"The Scheming of the Reborn Daughter Nineteen (1)"
"Say, who's responsible?" Gu Qinghan looked at a group of slaves kneeling underneath with angry eyes, and then glanced at the clothes in the tray, his heart throbbed, his body trembled slightly, he held his heart with one hand, and resisted the urge to cough and swallowed the fishy sweetness in his mouth. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info
"The slave doesn't know, and I beg my wife for forgiveness."
"The slave really doesn't know, this dress was obtained from Mama Liu, and it has not been touched, so I beg Mrs. to spare my life."
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"Enough" Gu Qinghan frowned and lowered her eyes to look at the maids and women who kept begging for mercy, and she was bored for a while, and scolded sharply.
Suddenly, there was silence below, and the low sighs of the maids and women were left, and even the Yue Eucalyptus and the wind and snow outside the door could hear the scolding sound in the house through the door, and they were stunned that Yue Eucalyptus was stunned, what happened, the young lady was so angry, she was so angry.
The change of clothes in the screen Jinran heard Gu Qinghan's scolding, her hands were shocked, her eyebrows furrowed slightly, and she was a little unhappy in her heart. Finally, my mother came once, how could she be so angry.
Even the slaves and maids who served her clothes were careful not to take a breath, so Jinran ripped off her coat, pushed away the maids who were waiting to be dressed, and ran outside in her underwear.
"Dye'er, how do you come out, quickly put on your clothes, what kind of body is this." Gu Qinghan listened to the movement in the screen, and in a blink of an eye, he saw Mo Jinran push open the screen and run out.
The kneeling slaves and maids were tilted sideways, and motioned for them to take the young lady to change their clothes, and the sharp-eyed maids and grandmothers at the bottom, seeing the lady's eyes, immediately got up and held Jinran's hand, and pushed Jinran to the side of the screen half-pushed and half-pushed on the spot.
"Presumptuous, Miss Ben hasn't even asked clearly." Jin Ran looked at Gu Qinghan in the hall with a tired face, her eyebrows were tightly locked, and she was looking at the grandmother who was pushing her to change her clothes, and she couldn't help but shout.
Suddenly, there was silence in the room, and the grandmothers who were supporting Jinran were stunned when they heard the scolding, and looked at the third lady who was so majestic, and immediately knelt down in a panic, sweating profusely.
kept slandering in my heart, is this still the third lady who is usually soft and weak and angry with her? When did it become so powerful? Have they ever thought that the third lady is just angry with people because she doesn't want to get into disputes, and she is soft and weak just to make people relax their vigilance.
And they think they are slaves and maids, but they have not been in the position of slaves and maids for a long time, so they will naturally have a big heart, and they will be blind to people's abilities, so they will complain a lot.
Even Gu Qinghan in the hall was frightened, the tiredness in the corners of his eyes was swept away, and he looked at Jin Ran with an angry look at the people who were supporting and kneeling underneath with an angry face.
"Mother, what's going on? How can you make everyone below ......" Jin Ran frowned, and slapped the hand on his arm with some disgust. Quickly ran to Gu Qinghan's side, and asked with a calm expression, always feeling unsteady in his heart.
Gu Qinghan took Jinran's hand with one hand, straightened her clothes, looked at the people below with an indistinguishable expression, the look of resentment and pleading was in her eyes, looking at her daughter's immature look, looking at Jinran's clear eyes seriously, saying, and then leaning down to her ears.
"Dye'er, you've grown up, some things can't always rely on others, you should learn how to do things yourself, since you want to know, then my mother will tell you, let you learn to deal with it yourself, you come over ......"