"Is there really not? … No...... Is it? Xinyu leaned on the soft pillow, her eyes were blank, and she was muttering in a dementia, not knowing whether to listen to herself or to the xylophone, and tears flowed down her cheeks and wet her underwear. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Xylophone listened to the murmur that seemed to be nothing, the movements of his hands paused, and he looked up at the slightly blinded woman, his eyes locked tightly on Xinyu's pale face, not letting go of any detail.

Since the second miss woke up, why did she become so crying? How can words and deeds be a little weird? It's not that you wake up and make a lot of noise, but blindly crying, this is not like the behavior of the second lady!

This matter has to be told to the lady, for a long time, Xylophone is full of thoughts for the secret, after folding the quilt for Xinyu, holding the pan, exiting the room, before leaving, he did not forget to look at Xinyu.

Before the xylophone left the room, Xinyu had already woken up, lying on the bed, looking at the goose-yellow curtain above his head, a wry smile appeared on his pale and haggard face, originally he just wanted to test the xylophone, but the result was ......

It turned out that this Mo Jinyao was the same as herself, there was no one worthy of trust around her, and even the maid was someone else's person. Hehe...... In this world, no one can really believe it except himself.

Mofu, in the courtyard of Liushu, near the shutter window, the woman trimmed a pot of dense and green citric bone Dongqing, dressed in peony emerald green smoke yarn Bixia Luo, mopping the floor peony red pleated skirt, wearing a thin gold silk smoke emerald green veil. Low-hanging sideburns are swayed diagonally inlaid with pearls and jasper.

Her skin is fair and ruddy, except for a trace of wrinkles on her eyebrows, the years have not left any traces on her, as if she is twenty-eight years old, but who knows that she is already the mother of the child.

The xylophone stood to the woman's right, holding the teacup and saying nothing. "Second Miss woke up?" The woman looked at the pruned Dongqing with a smile on the corner of her mouth, and a pot of lush Dongqing turned into a pot, and asked the serving xylophone on the side.

"Mrs. Hui, the second miss did wake up, but ......" Muqin took the wolf bone Dongqing in the woman's hand, remembering everything that the second miss woke up, and stopped talking...... I secretly glanced at my wife, and I was a little worried.

"But what? Don't forget, as a slave, you know what to do and what not to do. The woman squinted slightly at the xylophone, her eyes flashed with a hint of cruelty, but she disappeared without a trace in an instant, and took the white porcelain and green glaze cup in the xylophone's hand.

"Dong" Muqin looked at the woman's cruel eyes, her face turned pale, she bit her lip tightly, and knelt down with a bang, bowing her head, "Madam, the slave knows that she is wrong, please forgive Madame." The voice was blocked and begged for mercy, and he kowtowed, and his white forehead suddenly turned purple and red, oozing a little blood.

The woman closed her eyes and smelled the fragrance of tea, sipped lightly with her red lips, gently put down the white porcelain glazed cup, chuckled, her eyebrows were full of warmth, she walked to the xylophone and gently helped the kneeling xylophone.

"Ma'am?" Muqin looked at the woman's actions in astonishment, and exclaimed in disbelief, how dare Xylophone let Mrs. help her, get up along the body, and help up the woman's sleeves, Xylophone's actions were clearly seen by Mama Li on the side, a trace of appreciation flashed in her eyes, and she shook her head, but it was a pity......

The woman clenched the xylophone's arm with both hands, the pink sleeves were full of folds, which showed the depth of the woman's force, the xylophone looked suspicious, the woman gently leaned into the ear of the xylophone and whispered.

A warm breath came from his ears, crispy and itchy, but it made Xylophone shiver, "Xylophone, don't forget, you are just a slave, there are many ways for the master to execute a slave and a maid, if you want to live, put away your careful thoughts." ”

The woman, looking at the xylophone with a pale face and bloodless face, was very satisfied, and put her hand down and straightened the folds on her body.

"Mama Li, let's go." The Tsing Yi grandmother on the side responded quickly, put on the red lantern, supported the woman, and walked out of the Liushu Courtyard. The xylophone was left standing, and a line of tears slowly flowed down, and for a long time, the xylophone returned to Qingyao Pavilion from Liushu Courtyard.

"Ma'am, did you really leave that?" Mama Li looked up at the woman with a relaxed face, and asked aloud, "Mama, do you think I will keep her?" The woman turned her face sideways and looked at Mama Li, who was over half a hundred years old, with a smile on her face.

Mama Li looked at the vicious look in the woman's eyes, instantly lowered her head, silent, and felt a cold feeling in her heart, it seems that no one in Mrs. believes it now, it is enough for her to be careful and do her duty, otherwise I am afraid that the next one will be me, and it is really a pity for the little hooves of the xylophone.

When Jiang Xinyu woke up again, it was already late in the morning, and the warm sunlight shone through the layers of broken leaves in the room, feeling very comfortable and squinting slightly to feel the brilliant yang.

When he first woke up, Jiang Xinyu, oh no, it should be Mo Jinyao, and after watching it for a long time, he finally determined that he was not in the dark prison but in Mo Mansion, Mo Jinyao's Qingyao Pavilion, looking at everything in the room, he felt like a dream.

She was not dead and alive, so she felt that God was still taking care of her, and hearing her resentment before death made her come back to life, but when she thought that she was now Mo Jinran's sister, her heart ached, and she put on a water-blue windbreaker casually, and walked out of the door.

"Crunch-" Mo Jinyao pushed open the inky black door, looking at the staggered scenery in the yard, looking at the few people in Tsing Yi in the yard, Mo Jinyao's heart ached, a little shocked, unbelievable, excited......

It's all the same here, just like when she visited the sick Mo Jinyao with Mo Jinran, nothing has changed here, her eyes are full of tears again, she is really alive, this time, she will never let Mo Jindye feel better, and she will not let go of Gu Junxian, the person who seems to be gentle and elegant and cruel in his practical means.

Now Mo Jinyao, who was at the door, looked at the distance with a look of hatred, clenching her fingers, her round nails embedded in her palms, and she didn't notice that she was oozing blood.

Actually, speaking of which, she refused to let go of Mo Jinran, and she also knew in her heart that the fault of this matter was not Mo Jinran, but she could see that everyone liked her, Muwang Ye Linfeng, Gu Junxian, and the six brothers of the Gu family who were not protecting her.

She is unwilling, why can she Mo Jinran be loved and supported by everyone, and she has to earn, rob, and calculate step by step to get what she wants.

She is unwilling, why should she accept all this with peace of mind, so she wants to let her have nothing, see how she loses everything, will she still have so many people like her at that time.

Mo Jinyao thought of Mo Jinran's appearance of nothing, lowered her eyes and smiled, a trace of light flashed in her eyes, and her red lips hooked, revealing a vague smile.