Dou Xiaoyang walked out with his hands in his hands, his eyebrows and eyes were full of smiles, his dark eyes were shining as if they were full of stars in the sea, and he snapped his fingers at the stunned Jintong with a wave of his big hand.

Jintong touched her head and looked at the equally sluggish manberry, smiled at her and followed.

"Manluo, let's go!" Fu Liluo stroked the scarlet door frame, and softly shouted to the little maid who was groaning on the verandah, and a pair of eyes sparkled in the direction where the man in ink had disappeared, and his cheeks were as beautiful as the sunset.

Shaking her head suspiciously, Manluo stretched out her hand and scratched her cheeks to look at Fu Liluo, who was peach-skinned: "Miss, what did you say to General Dou? ”

"Nothing. Fu Li Luoli smiled lightly, put the white porcelain vase into his sleeve, and walked towards the round stone door in the corridor.

Manluo curled her red lips, muttered, twisted her waist and followed quickly: "Miss, wait for me!"

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The sun was still thin in the morning, but at this moment it became more and more dark and gloomy, the cold wind drilled straight into the neck socket like a knife, Fu Li Luo tightened the neck sleeve of the white fox fur, and walked briskly towards the direction of the flower hall, and the thin white hand unconsciously hugged the hand warmer in his arms.

"Does Miss still marry the king of Dongyang?" Manluo gasped and followed, and said this without oil, blinking and looking at Fu Liluo with a serious face: "The slave maid thinks that Miss should not marry the king of Dongyang, he looks fierce." ”

Manluo touched the tip of her red nose and took a breath: "General Dou is very good, the slave also likes Miss, and Miss is also..."

"Say no more. Fu Liluo interrupted coldly, the cold wind blew the green silk on her cheeks and sideburns fluttering back and forth, Fu Liluo suddenly felt a little stuffy in his heart, picked up the white porcelain bottle in his sleeve and threw it out.

Manberry stretched out her hand to cover the corner of her mouth, and looked at the white porcelain bottle lying in the weeds with a bitter face, and when the girl with a slightly pale face flashed into the roller shutter door, Manrose lightly grabbed the small bottle on the pile of grass, and ran in her arms.

She didn't mean to make her own young lady angry, he just wanted to wake up the young lady, don't make a decision to marry a strange man easily, although Manluo is very arrogant, but she can see that her young lady still cares about General Dou very much, but he has a marriage contract with the third young lady of the Yongding Marquis Mansion.

Manluo sighed and watched the plain silhouette lift the curtain and enter the room...

The flower beds under the pillars of the flower hall are blooming brightly, and the yellow and green orchids are overwhelming, but Fu Liluo only likes a few plums at the corner of the corridor, and the thin branches are dotted with stamens.

Fu Liluo's white face was like water, only the clear and slippery corners of her eyes revealed her heart at the moment, she reached out and gently wiped away the clammy coldness, and was about to bend down to enter, but she heard a sharp cold snort from the lively flower hall:

"According to my sister, my sister is so good that she lets a girl's family ride on her head. ”

The voice was soft and sharp, Fu Liluo half-squinted her eyes and ears, she knew that it was the concubine in the second room who spoke.

"It's not! My mother is usually so good that she let her big sister give her no face in front of everyone. Gu Yunhua's pale little face turned red with anger, she coughed, and instantly cried pear blossoms with rain: "Grandmother and aunts don't know how the eldest sister used to abuse our mother and daughter, and they locked me up in the firewood room, and instructed their subordinates to harm me and apply medicine on my clothes, which made me itchy and unbearable, and scratched my body." ”

"It's too much. Another burst of angry shouts came, "Doesn't Lord Otsuka care?

Fu Liluo opened the corner of the curtain and looked in, Gu Yunhua was crying on the old lady's lap, reflecting the light of the room, and the narrow beautiful eyes were swollen like peaches.

The old lady on the soft couch had a sneer on her face full of anger, and was holding Gu Yunhua's hand and caressing it, her face full of kindness and pity.

"Old lady, sisters, the concubine is bitter in body and soul!"

Yang Suqin raised the handkerchief and wiped the corners of her eyes, the ** piled up on her cheeks melted a lot due to tears, revealing her sallow and mottled face, she walked to the old lady and cried, like a dead mother: "Old lady, the concubine is finally looking forward to the stars and the moon and looking forward to you, otherwise our mother and daughter will be killed by the eldest lady." ”

Mama Li stood on the side and twitched the corners of her mouth, and she interjected rashly, only raised the corners of her eyes and stared at Yang Suqin fiercely, and couldn't help admiring her acting skills.

With a sway, the glass cup on the incense case was smashed far away and shattered into a slag.

Immediately followed, there was a violent anger from the soft couch: "How can this really be true! Could it be that this big Otsuka Zaifu is ruled by a little woman of hers?"

The old lady angrily threw the brass hand stove in her arms on the case, and her old face turned horizontally: "There is really a mother and a daughter, I see! She is just like her dead mother, she is intolerable." ”

Mama Li stood on the left side of the carved screen, listening to this words, her face was already blue, poor Mrs. Shen treated her subordinates with mercy for half her life, and she also ended up with such a reputation, Mama Li was angry in her heart.

"The old lady's words are too ugly, isn't it?" The crisp voice seemed to be infringing on the snow and drifting towards everyone, and the ethereal and clean voice frightened everyone.

Everyone looked up at the fringed curtain, and a light and bright girl walked in with an angry face.

The old lady Mei Shi sat cross-legged on the soft couch, her body trembled slightly, and she suddenly lowered her eyelids and looked at the brazier on the side, and said, "Add more charcoal!" After saying that, she coughed a few times, and her old face was slightly red, not looking at the figure that was getting closer and closer.

After all, she is not her own grandmother, even if she doesn't like her, there is no way, who makes the girl in front of her the daughter of the adopted son of Otsuka Zai!

Before, for this girl, I had a lot of quarrels with my adopted son who was a big official, but this time Baba didn't want to make a fuss because of her.

Besides, his unpromising son was dismissed, and at this time, he needed to contribute as Otsuka's adopted son, so don't make him unhappy.

The old lady secretly thought in her heart, and the ravine-like ravines on her face became deeper and deeper.

Fu Liluo clenched his fists with both hands, glanced at the Gu Yun painting that was shrunk on his shoulders, and raised his apricot eyes: "My sister's ability to fight a rake is really as good as fire!" As he spoke, he looked at the old lady who was still angry: "Maybe the old lady still doesn't know why her father locked her sister in the small firewood room, do you want me to tell you about it, and then chew the root of the tongue?"

Pursing his slightly dry lips, Fu Liluo's eyes instantly became cold, and the end of the next sentence dragged on for a long time, although the volume was not high, it smashed into everyone present like an ice cube.

Glancing at the second-room concubine and Yang Suqin, who had just returned their sharp teeth, Fu Liluo's eyes shot towards them like sharp knives out of their sheaths.

The second concubines, Chen and Yang Suqin, couldn't help but tighten their necks, and slumped on the soft chair with a sneering face.

Mrs. Mei, who had not said anything all the time, pulled Fu Liluo's wrist with a smile and said with a smile: "Xi'er is the most measured, there must be some misunderstanding in the middle?"

Mei's was already at odds with Yang Suqin, and she lived here for a while a few years ago, and she knew that Yang Suqin was a scheming person, although she didn't like it, it was not easy to tear her face.

Yang Suqin shrank to the side with a trembling body, bowed her shoulders tremblingly and shed tears: "Miss, the concubine has always loved you and never dared to blame you a little." Yang Suqin squinted at the old lady on the soft couch of Yunjin, and grabbed Fu Liluo's hand sleeve violently and said, "Please raise your noble hand, let the concubine and the painting have a way out!"

While speaking, Yang Suqin's body collapsed like a willow and fell at Fu Liluo's feet, looking miserable and pitiful.

Fu Liluo pulled her skirt in disgust, sat on the soft chair of Qingmo next to the round table, and looked at Yang Suqin, who was clumsy in acting, with watery eyes, her eyes were bright and bright, and a hint of sneer flashed at the corners of her white lips.

"Mother, mother, what's wrong with you?"

Gu Yunhua stumbled and ran over crying, stretched out his hand to hug Yang Suqin, who had fainted, and raised a slightly pale little face to stare at Fu Liluo viciously with a pale face.

"Quick, help the second lady up, quick. The old lady looked at Fu Liluo, who was drinking tea, coldly, and hurriedly instructed Mama Li on the side: "Go and ask the doctor to come and have a look." ”

Mama Li rolled her eyelids, stood motionless, bowed down and said with a light smile: "Back to the old lady, this is the second lady's ** illness, there is no need to see the doctor, she will wake up by herself after a while." ”

Everyone looked at each other suspiciously....

Yang Suqin's closed eyes twitched, the corners of her forehead were covered with fine sweat for a moment, Gu Yunhua looked at the trembling face of her mother in her arms, and a trace of impatience rose in her heart, and she couldn't help but grit her teeth and whispered: "Mother, you will change your tricks next time! ”

Fu Li Luo Qiao stood on the felt in the center of the hall, reflecting the fire light jumping in the bronze brazier, the red agate on the hairpin on her head exuded bright brilliance, and the red tear mole at the corner of her eyes was crystal clear, like the red gem hanging on the Daming Palace, which rendered the bright light of the room in a trance, which should not be underestimated.

Glaring at Yang Suqin, who was pretending to be dizzy, Fu Li Luo Yu's hand curled slightly, and she bit her lip and took a step forward: "Old lady, please sit down, and let Mama Li, the housekeeper, tell you the story." Then he looked at Mama Li on the side of the screen: "Mama, let's talk about it!

Fu Liluo blinked his clear eyes, and his long eyelashes fluttered and bent into a cunning arc.

"Did it start with Sister Yunhua's murder of her personal maid, or did it start with pushing me into the water..."Fu Liluo groaned for a moment, didn't look at everyone's open mouths, picked up the teacup on the case and blew it, and said with a light smile: "Let's start with her pushing me into the water!"

The fluttering words had already shocked everyone present.

Mama Li was busy responding, she couldn't help but think of coming out to expose the true face of Yang Suqin and Gu Yun's paintings, and everyone quietly changed their faces in Mama Li's words of voice and color, and her tone and frustration.

Gu Mohua, who had a straightforward temperament, couldn't help but get up from the soft chair, and stared contemptuously at Gu Yunhua, who was shrinking down: "Sister Hua'er is so vicious, and her own sister is also so ruthless." ”

As he spoke, he rolled his blue eyelids and snorted hatefully: "I treat you as a weak and gentle person, I can't imagine that you will do this, and you will be so fond of your grandmother." ”

The round cheeks of the ancient ink painting are bulging, and the black and bright eyes are wide open, and they are as bright as the stars in the sky.

Gu Yunhua, who was sitting on the soft vulture, was just crying and crying vigorously in the face of Gu Mohua's angry scolding, and his delicate face was red and white for a while, like a clown on the stage, and he was about to have nowhere to hide.

"It's really vicious!" Lady Erfangyan lamented, "Fortunately, my mother hasn't fully believed this painting and the words of the second lady, otherwise it would be really wrong." ”

The old lady who was crooked on the soft couch only felt that the corners of her forehead were abrupt, and a dull pain struck, she hummed and chirped and half lay on the couch, stretched out her finger and pointed at the fainting Yang Suqin and scolded: "Girls with bad hearts, I was almost blinded by you two mothers!"

Yang Suqin, who was leaning on Gu Yunhua's arms, instantly widened her eyes, stroked her eyebrows and stood up tremblingly: "Old lady, it's not like this, it's not..."

Suddenly, with a snap, Yang Suqin's hooked body, like dead wood in the court, was planted next to the round case.