"Hey, why is it you, little Fugua? Didn't I say you were missing? So you are here, so who is missing? It really makes Ba Amo worried." Ba Fujin said loudly at the door.

"The Crown Prince of Dunjun sends greetings to Babel Fujin. Babel Fujin is auspicious." Little Fugua was not timid when he came up. The meaning of this little guy's greetings is very complicated.

I am the prince of Dunjun, and I am a little higher than your man. If your man is not my Amma’s brother, according to the national etiquette, you have to pay my respects to me!

It was impossible for Ba Fujin not to understand. The corners of his mouth twitched and his fingers trembled for a long time before he sneered: "Who taught you this, little Fu Gua, told Ba Amo, are you not ready to recognize Ba Bo or what?"

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Little Fu Gua tilted her head and blinked cutely: "In this world, aren't there fathers and sons, kings and ministers? I heard your husband say that national rites should come first and then family rites. Is this wrong?"

Who can say this is wrong!

Bafujin really didn't expect that he would be stunned by such a small child.

At this time, she felt for the first time the third master's mood, the complicated emotions that were tangled, painful, embarrassing, angry... but unable to be vented.

"Okay, I won't talk nonsense with you anymore. I'm going to see your mother-in-law now. You can't stop me from going in, unless your mother-in-law has something...hehe..."

Gesang Huadao said: "This person, as he is pregnant with a child, it is better to accumulate some blessings."

Gesanghua really didn’t understand that Bafujin had been married for seven or eight years before she got pregnant for only two or three months. If she didn’t take care of her at home, why would she be running around?

——Old man, this is so heartbreaking.

How could Bafujin listen to this and immediately shouted: "Who do you think you are? You dare to curse the emperor's heir? Come and give me a compliment."

The guards were about to step forward at that moment.

Little Fugua stood forward and said: "Who dares to hit me! Someone, protect my aunt."

Little Fu Gua might be able to endure Ba Fu Jin's beatings on other people, but Gesang Hua is almost like an elder. She is still pregnant with her little sister, so it's strange that he allows others to hit her.

Bafujin was so angry that he could no longer care about the Three Corpses: "I'm here today to see if I can beat such a shameless slave. Give me..."

Fuqing came over quickly and slowly: "Hey, what's going on? I'm here to say hello to the Eighth Blessings. The Eighth Blessings are auspicious."

Although he claims to be a slave, he actually has an official position. If one of the preparation professors of the Prince's family is from the ninth grade, it is a good thing, and if the Dianshan master is of the eighth grade, it is a blessing.

Although he is a servant of the county prince, he is actually an official of the Qing Dynasty. It is okay if he claims to be in a humble position.

He said this just to show more humility and respect.

Of course Bafujin knew about blessings, so he endured and showed some respect: "You came just in time. This slave is gossiping. This is a member of your family. Please teach her a lesson for me."

Fuxing smiled coldly at Gesanghua: "Who am I talking about? You are so bold that even Bafujin dares to contradict you. So it's you!"

Gesanghua snorted coldly and didn't look at him.

She is the popular person in front of Yuan Wense. Old Ten people look up to her with special regard and can tolerate her sometimes. Not to mention other people, in Dunjun Palace, she is a palace maid, but in fact, she is really not afraid of luck at all.
Chapter completed!