Morning sickness?
Wei's retching movements froze.
Everyone's eyes suddenly fell on Wei, and many even fell on her abdomen...
"You, what nonsense are you talking about!"
Wei had forgotten to feel disgusted. She was so angry that she straightened her back and glared at Yang Zhao: "Don't slander my innocence. I, I am disgusted by the dung bucket on the carriage..."
Yes.
There was a dung bucket inside the carriage.
There's even that filth in there.
Some of it spilled out as the carriage was running and shaking, which made her so nauseous that she vomited.
"Dung bucket?"
Yang Zhao raised his eyebrows and looked at her: "I thought the stepmother was suffering from morning sickness! I didn't expect the stepmother to have such a habit! No wonder she was not willing to ride in a carriage with me!"
"That's just my petty mind."
Yang Zhao bowed politely and said, "Please don't be offended, Madam. I just returned home and don't know you very well. From now on, I will have everyone arrange things according to Madam's preferences."
"you……"
Wei was so angry that he covered his chest.
"Your Highness, Prince Yu, please forgive me. My sense of smell is really a bit uncomfortable, so I will go into the forest garden first."
Yang Zhao and King Yu bowed, then took Xier and Xiaohei away.
Everyone: ...
Mo Yi coughed lightly, held his folding fan under his nose, and said softly, "Well, that... Madam Zhenbei Hou, you are quite special."
After saying that, Mo Yi also turned and left.
In fact, whether it is a hobby or not is just an excuse, a means of tormenting people.
Everyone present here is a smart person!
But no one would say anything at this moment. After all, the news of the drum-shaped report was known to everyone. Yang Zhao was the newly appointed county lord by His Majesty, and the Duke of Qi Yang, who was granted the title by the late Emperor...
But after this incident.
Everyone had figured out that Yang Zhao, who had been taken home, was no pushover. She was able to make her stepmother so miserable, and even insult her in public, which showed how capable she was!
In the crowd.
An old lady left quietly.
Back in front of a pavilion in the forest garden, the nanny lifted the curtain and walked over to a beautiful middle-aged woman in gorgeous clothes. She leaned over and whispered something in her ear...
"That's interesting."
After hearing what the nanny said, the beautiful woman, who was lazily leaning on the cushion, raised her hand to send away the servant who was massaging her legs. She smiled and said to the nanny, "Madam Hua, go and get her here. I really want to see her."
Aunt Hua smiled and nodded, "Yes, I'll arrange it right away."
Not long.
Led by a nanny, Yang Zhao came before Princess Yuchang.
"Meet the Princess!"
Yang Zhao saluted respectfully.
Xier, who was following her, also consciously imitated Yang Zhao and performed the etiquette in a proper manner.
That little look is very pleasing.
As for Xiao Hei, he was also allowed to be brought along.
"No need to be so polite."
Princess Yu glanced at Yang Zhao, and finally her gaze fell gently on Xier: "This lovely little girl, is she your niece? What's her name?"
Princess Yuchang is very kind.
She didn't ask much or say much to Yang Zhao, just like... an elder whom she hadn't seen for many years.
"My niece's name is Yang Xier."
"Xier?"
Princess Yuchang read it out loud as if she was considering it carefully, and then said with a rather nostalgic tone: "This is a very good name. If your mother were still alive, she would probably like it very much."
Yang Zhao was slightly stunned.
Princess Yu Chang smiled slightly upon seeing this and said, "You probably don't know yet, but back then your mother and I...were quite good friends. It's a pity...that I followed my husband to the border, and she gave birth to you..."
Princess Yuchang stopped talking.
She waved to Yang Zhao.
Yang Zhao stepped forward.
Princess Yu Chang reached out and grabbed her hand, patted the back of her hand, and looked at Yang Zhao with a hint of imperceptible pity in her eyes: "Child, I've wronged you over the years."
"I don't feel wronged."
Although Yang Zhao answered like that, he lowered his eyes.
Looks sad!
Princess Yuchang sighed and said, "Good child, don't be sad. The Shen family has received the punishment they deserve. You will have a good life in the future."
"Thank you, Princess."
Looking at Yang Zhao who lowered his head and looked pleasing to the eye, Princess Yu finally said nothing more.
She turned to look at Xier who was following closely behind Yang Zhao, raised her smile and waved warmly: "Little Xier, come here."
Xier shrank behind Yang Zhao.
This action made Aunt Hua frown. Just as she was about to step forward, Princess Yu Chang chuckled and said, "It seems that Xiao Xi'er is shy!"
Aunt Hua paused.
Yang Zhao glanced at Nanny Hua, reached out and took Xier behind him, and knelt slightly: "Please forgive me, Princess."
"No problem! All children are like this."
"If my little princess were still alive, she would probably be as soft, sweet and cute as this. Unfortunately... Forget it, let's not talk about those old stories." Princess Yuchang smiled and changed the subject.
"I've also heard about Xi'er's disappearance. I'm sorry to have troubled you, but she's lucky to have a good aunt like you..."
We chatted for a while.
It was mainly Princess Yuchang who was speaking, and Yang Zhao responded.
It was not until King Yu arrived that Princess Yuchang let Yang Zhao leave with reluctance.
"Dongshuang, what do you think of Princess Yuchang?" After leaving the pavilion, Yang Zhao suddenly asked in a low voice.
The winter frost is slightly stiff.
Then he quickly glanced around, making sure it was clear, and whispered, "He's very kind, even enthusiastic, but... in a strange way."
Dong Shuang pondered for a moment and said, "If it's true, as Princess Yu Chang said, that she and our late wife were good friends, then she wouldn't have waited until now... to show her concern for you."
have a look.
Even winter frost can see it.
Then why did Princess Yu think...that she would believe it?
Or... she didn't need her to believe it.
So what is her purpose?
Yang Zhao unconsciously rubbed his fingertips. That hand... was the one Princess Yu had just held...
"aunt!"
Xier raised her little head slightly, staring straight at Yang Zhao, as if waiting for her to ask.
Yang Zhao lowered his eyes when he heard the voice.
When he met her sparkling eyes, he couldn't help but laugh and rubbed her little head: "Xiao Xier, why did you hide behind your aunt just now? Are you afraid of strangers?"
Xier shook her head: "I'm not afraid of strangers."
After hesitating for a moment, she pinched her nose and said seriously, "Smelly, that grandma has a stinky smell on her body, something bad..."
She didn't quite know how to describe it.
It's just not good.
She really doesn't like it.
"Smelly?"
Yang Zhao paused.
But before she could say anything, Xiao Hei suddenly tensed up and started barking wildly into the forest...
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