On the corridor to the old lady Yonghe Garden, Su Yueming and Su Baixi met unexpectedly, Su Baixi was wearing a blue and white skirt, the light yarn fluttered gently in the wind, and the surrounding scenery of beauty was lost.

Su Yueming had to sigh, even if it was a small action, Su Baixi could show off her flowers.

Su Baixi stopped, stared at her with a pair of resentful eyes, and didn't move.

Lu Rong looked a little scared, and couldn't help but take a step back, she had been in the house for a while, and in her impression, the eldest lady was as beautiful as a fairy in the sky, and she was also very good to them, never holding a shelf, where had she seen her terrible appearance.

Su Yueming smiled lightly and asked, "Did the eldest sister just go to see her grandmother?" ”

Su Baixi said coldly, "Su Yueming, don't be too proud!" If you walk too much at night, you will always encounter ghosts! Be careful! ”

"Really? Has the eldest sister ever touched a ghost? Su Yueming was really speechless because she felt speechless for this kind of hypocritical person, "The person who is framed in every possible way is the eldest sister, so the person who should be afraid is the eldest sister, you are." ”

"You ......" Su Baixi didn't expect Su Yueming to become more and more bold, when she saw her before, at least on the surface, she seemed to be deferential and polite, but now, she dared to be prickly with her, leaving no room at all, this is too hateful!

"I heard that the eldest sister is going to the sect to copy the house rules a hundred times, I think it's not early, the eldest sister should hurry up, otherwise my mother will be angry. Lu Rong, let's go. Su Yueming no longer glanced at this sanctimonious person, coldly sideways her body, and walked forward.

"Su Yueming!" Su Baixi shouted to her, her eyes were cold and about to release poison, but Su Yueming was not afraid at all, her eyes were faint, but there was a chilling sharpness, and Su Baixi's scalp was numb when she saw it.

When she arrived at the old lady's courtyard, Jiang was standing outside waiting, and when she saw her, she lowered her voice and said, "I have done everything you said in the past two days, wait a minute, you can do it according to your jihua." ”

Jiang's eyes were full of eagerness, after the prince's time, she had already decided that Su Yueming was someone she could rely on, and now she only wanted to see Dafang wrestling again and again, until she couldn't get up anymore.

"Third aunt, thank you for your hard work." Su Yueming nodded.

"Come in, old lady is soaking her feet."

"Hmm." Su Yueming and Jiang walked in together, while Lu Rong stayed outside.

As soon as I walked in, I saw the old lady reclining on the chair with her eyes closed, with a turned Buddhist scripture on her body, she seemed to have something on her mind, and her eyebrows were always furrowed.

Huang's mother is slipping her slippers, while Zijuan is pinching her palms.

Seeing Su Yueming and Jiang Shi coming in, Zi Kite and Huang's mother were just about to stand up, and Jiang made a gesture to signal them not to make a sound.

Su Yueming walked to the side of the purple kite and took her hand, and carefully massaged the old lady's Yang Chi acupoint.

After pressing for a while, the old lady opened her eyes, and saw Su Yueming in front of her with her head hanging down and beads of sweat on the tip of her nose, her eyebrows stretched a little, and said, "I said that the feeling of how to press is a little different, it turns out that you are here, or you press it most comfortably, Zijuan's girl, her hand is too light." ”

Su Yueming had a docile smile floating on her face, and said, "From then on, I will come over every day to press for my grandmother, okay?" ”