In the other carriage, Su Jinmo was picking at the silk handkerchief with her nails with a resentful face.

The seven-colored silk threads on the fine light pink Hangzhou silk, and the lifelike embroidered Aoxue Red Plum became a bloody wreckage, just like the hateful face of Su Jinluan who she wanted to scratch!

At this moment in her heart, Su Jinluan is better than Xue Yuhuan, and it makes her unbearable!

"Phew!"

Su Jinmo gasped, her exquisitely trimmed nails were cut off by thin but tough silk threads, revealing blood-soaked pink flesh at the adhesions.

Su Jin was furious!

She frantically pulled off the precious golden hairpin, and scratched the handkerchief indiscriminately with the sharp hairpin tail!

There was a snort, and the handkerchief was divided by the five horses and fell to the ground miserably.

Su Jinmo still stepped on it and ran it back and forth in anger.

"Miss, be careful of hurting your hand."

The old lady was frightened by her crazy appearance, and hesitated whether to call the carriage back and go to the medicine hall to take a good look, the second lady is afraid that she is really sick when she sits down!

The old grandmother's afterthought only got a cold glance from Su Jinmo, and the anger in her eyes made the well-informed old lady fight a cold war!

This, this is still the squeamish talented second lady from before? I'm afraid I didn't get on something dirty, right?

The old lady looked at the cracks in the curtains of the car that kept blowing in the night wind, and always felt that there were countless ghosts hidden in the dark night outside, and they were opening their bloody mouths and were about to move towards them.

"Little, Miss......"

Before the old lady could finish speaking, she was interrupted by a bang.

The carriage shook violently, and the old woman's heart and liver almost rushed out of her throat. Her scalp was numb, her legs and feet were stiff, her throat and eyes seemed to be blocked by something, and she couldn't scream.

"Go to Xiaoxiang Pavilion!"

Su Jinmo kicked the carriage again, and ordered the coachman outside with a hideous face.

The coachman, soothing the little frightened horse, first turned around with a sigh of relief, and laughed a few words:

"The little lady is going to the Xiaoxiang Pavilion to catch the husband? You and a wife can't do this. ”

"Do you want a helper? Ten taels of silver, I will call you the thugs of the Qinglong Gang, and ensure that your husband is obedient, and he will not dare to sneak out to drink flower wine. ”

Su Jinmo snorted lightly and pursed her lips:

"The Xiaoxiang Pavilion was opened by the Qinglong Gang."

The coachman had turned around, flicked his whip, drove twice, and the carriage swirled along.

"The Xiaoxiang Pavilion was opened by the Qinglong Gang? It's no wonder. With such a large site on South Street, such a flower building is booming, and the backstage is so hard. ”

"Miss, you are also very well-informed, you are also a girl from Xiaoxiang Pavilion? Look at the eyes, the new guy, right? What's the name of the flower? I'll get you some more guests. ”

"Shut up! What nonsense! ”

The old lady was frightened, and she couldn't slow down for a long time; I listened to the second lady's instructions to go to Xiaoxiang Pavilion.

That's where the girls from good families go?

But now the second lady, she didn't dare to persuade her, and she was afraid that she wouldn't be able to persuade her, so she had to pretend to be deaf and dumb and sit with her head against the wall, pretending to be motion sickness.

said a thousand things and ten thousand, she is just a slave, she runs errands for her master, not makes ideas for her master.

The master is really determined to do something, and it is not something that she can change his mind with two words of persuasion. always goes against the master's mind, and I am afraid that I can't go home to support the elderly decently.

The old lady is old and refined, and her mind turned seventeen or eighteen turns, thinking about the opportunity to fall down lightly or severely, and make a bitter plan to get a little injured, and save herself from being chased and punished by her wife.

But who knew that after such a delay, the coachman's mouth began to laugh uncleanly.

This is death!

It doesn't matter if he dies by himself, don't drag her to die with him!

The old lady was so angry that she was about to lift the curtain and shout to stop.

It's the uncle who spends the money, what kind of carriage does the young lady from their prime minister want to take, and they still need to suffer from the anger of a broken cart?

The old lady lifted the curtain and opened her mouth to pour a cool breeze first!

She coughed twice and looked back at the driver's face.

Under the faltering white lantern, the coachman's ugly face looked like black worms roaming, and his violent eyes were so bright that his mouth was open to show his fangs......

The old lady fainted without saying a word.

"Girl, sit tight, it's almost curfew, we have to run faster."

The coachman smiled obscenely, and his ugly face was illuminated by the shaking lantern, like a ghost.

Su Jinmo was also a little frightened.

But after thinking about it, she had already broken through a person who went back and forth at the Ghost Gate, and even Lord Yama didn't dare to accept her, and she was afraid of some little ghosts.

"Well, if the errand is well done, your reward is indispensable."

The coachman laughed twice, Gao Ying sighed, drove twice, and the carriage flew up.

The old lady hit the carriage with a bang, rolled down again, and smashed Su Jinmo's instep wearing colorful butterfly embroidered shoes, was kicked away fiercely, and knocked it continuously.

The old lady woke up screaming in pain, dizzily reaching out to touch her head, and the pain was so painful that she made a few more oops.

"What's wrong with me?"

She looked up in a daze, and in a trance saw a hideous female grimace, screamed a ghost, and crawled out of the carriage, kicked by the coachman, fell to the ground with a poof, scratched her fingers on the ground twice, and did not move.

The coachman cursed and shook his whip again and again to urge the carriage to run faster and faster.

Su Jinmo's heart gradually lifted.

She carefully lifted the curtain on the car window and peeked out.

The capital at night is very unfamiliar, and occasionally a few pedestrians rush by on the road, and no one glances at the carriage.

A few dog barks can be heard sporadically, as if there is still the sound of children crying, enveloped in the dark night, depressing and frightening!

"Where is this? This is not the way to Xiaoxiang Hall! ”

Su Jinmo mustered up her courage, picked up an oil lamp hanging on the carriage, lifted the curtain and asked.

If the coachman dares to do wrong, she will smash the lamp oil in his face!

The coachman smiled back, his eyes shining like a wolf.

"Don't worry, girl. I took a shortcut, let's go directly through the alley to the back door of Xiaoxiang Pavilion, which can be a lot faster. Well, it's just two more turns ahead. ”

Su Jinmo's heart was lifted in the air, and she asked calmly:

"Why don't you leave my servant alone?"

The coachman put on a blank look:

"Who are you talking about? Oh, the mother-in-law who came with you, didn't she sit in the car? ”

Su Jinmo bit her lip, and couldn't figure out if he was pretending to be stupid.

She didn't worry about the life and death of a subordinate, but now she was alone, if this man had bad intentions......

Su Jinmo grabbed the oil lamp in her hand, secretly regretting that she shouldn't be so reckless.

The most hateful thing is Su Jinluan!

If it weren't for that slut who suddenly appeared, hooked up with Jinyiwei, and made a big show in front of so many young ladies and even attracted the attention of Li Nian, the prince of the world, why would she rush to Xiaoxiang Pavilion to risk finding someone!

The top-brand peony in the Xiaoxiang Pavilion is the Blood Rakshasa of one of the twelve rudder masters of the White Lotus Sect. This is also the news she heard in her previous life, it should be better than Zhang Yang's waste, right?

She must die of Su Jinluan!

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