Chapter 1854: Fanwai: 芈 婳 (this world)

Chapter 1854: The Extra-Pan: Puppet (This World)
Spring rain leaped, making it hard to sleep.
He turned around in the middle of the night and did not hesitate for a moment before dawn broke.
She slept lightly and had many nightmares, but she woke up from shallow dreams for half an hour.
"When is it now?"
The girl in the vigil said, "Return to Madam, it's just after the eternity."
"Is it still young?"
Hearing the name of the girl-in-law, Hou Ji realized that she was staying in Hanfu last night and should be considered her home.
The girl-in-law asked, "Mrs. is getting up now?"
Shouted, "Well."
The serving maidservant rushed in, the maidservant washed and washed her face, and she exquisitely helped her massage to relieve her headache.
"My wife hasn't been sleeping very well recently, but I want to ask Fushanglangzhong to see?"
With her elbow on her dressing table, she took a nap against her forehead and relaxed her tiredness.
"No, there are problems every year, just a few days later."
He now works in Beijing. He spends most of his time in his residence, and less of the time in Korea.
Although there are few living quarters, the courtyard should have all the necessary equipment, and the popularity is also strong. There is no trace of coldness.
The handy maid helped her to loose her daily hair, so she didn't get tired of her scalp, and her makeup was much more ordinary than usual.
She looked at the phoenix in the mirror, slightly surprised, "Why is it so simple today?"
If you remember correctly, this girl is best at all kinds of makeups for ladies in fashion in Beijing.
I sometimes dislike makeup that is too gorgeous, even if she is not too old, she looks in her early thirties, but her makeup is too thick.
It's strange today.
The maidservant said, "Yes, the master told me yesterday that my wife likes to be more plain these days."
He smirked, and smiled, "It is indeed worthy of Han Wenbin, who was famous in his early years, and he did so with care."
People's success is not unreasonable, every bit of life can tell the clue.
When these days arrive each year, I feel very depressed, especially this day, because this is the first husband's death day.
Well dressed, looking at the woman at most twenty-eight in the mirror, I feel better.
"Ma'am, Saburo heard that his wife was here, and came here to greet me."
Shouted, "Let him come."
In the main hall of the main courtyard, the childish, seemingly immature boy was waiting for her.
"Son please mother."
Shouted, "Get up, rest in the academy today?"
Han Chi got up and took a seat on the seat on the right side of Xun, earnestly saying, "Classes are still in class today."
芈 婳 Frowning, "Go to class?"
This child skips school?
Probably not. The child Han Chi is quite good-natured, almost so obedient that he doesn't have his own opinion.
How could a good-baby make such an "outlaw" such as skipping classes?
I'm not afraid of being beaten by his rattan rattan.
Han Chidao said, "Father asked a half-day class for his son a few days ago and said he was with his mother."
Bian: "..."
Well, she has to admit that those who can go from the troubled times to the present are indeed commendable.
"So, Chier accompanied her mother to the Shangfo Temple in the suburbs of Beijing today."
The Upper Buddha Temple was originally a temple in Hejian County, but His Majesty later allocated funds to build a temple in the suburbs of Beijing. I heard that the old monk in the temple and His Majesty have instructions. Although His Majesty does not believe in Buddhism, he has repeatedly restrained the development of Buddhism, and his attitude is more biased toward Taoism. He also donated sesame oil in this temple and held several land and water rituals to pray for the dead.
In today's heyday, peace is always there, but there are always places that can't be avoided. You still need to be careful when walking outside.
Han Chi took enough guards and went all the way from the inner city to the Buddhist temple on the outskirts of Beijing.
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No, he is in trouble.
As the only child Han Han is still raising, Han Chi is truly "isolated and helpless." He has no siblings to share his firepower. What parents want to teach, he can only bite the bullet. For two hours, I never stopped asking.
At first, Han Chi was still able to answer the questions, and the more anxious he was, the younger and younger his face was full of distressed flush.
Too shameful (πωπ)
He laughed, "You're still young, and you can be proud of that."
Han Chi shouted, "Mother comforts his son. Son knows."
He found a few people in the family, and it looked like he was studying alone.
Regardless of his brother Han Run, or his brother and sister, the grades he stayed at Jinlin College did not matter what grade he was in. The scores in the class were among the top three. Han Chi is not the same. He wanders around fifty years after the year, except for one face, which is not inherited from his father.
Not to mention the father and the current mother.
For other people with strong self-esteem, it is estimated that they have changed their minds anxiously long ago, but Han Chi is still slow.
Han Yan did not persecute him like other parents, or that his work was so busy that he didn't have extra effort to be harsh on his son.
The son's failure to become a concubine is his greatest contribution to the family.
Yelled, "Good growth is also an advantage."
Han Chi: "???"
Yelled, "Your knowledge is a little bit more. With this face and your family background, being a celebrity is enough."
Han Chi: "..."
He couldn't tell whether his mother's words were praise or black.
Today is not a big festival, but there are still a lot of tourists and pilgrims at Shangfo Temple, and there are many cars and horses outside the temple.
Han Chi saw a familiar carriage at the parking place and walked away.
Xi Xun looked around and found that the coat of arms of the carriage was familiar.
Isn't this the family emblem of Han's ex-wife remarried?
"mother?"
He also knows Han Yan's grievances with his ex-wife and frowns lightly, but looking at Han Chi's pitiful rabbit-like heart, he softens a bit.
"Come on, don't delay the hour."
I was really scared of what came. I just entered the main hall of the Buddhist temple and saw Han Ye's ex-wife leading an unfamiliar young lady.
The four looked at each other.
芈 婳 Holding his eyes, he walked straight.
Han Chi bit his head and saluted Dow.
Dow's face was stiff, but his eyes were staring at his face, his hands clasped.
She snorted and ignored Han Chi, and was about to take the strange girl away.
He stretched out his hand, blocking her way.
"What are you doing?"
Dow's eyes were spitting fire.
Times have changed, and now she values ​​other things more than what she once held.
Without the power and status brought by Han Yan, without the protection and aura of the Dow family, she is just a cowardly woman.
Now, there was a puppet who jumped out and snatched everything she had never wanted.
I brushed it open the heavy and golden hollow hollow fan in my hand, and the fan pendant was a precious and beautiful jade.
She pinched her fan half-covered.
"Chier saluted you."
Dow sneered, "So what? He was the bone and blood that crawled out of my belly. It should be saluting, and I can't stand you."
She is Han Yuan's original match, but she is just the third marriage, why—she also wants to stop and salute herself?
Unexpectedly, he laughed and said, "I am the second official of the imperial court. If the people see the officials, they must not worship?"
Dow:"???"
Han Chi, who was just a little bit grieved: "!!!"
I shouted, "It is right for Chier to worship you, and you should worship me. Madam comes from a well-known and well-known school, wouldn't you know that? You have nothing to die for, no honor for you, and three-your family or you His Majesty convicted the traitor of the family annihilation-if Chier ignores you, I will not recognize the wife. Now that you have recognized your wife, you must establish rules. "
Dow's face was white, as if brushed with a layer of white ash, and the young lady behind was also scared and softened her legs, so she gave the gift first.
After a stalemate, Dow reluctantly and saluted him with humiliation.
"Let's get up. My official rests today, and he can't do anything about it. If the officials know that he is going to join His Majesty, it won't sound good."
Dow bit his back molars, his eyes were red, and the flesh of that little girl's wrist was pulled away.
Continue to stay insulted?
Han Chi was stunned.
Yelled, "She's your biological mother. She shouldn't have treated it this way, but well-I can't bear a little grievance."
She has seen a lot of old foxes in the officialdom.
Do you have a little thought in her heart?
But she is an unclear and sad woman. Do you really think that the name "He Li Yuan Duo" can beat her?
Not to mention actual action, even if you think about it!
It would not have been the case in the past, but today is different.
Today is the day of death for her husband, and she doesn't want him to see where he was a little wronged.
Han Chi bowed his head and said nothing.
The incense was burned, the Buddhist scriptures were copied in the side hall and burned, and an hour passed.
Before leaving the temple, I asked Sha Mi who was cleaning the main hall.
Only then did she know that the little lady next to Dow was her darling wife who arranged for her remarried husband. In order to win over her husband's heart and secure her position in the big room, she eagerly hoped that her carefully selected little sister could conceive her child as soon as possible. Today's incense is also to seek children.
He shouted at the corners of his mouth and couldn't help voicing. "Pray for Ankang to understand, what is the practice of running a temple?
Han Chi was puzzled, "Why?"
Yelled, "The monks talk about the four majors are all empty. It ’s ridiculous to find a monk, like a beggar?"
Han Chi: "..."
The Buddha would cry when he heard this.
I was very busy, but also better than Han, I had three days off in January.
Thinking of Han Yan's face, he will take care of Han Chi's homework and care about his life in the academy.
Han Chi was the first person to contact a woman like Aya, and her closeness soon surpassed her mother Dow.
Han Chi was returned to Hanfu by the housekeeper, and said to the woman who pinched her shoulders, "Saburo Jun is pretty good.
Shouted, "what do you want to say?"
The woman smiled, "May wish to take over and remember your name, presumably the master will agree."
芈 婳 Playing with the golden fan, she laughed, "If you do this, the Dow might be vomiting blood."
The woman said softly, "Everyone has his own life, and this is her life."
It is also a skill to be able to make the situation of lying and winning like this now.
Proud to be clever, but have never seen a fact in his life
Her destiny was held in the hands of others.
Not to be pinched by others, but she took the initiative to send fate to others.
All honor and shame rest on the family, husband, and son.
The family was destroyed, the husband was gone, and the son was alienated.
Losing everything is still unconscious, and continues to stubbornly step into another same pit.
She won't understand now, and she won't understand why she has lived this way in her life.
芈 婳 Looking at the pictures and inscriptions on the face of Jin Fan, she said indifferently, "I just hope that there are fewer women like this in the world."
The woman said, "A lady is a role model. Why worry that those women don't want to move?"
He sneered, "You don't understand. There are always more people who enjoy it than they do."
What about role models?
Today is a woman.
"As long as marrying a child is still the retreat of a woman, women like Dow are still emerging endlessly." Xiao laughed, "they would only say 'this is a good woman', 'but unfortunately a third marriage There are no more senior officials, Houlu, than they enjoy ', and then turned around and taught her daughter to work harder to marry a better man, and then taught her son to study hard and study martial arts, not to live under the woman. No one is a fool, of course I know It is much easier to marry a tall man than to be a tall woman. "
The woman was puzzled.
Many years later, Han Yan asked the ill and elderly whether she would help Fu Ling bury with her husband.
He smiled, "It's good to be a neighbor with your lousy old man, why bother the dead?"
Han Yan sat by the bed and asked her, "Relieved?"
"Those who can't think of something at the age of seventeen should think about it at the age of seventy-one. How can they feel the same way as they do now?"
Her young man lived in her heart for nearly fifty years.
Without the passionate feelings and unwavering obsessions of the year, he felt that he was an old man who had left for a long time.
Say "Hello" and say "Treasure".
She looked away and looked at the light outside the window.
Faintly, a faint chuckle was heard in the ear.
Smirked.
An old man, after all.
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3 [▓▓] good night
芈 婳 On this article, she had a confrontation with Dow once. The two were not a single player at all, and the latter was not worthy of jumping in front of her.
The first married husband is Bai Yueguang's first love, the second marriage is forced to helplessly compromise, the third marriage Han Yun is her own choice, the emotional component is more complicated, friendship and affection, love each other, appreciate each other, support each other, achieve each other's aspirations . I am not a love brain, and the female emperor does not have a female supporting role in this book.
I think that if Ye died really old and old, she should be relieved.
(End of this chapter)