for a moment and thought that what Huo Jun said was really reasonable.
Two people leisurely from the backyard all the way back to their home.
People who have a heart have long seen all this in their eyes.
"You said that the commander-in-chief accompanied the new lady and went back to the yard all the way?" In the magnificent room, a pair of scissors is being held in the hand with colorful Cardan, carefully cutting off the redundant branches on a white peony.
"Yes, I saw it with my own eyes."
The man put the scissors in his hand and laughed: "it seems that our lady is very handsome."
She murmured in a soft voice: "it's just this one. It's said that it's weak. I don't know how long it can last?"
The servant girl bowed her head and did not dare to speak. She only wished that she had never heard of this sentence.
"Hong'er, give me a big gift. Let's visit the young lady this afternoon." Madame Huo is still there. She calls ah Zhao a little lady.
"Yes, third lady."
It turns out that this is the old Marshal's third aunt.
……
In the afternoon, as soon as a Zhao wakes up from her nap, she hears that the third aunt and the fourth Miss come to visit.
"Third aunt?" A Zhao hasn't reflected which relative he is.
Green bamboo whispers a reminder, and a Zhao understands that the third aunt, in short, is Huo Jun's little mother.
Of course, this sentence is only nominal.
Now the whole Marshal's house lives on Huo Jun's words. These ladies and concubines, no matter how much they were favored or beautiful before, now they have to close their doors and behave honestly.
Now a Zhao is still a little sleepy, green bamboo intimate said: "if you don't want to opinion, you can not see."
A Zhao shook his head: "there is nothing wrong with you. Let them wait a moment."
Green bamboo nodded and went up to wait for a Zhao to get up and wash himself, and let a little servant girl inform the visitors.
"What does she mean? Do you mean to give us a hand? " A beautiful lady in a goose yellow dress looked at the servant girl retreating, and said with some unhappiness.
The third wife was not as impatient as she was, although she was also a little unhappy, at least not on the surface.
"Quiet, I have taught you for so many years, how can you still be so impatient?"
She took up the tea cup in her hand, but she still closed her eyes after all: "how about going down from the horse? How about not? Now, can we still find the lady Shuai for an explanation
The dress girl, that is, the fourth miss, has a red eye: "mother, where should we have been so aggrieved before..."
The third wife put the tea cup away: "you know that was before."
She stopped suddenly.
Because someone came in.
Accompanied by several servant girls, a Zhao entered the flower hall.
With a little smile on her face: "I'm sorry, I took a nap late and neglected the guests."
The third wife took a close look at her and saw that the new lady's skin was more beautiful than snow, but there was a trace of weariness on her face. She knew that what she had just said might not be an excuse.
Thinking of her in this way, she felt better, with a smile on her face: "it is we who disturb the rest of the young lady. It is our fault."
The fourth young lady beside her is staring at a Zhao, half ring without speaking.
The third wife frowned: "Wan Wan?"
Miss Huo's maiden name is Huo wanwan.