Ruoxue looked at the three imitation rings in the silk handkerchief, these are all the ones that the Yang family likes to wear, and the three rings she asked people to imitate are all equipped with that kind of small needle.

Ruoxue picked up a ruby ring wrapped in plums, put it on her middle finger, looked at it, and waved her hand violently, and a little light flashed between her fingers.

Peony subconsciously took two steps back, and shouted "oops" in her mouth.

Ruoxue was stunned for a moment, then laughed, "You young lady, when have you ever beaten someone yourself." Look scares you! She said.

"I'm ...... I'm naturally reacting to it! Peony pursed her mouth and said dissatisfied.

Lian Xin looked at him next to him and smiled, "This Nizi is too intimidating." She said.

Ruoxue turned around and waved her hand, and Lianxin jumped in fright and ran away.

Ruoxue covered her mouth and laughed.

"Miss!" Lian Xin stomped her feet angrily, she was actually teased by the young lady.

Ruoxue took off the ring from her middle finger and said with a smile: "Okay, I won't tease you." Go find the pearls. ”

Peony answered, turned and went out.

Lian Xin looked at the rings and asked, "What is Miss going to do with these rings?" ”

Ruoxue suppressed her smile and said, "Doesn't the second aunt like to beat people?" Then let her fight a few more people! When there was no one to beat her, she stopped fighting. ”

Lian Xin heard Ruoxue say this, and after thinking for a while, she realized that Miss wanted the second wife to lose her heart, so that people were afraid of her like a tiger, and everyone was far away from her, so that she would become an isolated person.

Lian Xin glanced at the rings again, she thought of the time when the Yang family went to Guanfang Courtyard to make trouble, and injured the third miss and the pomegranate, but fortunately, the third miss was lightly injured and left no traces.

But there is a trace on the face of the pomegranate that is an inch long.

If it hits the eldest lady in the face that time, how can it be good!

Lian Xin thought of the red mark on Ruoxian's face, although she couldn't see it when she took the puff, she could still see it when she cleaned her face, and she didn't know if it would grow well in the future.

"What do you think?"

"I didn't ...... Didn't think about anything. ”

At this time, Peony and Rice Pearl came in and called, "Miss." ”

Ruoxue pointed to the rings on the table, asked Mi Pearl to take them and change the Yang's rings, and told her to be careful.

Mi Pearl pointed to the emerald green gemstone ring and said, "The second wife has been wearing that green ring in the past two days, and it will take a few days to get it back." ”

"It's okay, you don't have to rush." Ruoxue said.

Michel answered, wrapped the three rings and put them in her arms, turned around and went out.

"Let's go, let's go back and see what they do." Ruoxue said and turned around and went outside.

The Yang family has been talking about Ruoxian's family affairs for a while now, and every once in a while she has to go out to visit Gujiao, praise people's children, and talk about the benefits of her daughter, hoping that any family will be tempted to come to their house to propose.

If you are fifteen years old this year, if you can get married next year, it will be twenty-eight and good.

It's all to blame for her uncle's early death, otherwise she would have been able to marry someone last year.

Thinking of the obvious scratches on his daughter's face, Yang was annoyed, and he was so angry that he forgot that he was wearing a different ring, so he accidentally hit his daughter.

Didn't hit Ruoxue in the face twice, which made Yang secretly grit her teeth, she wanted to scratch Ruoxue's face, so that she couldn't marry a high-ranking family, so she could only choose a son-in-law from that small family, and if she had children and grandchildren in the future, she would not be able to get on the stage.

Every time he thought of this, Yang felt very relieved.

It's a pity that he didn't scratch Ruoxue's iconic face, but he hurt his daughter's face, which made Yang's hatred more and more like Ruoxue.

Yang touched the emerald ring on his middle finger, "Sooner or later, one day I will destroy her fairy face, let her marry a broken family, and she will not be able to turn over for a few lifetimes, hehehe......"

The sound of talking outside the door disturbed Yang's thoughts, she stood up and walked to the door, looked at the few maids on duty outside through the bamboo curtain, and asked, "Chirp, what's wrong?" ”

Biyun hurriedly walked out of a few people, leaned over outside the curtain and said, "Mrs. Hui, the red leaves in the master's study seem to be suffering from heat stroke, and there are some symptoms of vomiting, do you want to ask the doctor to take a look at her?" ”

"Go and please, your lord will still be there to read when he comes back, and she needs to serve there." Yang waved her hand and let her go, turned around and sat down in front of the dressing table again.

She glanced up at the table, her eyes widened a lot, how could she think that someone had touched something on the table.

Yang looked at them one by one over and over again, opened the jewelry box and looked at it, and there was nothing missing.

Is she blind?

Yang turned his head and looked at the room carefully, "Maybe I'm also suffering from heat stroke, a little dizzy!" She said.

After more than half an hour, Biyun opened the curtain and came in, and saw Yang lying on the bamboo couch asleep, so he didn't dare to call her, standing at the door and not knowing if he would go out first, and then come back and forth later.

Yang didn't sleep in the first place, just because he couldn't sleep because it was hot last night, and he was lying down to recuperate.

She heard footsteps coming in, but she didn't hear anyone speak, so she asked, "What's the matter?" ”

Biyun was about to turn around and go out to wait for a while, but when she heard her question, she hurriedly turned around and came back, and called: "Mrs. ,......" and didn't know what to say.

Yang turned around and lay down to look at her, "What's the matter, why do you feel so embarrassed?" She said.

Biyun hesitated for a moment and said, "Mrs. Hui, the doctor has shown Miss Momiji, she is not suffering from heat stroke." ”

Yang's brows furrowed, feeling that something was wrong with what she said, and he thought for a moment before reacting.

In the past, Biyun used to call the name of the red leaf directly, but just now she called her "the girl of the red leaves", how is this a little wrong!

Yang squinted at Biyun, "What's the matter?" Say it. She said.

Biyun swallowed her saliva and said cautiously: "The doctor said that Miss Hongye has been pregnant for more than a month, and it is not vomiting caused by heat stroke. ”

Yang sat up suddenly, "What? ”

After a while, Yang laughed "hehehe".

Biyun looked at Yang's expression and said, "The doctor hasn't left yet, does the wife want him to prescribe some medicine?" ”

Yang suppressed his smile, knowing that she was asking her if she wanted the doctor to prescribe a fetal pill or something for Hongye to eat.

Yang shook his head, just a maid! It's just a room, I want to be an aunt, and I dream of it! If you dare to steal a man, then you can have sex for the rest of your life.

"Go and clean up the utility room behind Aunt Ming, and let her move in." Yang said in a deep voice: "Tell Baozhu to go to the study to serve your master's tea." ”

ps：

I want to learn from the gods to write portraits of living beings from the perspective of God, so that writing is conducive to the spread of the story, and the story looks fuller.

If you write the protagonist alone, it looks relatively narrow and not atmospheric enough. (This is all because I can't write an outline)

Writing portraits of living beings seems to be able to write hundreds of thousands of words. (Laughing and drinking)

There is a little bad thing about writing like this, that is, the aura of the protagonist is weakened.

Fortunately, the front is the protagonist of a strong halo