Just want to take people to leave the Ning mother, suddenly turned back, arrogant glare at Jun Zi Lin.

"What else?" Jun Zi Lin lightly hook lips, apricot eyes smile.

Nanny Ning moved gently and reached for the golden beads in her hair. She said haughtily, "the lady in Mr. Zheng's family has gone. Miss Jun used to have a good time with her. Today, my wife will take you to see her off. Someone will come to pick you up later. Wait

Then she turned away and a group of people came out of Yongli yard.

Jun Zilin stands in the same place, holding the jade bracelet, but her eyes are confused. What's Mr. Zheng? What, Miss Zheng?

Why don't you remember?

Is it Yao who made it out of nothing?

But Miss Zheng's death, she can't make it up.

Xiaodie came back with a few thousand words, and saw Mother Ning come out of Yongli yard from a distance. She rushed back to see Miss meditate, can't help but ask, "but what did mother Ning say?"

"It's said that Miss Zheng passed away. I'd like to go too." Jun Zilin thought back, "which is Mr. Zheng?"

After hearing this, Xiao die's eyes flashed a flash of fire, and immediately said, "Mr. Zheng? Is it Zheng Rongyi, the Minister of the Ministry of war who used to make friends with our master? "

"It's said that Lord Zheng has an 18-year-old daughter. What happened to her?" But how did she die? If you go with your wife, my maid will prepare your clothes for you. "

See Jun Zi Lin don't speak, small butterfly also don't ask much, from go to prepare a dark dress. See next to the two boxes of dress, all are colorful. Knowing that she couldn't get through them, she pushed them aside. Take out a faded light pink floral skirt you used to wear in the dilapidated courtyard.

This one is not broken at all, but the color has disappeared and looks plain. It's better to go to the funeral home.

She later changed for Miss, told her to pay attention to some things, Jun Zilin went with Yao.

Yao took Fu lingcui and Jun Zilin to Zheng Shangshu's house.

Looking back at Jun Zilin's faded floral skirt, Yao lowered his eyebrows and hissed in his throat, "what are you wearing! I don't know. I think our prime minister's office is treating you badly! "

Hearing this, Jun Zilin looks up at Yao and Fu lingcui. They are both plain clothes. The difference is that their plain clothes are brand new. And I'm old.

Rao is so much better than wearing a fancy dress.

See Jun Zilin did not speak, Yao also want to scold her two. Fu Ling Cui stopped and advised, "mother, sister Lin is a fool. Don't be angry with a fool. Let's go

The mother and daughter went to the door of the house with each other. There were mothers who specially received the women's dependents. They were making a face lift and saluting, and verifying the identity of the visitors.

Jun Zilin followed him from a distance. I saw that the Shangshu mansion was a little different. Looking at their rigorous manner, it seems that they have to take part in such a funeral, which also requires a very rigorous process of "verifying the body".

After a while, I heard Yao scream and quarrel with the nanny of Shangshu mansion.

Jun Zilin stood by the street, looking at the ancient street view and the people who came and went. I'm indifferent to the noise over there.

"You are such a cheap maid, would my wife like to come here. It's not Mrs. Zheng. She invited me. If we don't let Mrs. Ben in, we'll go now! " Yao's scream made the quiet door of the mansion particularly eye-catching.

The white faced mammy immediately asked, "but I don't know which lady is from."

"Prime minister's house!" Yao announced triumphantly.

But that mammy did not give her face, shaking her head and returning with a wooden face, "our wife did not invite the prime minister's wife to come But didn't the prime minister's wife die of illness a few years ago. I dare not ask the prime minister, who is your wife

"Pa!"

Yao was mad, his face was three points fierce, picked up the slap and threw it at the Mammy. As a result, he was picked up by others, and his voice rang in the cold air.

Mammy was angry. She pushed her back, frowned and said to both sides, "drag out this unknown woman, and don't disturb my lady's spirit!"

The servants came one after another, and Yao's whole body trembled with anger. She's never seen anything like this! As the prime minister's wife, she was rejected! But also by a cheap maid repeatedly not to face.

In front of his house, he had been practicing noodles for a long time.

She deeply knew that as long as she served Fu Baixiu well, she could rest in peace.

But after Cheng laixiang's wife, she sometimes went to the Party of the imperial ladies circle, but she was left out repeatedly. However, Yao could only bear his anger and try not to participate in it in the future.

Now, the prime minister's office has received a letter from Shangshu's office.

But this letter is to the daughter of the general Jun Zilin.

People below Shangshu mansion only recognize junzilin, but those who are not on the list are naturally not welcome. What's more, the young lady of the Zheng family has passed away. Originally, the bereaved family was very sad. Now I meet Yao again.The people below were already angry. They picked Yao up and threw him out in front of the street.

"Help my mother!"

Fu lingcui yelled and rushed up to save people with the following maids.

"What are you doing in a daze? Why don't you tell the people of Shangshu mansion quickly?" Fu Ling Cui suddenly gets angry with Jun Zi Lin, and doesn't hide the evil light in her eyes.

Jun Zilin sees this but stands indifferently by the side, watching the quarrel, watching Yao be covered with mud in the street.

Then the people of Shangshu mansion came to chase them. Junzilin shrugged her eyebrows. She didn't want to enter Shangshu mansion. If you can't get in, forget it.

Just as she was about to return home, she suddenly saw a carriage coming from the street, and she was not familiar with it. Look at its low-key and luxurious appearance, it's not the king of Jin.

Why is he here? Look at Miss Zheng?

Jun Zi Lin simply abandoned the prime minister's carriage and walked busily.

"Jun Zilin, is that how you treat your own aunt! My mother is hurt Fu Ling Cui pointed to the girl in the faded and crushed flower skirt who was about to leave and roared sharply.

At that time, Zhou Jin got down from the carriage and sat in the wheelchair. At the same time, the pretty devil's face also looked at the girl from a distance.

"Meet the king of Jin."

"I have seen your Highness the king of Jin!"

When Zhou Jin's arrival shocked all the people in the hall, they got up one after another to salute.

All the people on the street knelt down. In an instant, everyone was lower. Junzilin wanted to run away, but in the blink of an eye, everyone knelt down. She was the only one still standing.

This sense of independence is not half superior, but rather abrupt and embarrassing.

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