Chapter 13: Pressing the Breath, You're Not My Mother

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Dull blue, dark black, bright yellow, verdant green, blood-like red, the rest of the cloth looks more, come and go on these colors, Shen Liang is only fifteen years old, so it is not dark and bright color, only afraid that he can not hold up at all, if the clothes are made more gorgeous, it is easy to give people the feeling of wearing a dragon robe and not like a prince.

This is why they picked the fabric first, anyway, the materials are excellent, and if they really dress like a beam-jumping clown in the future, they can also say that he chose it himself, right?

It was really a good calculation, not only won the reputation of treating the original concubine, but also suppressed him once, Shen Liang couldn't help but sneer, and his face was always silent.

Seeing that he had not decided which color of cloth to pick for a long time, everyone showed a schadenfreude look, as long as it was a longhouse person, the second room and the third room were all unhappy, they did not see the difference between Shen Liang, but so what? He had better see through the intentions of Liu Shuhan's mother and daughter, and directly tear them apart, the more chaotic the long house, the happier they are.

And Liu Shuhan's mother and daughter, this is their ruse, can they not be surprised?

"Just red, didn't the Taoist priest invited by my mother say that I was a calamity in the womb?" Red is just enough to suppress the anger on my body, saving you from really hitting anyone here. Picking

up the red cloth, Shen Liang not only did not shy away from the matter of the stars, but also said it very calmly, with special meaning.

Everyone in the warm cabinet couldn't help but change their faces slightly, although most of them knew that the evil birth of the star was just Liu Shuhan's deliberate booty for him, but what if it was not a serious word? A group of people can't help but feel a little like sitting on a needle, especially Liu Shuhan and the old lady, the things of that year, relying on Liu Shuhan alone can not do so perfectly.

"Look at what you child said, do you mean to make your mother feel guilty?" If Hou Ye had not been childless at that time, and the old lady was worried, would she have asked the master of the White Cloud Temple again?

Qiang endured with unhappiness, Liu Shuhan smiled gently.

"Did my mother misunderstand something?"

Handing the cloth to Qi Yue, Shen Liang turned around and casually found a chair to sit down: "I didn't accuse anyone, I just confessed my fate, why should my mother think more, people who don't know may think that I am not filial to my stepmother." 

The name of the scourge was planted on his head, but they didn't want people to know that they believed in those fictitious things, and they thought about it on both ends, where there was such a cheap thing.

"This..."

Everyone has confessed their fate, what else can she say?

Liu Shuhan suddenly found that she was actually blocked by Shen Liang and could not speak, and if she continued, I am afraid that she would really have to sit on her accusation of implying that he was not filial to his stepmother, and if this were to spread out, coupled with the rumors outside about her secretly harming her original concubine, then her reputation would be completely ruined.

"Okay, you also said two words less, Xiao Wu has returned, why do you still mention those things?"

The old lady glanced at Liu Shuhan at the right time, and then said to Shen Liang's 'loving': "Xiao Wu, now your eldest brother is a Zhengsan Pin Hussar General, only one level worse than your father, you don't want to humiliate him, change Ming'er and them to Tianmen Academy." In the past, she had never seriously looked at this 'grandson', but today he has repeatedly impressed her, presumably because she has accumulated a lot of resentment in the past five years, right? Or, with him tossing the long house, she still has peace of mind.

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