"Bi...... Lotus ...... "bites and spits out the name almost word by word, and the 'flower' nine just looked at his personal maid 'girl', the slightly upturned 'lips' were a little more upturned, and the hooked 'lips' and 'flowers' bloomed, smiling brightly and purely.

"But the girl is about to get up? The body is not good, let the maid serve the girl to dress and wash today. Bihe was unaware of the strangeness of 'Hua' Jiu, she hurried a few steps, stood on the edge of the 'bed', smiled gently at the corner of her mouth, and reached out to help 'Hua' Jiu get up 'bed'.

The body's reaction was faster than her brain, and as Bihe was about to get closer, 'Hua' waved her hand with a wave of her nine hands, knocked down her hand, and then lifted the brocade quilt directly, and 'bed' under her bare feet.

The light smile on Bihe's face froze, his eyes were suspicious, and then he accidentally 'revealed' his emotions, raised his smile again, and exclaimed in a raised voice, "Girl, sit down quickly, be careful not to catch a cold, wait for the maid to put on your shoes......"

Before the words were finished, Bihe sat down on the brocade according to the 'flower' nine, grabbed her small ankles, and took the socks and put them on.

'Flower' nine eyes and 'color' flashed, holding the corner of the dresser, and held it tightly a few times before suppressing the negative emotions churning in her heart, she stared at the maid who buried her head in shoes and socks for herself, and her almond eyes were cold and mocking.

The snow-white Luo socks were put on the slender feet, and the small toes of the 'flower' nine were only quietly bent, and she felt a tight pain, she 'pumped' the slightest cold air, frowned, raised her foot and kicked Bihe to the ground, and said sharply, "Rough hands and rough feet, it's not good to wear a Luo socks, do you want to hurt the girl to death!" As he spoke, he twisted the corners of his skirt, like Bei Yingrun's toes, and a thin thread was entangled, and there were traces of red marks.

"The girl forgives her sins, the maid is not hearted, and asks the girl to spare her life." Bihe hurriedly got up and knelt on the ground, and after saying a word, she gasped a few times before she finished speaking, her heart was torn and painful, but the kick of 'Hua' Jiu used ten percent of her strength, and it was not ambiguous at all.

"Hmph, get out!" The unending anger in his heart was relieved by half a minute, and 'Hua' Jiu snorted coldly, he really didn't want to see this cheap woman again. For her, Bihe's betrayal and 'Hua' Zhi's humiliation all seemed to be yesterday, as soon as she opened her eyes, she walked from death to life, and she didn't want to see anyone before those emotions were hidden.

"Yes, girl, the servant is gone." Bihe's face was pale and withdrew, and she had to 'rub' and 'rub' her heart without a trace, and the 'color' at the bottom of the moo was as deep as splashing ink.

'Hua' Jiu faced the bronze mirror, carefully combing the handful of hair hanging down on the 'chest', in the mirror, seeing Bihe go out and close the 'door' of the room, she sneered, and the blood-colored 'color' in her eyes was overwhelming.

And that's just the beginning!

Next, if according to the experience of the previous life, 'Hua' Zhi and the Yang family will use the institution to trap her in front of the disgrace, so that the old lady of the 'Hua' family and the head of the 'Hua' family, who is also her father's 'Hua' karma, agree to change the marriage, and then the Yang family will find out the 'Yu' family's 'flower' fragrance formula from her dowry, and finally, she was carried into the Zhang family in Pingzhou three months later, and 'Hua' Zhi will marry the prince Ning Jia Ningjun Wang as his wife instead of her.

The design of one ring and one buckle is to calculate that she is a deep 'girl' and has no power to resist. It's just that now, I don't want to let her compromise like in her previous life.

The pale 'color' pupils are as deep as an ancient well, the thin and cool 'lip' line is bent into a cold arc, and the 'flower' nine pinched the pitch-black 'color' horn comb, knocking the palm of the palm and breaking the skin, and the slightest trace of blood is impregnated, and she doesn't realize it.

"Big girl," into the mind, Mama Su pushed the 'door' and entered, the dark green 'color' moire embroidered straight collar placket half-arm gown, the dark 'color' skirt, the eyes 'dew' concern, she approached and sighed lightly, and pityfully curled the black hair of the 'flower' like a waterfall, her fingertips jumped, her movements were neat, and in the blink of an eye, she rolled up a simple and beautiful oblique bun, "The body is still sharp?" The old slave found a famous doctor in the south of the city, and after breakfast for a while, the girl still looked again. ”

The eyes were soft, and the originally cold lips were just like a moment, like a revival of spring, and everything was new, it was actually bright and warm like the sun, "Mama, I'm fine, don't worry, send a doctor, after dinner, Mama accompanied me to Muxiyuan to say hello to my grandmother." ”

Mama Su's lips switched a few times, but she was not comforting, and then she felt relieved, she had already persuaded the eldest girl, although this 'flower' family is now the head of the Yang family, the 'flower' old lady is old, and she doesn't care about it, but she can please the old lady, it will not be wrong after all, and even life can be better.

However, the girl in the past was depressed and silent, and her behavior was negative and weak, and she refused to get to the old lady at all, let alone please her.

"Mama, I've worked hard for you in the past." As soon as she saw Mama Su's expression, Hua Jiu knew what she was thinking, and patted her calloused hands with a slightly sour nose.

"What did the girl say, take care of you as the old slave should," Mama Su said, a brilliant chrysanthemum 'flower' bloomed on her frowning face, "However, the old slave saw Bihe just now, did she offend the girl?" In the past, the old slave saw that she was also quite dedicated to the girl......"

"Don't mention her," before the words were finished, he was interrupted by the chill of the nine faces of the 'flower', "Mama, in this 'flower' mansion, I only trust you alone, and Mama Bihe will still stare at her in the future." ”

Mama Su's face changed, she regarded Hua Jiu as her own grandchild and daughter, and she was naturally convinced of her words, "The old slave is provincial." ”

'Hua' Jiu pressed the forehead covered with gauze, and the severe pain tore up, only a small trace of strength, and the broken wound flowed blood again, staining the red gauze, like a blooming red plum.

"Girl!" Mama Su exclaimed in surprise and was about to reach out to stop her movements.

"Mama don't have to worry." 'Flower' nine is calm and has no 'wave' authenticity. Obviously, there was a small patch of scarlet on her forehead, and even the almond eye sockets were painfully red, and there was a mist of water 'color', but her face was calm and without 'waves', as deep as stagnant water, as if the wound was painful on someone else's body.

"What if it's good, what if it's scarred?" Mama Su was heartbroken, and she was about to go out in a panic to pull the doctor in.

"It's okay, Mama will find me a plain 'colored' shirt, and I don't need to apply rouge, so I'll go and say hello to my grandmother." As she spoke, as if she didn't think the blood was red enough, she pressed the wound a few more times, until the white veil was almost completely stained.

This wound, she remembers it clearly, the Yang family knew her with affection and courtesy, and wanted her to willingly agree and mention the change of relatives in front of the old lady, but unexpectedly, she refused to obey the death, and was willing to die Mingzhi, and the wound hit the 'door' pillar, so the Yang family saw that the soft one was not good, so he came to the hard one, and only then framed her out of line.

Mama Su's eyes flashed with a 'fine' light, and with a turn of her mind, she understood the intention of 'Hua' Jiu, "Big girl, is this in exchange for the old lady's sympathy and pity?" It's just that...... I'm afraid I'll leave a scar......"

"No problem." 'Hua' Jiu's voice was indifferent and unfeeling, indifferent and didn't look like she was talking about herself, she looked at the bronze mirror, the young 'girl' with condensed skin in the mirror, her eyes were as deep as ink, and her small and pointed chin was slightly raised, which was stubborn to death.