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After Fan Jin and they returned, an attendant came to her courtyard and informed, "Knock on Miss." The head of the family asked you to freshen up immediately, change into plain white clothes, remember to button white flowers on your chest, and go to the young master's mourning hall to keep a watch. ”

Fan Sisi was shocked when she heard this, "What? Now you let me go to the wake of the spirit? I just got better!"

Why did she suddenly come back and set up a mourning hall and let her keep a watch? She was just able to get off the ground and kneel?

"Yes, miss. That's what the head of the house commanded. The squire replied affirmatively.

"Didn't my father go to the Drunken Immortal Mansion to avenge my brother?" Fan Sisi was very reluctant.

The attendant gave her a general account of what had happened outside. However, the scandal of Fan Jin and his wife was omitted in the middle.

"Okay! Miss Ben knows that Su Yun is a slut! Hmph! I think it~ That Fan Siqi doesn't look like a person from my Fan family, my brother and I both look like my father, just this little wild breed is different, I didn't expect it to be a wild seed born with Lin Fan's leg!"

The waiter's head was lowered unconsciously, and the corners of his mouth twitched...... This young lady is very proud of her looks? hehe...... I haven't been out of the room for the past few days, why does it look even uglier, and ......

Sneaked a glance at Fan Sisi, and it was very stinky...... How could the smell of this young lady be so disgusting?

When Fan Sisi thought that he hadn't killed Lin Fan's family of three, he felt uncomfortable, and blamed all of them on Allure.

The ugly face was even more bitter at this time, "Hmph! I didn't expect the boss of the Drunken Immortal Mansion to be that slut from the Dumping Phoenix! What is the great thing about the future Princess Chen? King Chen didn't even dare to show his face, and he didn't know if it was an extremely ugly monster." It just so happens that both of them are ugly bastards who have no face!"

Hearing this, the corners of the attendant's mouth couldn't help but move again.

Fan Sisi longed to die in Allure, but he knew that he couldn't beat him, and he was indeed scared of Allure, so he could only hold back, thinking that there would always be a chance to take revenge!

Then his eyes lit up again, and he asked, "You just said that my mother got a beauty pill?"

"Yes. It was the deal with Miss Allure that was exchanged. ”

The attendant didn't know what Fan Sisi had in mind, so he said truthfully.

Fan Sisi lowered his head, and the corners of his mouth were secretly bent, and he said to the attendant: "Okay, Miss Ben knows, so I'm going to go to the mourning hall." ”

She knew that she couldn't go if she didn't go, otherwise the consequences would be very serious, so she just begged her mother not to take the beauty pill so quickly.

Shi Lizhu arranged Fan Siming's funeral properly, and she was also dressed in plain clothes.

Sitting on the side of the mourning hall, Fan Sisi was also helped over.

As soon as she saw Shi Lizhu, she cried bitterly, "Mother, my brother's life is so miserable...... Woohoo......"

Shi Lizhu stepped forward to help her, and suddenly her brows couldn't help but smile, holding back the nausea. How could there be a strange smell on this daughter?

Forget it, it's not the time to ask about this, so I didn't say it for the time being.

cried directly: "Woo woo ~ Si Si ~ Now there are only two of us left...... You're going to have to fight in the future, or you're going to ...... We won't be able to keep our position in this house...... Woo~" said while wiping tears.

Fan Sisi looked at Fan Jin's absence, and he didn't know where he went.

Shi Lizhu led her to Fan Siming's coffin and made her kneel. She sat aside, and the two began to howl.

Actually, Fan Sisi wasn't so sad, but didn't she want to act like a point? Otherwise, how could she make her mother feel comfortable and make her happy......?

So I endured the discomfort in my knees and started a two-day and one-night vigil.

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