Chapter 155: Have selected

I hope that the young master will die outside, and hope that the young master will be tossed by the younger grandmother.
This way no one knows that he is not pregnant.
Ganoderma lucidum clenched his hand on the lower abdomen.
Then find a suitable opportunity to slide and say that the child is gone, then he is the only woman who has been favored by the young master.
The old lady and the big lady will be kind to themselves, just like Yuan and Su.
The doctor has already said that the young master can't live for a few months, and he was driven out of the house. Mrs. Fang’s wife did not follow.
At that time, even if the young master told the younger grandmother about the truth before his death, what would happen.
If the younger grandmother said something, and still said that she did not have a child, how could the old lady and the big lady believe?
She looked up and looked around.
Fang Jiafu, the Shantou people wear a good place, but no matter how good they can not compare with the residence of the master.
She turned back and saw that she didn't know what she was talking about.
It’s much better to wear clothes, food, and shelter than the hoes.
She will have to live like this in the future, she will have such a good day.
This is a godsend blessing.
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Ms. Jun looked at the drawing axis that was unfolding in front of her eyes, and it was the sacred picture of Yangcheng.
Fang Jia is really not simple, but also has such a fine picture.
Miss Jun sighed in her heart, and the fine workmanship of the work was seen in the hands of Master in the palace.
Yes, Master is a doctor, but he still has a map.
To be exact, he will do the trick.
He will not only do the tricks, but also read the books and astronomy geography. Although he did not deliberately show her, but did not teach her, but the feelings of everyday life can be known.
She is also not interested. She follows Master only to study medicine, not even to learn medicine, but to learn the cure for her father.
She didn't know where Master was, she asked once, but Master avoided it, and she stopped asking for the second time.
Speaking of their name, they are not close to each other.
In addition to finally collecting the corpse from Master, she is not really a conscientious apprentice.
Because she was only trying to cure her father.
But now she does not care for her father, but she wants to do more things.
Miss Jun stood up straight before a few cases.
Being a heart does not mean that she can't do anything else.
God must let her regain her life.
Master has a lot of knowledge in his mind, and he is no longer known as he dies, but there is also a book left.
At that time, he used to write and draw paintings from time to time, but she was not allowed to see her. Miss Jun was not the one who peeked at others, about the pride of being a royal princess.
Even after Master’s burial, it was only wrapped up with the trivial items left by Master and brought back to Beijing. It has not been opened.
The death of the father and mother, the great change of identity, those things as she left the palace to go to the palace, she was buried under the rockery on the edge of the lotus pond, as if she had buried her first half of life.
She wants to take it out.
It was not her first half of life, it was Master's life, she could not let it be buried.
Go to the capital.
This thought, which was forgotten in my heart, came out and made her feel a little flustered and unstable.
"Liu Er." She could not help but shouted.
After a few moments, I heard the sound of a rush, and Liu rushed in.
"Miss?" she yelled.
Miss Jun did not really stand up, her hand just supported a few cases.

How many days is it now?
she asked.
Miss asked her to ask this? Miss has forgotten how many months is it now?
Look at the party, these things are mad at the lady.
"Miss, April 18th." Liu Er said with a resentful voice.
April.
Those people said that the marriage of their sister and Lu Yunqi is scheduled for June.
There are still two months.
Can two months allow her to enter the capital?
Miss Jun is silent.
"Miss, drink some tea." Liuer said cautiously, handing the tea.
Miss Jun took a drink and looked at the scroll again.
"What are these ladies?" Liuer carefully pointed her.
"This is where the family's Zhuangzi is." Miss Jun also followed her and pointed her finger at the mark on the map. "There is a place, there is a place here... What do you think is good?"
Liu Erqi’s evaluation was done one by one, and Miss Jun’s heart calmed down, but she was not interested in seeing this.
"Let's fix it tomorrow," she said.
"That is, you don't need to be so anxious to go." Liu said.
Miss Jun rolled up the scrolls. This thing can not be seen by people. It is a crime to be sinned by the people who have the heart to tell the government.
However, after so many years, Mrs. Fang’s wife took it to her, and there must be no sin.
Merchants of the status of Fangjia, unless the government first wants to move them, it is not a crime to be guilty.
When Miss Jun thought about it, she walked to the bookshelf and pushed the reel onto the bookshelf. Because she accidentally bumped into a small scorpion, she fell down and several of the letters fell to the ground.
"I am coming to me." Liu Er was busy squatting down.
Miss Jun looked down and recognized that this is the personal belongings of Jun.
There are not many personal belongings of Junxi. The few letters in this scorpion are still the words of his father, which seems to be a deed.
Junyi does not care about these mundane things, and Miss Jun is even less concerned.
After being married to Fang Chengyu, I moved from the bookshelf over there to the bookshelf on this side, never opened.
Ms. Jun swept her eyes again. The yellow of the letterhead showed the age of the age. She took back her sight and turned hard.
"Wait a minute," she said.
Liu Er has put the letter paper into the scorpion to cover it and hear it up.
"Show me," said Miss Jun.
Although Liu Er was somewhat puzzled, she was busy and handed it to her.
Miss Jun swept through the three stationery, and finally only pinched one of them.

This is also a monarch?
she asked, her eyes shining slightly.
Liu Er nodded and looked nodded.
"Yes, Miss, have you forgotten? This is our home." She laughed.
Miss Jun snorted, her fingers crossed the words on the letter again and handed it to Liu.
"Receive," she said.
Liuer took it over again, and Miss Jun took the roll that had just been placed on the bookshelf.
"I am going to the old lady," she said.
Isn’t the old lady just leaving?
"What does the lady do?" Liu couldn't help but ask.
Miss Jun turned back and smacked the scroll in her hand.
"I chose which Zhuangzi to go to," she said.
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I don't know if Miss Jun can't wait to raise Fang Chengyu so that she can have a child, or the old lady is afraid that she will be afraid to go back. When everyone knows the third day of this decision, Miss Jun will leave the house.
From the last night, I started to prepare for the morning and the horses were ready.
Fang Yunxiu looked at Mrs. Fang and Mrs. Fang’s personally escorted Miss Jun and Fang Chengyu to come out and watched in a hurry.
Fang Yuxiu has arrived in a hurry.

Well?
Fang Yun embroidered with a sigh of relief, and frowned and asked, looking behind Fang Yuxiu.
Fang Yu embroidery swings his hand.
"Say nothing to come," she said.
Fang Yun embroidered frown.
"What is she doing again? On that day, she went to the grandmother and did not go. She ran to the garden for half a day. Today, the younger brother went out, she was most worried about not sending it?" she said.
Fang Yuxiu smiled.
"Don't worry, Sanmei has the most idea," she said. "Let's go, anyway, Miss Jun doesn't care if she comes or not."
After all, Fang Yunxiu was busy.
The person who came here to send it did not come, and the other side felt that he should not be called.
"Why should I let me drive?" Lei Zhonglian asked in a sullen voice next to the carriage.
The executives stood by and stood face to face with the old lady and other people who came over.
"Are you not looking at the car?" he said casually, his eyes only on the old lady and so on.
Lei Zhonglian used the whip in his hand to smash the high management.

Can you look at the same car and car?
he said.
The executive looked down at him.
"It's the same," he said faintly. "Have you been a car before?"
Lei Zhonglian's face changed slightly, and the eyes flashed a bit of sourness and lowered his head.
There is an important position in a line that is driving.
He has to forget that he used to be an important person, not the watchman in the backyard of the Deshengchang ticket, who is sitting in the sun and even watching the watchman.