The house is warm and fragrant, and the sister-in-law is also newly married, and the tent is still hung with the mosquito repellent sachet embroidered by the sister-in-law for her, her hands are white and tender, and she looks like she is in her teens.

She is the only daughter of General Huaihua, her father died for the country, her mother also died of martyrdom, her Yan family is full of loyalty, and there are still people who remember the kindness of the Yan family.

Her sister-in-law is the daughter of the Yan family and the concubine of the King of England. She once carried the coffin of her father, brother and sister-in-law, buried her mother with her own hands, kept filial piety for the Yan family, and raised Yan Da alone, and was personally named a three-grade lady by His Majesty.

Yan Da still remembers the glory of the Yan family, the name engraved on the ancestral hall, they helped the world, and they were loyal and righteous, but in the end, because of Yan Da, they had to be blamed for their death.

Yan wanted to look at the tent, but he couldn't take care of it, so he had to support two girls to take Yan Da to the garden to breathe. Yan Da was still in a trance, and responded in a daze.

When Gu Zi arrived in the small garden, he met a person head-on, and the eight-treasure Yingluo collar hanging around his neck shook Yan Da's eyes hurt.

"It's you!" The little girl wearing the Yingluo collar ran over, looked at Yan Da in disbelief, and said, "You're not dead?" ”

Yan Da looked at the tips of her embroidered shoes, this luxuriously dressed little girl, she remembered it until she died, now she is spicy and pampered, and in the future, she will be the treasure of the golden house, and the world of Fengyi.

Hooking the corners of her lips sarcastically, Yan Da pressed the restless blood in her heart, she still remembered Song Jiao's pain for her cramping and peeling.

"Sister Song Jiao." Yan Da looked at her and grinned and shouted sweetly, but the sharp and thin nails seemed to be about to sink into the flesh.

"Who's your sister?" Song Jiao snorted coldly, looked at Yan Da and said, "I'm different from you, I'm from a good background, you?" Even if I lift my shoes, I don't like pickles. ”

"Yes, Sister Song Jiao is a noble eldest lady." Yan Da said: "But the honorable eldest lady, you still have to call your sister-in-law a mother-in-law, right?" ”

"Who wants her to be my mother? My mother is from Lumen, how can she be compared to a girl like her who has no skin and no face? Your aunt is a vixen, is there no man next to her in the world? I have to pester my father, my father has a wife and a daughter, and she has to post it, so it's a girl who comes out of everyone, how can she do some shameless things! Song Jiao scolded, as if she wanted to shout out all the grievances of these days.

"Your aunts and nephews are all lowly hooves, and you can't go crazy if you want to be a man......"

She seemed to be going to continue, but Yan Da secretly accumulated her strength and slapped her head-on, the string of beads of jade coral hit her pink carved face, and her voice was crisp and tight for a while, Song Jiao seemed to be stunned, and she didn't react for half a sound.

"Sister Song Jiao said cautiously that humiliating her mother-in-law in public is a great disfilial piety." Yan Da said a word coldly, her eyes cold, as if mixed with crushed ice.

Song Jiao touched her numb cheeks and looked at her in disbelief, "Are you crazy?" How dare you hit me! ”

"What are you!" As he spoke, he lifted the embroidered shoe inlaid with Dongzhu and kicked it on Yanda's knee.

"Jiaojiao!" Before Song Jiao's shoes touched Yan Da, they were torn apart by the people behind her, with a straight body and a jade crown and sword eyebrows, Yan Da was slightly stunned.

It's Song Zhan.

"Brother......" Song Jiao's arrogance suddenly disappeared, obviously afraid of this brother who is a fellow mother.

Song Zhan's gaze fell on Xiao Yanda, with an oppressive coldness, and said lightly: "At a young age, he has sharp teeth and a sharp mouth. ”