His eyes just hit Gong Hanshuang's face. Baidu search (txt home / / small / / say / / net.) he still has a black face. Jiang Qiao's ear quickly looks away and doesn't want to see it again.

"You finally married into the palace as you wish." Gong Hanshuang seemed to come to Jiang qiao'er specifically, so even if Jiang qiao'er turned his eyes, Gong Hanshuang still said.

"I don't like the palace family. I just like the palace imperial minister. Even if his surnames are Zhang and Zhao, I will marry him. It's human, not his surname."

Jiang qiao'er said, "it's no good for you to know those things!" Gong Hanshuang saw that Jiang qiao'er didn't want to listen to his words, and his face didn't look good just now.

"I tell you, although you used to be very powerful, the outside society is not what you think. Your children and grandchildren have their own blessings. You'd better let go!"

Jiang Qiao whispered and looked at Gong Hanshuang with a long focus. You say this man is too old to let go!

I don't worry about my husband. Taking good care of myself is the blessing of my children and grandchildren!

"I said, old man! You are lucky to take good care of you and grandma. Don't worry too much. It's useless."

Jiang Qiaoer finished saying that she was still alive

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