Chapter 20: Is This Woman She?

Jiang Qiao'er was thrown down the stairs with a quilt, although the stairs were not very high, she still fainted. Baidu search txtjia .com the coffee-colored thinness was spread out, and her body was exposed to the air naked.

Like a blooming white rose.

When she woke up the next day, Jiang Qiao'er opened her eyes and found a simple room, a small single bed, and white curtains with the smell of laundry detergent and sunshine.

It was as if everything was back to the adoptive mother's small courtyard.

Tears slipped down Jiang Qiao'er's cheeks. At this moment, she finally couldn't help being fragile and hugged her shoulders and cried.

She never thought of getting involved in these big shots, she just wanted to live a simple life with the person she loved! Isn't that too much?

How could that demon treat himself like this...... She was obviously his wife......

When Aunt Zhen came in, Jiang Qiaoer was raising her hand to wipe away the tears from her eyes. Look at the fastest chapter on (txt home/\small/\say/\net xtjia. com) No matter how much you cry, what's the use of no one feeling distressed!

"Madam, the young master is just angry for a while......" Seeing this simple girl being treated like this, she couldn't help but feel sorry for the Gong family. However, she felt that she was not mistaken, Gong Shao treated this girl differently!

Jiang Qiao'er didn't speak, and pulled up the quilt to cover herself.

Everyone in the Gong family made her feel terrified!

She didn't want to say anything to anyone here anymore!

"The young master fell ill last night." Aunt Zhen cautiously said tentatively.

Onset? What disease? Rabies it! It's good to be sick and die!

Seeing that Jiang Qiao'er didn't mean to ask, Aunt Zhen sighed almost inaudibly: It seems that Gong Shao really broke her heart.

When the palace ministers here threw down Jiang Qiao'er and turned back to the room, they fell headlong on the bed. In the dream, the little girl said in a crisp voice again, looking at herself with a round face. There was a deep sadness in the clear eyes.

In a blink of an eye, the girl's face suddenly turned into Jiang Qiao'er's face, but what didn't change was the still clear eyes full of sadness. The palace minister grabbed his head in pain, and the whole person trembled. The pale lips made Gong Shao, who was usually high, weak.

Shen Fujun, who rushed to hear the news, was quick to inject sedatives into the palace ministers, but was knocked over by the palace ministers!

"Gong Shao! Why do you treat yourself like this for that woman! Shen Fujun was pushed by the palace ministers to sit on the ground, and the needles in the first aid kit were spilled on the ground.

"Get out!" The palace courtier's eyes were red, and he kept panting.

"She's just coming to you for the money! Why do you ......" Shen Fujun had tears in his eyes. The matter was already clear, but he only tortured the woman a little, and did not drive her out of the palace house! She never thought that she would lose to Jiang Qiao'er, who had no advantage.

"I don't want to say it a third time, get out." The palace minister's tone suddenly returned to calm, and his angry eyes turned to the same cruel as before.

Seeing that the palace ministers were really angry, Shen Fujun had no choice but to take a deep look at the palace ministers who were embarrassed at the moment, and turned around to leave.

Jiang Qiao'er, one day I will personally drive you out of the palace! Everything here can only be mine!

The palace courtier was left alone in the huge room, and he slid off the bed and fell to the ground with his back against the bed, his forehead resting on his legs, and his shoulders twitching.

Where did the little girl who had been appearing in his dreams go!

Is this woman really her? txt House Fiction Network