Tu Ruoyun looked at it and felt that she was really hateful! Before Xu Yi's child was born, she came to tell Xu Yi that the child would be raised by her after birth, and no mother could accept that the meat that fell from her body was snatched away as soon as she was born, right?

She looked up and looked at Xu Yi quietly.

Xu Yi's face turned pale at this time, her lips trembled slightly, and it took a while to find her voice, "Miss, I, I know." ”

"Look at your face is not very good, let's rest, I'll send some things to you later to make up for your body." When the words fell, Fu Miao smiled slightly and took the long qin out of the courtyard.

Tu Ruoyun looked at Fu Miao's back as she left, her eyes full of thoughts.

"Miss, don't be sad, I'll take you to find the prince, and the prince will definitely have a way."

This voice was extremely familiar, Tu Ruoyun immediately turned her head, looked at the familiar face, and almost couldn't restrain her emotions.

Wanhe! After Fu Miao remarried to the Prince's Mansion, this maid also followed, and during the five years she stayed in the Prince's Mansion, she was not less targeted.

"You want to kill her again?" You Ling'an's tone was puzzled, he really couldn't understand where the monstrous hatred of a ten-year-old child came from, and this terrifying killing intent, what he saw along the way, it was really amazing.

A word wakes up the dreamer.

Tu Ruoyun forgot that she is only ten years old now, and she has exposed too many things that are easy for people to see flaws.

Tu Ruoyun was afraid that she would be seen by Youling An, and she didn't dare to stay longer, she was afraid that such a tragic thing would happen in this life, and the British princess and son in Xu Yi's womb would die at the hands of others!

suddenly remembered Tu Minglang, the child she spoiled in her bones was actually the fornication of her husband and sister-in-law...... Even though it was a child, she couldn't look directly at how sorry she was for her big brother for all she had done.

Right Ling An followed behind her, and after seeing that things were gradually going wrong, his face was slightly ugly, "Do you know what you're doing?" She just wanted him to follow people, and it was Zong Yi's wife Xu Yi, how could he look directly at his current behavior? Too debauched!

He paused.

"I know, I want to save that kid." Tu Ruoyun's eyebrows and eyes were worried, and she looked back at Ling An on the right.

You Ling An was stunned for a moment, and looked back at her eyes, like a deep well, people couldn't help but be swallowed, he quickly looked away, "If you want to save it, isn't it faster?"

Is this promised? Tu Ruoyun couldn't be overjoyed, and quickly followed Xu Yi and them.

After walking for about half a moment, Xu Yi and Wanhe entered the house not far away, Tu Ruoyun stopped in front of the house, looked up at the word Lanting on the plaque, and memories came flooding back.

That time Xu Yi was found in the same room with the man, after the child was miscarried, in the evening, Fu Miao came to greet with fetal pills in a high-profile manner, which seemed to give Xu Yi a heavy blow at that time, after that day, Xu Yi was depressed all day long, and went to Jiulong Temple to incense after half a month, and committed suicide by jumping off the cliff.

Now think about it......

"Miss, your identity is not good to see a foreign man, you are waiting here, I will call the prince to come over." Wanhe's voice came, interrupting Tu Ruoyun's thoughts.

I saw Wanhe walk out quickly and close the door.

Tu Ruoyun didn't come over in the previous life, and Tu Zongyi probably went to the front yard because of Yuan Qin, so no one knew the process of this backyard matter.

"Quick, bring that maid back, you must not let her out!" Tu Ruoyun's eyes were full of fear, and she hurriedly urged You Ling'an.

Right Ling An's eyes narrowed slightly, looking at Tu Ruoyun, she seemed to know what the maid was going to do when she went out, and she had already known it, so why didn't she stop it in advance? A lot of doubts.