Aunt Praruo watched Yan Yingya walk down the mountain from behind.

In his heart, he was thinking about listening to Concubine Zhen's words, and nodded unconsciously with empathy.

This girl is indeed very different from her well-bred mother.

Maybe not......

But when she thought about it, she felt that nothing was right, and she would never believe that such a woman would do such an unwise thing.

The slave felt that she was very well-behaved back then, and she was definitely good at this kind of chicken and dog thief.

Yan Ying, a child, is unbelievable from her clothes and appearance to her words and deeds, what went wrong? ”

Yes, even Aunt Prajna, who is clear-minded, didn't figure it out.

It's like a phoenix, but there is a nest of free-range chickens.

"Do you say that she has too many enemies, and before she dies, she will also throw us into the army, throw a fake daughter in the house, and let her fend for herself.

If so, the woman's scheming is really unfathomable, so where is her biological daughter? Concubine Zhen said suspiciously.

Such a heart-wrenching thing, the woman did it.

The slave and maid don't know, and if so, where is the child she gave birth to?

Madame, don't worry too much, the girl just now said that she has a way to restore your face.

When the time comes, the concubine can dress up and appear in front of everyone again, and as for those things that can't be sorted out, I will figure them out one by one later. ”

Aunt Praruo doesn't know why she has great trust and affection for Yan Ying, maybe someone who is too ugly is easy to get sympathy?

Maybe it's because she's ......

Don't look away, try to give yourself a buffer time for the sad expression on your face.

After all, the events of the year were strictly ordered......

"You take my post and send it to Yan Ying, if it's really as expected, we'll accompany them to clear the clouds."

If you can't fight her when you're alive, can she still control the situation when she's dead? ”

Saying that, Concubine Zhen walked back slowly, she was determined to investigate to the end.

The first emperor is no longer there...... But she's still there.

The First Emperor?

Concubine Zhen muttered to herself, but she didn't stop, and continued to slowly ascend along the undulating mountains.

She had walked this mountain road too many times, and she could even tell exactly what the insect calls were on that part of the mountain road in what season.

She was even familiar with when the leaves should be green and the leaves should be yellow.

The only thing that is unfamiliar is the man who kept saying that he loved back then, how could he finally draw a knife against each other.

Thinking of this, Concubine Zhen quietly clenched her fists, this revenge really can't be avenged.

If it weren't for the woman.........

Concubine Zhen's eyes flashed with hatred, faint as stars at first, and slowly seemed to burn the entire mountain.

Aunt Prajna sighed faintly.

"If you have something on your mind?" Concubine Zhen raised her eyes slightly and asked.

Prajna's expression was a little unnatural, but he still replied respectfully: "The slave just feels that time flies too fast, and the stars are just in and out. ”

Concubine Zhen stopped, she obviously didn't believe that Praruo had become a little abnormal because of these words.

"Of all the palace maids, you are the most transparent."

"Thank you for the compliment." Prajna is busy with blessings.

"You go and send that girl down the mountain, I want to be alone." Concubine Zhen said and slowly disappeared into the night.

Ziyue followed behind Yan Ying with her skirt deep and shallow, and when Yan Ying saw that, she had no choice but to stop, bend down and tie her skirt in a big knot.

In this way, the skirt is much shorter: "You still pushed back when you were asked to wear pants, and now you know that you should mainly wear light clothes for work, right?" ”

Ziyue wanted to put down the knotted skirt, but when she came into contact with Yan Ying's fierce eyes, she retreated: "Miss, the slave maid is a girl's family." ”

"Huh? It's as if your young lady is a prodigal son. ”

"No, miss, I didn't mean that." Ziyue's face flushed.

The moonlight scattered on the forest path, and the forest was exceptionally quiet in winter.

Everything is silent.

"Miss, you just can completely catch Su Run, why do you still let him go, when the time comes, he will report the news, Miss, I am afraid that life will not be peaceful in the future."

Ziyue expressed her worries, after all, her young lady is still weak.

"Well, Ziyue's analysis is very right, it is true that the grass is cut without roots, and the spring breeze blows and grows, but I have other uses for keeping him." Yan Ying said firmly.

"This third lady is really, vicious, but the young lady is still her eldest sister, and she doesn't show mercy." Ziyue remembered the scene just now, but she was still shocked.

"Yanya?" Yan Ying sneered: "She is not so delicate. ”

"Not the third lady? Is that really wishful? Zi Yueqi's lips trembled.

This Ruyi actually harmed the second lady three times and twice.

What a wolf ambition.

Praruo didn't know where to get a sedan chair to catch up with Yan Ying and said: "Second Miss, it's the third watch in the middle of the night, you better get on the sedan chair, and the old slave will send you back." ”

Her attitude was decent, but her voice was cold and indifferent.

"Then there's Mama Lao." Yan Ying also felt that if she went back so openly, the women in the Hou Mansion would definitely not let her go easily.

After all, it's really the third watch in the middle of the night, not to mention, his clothes are either mud or grass stains, and the picture is a little too beautiful, I can't bear to look at it directly.

They must be prepared, and they can also use the topic to play.

She didn't want to take the risk.

Besides, she now had to recharge her energy and figure out how to do that surgery under these difficult conditions.

In case of failure, it is a day to live.

Yan Ying greedily took a breath of air.

"How sure is the second lady about the concubine's surgery?" Through the sedan chair, Aunt Praruo's voice still came in clearly.

Yan Ying thought for a moment: "Actually, I'm not sure. ”

Yan Ying thought that when she said this, Aunt Praruo would scold her regardless of her image.

She waited for a while before Aunt Praruo's voice came in: "The old slave believes that the second lady is not imaginative. ”

"You actually believe me?" There was a hint of curiosity in Yan Ying's tone, and she was relieved at random.

"You're old friends with my mother?"

"It's just a few faces." After Aunt Prajna finished speaking, she stopped talking.

"You dog minions don't want to say quickly, the second lady and you went to tell you where you went?

She hasn't come back in the middle of the night, so we don't have a tutor in Ding'an Houfu.

If it is spread out, the three young ladies of the Ding'an Hou Mansion have no marriage, who will dare to come to the door in the future?"

Yun Yishu drank Yan Xiongsan and sat condescendingly on the chair, and there was a faint smile on the corner of Yun Yishu's mouth.

Yan Xiongsan had a straight face, looking cold and cold.

Today, Yun Yishu gave Yan Xiong Sansan eye medicine, and Yan Xiongsan felt that he was not too indulgent to Yan Ying during this time.

The same is true of the child born by that woman: the mud can't support the wall, and he really doesn't take him as a father seriously.

Thinking of this, Yan Xiongsan felt heartache for a while.

If life is only as it first seems.

It's a shame that he felt that girl seemed to be a little dignified some time ago, but he couldn't imagine that she was still wild and difficult to change, and she was really not as good as her sister.

Even if he was lucky enough to win the ranking in the conference, this character not only could not contribute to the Hou Mansion, but could even drag the Hou Mansion down.

Not at all as decent and delicate as Yan Xin.