In the evening, when I returned to the house, Su Lan, who was sitting in front of the dressing table, wiped off her lipstick and asked, "Sister!" What did the boss tell you? ”

Ji Yuluo twisted her loose hair into a bun and said casually, "Didn't say anything?" ”

As soon as the words fell, the fragrant wind diffused in, and Hongying pushed the door in.

The woman in red clothes at random was very comfortable and beautiful, she came to Ji Yuluo, looked her up and down for a while, her eyes became sharp, and she said in a sharp voice: "Woe to the child!" I advise you not to be complacent! ”

Ji Yuluo stared at Hongying, secretly thinking about her words.

Hongying is when she is favored, and she is notoriously difficult to mess with. Su Lan was frightened at the moment, for fear that Hongying would be jealous of Ji Yuluo and find trouble.

Courageously walked over, stammered and tapped Hongying's left arm, and whispered with pleading and flattering, "Sister Hong!" I'm tired of rehearsing! Come to my bed and rest. ”

Hongying demonstratively reached out and pressed Su Lan's shoulder, laughed arrogantly twice, and left with a cold face.

Ji Yuluo looked at the half-open door and said inexplicably: "What does she mean?" ”

Su Lan let out a long breath, closed the door, turned around and said, "Sister doesn't know how beautiful she is!" I don't know what kind of eyes they look after the big boss calls you out during the day! ”

"But I don't want to get noticed!" Ji Yuluo's hand trembled, and she walked quickly to the dressing table and took the diamond bronze mirror in her hand.

In the mirror, his facial features are perfect, the water is delicate and tender, and he is also a wall person without fat powder.

The next day, Ji Yuluo got up early.

Tianxian is not suitable for heavy makeup, but she came to a heavy makeup, not to mention her good temperament, her delicate and durable facial features look much ordinary.

and Su Lan came to the main hall of Feilan Garden, and sure enough, her makeup immediately made everyone gloat, and Hongying scoffed.

This is exactly what Ji Yuluo wants, and this is what she wants. Anyway, she doesn't want to be famous, and she can't be famous. Obscurity is the only way to achieve the goal

Within a few days. Hongying fell out of favor with Jiang Yiweng, and the dancing Ji Qinniang was favored. And Ji Yuluo has already figured out the situation in the house one by one.

moved out to live in the next room, Hongying looked very open, didn't cry or make trouble, which made everyone talk in private. But. She is usually used to flying and domineering, and her residual power is still there, and no one dares to gloat.

The favored Qin Niang's temper began to rise gradually with different treatments, but compared to Hongying, she was a little witch, and her life was peaceful.

Ngawang often came to the Flying Fence Court to watch rehearsals. After a long time, although Ji Yuluo deliberately covered it up, he was careful and found that the woman who recruited into the mansion looked like Ji Yuluo.

"Are you really from Guzhou?"

Sitting on a strange stone, Ji Yuluo, who stopped playing the flute, turned her head to look at Ngawang.

In the cloudy night, Ngawang's squinting eyes were even deeper under the light of the lanterns hanging on the front porch of the house.

She had a bad premonition that Ngawang had become suspicious of her.

Suspicion begins when I go to Fuchu.

"It's a Guzhou clan."

Ngawang rolled his eyelids thoughtfully, was silent for a while, and left with his back bent.

A touch of murder flashed under her eyes, and Ji Yuluo clenched the flute in her hand.

It's time to get moving. Ngawang will die tonight.

The eve of the rest of the day. Ngawang was suddenly crushed by his throat and died next to a dry well.

The news of Ngawang's death immediately spread, and there was a lot of speculation in the palace in combination with the fact that an assassin had entered the palace not long ago.

The few subordinates who had stayed in the Lotus Garden were even more panicked, and secretly guessed that Ji Yuluo had entered the mansion at night and killed Ah Wang.

"Sister! Steward Wang was killed. I heard that it was a terrible death! Su Lan spoke of Ngawang's death with a look of horror.

Ji Yuluo, who was slowly combing the ink thread, looked at herself in the mirror, and her indifferent voice revealed a hint of indifference, "Sister should not hear such a bloody thing." ”

"That's right!" Su Lan's heart calmed down instantly, and she sat down on the edge of her bed.

One day husband and wife Bairien, thinking of the tragic appearance when her husband died, Wu Jinhua was the first to be unable to hold her breath, and it was difficult to measure the sky. She came to the study of Huangpo Courtyard angrily, and said to Xiahou Ye, who was painting with a jade pen: "Childe! You must avenge Ngawang! ”

The man who was as beautiful as a jade statue maintained the action of taking a step forward, and said casually: "From the time you debuted in the rivers and lakes, you should know the consequences." Moreover, man will eventually die. Ngawang is just a long time before you, what a fuss! ”

Speaking like this, Wu Jinhua was dumbfounded, she was stunned for a long time, and said unwillingly: "The little woman has done many evils in her life, and she knows that there is no good result. But Ngawang died too miserably, and he died in the mansion, which obviously didn't take Gongzi seriously. Princess! The little woman was sure that it was the who had returned. ”

"Mean woman!" Xiahou Ye's beautiful eyes also crossed with a murderous aura, and his cold face immediately became gloomy.

Raising his eyes, he locked Wu Jinhua, "Who is a cheap woman?" ”

Wu Jinhua said angrily: "Ji Yuluo! ”

The jade pen suddenly hit the ground with a crisp sound, and Wu Jinhua had already received a big slap in the air.

The piercing sky, who had been waiting by his side, trembled, peeked at Wu Jinhua, who fell to the threshold on his side, opened his mouth, but did not dare to speak.

Wu Jinhua rolled her eyelids in disbelief and jumped up, "The master ...... for that"

Before he finished speaking, the black-bottomed cloud boots stretched out of his robe like lightning, and he kicked him in the mouth.

The woman who flew out broke an old tree at the waist and smashed it down a meter from the tree.

A mouthful of blood burst out of his mouth, and his face was like gold paper, "Why?" ”

Xiahou Ye swept out the door in one step, and the corners of his mouth outlined a very beautiful smile, "Is she cheap?" No matter how cheap you are, it's not something you can call. You always remember that you are a slave for one day, a slave for life, she is the master, she is the miss, you are the slave, you are the subordinate! ”

Admit it! Wu Jinhua hung her head in despair, rushed out after being shocked, lifted her robe and knelt on the ground, and arched her hand to Xiahou Ye: "Son! Mrs. Wu made a slip of the tongue because of her husband's new funeral, and asked her son to spare her life. ”

The rich murderous aura was gloomy in Xiahou Ye's eyes, and he walked to the bookcase with his hands in his hand, and buried his head in painting, "Ngawang is buried thickly!" Whoever dares to call Miss like this in the future will be killed! ”

The door of the bedroom next door opened gently, and the sleepy-eyed Ji Xiangluo walked out under Xiuzhu's careful support, not glancing at the wolf bèi unbearable Wu Jinhua, but looking at the cloudy sky, she walked towards the study gracefully and weakly.

Thorn Sky bowed slightly, out of the way.

"Why doesn't the princess sleep a little longer?" The pregnant Ji Xiangluo is sleepy, and without Xiao Zhao's punching bag, she sleeps day and night. Xia Houye's tone was flat.

Tingtian wiped the sweat stains on his forehead, walked out of the house and helped Wu Jinhua to walk towards the flower path where he was discharged from the hospital.

"I vaguely heard Xianggong mention Miss just now...... I don't know which dancer or musician this young lady is in the house? (To be continued.) )