As if relieved, Ning Wushuang gasped and said, "That's good, my heart jumped out of my heart." ”

Then he continued to shake Chun's mother, and said coquettishly: "Nurse, why don't you go to see me these days?" I miss you all the time. ”

There is no affection in the tone of the eyes, and a pair of eye waves seem to be the cold dew of the deep valley that has not seen the sun all year round, vague and cold to the bones.

Zhang's initiative to be gracious today, didn't he just want to borrow the mouth of Chun's mother to say something?

Half of the needle was in the palm of the spring mother, and the whole body trembled in pain, but Ning Wushuang seemed to have not found it, and was coquettish as usual: "Nurse, do you want me?" Do you want me? Do you want to ...... "Don't give Chun's mother a chance to pull out the needle at all."

Dai's was the housemother before, she had to preside over the feed, and the affairs in her hands were busy, and Chun's mother, as a nurse, took care of Ning Wushuang's diet and daily life, and was obedient to her, and after a long time, she was naturally close emotionally, plus Chun's mother's daughter Hongxing, who was five years older than Ning Wushuang, the two often played together, and Chun's mother became more and more close, and there were many such affectionate actions today.

If it is said that Mother Chun was a little suspicious before, and now it is all gone, Mo said that Ning Wushuang is the child she watched grow up, what kind of heart, she understands in her heart, even from Ning Wushuang's unfamiliar appearance, she can't see the slightest difference.

"Okay, Third Miss, you let go of the slave maid first, and let the slave maid pull out the needle in the palm of her hand!" Mother Chun's hateful teeth are about to be crushed, but the voice she makes is full of pampering and love.

Before the matter succeeded, her image of a loving nurse must continue to be performed, and the third lady must not have a trace of suspicion.

"Needle in the hand? Let me see, where did the stab go? Ning Wushuang seemed to be frightened, and suddenly pushed away Mother Chun, one used too much force, but pushed her back a step back, almost flashing to her waist, and she wanted to beat Ning Wushuang, who was like a bear child, but said with a smile in her mouth: "Third Miss, don't worry, don't worry, the old slave is fine!" ”

The hand that pierced the needle quietly stayed away from Ning Wushuang, for fear that this young lady like a bear child would cause any more trouble?

"It's okay!" Ning Wushuang looked at Chun's mother coldly, gritted her teeth, endured the pain, pulled out the needle that had been pierced into her palm, and sneered secretly in her heart.

This is just the beginning, in the future, I will treat the nurse and Sister Hongxing well, and I will definitely let your mother and daughter know that those who betray their masters should fall into hell.

Zhang's mother and daughter hate her and Dai's, Ning Wushuang can understand and accept that they harm themselves, but Chun's mother and Hongxing, all along, she and her mother have never treated half a cent, for a concubine, for so much money, they cooperated with the murder of their mother and daughter's lives, compared to Zhang's and others, Ning Wushuang hated Chun's mother and Hongxing more.

Mother Chun pulled out the needle in pain, her face wrinkled in pain, Ning Wushuang blinked, distressed, and complained: "Nurse, didn't you say it last time?" You're old and your eyes aren't good, don't do this needlework, you see, it won't hurt your hand. As he spoke, he squeezed the wound vigorously, and the pain was so strong that Chun's mother was almost out of breath, and she said vigorously: "Miss, light, pain, light......"

Ning Wushuang not only did not reduce his strength, but also increased it a few points, and persuaded in his mouth: "Nurse, you bear with it, the silver needle embroidered handkerchief is not clean, you must squeeze out the dirt in the blood." ”

Mother Chun cried wolf for a long time, her hands were squeezed and turned blue and purple, Ning Wushuang let go, and Mother Chun's hand was already painful at this time, as if it was not herself at all.