Chapter 54: The evil wife of the fourth son

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Chapter 54: The evil wife of the fourth son

Upon hearing this set of remarks, Yinzhen, who has a strong self-esteem, quickly took the lead.

That night, in his study, he was so angry that he was shaking all over, and he gritted his front teeth tightly to prevent himself from venting.

Little Fujin is cute and capable, so he is naturally satisfied from the bottom of his heart.

Things like cowpox are not something that anyone can encounter and seize easily.

There is no smoke without fire, and there is some truth in what is said outside.



F*ck that logic!

He——Aixinjueluo Yinzhen, even if he dies, he cannot be a eater!

Damn it, who spread the rumor?

He must find them, expose them to the world, and then deal with them according to law.

These people are jealous of their cowpox achievements and do not work hard to seek the right path and benefit the people.

It is simply shameful to use villainous methods to slander them.

If everyone is like this, it will be difficult for the country to survive.



"Really? Do you really think so?"

Suddenly, a cold and strange voice sounded.

"Congratulations to the host, the binding condition has been triggered. It is your initiative, concern for the country and the people, and law-abiding that allow us to meet on this... ordinary day, my dear... *%@#✘&^$#&* Great Emperor..."

Yinzhen looked around but didn't see the source of the sound. After being shocked, he frowned and asked, "Who is your brother?"

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Lu Pheasant learned the news later than Si Age.

After taking over Huangzhuang, Lu Pheasant only read the account books sent by Zhuangzi, but had not arranged time to read them.

His younger brother Uranala Wuge came to the door first.

On the day of the banquet, he actually joined in the fun. Several brothers were there, but no one paid any attention to him.

But today he rushed over excitedly, dropped a bunch of portraits, and ran away without saying a word.

It looked like someone was chasing me with fire.

Wuge is the pampered younger brother in the family, and he is born with some good luck, so there are not many things that can scare him.

Before Lu Zhi could scold him, he couldn't care less when he opened it and saw the portrait dropped by Wu Ge.

Are the girls in these portraits the future wives chosen by Enie for her eldest brother Fuchan?

Lu Pheasant was startled when he saw it. The first one was Kefu Kezi.

The second one is hit with failure.

The third one is the short-lived ghost.



The original person is Eni, the direct wife of Ulanara Feyanggu, Aixinjueluo. What kind of luck is this? Is it some kind of hidden African Emirate?

This was taught to her by Empress Dowager Xuan, who later liked to play card games in Fengdu.

After all, Qin is famous for playing six SSRs in a row, and the last one was the god-level card, Emperor Qin Shihuang, Father Zulong. Queen Mother Xuan has always been very lucky.

The other three golden flowers don't like to play luck cards with her.

It stands to reason that as the great-great-granddaughter of Nurhachi, who is also from the Aixinjueluo clan, is still in the fifth server, the purple energy of being a royal family should be retained, and she would not be so cunning.

Could it be that... the arrival of her, the Queen Mother of the Han Dynasty, changed something invisibly?

It was rare that Empress Lu suddenly felt guilty. She originally planned to sit back and watch, but she sat down at the desk and resumed her father's old business in her previous life, and began to meet each other.

After flipping through the pages for an unknown amount of time, a long-lost cold voice sounded in her mind: "Dare to remind the host that a colleague broke into this cave world."

"It's just a defective product, completely incomparable to your system, that is, me. Don't worry about it after reading this. I'm resigning!"

I don't know where this system learned the wrong etiquette and it's not decent.

After hearing this, Lu Fei said helplessly: "Shouldn't you tell me who is bound to this defective product that is far inferior to yours? Shouldn't I know who it is?"

As a person in power, Lu Pheasant always thinks further.

System: "Thank you Lord for the compliment! The defective product has not been bound yet, it is unknown, and there is no comment."

It seems that it is really a defective product and cannot be bound to anyone.

A negligible episode indeed.

Lu Pheasant continued to lower his head and rejected most of these portraits before picking up the last one.

A gust of wind was brought in outside the hospital, and it was Jing'er who hurriedly ran in.

Among the three personal maids beside Lu Fei, Pin'er is majestic, Sen'er is innocent, and Jing'er is the calmest.

What could make her so panicked?

Lu Pheasant put down the portrait, raised his head and asked her, "What's going on?"

Finally, Jing'er arrived in front of her, stared with big eyes, pursed her lips again, blessed herself, and retreated.

Lu Zhi blinked. Is she such an easy-to-talk master now?

Has her dignity as Queen Mother been lowered?

Shaking his head, Lu Pheasant looked down, hey... this is actually not bad.

Looking at the surname, it is one of the eight major surnames, Guarjia. Could it be related to the future princess?

That's okay.

The most important thing is to tell Enie first and stop looking at these other people.

"Someone is coming."

Lu Pheasant called twice this time before seeing Pin'er running in: "Fu Jin."

"Send this one back and tell Ama and Enie not to read the others." After Lu Zhi finished explaining, he took a sip of tea and observed the maid, "Pin'er..."

Pin'er, who lowered his head to collect the portrait, raised his head: "Ah?"

"What's going on? Both of them seem to have lost their minds today."

"Fu Jin, let me tell you this, old slave." Aunt Er opened the bead curtain and came in to salute, "It's about the master. It's normal for them to panic."

Pin'er lowered her head, not knowing whether to go out or not.

Grandma Er picked out the least lethal words from the rumors outside.

Lu Pheasant put down the Fujian rock tea in his hand, suppressed a smile on his lips, and said, "This tea smells fragrant and is quite refreshing when you drink it. Prepare more."

Pin'er answered quickly: "Master Wuge sent it a while ago. I will give you the order now."

Lu Pheasant still couldn't hold it back.

She actually caused Xiao Liangren to be called a "softie".

Although it was a bit unkind, she still couldn't hold back her tone.

I really can't blame Xiao Liangren. With his natural qualifications, it's already pretty good that he can cooperate with me.

However, there are only a few people in the world, both men and women, who can not be overshadowed by her.

After all, in the era when she was alive, she was surrounded by extraordinary talents. The heroes were brilliant, shining, and dazzling. Lu Pheasant could fight among them to emerge as a powerful man.

From the bottom of her heart, Lu Pheasant was also very grateful to those heroes who taught her many unique lessons.

The winner is king.

She is the king.

So what if it's Aixinjueluo?

Isn't it normal for these younger generations to follow her, the ancestor of China, and get some benefits?

Why do you just casually label people as being soft-boiled?

My dear, should you be angry?

He was the only emperor who wrote and published books specifically to clarify rumors after he ascended the throne.

Think about it, before getting married, the fourth prince's reputation was that he was violent and withdrawn, merciless and talkative, with an unstable temperament.

After taking in the main wife and setting up a legitimate wife, soon she became a soft-cooked person.

This gap... is not that big.

Lu Zhi smiled quite heartlessly, but finally said seriously: "Mommy, go find out where the rumor came from."

She keenly grasps uninformed information.

It was said that the fourth son was so afraid of his wife that he refused to take a concubine for him.

When did this happen?

As the evil mother-in-law of her fourth son, how could she not know?