45 Throw it into the slums

"I ...... I ......" Zhan Yanshu had tears in her eyes, obviously not relieving herself.

"Shu'er, say reassuringly. Grandmother is here. The old lady encouraged, comforting Zhan Yanshu with one hand.

What should she say? How so? Could it be that he left two people to find trouble with Zhan Yan Moxibustion Ge, and two dead bodies appeared on the bed the next day?

Song of War Flame Moxibustion! Right! Song of War Flame Moxibustion! It's all her fault! She did it! It had to be her!

Zhan Yanshu's eyes were red, and a wave of anger burned her heart, liver, lungs, and spleen, making her eager to break Zhan Yanshu's moxibustion song into thousands of pieces.

The Xiaoqing she put into the courtyard of Zhan Yan Moxibustion Song is also gone!

"Song of War Flame Moxibustion! Song of War Flame Moxibustion! Saying the name of Zhan Yan's moxibustion song, Zhan Yanshu's face was twisted, "It's her!" She must have done it! ”

These four familiar words surprised everyone present!

The old lady was so angry that the dragon head crutch kicked into the ground again, "Evil obstacles! It's that obstacle again! She shouldn't have been allowed to live in the first place! ”

At this moment, a maid in a pink coat and embroidered jacket hurriedly ran over and shouted in panic: "Oh no! Mother of the House! The eldest lady is awake! ”

Liu glared at the pink-clothed maid, and immediately recognized her as his daughter's personal maid Luo Yi, "What are you panicking about?!" There are no rules!

It's a good thing that the eldest lady is awake. Take me to see the eldest lady. "I have no love for Yan Shu, and I just came over as a housemother, but when I heard that my daughter was awake, Liu wanted to leave without saying a word.

"Yes...... But...... Miss is crazy......" The pink-clothed maid whispered in a tangled voice, lowering her head.

"What?! Yu'er is crazy! Liu's face changed color in an instant, and he didn't care about retiring from the old lady, and rushed out in a hurry with a large group of people.

"As soon as the young lady woke up, she smashed things, and kept chanting 'Zhanyan Moxibustion Song, you slut, I'm going to kill you!'

also regarded several maids as war flame moxibustion songs, and they couldn't stop it. ”

"It's the Song of War Flame again!" Liu's face was full of resentment, "I knew it was made by that little sassy hoof!" Let's go see Yu'er first, I can't spare that wild seed! ”

"Woooooooooooo Grandmother. Hearing the four words of Zhan Yan's moxibustion song, Zhan Yanshu immediately cried in Yuan's arms.

Although he was dissatisfied with Liu's unauthorized departure, but seeing his favorite granddaughter crying, the old lady immediately comforted Zhan Yanshu, "Shu'er, don't cry." Grandmother, this will bring you justice. ”

"Zhan Yan Moxibustion Song, that wild seed, not only framed me, but also framed the eldest sister. Grandmother must punish her severely, or I will be upset. "Zhan Yanshu's crying pear blossoms bring rain. It's not pitiful.

"Oops. My little heart. The old lady saw her granddaughter, who had always loved her, crying so sadly, that she felt panicked in her heart, and immediately promised, "Okay, good!" I'll abolish the obstacle and throw her out of the Zhan Yan family. Zhan Yan's surname, she doesn't deserve it! ”

"Nope! She also ruined the innocence of her big sister. My big sister and I have always been like sisters, and I feel sad when I see my big sister.

It's too cheap for her to scrap the tendons, and I'm going to throw her into the slums outside Kyoto. Zhan Yanshu's face was distorted, and her tone was resentful. Little mongrel, and only a place like a slum is worthy of him.

Zhan Yanding on the side frowned, the slums are known to be chaotic, and most of them are bastards and homeless people who have no money, and they don't have money to go **. The woman who lives in the slums, it is really thousands of people riding thousands of people, and she is not even as good as a prostitute.