"The Scheming of the Reborn Daughter V"

"Sister Fengyin, when do you think you will wake up? Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 infoIt's been three days, and I haven't woken up yet, and the second miss woke up the day after she fell into the water, but why didn't we wake up? The woman in Tsing Yi sitting at the head of the bed was gently wiping the palms of the woman lying on the bed with a towel in the bronze basin, turning her head and turning her back to the girl in pink who was embroidering by the window.

"Miss will be fine, it's only a matter of time before you wake up, don't talk nonsense with your crow's mouth, otherwise I won't spare you!"

The girl in pink heard the nagging sound of the wind and snow, turned her eyes and pretended to be fierce and scolded the woman in Tsing Yi, but the needle in her hand stopped, and her eyes drooped, and she couldn't see her expression clearly, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

"Shhh The girl in pink exhaled softly, and when she came back to her senses, the needle pricked her finger, and red blood beads suddenly appeared on her white fingers, and she gently pursed her fingers.

Gently raising her arm, pulling up the sleeves of her white undershirt and carefully wiping it with a face towel, her white and round fingers shuttled in the wet handkerchief, and the woman on the bed lay quietly, looking through the curtain to the side of the thin soft neck, revealing a beautiful face.

His brows were furrowed, his lips were pursed, his face was pale to almost transparent, and his eyes were slightly blue, but his body was still warm and breathing shallowly.

The woman in Tsing Yi looked at the person on the bed, her face was still the same, there was no improvement, she sighed impatiently, if it weren't for the slight breathing, she was a little suspicious that the young lady was already ......

took the face towel, straightened the sleeves, re-tucked the quilt, turned around to wash the face towel, but did not see the woman's eyelashes on the bed trembling slightly, and the fingers placed outside the edge of the bed moved.

The woman slowly opened her eyes, looking at the blurred curtain in front of her, a little dazzling, subconsciously covered it with her hands, and when she raised her hand, she felt that her whole body seemed to fall apart, without the slightest strength, and her throat was even more thirsty and uncomfortable, and she couldn't help coughing lightly.

The sound of water in the room was accompanied by the sound of coughing, and the woman sat up on the edge of the bed, lifted the green curtain with one hand, and said hoarsely, "Water...... Water ......"

"Poof!" With a sound, the face towel in the hand of the woman in Tsing Yi slid down and splashed a splash, and the woman in pink turned around slowly, looking at the slender arm exposed outside, she couldn't believe her ears, and hurriedly put down the things in her hand, and the woman in Tsing Yi ran to pour water in a panic, and her steps were a little empty.

"Miss, you're awake!" The woman shook her head slightly, leaned her head on the shoulder of the pink coat, the woman in the pink took the water cup, gently leaned to the woman's chapped lips, watched her gulp and drink, the heart hanging in her heart finally let go, and the wind and snow who had been watching the woman drink water looked at each other and smiled, the corners of her eyes flashed silver, Miss is finally fine!

"Wind and snow, I still want it." The woman leaned on her shoulder and looked at the wind and snow and said with difficulty, "Okay, the slave and maid will go and fall immediately." Feng Xue said in a happy voice, Mo Jinran, who had finished drinking the water, was pressed to the bed by Feng Yin again, saying that she wanted to have a good rest, but Jinran couldn't resist her, so she had to lie on the bed, and gradually closed her eyes and fell asleep.

The glittered Qingyao Pavilion reflected a thin black figure on the window paper, and his arms kept dancing, which looked a little strange in the quiet of the night. A "crunch" sound broke the silence of the night, and then disappeared.

A dark shadow flashed in the room, and Mo Jinyao, who was standing in front of the bookcase, heard the voice but still did not stop the silver gray wolf in her hand, and waved it lightly, looking at the huge rice paper under the pen with a strong and free forbearance word. A little dissatisfied, still too sharp, casually asked the dark shadow in the room: "How is it?" ā€

"Miss, the third lady woke up, but she just fell asleep again." Xylophone replied in a deep voice in the dark, but his eyes were firmly locked on the person in the distance, looking at the confident look of the person who was wielding the pen, it was difficult to ignore. When did the second miss change? No longer arrogant, but more thoughtful? Have you just woken up or have you been hiding?

I inexplicably thought that day, step by step to resolve the situation of Mrs., she has always been behind the young lady, and she can see every move of the young lady clearly, tears, and those words, everything is designed by the young lady, and a little trick will dispel everyone's suspicions. disrupted Madame's plan, and successfully made the old man disgusted with Aunt Qin.

On the way back, she finally found a new way and took refuge in the second lady, as for Madame, there are many people who died in her hands for her, and good birds are still perched on trees, let alone people like her.

"What are the actions of Madame and Aunt Qin?" Jin Yao picked up the written rice paper, gently blew the black ink, looked at the restrained but sharp words, nodded, the joy that could not be concealed between her eyebrows, put it aside, put down the xuan pen, looked at the sluggish xylophone in the dark, and asked.

Aunt Qin returned to Suying Courtyard and lost her temper, I heard that she also smashed a lot of vases and punished a few maids, the old man heard about it, but he put aside a sentence and said: Aunt Qin's smashed things are deducted from the monthly rules in Suying Courtyard, so let Aunt Qin smash them casually. I haven't been to Aunt Qin's yard in the past few days. ā€

Muqin watched Jin Yao sit down, with a look of exhaustion between her eyebrows, and hurriedly stepped forward to press her shoulders for her, and reported the recent events in a soft voice.

Jin Yao narrowed her eyes, relaxed her body, and let Muqin massage her, with a comfortable look on her face, "What about Madame?" ā€ć€‚

Xylophone changed the tea by the way, handed over the pastries, and was stopped by Jin Yao and continued, "Madam? Madame has not been angry since the dining room the day before yesterday, and it is still the same as usual, but I went to the third lady yesterday. ā€

"Went to see the third sister?" Jin Yao suddenly opened her eyes and sat up straight, her face was full of exhaustion, she held her jaw and thought deeply, her eyes looked directly at the xylophone, the xylophone was frightened by Jin Yao's somewhat fierce and thoughtful gaze, and took a few steps back, only to find that she had actually lost her temper and coughed lightly.

"What is she doing with the third sister? She didn't wake up yesterday, could she be making some wishful thinking? He asked in a muttered voice.

"Madame stayed in the Jingran Building for three quarters of an hour and then left, and she seemed to be quite happy when she left." Muqin looked at the second lady's appearance just now, very penetrating, remembering the excitement when she saw Mrs. leaving from Jingran Building, she didn't dare to speak, and she remembered the encounter that night, and her fingers were tightly clenched, and she was unwilling. looked at the young lady's confident appearance, and decisively said what she saw at the beginning.

"Xylophone has recently checked everything in Qingyao Pavilion, not afraid of 10,000, just in case, we are not afraid of her hands and feet, we are afraid that she will not do anything, by the way, boil some chicken soup, tomorrow we will go to see the third sister." Jin Yao squinted her eyes slightly, looking at the wind-blown rice paper on the bookcase, the flickering handwriting, and her red lips moved lightly.

Mo Jinran, we're going to meet tomorrow, are you looking forward to it? I'm looking forward to it?