Be Good Chapter 261: The snow is deep and the road is slippery.

The reason why the servant girl treats Yuan Changhuan this way is because she thinks that her girl is to give the plum blossoms in the sachet to the imperial concubine, and she gets seriously ill when she went to pick plum blossoms at night, so she can't get angry for a while.

"What are you talking about?" Su Yimo's blush became more and more obvious, and her breath was weak, "Don't be disrespectful to my cousin in the future. Now my cousin only has her in my heart. If I offend her, I will I can't protect you."

"Girl..."

Cailian knelt on the side of Su Yimo's bed, tears streaming down her face, why would a kind girl suffer from such a vicious disease.

Hearing the conversation between the master and the servant, Yu Gu hugged Su Yimo distressedly, thinking of just now, her eyes became more and more fierce.

It must be the shrew, the imperial concubine, who is becoming more and more indifferent to the cousin girl because of the pestering imperial concubine.

Now it's really just to take a look.

Out of the yard, Yuan Changhuan wanted to shake off Xie Ci's hand.

Xie Ci was thrown away by her and rubbed his fingers, "I thought you had really become tolerant, but I didn't expect you to be here waiting to be your husband."

"Tolerance?" Yuan Changhuan sneered, "I'm sorry, these four words don't apply to me."

The maids followed from a distance, unable to hear the conversation between the husband and wife.

"In that case, why not deal with that maid?"

He originally wanted to deal with the maid who was disrespectful to her, but Yuanyuan was the first to expose it.

Yuan Changhuan put his arms around his arms and was wrapped in a snow fox cloak. He stared at Xie Ci condensely, "Your cousin is seriously ill, and I've dealt with her personal servant girl. Is it because I can't tolerate it if it spreads?"

I can't even tolerate a cousin who is eager to protect the master.

After speaking, Yuan Changhuan turned around and walked out.

Get out of the house quickly.

Xie Ci didn't think there was anything wrong with what he did today, and he felt depressed. Is this because of his cousin's jealousy?

What is there to eat with this kind of vinegar for no reason...

He can tolerate her petty temper, but this kind of random temper tantrum and unreasonable troubles, Xie Ci felt that he could not indulge her, rubbing the center of his brows, and pursing his thin lips tightly.

The footsteps that were about to follow stopped.

He ordered Qing Wan and the others in a cold voice, "It's good to follow the concubine Shizi, if something happens, you are the only ones to ask!"

"Yes."

A group of servant girls hurried out after the princess.

Xie Ci also left the house, but he went in the opposite direction. He had to study... the art of imperial wife.

Seeing that Xie Ci did not catch up, Yuan Changhuan clenched his fists even tighter.

Could it be that I went back to see my little cousin!

"Concubine Shizi, slow down, the snow is deep and the road is slippery." When Qingwan and the others chased them out, Yuan Changhuan was about to reach the gate of Rongyuanhou's mansion.

Yuan Changhuan steadied his footsteps and asked casually, "Where is your son?"

"The son of the son left the house and did not return."

Qing Wan is intelligent and quick-witted, and quickly understands the meaning of Shi Zifei.

No more words, Yuan Changhuan went straight into the house.

As long as you don't kiss me with my little cousin, I'll let him go.

Yuan Changhuan's condensed and charming face raised a smile and raised his voice, "Father, I'm back!"

"Good girl!"

Yuanqi looked at his daughter from a distance and shouted loudly.

He stepped forward directly, wanting to be like when he was a child, hugging his good girl and turning around.

Madam Yuan immediately grabbed his sleeve and almost made him stagger, "Your good girl is now the princess of the world!"

"Shi Zifei is also my good girl!" Yuan Qi wanted to hug her regardless.

Being slapped aside by Mrs. Yuan, "Nonsense!"

It's still the old father and the old mother, Yuan Changhuan's vermilion lips curled up, and the smile in his eyes became more and more obvious.

"Mother, don't bully Daddy."