Song Zhan had a quarrel with her, pushed her to the ground, and poured a cup of tea on her head, accusing her of ill-intentioned intentions and saying that she was a wolf.

The attitude of the whole mansion towards her has changed, some say she is ungrateful, and some say that she is wolf-hearted. They hadn't said it to their faces, but it was those gossip that made Yan Da feel like a fish in her throat, as if she had swallowed a mouth full of porcelain crumbs.

There was a mouthful of blood and a terrible sore throat.

She grew up in such a deformed environment, her world was full of malice and sharpness, and those mean and vicious whispers behind her back drove her into the shadows, and they all bared their fangs at her.

No matter how her sister-in-law treats her, she lives a life under the fence. Every bite of food she eats is said by someone that it is a handout from the British Palace, and if there is no British king, you are a beggar on your knees begging.

Even when she and Xiao Ruwan kissed later, Song Jiao accused her: "You are a waste, why do you rob me!" ”

In that situation, Yan Da understood that the British Mansion was Song Jiao's home, Song Zhan was Song Jiao's brother, and the British King was Song Jiao's father. No matter how much Yan Da pleases and laughs, she can't get past that bloodline, after all, she is still an outsider in the British Palace.

Since then, the old lady is the old lady, Song Zhan is the prince, and the king is just an uncle.

My sister-in-law is having a hard time, and she can't go to block my sister-in-law.

On the way to the clan study with Song Zhan, Meng Shaolin joked: "You girl is a very interesting person." ”

"How funny?"

"At a young age, my mind is not right. But it is also powerful, so that the maids around him can't see the clues. Meng Shaolin said, the meaning of his eyes was unclear.

"How?"

Meng Shaolin didn't answer, but only told a story.

The eldest princess of Shuyang is a clan member with considerable prestige and power in the royal family, she is His Majesty's sister-in-law, with the Marquis of Xiangyang, but she is widowed in middle age and has been widowed for many years, and her favorite is the only son Xiao Ruhuan under her knees.

Heaven does not fulfill people's wishes, the young prince did not withstand the provocation of the maid at home, and carried Princess Shuyang on his back to smoke Wushi San, because he was usually well-behaved and docile, but he kept it from Shuyang for five years.

Later, he collapsed and died in the middle of winter that year.

It is conceivable that the slave and maid who took the master's corrupt body were thrown into the snake cave by Shuyang and tortured to death. Later, Shuyang was angry again, and personally whipped her corpse and asked the wild dog beast to take it away, not to mention the whole corpse, not even a bone left.

This Zhuang tragedy is known to everyone in Dijing, and Song Zhan asked him: "What are you doing with this?" ”

"Tsk, that little girl just looked at you, just like Shuyang looked at the corpse."

Song Zhan: "..."

"Don't believe it, her eyes are not clean. I have never seen a little girl with the same kindness and bitter malice in her eyes. Meng Shaolin said.

He told him for the sake of Song Zhan having played with him for so many years, otherwise he wouldn't want to wade into this troubled water.

That little girl, at first glance, is not a fuel-efficient lamp.

"I don't know her, and it's because my grandmother entered the British Prince's Mansion that I got across, where does she hate me? Don't talk nonsense, ruin people's reputations. Song Zhan said, there were some doubts in his heart, and he was pressed back by the little girl's soft and timid eyes.

She is such a small person, well-behaved and soft, which makes people feel pity at a glance, even the people in the house also say that she has a good temper, and she is more likable than her own sister-in-law, what bad intentions can she have?