In the afternoon, Yan Xiong received an order from Yan Hongyang to clean up the courtyard next to the main courtyard and ask Zhang Xueyun to move over. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Because, the main courtyard should be given to the main room.

Zhang Xueyun specially went to find Yan Hongyang for this purpose, but Yan Hongyang didn't even see her face. Across the door, she heard an ambiguous voice in the room, and Zhang Xueyun scolded in her heart: That old thing, in broad daylight, is so shameless.

She forgot that she and "that old thing" had been talking nonsense more than once before.

Zhang Xueyun was "driven out" of the main courtyard, handed over the power of the family, and no longer owned the key to the warehouse, and tomorrow, her son will go to the family ancestral hall to perform a succession ceremony and pass it to Lu Hanyan.

This is also where Zhang Xueyun gritted his teeth.

That Lu Hanyan is only eighteen years old, Yan Tianyou is eighteen, Yan Tianci is almost seventeen, let two men who are about the same age as her recognize her as her mother, can she give birth to such a big son?

After coming out of the front hall, Yan Qingrui didn't have the heart to care about the conspiracy between Zhang Xueyun's mother and son, she went back to Hailan Pavilion.

Xingyun went to the kitchenette to prepare dinner, and she went straight to the attic.

On the way back just now, her heart suddenly moved, and she felt that she had been in too much of a hurry last night, and that she might have overlooked something.

So she wanted to check it out again.

She firmly believed in her heart that Su Ruolan must have another deep meaning for leaving that thing. The two words sewn into the swaddling clothes, are they Su Ruolan's handwriting, or do they not even know her?

If it was her, why did she sew those two words into the mezzanine?

If it weren't for her, then how could this little swaddling cloth be in her hands?

Walking up to the attic step by step, Yan Qingrui's mind unconsciously had a memory that belonged to the original body.

It was in this attic that there was a snarky woman's laughter, followed by the sound of books falling to the ground, and a soft female voice: "Don't throw it away, don't throw my books......"

The sharp female voice said in an extremely high and mean voice: "Su Ruolan, you can't save your life now, and you still want to keep these books? ”

The weak female voice seemed to be patient, and it seemed to be sad and angry: "I didn't offend you, why do you have to be so hard?"

"Of course you have offended me, and your existence is an offense to me. Why are you in the main room? I am a concubine? What am I inferior to you? Don't you just rely on you to be the eldest lady of the Su family? Now that the Su family is gone, you are the daughter of a criminal minister, how can you fight with me? Hmph!" As he spoke, there was another sound of books being thrown on the ground.

The weak female voice seemed to be unbearable, and there was a sternness in her voice: "Enough, Zhang Xueyun, on weekdays, I don't interfere with the river water with you, don't you think it's too much to deceive people when you fall into the well like this?"

Zhang Xueyun, a sharp female voice, sneered: "It's you who deceives! I have known Hongyang before, why are you just going to be the main room, I can only be a concubine, your daughter is a concubine, but my son and daughter are concubines?"

"Slap ......" a crisp sound.

Zhang Xueyun covered her face and looked at her in disbelief: "You dare to hit me?"

Su Ruolan said patiently: "The entire Yan Mansion has been given to you, I just want this Hailan Pavilion to live in this place, if you work hard again, I will die with you!"