Forget it, she still doesn't play.

Then her gaze swept over the girl's tiara. Lu Hui only glanced at it, remembering the head feathers of the brocade rooster on his porch.

It's not good-looking, it's not good-looking.

After a week passed from her, Lu Hui noticed a large group of maids and wives behind her. They stared at their eyes and felt like they were about to fall.

Can the maid still look at the master like this? Lu Hui was displeased. Thinking about it this way, the maids in her house know the rules and never look up at people.

Bai Lu, who lowered her head, quietly wrote on the placket: Skirt, hi; Headgear, unknown.

Lu Hui just stood quietly like that, looking at the comer, and the comer also looked at her.

The second girl of the criminal family, Xing Manyun, looked at the person in front of her and couldn't help frowning. She secretly heard her father say that the single family was alone in his house and wanted to live here for a while.

However, the person who was plugged was a girl, and she also took the status of her sister-in-law.

When he arrived, Manyun's heart was not very comfortable. Now that she sees this 'Xing Nange', she is even more uncomfortable.

Her face was bloodless, almost transparent, tall and tall, but very thin, with a thin waist, less than a hand, loosely tied around her waist with a silk ribbon, and she looked more and more elegant and detached.

I don't have any accessories, but I feel completely different from the people who stand there.

It seems that the wind blows and disperses. The exposed face and hands were as white as if they had never seen the sun.

Looking further up, her eyelashes were long, and they looked a little heavy on her face less than the size of a palm, and they swept down, as if her eyelids couldn't hold their weight. Below is a pair of extremely black eyes, no emotion, just simply black, so black that Xing Manyun thinks of the pair of glass beads from the West in his father's study.

The lip color is only a little pink, and it should have been lacking in qi and blood, but under the background of her skin that has no variegated color, it looks like a complete piece of jade, and the ice and snow are clean.

Just standing there, she reminded Xing Manyun of Shan Shulai. The anger in Dengshi's heart couldn't be suppressed, so he stepped forward quickly and walked in front of Lu Hui.

Lu Hui looked up at her and saw a pair of extremely angry eyes. She had never seen a person look like that at her. Even if Shan Shulin is occasionally angry, the anger in his eyes is extremely forbearing.

It's the first time she's seen her so undisguised anger.

Then ...... 'snap' sounded, Lu Hui's head tilted, and his face suddenly hurt hotly.

Lu Hui's eyes widened. She was actually, beaten?

The light in his eyes gradually faded, Lu Hui covered his face and stood upright, only looking at Xing Manyun fixedly, and did not speak.

Under such a gaze, Xing Manyun felt weak for no reason. But she still straightened her back and sneered, "Xing Nange, right? This is my gift to you, do you like it? ”

Lu Hui sneered: "Come and don't be rude, according to your intentions, shouldn't I also come according to your face?" ”

Xing Manyun hurriedly took a step back. She looked at this man's thin and weak appearance, and it didn't look like she could slap her. Besides, there are so many maids behind her, can't she beat them four weak and weak?

Thinking of this, Xing Manyun straightened his back again.

"You figure out a little bit about your identity, don't think that Brother Ziqi asked you to come to my house to look up to you. Don't forget, you're a concubine. A lowly concubine. If I want to kill you, I just need to move my fingers, you look at your sick seedling, maybe you don't need me to move your fingers, you yourself will die. ”

Lu Hui looked at her coldly, and silently turned his head away from her: "Then you just move your fingers." ”

She already knew who she was. In this house, there is only one girl who can babble like this.

Kill her? Just her? Xing Manyun?

Lu Hui sneered. Brother Qi. Vomit.

"You!" Xing Manyun, who was completely ignored by Lu Hui, trembled with anger. Miss Miss, who doesn't want to be respectful to her outside? Now a little maiden dares to climb on her head.

If she allows this concubine to be bullied like this, will she be able to pay it back in the future?

Xing Manyun clenched his fists and shouted, "Purple Butterfly, Red Sakura, you go, hit her." ”

Lu Hui stood still, unhurried, she looked at the two maids, and forced them back with her eyes.

"Anyway, I'm also the person Shan Shulin entrusted to your father, the second girl, of course you can beat me, but you have to think clearly, your slap is Shan Shulin's face."

Lu Hui stretched out his hand and pointed to his already swollen face, which was a little red and even a little blue.

But she didn't care at all, but sneered: "When the time comes, I don't know if your 'Brother Ziqi' will be angry." ”

Her yin and yang weird voice made Xing Manyun shiver. She gritted her teeth: "Of course Brother Ziqi won't blame me because you are a concubine." ”

She didn't have the confidence to say this. At the very least, she beckoned the two maids back and didn't move again.

Seeing that she was discouraged, Lu Hui turned his head and continued to go into the house. She didn't want to get entangled with this person anymore, it was really boring.

Most of the people who do it without thinking about it do it do so because they are stupid.

Rubbing his face, Lu Hui sighed. But this stupidity makes her a little painful.

The three maids followed her, silent. In this case, they are not good at making a move, and they can't make a move. After all, Lu Hui will be fine, but they can't be said for sure as maids.

"Stop!" Xing Manjun pointed at her back, "You turn me around!" ”

Lu Hui had already stepped into the door.

"You are a black household, if I put your portrait out, do you think that someone will come to claim you!"

Xing Manyun gritted his teeth, but got to the point.

Lu Hui's appearance can't be passed on.

Although the queen has not seen her in person, she definitely has a portrait of her, and if she knows that she is here, she and Shan Shulin will all be unlucky.

It's just bad luck to be unlucky, but you're obviously more dangerous.

Turning his head, Lu Hui looked at her fixedly, still silent.

"Scared?" Xing Manyun said, "You really slipped out of the black family somewhere, so you have to hide it with the help of my family's identity." Since you have a request for others, you have to have a look of a demand for others. ”

Lu Hui sighed: "Say, what do you want me to do?" ”

Xing Manyun turned his eyes and said to Zidie next to him: "Go, ask someone to bring a few bundles of firewood from the firewood room, the more the better!" ”

Purple Butterfly pursed her lips, her face was full of joy, and she was busy with people.

Half a quarter of an hour later, Lu Hui carried a hand-piercing firewood knife, looked at the firewood pile in front of him that was higher than his own, and didn't know where to start.

She didn't even know how to carry a firewood knife.

Is it wide side up, or narrow side up?

Xing Manyun had already ordered someone to bring a chair, and even made an umbrella and sat under the umbrella: "Cut it?" You can eat when you're done. ”