Mother Zhou's heart jumped, she looked at Aunt Zhang nervously, and wanted to persuade her, so she opened her mouth, but the words she said were changed, "I'm afraid that the master heard the words of Aunt Zhang and the eldest lady just now." ”

If you have the heart to calculate the old lady here, it is better to quickly think of countermeasures to deal with the anger of the master. Who in the house doesn't know that the eldest lady is the person who the lord puts on the tip of his heart, and today the aunt actually lost her temper and forced people to die in public.

Aunt Zhang's heart tightened, thinking of Suxitang, her panicked mind settled, and then she smiled casually, "Who doesn't know that the eldest lady and I have a good relationship, just now it was just a joke." ”

The old man is the most gentle and filial, no matter how angry he is, for the sake of the old lady, he will not do anything to her.

Mother Zhou was not optimistic about her confidence, shook her head slightly, and reminded softly, "Auntie, don't forget that the eldest lady is not the same as in the past." ”

Just now, the gentle old man gave you a slap because of the eldest lady! Besides, people who are usually gentle and inconsiderate are frightened when they get angry.

Aunt Zhang's face turned pale, and she subconsciously stroked her cheek that had been beaten just now, as if she would still feel hot and painful.

Mu Xiaofeng, this slap, she will get it back sooner or later!

No matter how frightened Aunt Zhang was behind her back and silently calculated, at this moment, Mu Xiaofeng and her father went to Yuexinju together, full of joy of losing and regaining.

"The slave has seen the master, and the eldest lady." When they arrived at Yuexinju, Mu Xiaofeng's father and daughter called Yan Gui, the personal maid of Mrs. Zhao Ziyue, to respectfully block the outside of the bedroom.

Mu Tianda waved his hand, beckoned Yan Gui aside, and asked in a low voice, "Has Madame drunk the medicine?" ”

Mu Xiaofeng's heart was far from being as calm as it seemed, and tears filled her eyes almost when she saw this faithful and ordinary maid. She remembered that not long after her mother died in her previous life, Yan Gui also died of a violent illness after seeing Aunt Zhang twice.

Now that I think about it, Aunt Zhang must have wanted to pry some secret out of Yan Gui's mouth, but unexpectedly, this maid would rather die than give in.

The girl raised her head slightly, blinked her eyes to force back her tears, and then approached Yan Gui with a smile, and said softly with joy, "Is my mother asleep?" ”

Yan Gui was surprised by the girl's sudden gentle and approaching attitude, but in the blink of an eye, she returned to her senses and said respectfully, "Miss Hui, Madame fell asleep after drinking the medicine." ”

Mu Xiaofeng nodded, and turned to look at the elegant and tall man next to him, "Daddy, I want to go in to see my mother, I promise not to wake her up." "Reborn in the next life, although she knew that her mother was still alive, she didn't see it with her own eyes, and there was always a kind of gain and loss in her heart that could not be implemented.

Mu Tianda smiled and nodded, touched her jet-black hair, and said, "I'll go with you." ”

Yan Gui looked at Mu Xiaofeng in surprise, and said excitedly with tears in his eyes, "Master, eldest lady, please go this way." ”

Amitabha, God has opened his eyes today, and the eldest lady who has been estranged from Mrs. Zhang for several years has reconciled with the lord as before, and is willing to get close to Mrs., this is really a happy day.

Yan Gui recited the Buddha in his heart, because he was happy in his heart, and his steps were very brisk.

She gently pushed open the door, and Mu Xiaofeng stood at the door, but her steps couldn't cross the threshold. Separated by a thin door, it divides this place into two distinct worlds. The sky is bright outside, but inside it is dark and there seems to be no end to the bottomless abyss.

The distress and anger rose together, and Mu Xiaofeng's chest exploded almost instantly. As soon as she stood at the door, there was a cloudy suffocating smell mixed with a dull aroma.

At this time, Mu Xiaofeng's tears rolled down almost immediately. She stepped inside, and went straight to the window.

She deliberately slowed her steps, but Yan Gui saw the suppressed anger from her swift back.

After a crisp and not loud sound, the brilliant light in the sky seemed to penetrate the layers of haze and go straight to the room.

After the light, she pushed open the window and poured in a refreshing breath.

"Miss?" Yan Gui hurriedly approached, nervously stopping in front of her and begging to look at her.

"Pull all the tents open and open the windows." Mu Xiaofeng said lightly, and casually opened another heavy tent.

Her attitude was gentle, but her tone was extremely resolute, and her bright eyes flashed with a terrifying coldness.

Yan Gui opened his mouth and wanted to dissuade him, but his heart was shocked under her clear gaze, and he finally closed his mouth and silently did what she was told.

Mu Xiaofeng crossed her, his gaze fell accurately on the bed, looking at the pale face sleeping quietly under the futon, and his grief and anger could no longer be suppressed.

The nose was sore, and the tears suddenly rolled down like beads with broken threads.