C6

"This hairpin should be worth some silver. When you are free, go to the temple and help me prepare a lamp."

"Yes …" Small... "Miss …"

Little Zhui was so scared that she couldn't even speak properly. She shook as she put away the hairpin, and suddenly thought of something, and was about to ask who the lamp offered was, when she saw Xue Ronghua's eyes suddenly turn cold, and then, like lightning, she grabbed her collar and fiercely pushed her to the side. It was as if she was kowtowing right now.

swish *

A short arrow shot into the room from outside the window. If it wasn't for her quick reaction, she would have been lying on the floor today.

"Who dares to shoot an arrow in the manor?"

Xue Ronghua frowned, could it be that there were no basic rules in this palace? Even if she was an insignificant concubinage, how could she be killed in this mansion?

"Miss, Miss …"

Little Zhui crawled up from the ground, grabbed Xue Ronghua's hand and said softly: "Yes, it's cousin Ye Zhao, have you forgotten? "What kind of training ground did you build with your brothers, Young Master Cousin, that's right next to our Pure Snow Queen."

How could she remember any young master?

The door was opened from the outside, and a man dressed in brocade clothing stood there, holding a silver bow in his hand. Behind him, there were a few accompanying servants, and when they saw Xue Ronghua, they laughed and said, "Haha, Cousin Rong, I was wondering where this arrow of mine had gone to, and it turns out that it had actually come to you.

She still vividly remembered her tragic death the day before. Now, every bow and arrow that was left in her eyes was filled with an indescribable chill.

Xue Ronghua stared at the silver bow and instinctively squinted her eyes.

Those who were familiar with Mu Langhua in the Great Zhou knew that this was one of the actions that she used to express her dissatisfaction, but it was obvious that it was easily misunderstood by a timid girl like Xue Ronghua.

He smiled, took two steps forward, and walked in front of Xue Ronghua. He slightly raised the silver bow in his hand and said, "This is the birthday present my father gave to me last year. If Cousin Rong likes it, I'll give it to you."

Did he take her for a country bumpkin who didn't know how to count?

Xue Ronghua was startled at first, but then she felt like laughing, before she could even open her mouth, she heard a sentence that caused her to be even more speechless: "She's called Cousin Ri Rong [1] has become my pillow girl, I will definitely find a few upper class bows for my husband, and enjoy it with him everyday, what do you say?"

The man next to the pillow?

Appreciate the show?

Xue Ronghua squinted her eyes, and started to seriously size up this Young Master Ye Zhao.

According to what Little Zhui said, she, or rather, Xue Ronghua was the one who was deliberately taken in as her concubine by the Prince Duan, but the young master who suddenly popped out suddenly had a pillow next to him, and his husband shouted.

It wasn't that this person was too reckless, he even dared to provoke a woman that the prince had taken a fancy to. It was just that someone in this house wanted her to ruin her reputation before marrying, so she couldn't be the secondary wife.

Did they think she was a real fool?

Xue Ronghua had a plan in her heart, she sneered: "Someone close to the pillow? Little Zhui, take out the copper mirror in my room and let this young master have a good look at it. Let him know how to write these four words. "

"Puchi!"

Little Zhui was still young in the end, but after hearing these words, she suddenly felt it was funny and actually laughed out loud.

"You!"

Upon hearing this, Ye Zhao's teeth instantly itched with hatred, wishing that he could strangle the little girl in front of him to death. He was born into a powerful family, and was born into a handsome and dashing family. Countless young ladies secretly pounced on him, and now, he was ridiculed by a small concubinage. He glared at Little Zhui with a darkened face.