Song Wei stepped forward timidly and pulled in a low voice: "Sister Xuan, it's better to forget it, Sister Yan may not mean it, I just looked..."

"What wasn't intentional? Which girl are you? How to speak for an outsider! Song Wei glared at her and said mockingly, "Didn't you listen to the big sister?" She just told her with good intentions, but she was dismissed by this shameless slut! ”

"How could such a disgusting woman enter the gate of my British Palace! If others know, won't they laugh off their big teeth! ”

Yan Da was silent, Shi Shiran sat on the stone bench, her eyes lowered, and looked at Song Jiao who was salvaged.

Song Jiao's black hair was wet by the river, and the tassels and butterfly hairpins were also scattered, with the red and tearful eyes, and her cheeks were slightly red, which made people see it, and she really felt that she was lovely and had been greatly wronged.

"Woo, Sister Yan, what are you doing? I, I'm so wronged..."

Song Jiao was frightened by Yan Da before she fell into the water, and most of the guards were rough men, and they used some strength to catch her, which made her stomach hurt.

At this moment, seeing that there were more and more people who came to see the excitement, she cried without hesitation: "Sister Yan is so arrogant that she doesn't even take my words to heart!" Pushing me into the water without saying a word is really arrogant! Pity my mother died early, how did I let the fox spirits like the Yan family enter my Song Mansion and bring a little broom star! It's not enough for you to kill the Yan family, but now you are going to attack my Song family? ”

"Jiaojiao!"

There was an angry rebuke from afar, Song Jiao's body trembled, she looked back, and her face was suddenly full of grievances: "Brother, look at her..."

Coming to the winged face of the peacock, the face is solemn and elegant, under the clear skin, with a mood of joy and anger, he stared at Song Jiao, a little helpless: "What's the matter?" ”

"Brother, she deceives people too much!"

Song Jiao's dark eyes were filled with tears, like wild grapes covered with frost and dew, flashing with a frightened look: "I just advised her to live in peace in the house, if she was wronged, just come to me, who knew that she not only didn't listen, but also hurt people!" ”

The winged-faced peacock slowly approached, his cold eyes moved from Song Jiao to Yan Da, and his voice was cold: "Jiaojiao, don't talk nonsense." ”

"Brother, where am I talking nonsense?"

Song Jiao dragged the tassel hairpin off her head and smashed it on the floor tiles, dripping wet with water all over the ground: "After all, I am your own sister, how can you help a foreign surname speak?" I didn't know that this British Mansion was already in charge of others, and the Song Mansion had a hundred years of reputation, how could she be allowed to be messed up here with fox spirits such as the Yan family? ”

"Presumptuous!"

Yan Da's face was furious, she raised her hand and slapped her in the face, the sharp armor cut a bloody mark on her face, and everyone was dumbfounded.

A girl with a big surname, which one has not been pampered since childhood, has both poetry and painting, and is talented? My sister-in-law, a beautiful woman, was also a delicate flower in the hands of her parents before marrying into the British Prince's Mansion.

If it weren't for the danger she made again and again to protect her, the Yan family would definitely be the housewife praised by everyone in the British Prince's Mansion.

This Song Jiao has spoken disrespectfully every time, even if she gives up half her life, she will never allow anyone to hurt her sister-in-law for half a point.

"Stop!" Song Zhan's eyes were like torches, and he waved her aside, with a little doubt in his eyes: "Although Jiaojiao's words are heavy, she is just a little more coquettish and willful, but her heart is not bad." Sister Yan didn't hurt anyone, and pushed her into the river, didn't she know that she was weak and couldn't be frozen. ”

Song Zhan looked at her, his eyes burned, and he said word by word: "Sister Yan, you, it's too much." ”