It is said that the news came from the mouths of the servants of Prince Zhuang's mansion, and Tong Jia Muyun had many whiplashes on his body.

Prince Zhuang Fujin was depressed to death, which servant in the house spread the situation of the flower viewing party? Why did she look for it twice, and she almost turned the entire palace over, and she didn't find the little maid who added tea?!

No matter how depressed she was, the news had already gotten out.

That night, there was an uproar in Sijiu City: Tong Jiaqi really had a whiplash wound on her body! Could it really be Tong Jia Muzhen?

Immediately afterwards, someone asked: "How is it possible, Tong Jialiu is such a beautiful and elegant little girl." How is it possible to hit someone with a whip? ”

"That's it, Miss Muzhen is a concubine, can she be so uneducated?"

"That's not it, no matter what, she won't whip her sister. It was that Tong Jia Muyun who deliberately framed him. ”

Some people were not happy: "The minions of Prince Zhuang's Mansion have all said it, many people have seen it with their own eyes, and the nobles present can testify!" Who will whip themselves to be drafted? There are scars on the body, but they will be struck. If you put off the brand, you can't marry into a first-class noble family. ”

"That is, when Miss Muyun rode out on horseback, even the children on the side of the road had to get off the horse and coax them when they cried, how could they be framed by others."

"That's it, Tong Jia Muzhen's reputation is so bad, maybe she beat it! Have you forgotten? She's the one who bets on the big guys! ”

In the teahouse and restaurant, at the corner of the street, everyone was divided into several factions and argued and discussed from time to time.

By the evening of the second day, the topic of discussion had changed:

Impossible, Miss Muzhen is a famous girl, how could she do such a bad thing?

By the fourth day, it was already one-sided.

The voice of Tong Jia Muyun is getting smaller and smaller, and there are more and more people who stand on the street for Tong Jia Muzhen, insisting that she is a famous daughter and cannot do that.

In the past few months, the ups and downs about Tong Jia Muzhen have long reached the ears of her mother, Mrs. Tong Jia.

Mrs. Tong Jia's second wife has not been in good health since she returned to Beijing this time, and she has been raising her in the house and not going out much.

People outside said that her daughter had a bad reputation, so she was even more reluctant to go out.

In the past few days, the rumors have become more and more ugly, and even the people in the house are chewing their tongues in a whisper: "The sixth girl has such a bad temper and is so arrogant, is she really a concubine?" ”

"Who knows, I heard that the sixth girl and the seventh girl were born with a difference of a stick of incense, maybe they hugged the wrong one?"

"Shhhh Be quiet! If the people of the six girls hear it, they won't be able to pull out your tongue! ”

Occasionally, I walked around the back garden of the house and wanted to relax, but when I heard such words, Mrs. Tong Jia's second wife suddenly became angry.

Tong Jia Muzhen and Tong Jia Muyun are half-siblings, one and the same, but they look very similar. Both sisters are like their father, Tong Jiaqingfu. Especially the nose, eyebrows, and lips, which are simply carved out of a mold.

In the past few months, Tong Jiaqingfu has become more and more disappointed in Tong Jia Muzhen, and has complained more than once that Mrs. Tong Jia has disciplined her daughter well. The more I look at Tong Jiamuyun, the more pleasing it is to the eye.

More than once, he said in front of Mrs. Tong Jia: "Look at Mu Yun, look at Mu Zhen again!" Look at what you're used to Mu Zhen? ”

Sometimes Mrs. Tong Jia couldn't help but think that it would be nice if Mu Yun was her daughter. Well-behaved and obedient are just as beautiful.