"Mother-in-law?" Ran Ziwan called tentatively and softly. Everything here was so familiar, so familiar that she could close her eyes and find the location of the bedroom, find any random thing in the drawer, she knew how many collections were in the study of Duanwang's Mansion, and even what was recorded in that collection, and she couldn't even write a word in her mind, as if she had only read it yesterday.

It's just strange that all she forgot was the people involved.

"Late, but do you remember that you have a mother-in-law?" an old voice sounded, indescribable love. The woman approached slowly, and her steps did not stagger, but there was some posture of practicing the family. There seemed to be a kind of familiarity in the woman, Ran Ziwan smiled faintly, and said a little weakly: "Your evening was hit on the head by someone, and I don't remember anything." ”。

"You two dead girls, I won't be in the warm hall for a day, and you almost got into a big disaster. Knowing that the people in the long house were restless, they were so careless. The words were a little harsh, and then he smiled warmly, and his loving face was full of smiles. "It's a shame that Miss didn't really break her head, at least she remembers that she was my late child from childhood to adulthood. ”

"The slave knows that she is wrong!" Zique Zimian bowed to the ground, "Please forgive Miss!"

"Get up, it's not good for me too. There was a faint smile on Ran Ziwan's face, there was no wave in her emotions, the medicinal bath was really comfortable, Ran Ziwan closed her eyes lightly and stopped talking.

Ran Ziwan remembered that era, she was also the eldest lady, the only granddaughter of the clan leader Lao Lin Gong, and the future heir of the Lin family. In this life, the warm palace is luxurious and luxurious, and she is still the eldest lady of the wealthy family. In addition to carrying all kinds of rumors, it is said that she will not live to be sixteen years old, obviously at the same age as the flower season, but she is a princely and sick girl, without parents and parents, only one person counts down the time, and then smiles and waits for annihilation?

She is unwilling, and she will not fall silently. Even if she can't earn the ending, she has to leave with a bang.

"Miss, it's time!" Zimian gently reminded.

"Miss, Miss is not good! The third lady led the maid and the maid to this side, looking very scary!" Zique ran in in a panic, speaking a little breathlessly.

"I didn't go looking for her, but she sent it to the door!" Ran Ziwan sighed while changing her clothes, is that the third young lady? Last time, her body was very weak, and she didn't have much strength to let it go gently, but now she is going to be bullied home. I have to say that women's clothing in ancient times was really not an ordinary trouble, no better than the previous world shorts with T-shirts, easy to wear and look good. Fortunately, Zimian helped clean it up, otherwise Murphy was really afraid that he would be in a hurry and tear it up.

"Move a chair and put it in the middle hall, I want to see what kind of goods are sent to the door!" Ran Ziwan walked out of the South Warm Hall and walked towards the main courtyard of the Evening Pavilion. "Zique, I went to each courtyard and invited someone from the long room to come, and I said that I would clean up the portal at night!"

"It's Miss!" Zique looked a little excited, but didn't say anything, and simply turned her head and went about it.

After the Jinmen Bridge in April, Murphy recuperated for more than a month, and now it is the beginning of May when the spring breeze is warm and green. The atrium of the evening pavilion is full of bonsai, green bamboo, and the fragrance of books naturally flows in the tranquility.

"Little slut! Last time you pretended to be Miss Ben, now I'll let you pretend to be happy!" Murphy squinted and gently shook his feet on the wicker chair, as if the person being scolded was not himself.

"Slut!" Ran Zijing continued to scold, her Ran Zijing's calm and relaxed appearance is the most annoying, that kind of style, even the eldest sister Ran Ziqing, who was carefully cultivated by her grandparents, is afraid that she can't compare, and she is as noble as having countless halos on her head, and there is no room for other modifications between her gestures.

"Slut, slut" Ran Zijing couldn't help but stomp her feet, her silver teeth shining in the sun, and Ran Zijing looked extremely dazzling. The original group of menacing mothers-in-law in the back were also a little confused at this time, and they were all stupid and coarse in place.

Where is this legendary sick and crooked person!

"Ahh Although she didn't see Ran Ziwan's movements clearly, she also clearly knew that it was her move. The body swayed and just wanted to stand up, but Ran Ziwan obviously just kicked another stone, but the force looked like a sideways kick, kicking Ran Zijing in front of those rough envoys. Ran Ziwan raised her eyebrows, and her expression was self-evident. Poor Ran Zijing scolded a few words and then lay on the ground and curled up in a ball, the good clothes were wrinkled.

Ran Ziwan glanced at the somewhat rough mother-in-law who went back to report the news, and did not stop her, and sat back on the rattan chair leisurely, sipping fragrant tea. What she wants today is to let them know that she is not easy to mess with!

"Purple Sparrow, bring the third lady here. I want her to see where I am cheap?" Ran Zijing kept crying in pain, her eyes full of disbelief!

"Forget it, third sister. Ziwan thinks it's better for you to crawl over by yourself!" Ran Ziwan laughed, the sun seemed to be getting brighter and brighter, or only the sun on her head was so bright.

Ran Zijing spit out angrily: "What are you, a sick man who can't live to be twenty-eight." I'll crawl over for you, dream! Grandma will come in a moment and see who will crawl over whom!"

"Is that right? Third sister don't worry. Wan'er has already sent someone to invite. Ran Ziwan tapped and played with the pebbles under his feet, and walked towards Ran Zijing step by step. "However, I don't know if the third sister can wait for your grandmother to save you!"

"Bang! Bang!!" There were several crisp sounds, Ran Zijing's pig-like scream resounded in the sky, woo woo woo hurt so much that she couldn't make a sound, the bloody mucus in her mouth flowed down the corners of her mouth, a mouthful of silver teeth fell out in all directions, and the mother-in-law behind her was also beaten and rolled all over the ground.

Ran Ziwan closed his eyes, tapping and tapping on the Chinese and Western medicine he had practiced, and there was naturally nothing difficult about the acupuncture points and bone structure. After a few kicks and kicks, the ground was horizontal, crying and shouting.

"You three!" Ran Ziwan pointed to three of the rough envoys, and she deliberately did not kick them down, and ordered, "Come here!"

Didn't some people say that her soft persimmons are easy to pinch? And those rumors

So what about following the rumors?

"Miss Ziwan?" The three mothers-in-law naturally knew the reason why they were spared, and at this time they were already trembling and kneeling on the ground, eager to bury their heads in the jade bricks on the ground, looking extremely deferential.

"Slut, slut" Ran Zijing spoke with wind at the corner of her mouth, her voice was slurred, but she still kept scolding.

"Will the palm mouth?" Ran Ziwan looked at Ran Zijing's face with disgust, in fact, she couldn't see these cruelties, and she didn't want the people around her to touch these dirt.

"One on each side, left and right. Let the third sister sober up. Ran Ziwan's tone was deliberately long, and his voice was soft and clear. It's just that this tone sounds like it makes these mothers-in-law who usually snub the night pavilion a little creepy, and they unnaturally lower their heads.

"Slaves don't dare!" the three old slaves knelt on the ground and begged for mercy, and now Miss Ziwan looked like she didn't hear it anymore, and they felt cold from the bottom of their hearts.

"Oh, don't you like stones!" Ran Ziwan raised his eyebrows innocently, as if he had done something difficult for a strong man.

One of the three mothers-in-law looked very sleek and sophisticated, and immediately gave the other two a look. The three of them trotted all the way, grabbed Ran Zijing on the ground, one dragged her hair from behind, and one on both sides began to pick up her thick big hands and fan Ran Zijing's face wildly, and after a few clicks, she couldn't see her original face.

"Miss Ziwan, the third miss fainted. The woman stood still on one side.

"Keep fanning, maybe you'll wake up in a while!" Ran Ziwan's face was pale.

The three mothers-in-law shuddered, but they didn't dare to slack off. I just ask the 'grandmother' and 'grandmother' to come over quickly, so as not to embarrass them.

"My daughter, what a wretch. Ran Youshi, the eldest lady of the long house, cried, and even brought a group of aunts and wives around her, all around Ran Zijing, and there was a ghost crying wolf howl, as if she was crying for Ran Zijing.

It's just that there is no sadness in this cry.

Ran Ziwan was still sitting on the rattan chair without opening his eyes, and added almost affectionately: "Mammas, don't stop, you know?"

The three rough envoys didn't dare not listen, and continued to fan the unconscious Ran Zijing with a strong slap in front of Ran Youshi. Several maids and concubines hurriedly hugged Ran Zijing, nothing else, they were all under Ran You's nose, and now if they don't show their loyalty, he won't have a good life.

"Ran Ziwan, do you still have me as an aunt in your eyes! Such a domineering in front of me!" Ran Youshi stood up and glared at Ran Ziwan angrily. Today she asked her third daughter to give Ran Zi a late dismissal, this family must still be what their uncle said, although it has not been officially named Duanwangye, but it has been in charge of the entire Duanwangfu for more than ten years. I am the mistress of this palace, why is this short-lived ghost with no father and no mother spreading wild here!

"No!" Ran Ziwan squinted and yawned.

"Miss Ziwan, aren't you afraid of being kicked out of the palace if you talk to the housewife like this? Don't forget, now the palace is what our uncle says!"

"I don't know the height of the sky, I really don't listen to the teachings. "Looking at the strength of this snort, Ran Ziwan didn't blink his eyelids. "Whoever dares to stop it, you will be rewarded together"

The mothers-in-law didn't dare to stop, looking at the few stones at Ran Ziwan's feet, their hearts trembled. came and went and scraped a few roommates around him. Usually rely on himself to be able to climb into the master's bed, and he is not good to these old and rough mothers-in-law. Now the scene is chaotic, except for Ran You's, the remaining dozen or so girls and aunts are scuffling together, and the three rough grandmothers are also fighting hard at this time, and they are fighting with their hands and feet. More than a dozen people wanted to scuffle the three mothers-in-law, but they didn't expect to hurt each other by mistake, and finally the resentment accumulated in private because of the competition for favor was vented out in one go.