Su Zhiyu held the handkerchief and was very funny, "According to what the little marquis can see, this is a man's belongings, so who is that man?" ”

Su Wanru cried so much that she was raining, "The second sister is up to now, don't hide it from everyone, even so, the little marquis will marry you in the face of the Baiguo Mansion." ”

"Sister Wanru, stop crying." Ye Yongzheng couldn't stand the tears of the beauty, he was distressed, and walked over to comfort him: "Such a person who does not abide by women's morals, I will definitely not marry into the door, I only have one sister Wanru in my heart, and I can't tolerate others." ”

Su Zhiyu couldn't hold back her laughter, "The little marquis is really affectionate to the eldest lady of Shangshu Mansion, if you don't know, you still think that the aunts in the little marquis's house are decorations." ”

Speaking of Su Wanru's pain, she gritted her teeth secretly, a tear fell from the corner of her eyes, Chu Chu looked lovely, gently pulled Ye Yongzheng's sleeve with her hand, wiped the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief with the other hand, and cried more and more.

Speaking of Ye Yongzheng's aunts, Su Wanru's heart hurts, Yong'an Xiaohou is famous in the capital, relying on the support of Yong'an Hou, doing things unscrupulously, speaking of Yong'an Hou is such a precious son as him, he has always turned a blind eye to what he does, even if he robs the people's girls on the street, he can cover up the past, before he marries his wife, there is an eight-room aunt in the backyard, and he also sees that Bai Liuli has not appeared for many years, Su Zhiyu is a waste person, no matter how good it is, it is not as good as Su Wanru, the daughter of Shangshu Mansion now, Only then did there be a matter of repentance.

Ye Yongzheng felt sorry for Su Wanru, held her in his arms, stroked her long hair, and comforted: "Don't cry." He gritted his teeth with hatred for Su Zhiyu, and said angrily: "Don't worry, even if I dig three feet into the ground, I will find that man." ”

Su Wanru was happy in her heart, looking at the current situation, it was confirmed that Su Zhiyu had an affair with other men, Ye Yongzheng categorically would not marry Su Zhiyu as his wife, and when she sat firmly in the position of Mrs. Yong'an Hou, those warblers and Yanyan in the backyard were grasshoppers in her hands, and it didn't hurt to be obedient and honest and let them live.

Su Zhiyu took a step forward, approached Su Huai, and said coldly: "You have already decided that the owner of the handkerchief in my hand is Jianfu, then go and find it." She shrugged her shoulders indifferently and spread her hands and said, "You bear the consequences." Don't blame me for not reminding you. With a long sigh in her heart, although she had broken through to the middle stage of qi refining, she could only beat someone, and none of the people here could beat her.

She generously threw the handkerchief to Su Huai, "Oh, check it." ”

Su Huai dragged the handkerchief, looked at the handkerchief for a long time, and made sure that this handkerchief was not a mortal thing, and the silk woven on it, every trace of it carried spiritual power, as if it was a low-level magic weapon, his face became even more ugly, and he put away the handkerchief without a trace, "Where did you steal it from?" In the court, others call me a book, but how could I give birth to a daughter like you! ”

"Don't." Su Zhiyu glanced at him, "You can't give birth to me, it's my mother's birth, thank you." In addition, you also know that you are a scholar? Connived at my wife and daughter who wanted to rob me of the jewelry and clothes given to me by the emperor, and now they want to take away this low-level magic weapon and give it to your daughter? ”

One sentence to puncture Su Huai's plan, a low-level magic weapon, even if it is Shangshu Mansion, there are not a few in total, to add a dowry to Su Wanru, there is no need to use the things in the warehouse, one piece can be worth a few hundred taels of silver, the price does not seem high, but the magic weapon process is complex, the production is difficult, and the finished product is often unusable, Su Zhiyu, a low-level magic weapon, is the best.

Su Huai glanced at Su Wanru and said calmly: "Why can't you give your sister a shock?" ”

"Huh." Su Zhiyu sneered again and again, "I just said that I stole something, and I gave it to Su Wanru, you are a good father." After speaking, she also clapped her hands, her voice was loud, and there was a bit of fire in her eyes: "Okay, don't you want to give it to Su Wanru, I just won't let it." With that, the long whip in her hand reappeared and raised it towards Su Huai.

Su Huai snorted coldly, but she didn't expect her to do it to herself, she couldn't help but hesitate for a moment, the long whip was about to hit Su Huai's face, Su Huai didn't even hide, his eyes swept away, and the long whip turned around and smashed straight towards Su Wanru.

Su Wanru used seventy percent of her spiritual power, the long whip smashed on her body was not a joke, Du's mother was hit twice, not to mention that she couldn't get out of bed for two or three months, she had wind under her feet, and easily dodged it, and the long whip smashed to the ground, smashing out of the half-human pit.

"The good daughter I taught, she was cruel to her father, if I don't teach you today, I'm sorry for the ancestors of the Su family." After speaking, he palms up, and the wind above was surging, ready to go.

Su Zhiyu squinted slightly, no matter how vigorous she was, several wind blades hit her, and she would inevitably still be injured - she was concentrating on watching the movement of the wind blade, and the moment the wind blade came over, Mrs. Su blocked it and exclaimed: "Master! In fact, she changed the direction of the wind blade, and several wind blades flew towards Xiao Qi in a dense manner.

Xiao Qi had just entered the early stage of qi refining, and in the face of several wind blades, he subconsciously used his hands to block them, Su Zhiyu was shocked, and rushed over without thinking about it, blocking in front of Xiao Qi, the sound of the wind blade cutting through the skin was accompanied by Xiao Qi's lost voice screaming: "Miss!" ”

Su Zhiyu looked back and blew out a water screen, and the remaining wind blade crackled on the water screen, splashing the maid next to her.

"Miss, miss." Xiao Qi held the crumbling Su Zhiyu, and tears flowed down, "Miss, why are you bothering, you shouldn't stand in front of the slave maid, the slave maid's life is not worth it." ”

Su Zhiyu patted Xiao Qi's face with difficulty, "Don't cry, the enemy will laugh." The blood marks behind her were shocking, she gritted her teeth, and turned her head to look at Su Huai: "I can't beat you today, it's not as good as others, and I will return it one by one in the future." ”

"You don't have to wait for the next day." An extraordinarily cold voice came from the door, took Su Zhiyu from Xiao Qi's hand, frowned and looked at the person in his arms, it seemed that he should have raised well recently, and he was slightly fatter than before, but the injury on his back made his face gloomy and terrifying.

Hearing the voice, Su Zhiyu was aggrieved, "Why did you come, they all bullied me, and said that you are my husband." ”

When Su Huai saw someone coming, he hurriedly changed into a flattering smile, and before he could ask what he was doing here, he saw him holding Su Zhiyu in his arms, and he couldn't laugh for a moment.

"But it hurts?" Ye Qingfeng frowned, Su Zhiyu's back injury was not light, if he hadn't taught Su Zhiyu to use a water screen, I am afraid that people would have been able to hold their breath at this time.

Su Zhiyu sniffed and stared at him with watery eyes: "It hurts, it hurts." ”