How dare they? The bloody back was blurred.

Hot tears burned, falling on the back of her hand, and it was very hot.

She thought about her sister's injury, but she didn't expect it to be so miserable, the most important thing in her daughter's family is the ice muscle and jade bones on her body, but her sister is like this, and she will definitely leave an ugly and hideous scar on her back in the future.

They're going to ruin my sister! My sister has no grievances with them on weekdays, retreats in everything, is cautious, and does not dare to make a wrong step. But because of the identity of a concubine, they had to force their sister to death.

Sure enough, it would be wrong to just back down. Others will never be satisfied because you have taken a step back, but will want you to back down more.

Sister, I'm sorry, she may not be as obedient and forbearant as she used to be this time.

Twisting the corners of the quilt cautiously, after Su Qingyu cleaned up the grief in his heart, he got up slowly, his dark pupils glowed with cold light, and he looked at the dressing box placed not far away, and was distracted.

Mo Lan looked at the gloomy person in front of her, and was a little timid: "Third Miss, what are you looking at?" ”

Su Qingyu's eyes flashed slightly, and he slowed down his voice and said, "Mo Lan, you bring that jewelry box." ”

Jewelry boxes? Didn't the two young ladies never open it before? Although Mo Lan was puzzled, she still took the jewelry box over.

Although she didn't know why the third miss suddenly asked for the jewelry box, she knew that the two young ladies were not as weak and incompetent as they usually looked, so she believed that the third miss naturally had her reason for ordering like this.

Su Qingyu stretched out his hand to take it. The white jade-like fingers delicately traced the patterns on the box, and the black pupils were a little weird.

After feeling a small bump at the bottom of the box, she pressed it gently.

With a click, the box opened.

Lying inside was a ingenious hollow gold step, the golden tassel was slender and long, glowing with fine fragments, luxurious and compelling, incompatible with the dim and dilapidated environment.

"Third Miss, this is ......" An exclamation sounded in her ears.

On weekdays, the three of their masters and servants are simple and simple, and there are no silver jewelry, not to mention this golden hairpin, which is very valuable at first glance.

Su Qingyu didn't speak, just gently picked up the step, and looked at the light that came in for a long time, the wind blew slightly, and the crisp sound was very pleasant, although it was subtle.

Just when Mo Lan thought that she wouldn't speak, she suddenly smiled lightly: "Today, everyone who comes to worship the Prime Minister's wife will come." The faint voice inexplicably made people shudder.

For some people, the value of death is greater than that of living. Su Qingyu couldn't see any thoughts clearly in his eyes.

Come to think of it, and that person will come too.

She must seize this opportunity.

Slowly walked to the dilapidated dresser and sat down, she casually put the golden hairpin in her hand on it, and there was a soft sound between the hard object and the wood, which was particularly abrupt in the quiet environment, like a small hammer hitting Mo Lan's heart, making her heart stumble.

"Mo Lan, help me make up," Su Qingyu looked at the face in the bronze mirror and ordered: "Mother died suddenly, how can I, as a daughter, not send it off?" ”

"Third Miss! So why do you want to groom? The voice in my ears was a little surprised.

Generally speaking, if the elders of the family die, in order to express their grief, the younger relatives have to wear coarse linen clothes, no makeup on their faces, and no jewelry. Some people may even be unkempt and have a withered complexion.

In short, the more sad you are, the more you will be praised. Otherwise, you will be scolded by people pointing at your backbone and saying that you are unfilial.

But at this time, didn't the grooming give the handle to Aunt Ruan and their hands, so that the whole capital would criticize it?

Su Qingyu didn't explain Mo Lan's doubts, just reached out and stroked his eyebrows, and said lightly: "The makeup doesn't have to be too bright, but it doesn't have to be too light." ”

Mo Lan paused, and didn't say anything more, she believed in the third miss.

Although the house treats their sisters harshly, there is still rouge gouache, which can only be said to be a little small and the texture is very ordinary. But fortunately, Su Qingyu was born with white skin and delicate skin, although it was slightly dull because of malnutrition, but it didn't need too much gouache to cover it up.

Mo Lan picked up the eyebrow pencil and carefully traced it along her eyebrow bone, and after a while, the eyebrows were drawn. Perhaps it was the credit of the eyebrows, and the originally light eyebrows instantly became clear.

After ordering the lipstick, Mo Lan was stunned. Is this still her young lady? I felt that in an instant, a green flower bone bloomed instantly, with a bit of rich fragrance.

Su Qingyu lowered his eyes slightly, looked at the person in the mirror with satisfaction, and then picked up the hairpin on the table and gently inserted it into his hair, every move was elegant and luxurious.

After doing all this, she slowly got up, and the golden step shook against the goose-yellow dress on her body.

"It's not too early," she said in a meaningful whisper, looking up at the window, "people, it's time to play." ”