Outside Nalan Mansion, two carriages had already been prepared. They were not luxurious, but at first glance, they knew that they were sedan chairs for big families. Nalan Jin and Huang Jiuge got on the carriage one after another and headed towards the palace.

At this time, the East Courtyard was crackled.

As soon as Mo Rushuang returned to the house, he was so angry that he threw all the teapots and cups on the table to the ground, and there were some vases close to her, which was not spared. The underground is now a mess!

"Phoenix, nine, song..." is almost a voice squeezed from between the teeth, like Shuang's face is twisted and ferocious, her eyes are scarlet. At this moment, Mo Rushuang hates Huang Jiuge! Can't wait to divide her five horses into pieces, shredded into pieces.

"Madam, Aunt Zhao is here." At this moment, the voice of a maidservant came from outside the door.

"Come in" Mo Rushuang said, constricting his anger from the bottom of his heart.

Following that, a beautiful woman in her early twenties walked in.

After Zhao Qingqiu saw the messy fragments underground, a faint flash of light flashed in his eyes. He followed Xiang Mo Rushuang and said, "I have heard about things just now. My sister was angry that my sister could understand, but she broke something and felt distressed afterwards. You are my sister!"

Hearing what Zhao Qingqiu said, Mo Rushuang's heart swelled, and he hurriedly looked at some good vases among the things that he had broken, and he suddenly felt pain.

Although not very expensive, but stingy like a frost, it is naturally painful.

Fortunately in my heart, Zhao Qingqiu came in time, otherwise she didn't know how many things would fall!

Thinking that these were caused by Huang Jiuge, he directly blamed the mistake on Huang Jiuge, and yelled, "They are all Huang Jiuge's little bitch, and she is really mad at her."

The corner of Zhao Qingqiu's mouth raised a touch of sarcasm. This shuangshuang temper was not calm enough, he was still small, not the demeanor of a mistress. However, in the past few years, she has always regarded herself as her mistress.

Judging from the two fights between Huang Jiuge and Mo Rushuang, the change of Huang Jiuge is undoubtedly the tragedy of Mo Rushuang.

"Qingqiu, do you have a good way to rectify that Huang Jiuge?" Mo Rushuang asked, but this was obviously a medical emergency. Zhao Qingqiu never participated in the house fight from beginning to end.

"I don't understand this! I only know the management shop." Zhao Qingqiu said helplessly.

But even if Zhao Qingqiu knew it, he wouldn't tell her.

Zhao Qingqiu always does this, and Mo Rushuang can't even be unhappy.

After Nalan Qianzi left Weiyang Pavilion, she returned to the east courtyard, but instead of going back to her own courtyard, she went to Nalan Qianjiao's courtyard with a calm face.

In Qianjiaoyuan, Nalan Qianjiao was lying on the table in the room, and on the table was a plate of grapes and snacks, eating with relish.

Originally being restrained made her feel very bad, but thinking of the clothes that had been manipulated by herself might make Huang Jiuge embarrassed in front of the emperor and be scolded. At present, she is still in a happy mood.

But Qiu Shui, who was standing on the side, felt that Nalan Qianjiao's move was really inappropriate, and that Huang Jiuge lost his ugliness, and Nalan Mansion also lost his ugliness!

Moreover, if you let the master know that Nalan Qianjiao broke this dress, I'm afraid it will be scolded! If the restraint time is lengthened, she will feel uncomfortable and irritable, and it will be their maids who suffer.

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