Song Pingyang didn't sleep all night, and his face was very haggard.

Fanshu Yao was stunned for a moment, and said with a panicked face, "Mother, how can I snatch my sister's pass, if my sister wakes up, how can my sister go to the academy, this is not good!" ”

Looking at Fanshu Yao's panicked look, Song Pingyang took her hand and comforted: "Yao'er, you have to go, if you don't go, the pass will be automatically invalid after the deadline; As for your sister, your mother has been prepared. ”

Song Pingyang reached out from under the bedside on the side, took out a box, and said, "Yao'er, there are ten human skin masks in here, all of which are made in the shape of your sister, if you wear it, no one will recognize it; When your sister is sober, she will exchange with you. ”

Fanshu Yao lowered her head, a strange look flashed in her eyes, she stared at the box in Song Pingyang's hand, as if she had seen through the box, her hands were clenched tightly into fists, and her face was very ugly.

"Yes, Mother!"

In the end, Fan Shuyao still reached out and took the box in her hand.

She stared at the wooden box for a long time, and no one knew what was going on in her mind.

"Mother, then I'm going to get ready and go to the academy?" Sanskrit Shuyao asked.

"Go ahead! Your father has already ordered someone to arrange the car, and you will leave after lunch. Song Pingyang sighed, but his eyes never left the bed Fan Yutian.

Fanshu Yao's hand holding the wooden box tightened again, and he gave a blessing, "Yes!" The daughter retired first, and you mother, you also pay attention to rest; My sister doesn't want to see you like this when she wakes up. ”

Song Pingyang nodded casually and waved his hand at her.

From beginning to end, her eyes never left the Van Yu tilt on the hospital bed again.

If she glanced at Fanshu Yao, she might be able to see that her daughter had become different from before.

When Fanshu Yao came out of Fan Yu's courtyard, she turned around and looked inside the house, but Song Pingyang still didn't look at her.

The corners of her lips curled up with a slight sneer.

This is her mother!

"County Lord, the slave is not just for you!" Sanskrit Shuyao's personal maid Xiao Gui spoke up.

"Uneven? What's so wrong? Fanshu Yao asked calmly.

"The princess is too partial, now that the county lord is not awake, let you go instead of her, once the county lord wakes up and returns to normal, you have to give way, why?" Xiao Gui said angrily.

Sanskrit Shuyao didn't answer, just glanced at the box in his hand, and the corners of his lips hooked slightly.

Oh, yes! Why?

Is it because Fan Yutian has been better than her in cultivation since she was a child?

But Fan Yu is not smart!

Knowing that today's Sanskrit Yin has long been different, and her strength is also terrifying, she has made those things happen again and again.

As a result, I didn't get anything, and I became a fool.

Deserve! You really deserve it!

However, Fan Yu is not stupid, where does she have the opportunity?

Previously, Song Pingyang came to her and told Fanshu Yao that she would let her go to the academy instead of Fanyin, and she was naturally moved.

If she didn't succeed, she was almost disfigured; Then Song Pingyang also told her what Fan Yutian thought.

Fanyu's plan is to let her look like Sanskrit when she arrives at the academy, and apprentice before Fanyin; If you can't catch up, you will insist that the Sanskrit sound is fake.

But according to Fan Yutian's temperament, when she leaves the capital, I am afraid that she will tell her to pretend to be Fanyin, after all, Fan Yutian's cultivation has broken through the three-grade mirror.

And because of congenital reasons, she has been staying in the first mirror and cannot make a breakthrough.

When she returned to the courtyard, Sanskrit Shuyao stepped into the house, saw the brazier on the ground at a glance, and casually threw the box in her hand into the brazier.