Compared with the liveliness of the main mother's courtyard, the small courtyard where Mrs. Tong lived at this time was much more deserted.

Even if you add a few brought by Yinhua Hulala, it is quiet.

One by one, they are bound and can't even hold their breath, trying to reduce their sense of existence.

Nonsense, that's a living female rakshasa who can collapse half of the eaves with a whip, who dares to make a mistake.

As for their frightened and worried about the consequences of making a big fuss in the mansion of the first product...

Yin Hua can destroy all kinds of priceless antique ornaments without taking them away or blinking an eye, and they don't feel that they can be more valuable than those antiques.

Therefore, it is imperative to be less bb first, and only then can we be qualified to face the guilt...

As for how can a famous and noble girl be so violent~

The babies are bitter~

In the torrent of the past, this post-abolished girlhood is a master who whips when he sees unevenness~

…

Mrs. Tong, who was sick, saw Yin Hua's eyes light up, and she climbed out of bed and walked over: "Zi'er~ Why are you here?" ”

Yin Hua stood at the door, against the light, in the eyes of Mrs. Tong, she was like a lost angel, which made her unconsciously burst into tears.

Yin Hua frowned slightly, reached out to catch her crumbling body, and held her vein.

After a moment, the brow relaxed.

Fortunately, there is no major problem at the root, and it is all depressed.

I guess I'll be in a good mood... Trumpet.

"Wipe away your tears, I helped you get back your body and take you to a new life."

Mrs. Tong looked at Yin Hua with teary eyes, her face full of questions.

Yin Hua gave way to his body, revealing several large mahogany boxes in the yard containing mountains of gold and silver.

Mrs. Tong became more and more puzzled: "Yin Jiaoyue is so reasonable? Let you take away what she has long taken for herself? ”

Yin Hua was more puzzled than her: "Why should you be reasonable if you can do it?!" ”

When the few people outside heard this, they all shook again.

Yin Hua turned around and shouted at them, "Why are you stunned? Did the emperor let you come to see the excitement? ”

"Lift... No... Help Mrs. get into the sedan chair. ”

It's time to perform!

A few quick hands stepped forward, and even hugged Mrs. Tong, who obviously had something to say, in the sedan chair.

Several of Mrs. Tong's maids were taken by Yinhua's arrogant momentum, and they didn't say a word, and followed out of the house obediently and guarded by the sedan chair.

Yin Hua looked around slowly, looking at the dimly lit courtyard with few long things, and the small courtyard occupied by Yin Jiaoyue, which was very different from the main courtyard, and pouted.

The whip around his arm shook, and when the dust was blowing, most of the small courtyard collapsed.

And she walked out of the dust, her head and face clean, without a trace of dust.

The crowd trembled again.

Even Mrs. Tong had nothing to say with her mouth open.

Her little padded jacket looks like a military coat.

More handsome than the general's son, there is wood and ~

……

The entourage followed Yin Hua in horror and returned to the 'Tong Mansion' diagonally opposite the Yuwang Mansion.

When I unloaded the messenger, I found that this trip was surprisingly smooth.

It's true. There is no doubt about the entourage.

Not to mention 'calm and calm', and no one is holding accountable at present?

Didn't the child know that his home was demolished?

It's impossible~

Is the palace so indulgent of a deposed queen?!

I can't~

After a few took the huge red envelopes rewarded by Yinhua, they began to worry about what would happen to them when they returned to the palace.

It's probably a family ugly, and adults can only swallow it!

It's probably a trivial matter, and it's not uncommon to know in the palace!

When I got out of the 'Tong Mansion', I saw the Yu Wang standing at the door of the Yu Wang's Mansion diagonally opposite, and the people looked at the 'Tong Mansion', and there was a look of similar worry on the face that had always been indifferent, and a few of them raised their hearts again.

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