As soon as Chu Xuan left, a small figure rushed towards Helan slightly, and she said tremblingly with a crying voice, "Xiao...... Miss, you're back! ”

Helan looked at the person who came, the person was dressed in a maid's costume, and she was a very delicate little girl, about thirteen or fourteen years old.

"Lingfei ......"

When Helan saw her, she subconsciously remembered a name. Suddenly, immediately afterward, she felt a sharp pain in her brain. Fragmentary images flashed through my mind one after another.

"Hey, your mother is dead, you will live in this small courtyard in the future, and my clothes will be handed over to you to wash in the future, and you are not allowed to be lazy! I've found out, and I'll make your life worse than death! ”

"Dead girl! It's just a girl who has a mother and no mother. The fourth lady of Helan Mansion? Ha ha...... Helan Mansion, there will always be only one eldest lady like me! How old are you? Slut! ”

"Woo...... How could my hard-working daughter be accused of marrying the eunuch of the sixth prince! Master, please, save Yiyi! She's your own daughter, and you naturally don't want her to spend the rest of her life with a eunuch......"

"Don't talk nonsense, you! Why do you call the six princes so behind your back? But...... Su Su, your eldest sister and the sixth prince's family affairs, your eldest aunt does not agree. You see...... Why don't you marry your eldest sister for you......"

A series of disorganized images flashed in her mind like a movie. Countless mouths, countless words, echoed in her ears at the same time. Helan covered her head in slight pain and let out a moan, "It hurts...... It hurts......"

"Miss...... Miss! How are you? Don't scare me......"

Ling Fei saw Helan Wei's painful look, and hurriedly supported her weak, and let Helan Wei lie on the bed.

After a long time, Helan gradually eased up. But the whiplash on her body was still aching, and she looked at Ling Fei with a pale face, "Ling Fei, go and help me bandage it......"

"Yes...... Yes, miss. ”

Ling Fei hurriedly responded, then turned around and went to the medicine box to find gauze intending to bandage Helan Wei.

Helan raised her eyes slightly to look at Ling Fei, who was in a hurry, and she quietly wiped her tears while trying to bandage her.

She had just crossed over, and she was unfamiliar with life. Yes, it is true that he is alone in a foreign land. But from this point of view, this girl named Ling Fei is really good to Helan Susu.

However, Helan Wei planned to stay put.

In this ancient world where people kill people without blinking, prudence is the only way to save your life.

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Following.

Fortunately, Helan Susu is from Helan Mansion, and Wen Qingyun doesn't dare to start too hard. Although yesterday's injury looked shocking, after taking the medicine, there was no pain.

Thinking that she didn't have to go to class, Helan slept until noon with satisfaction.

After lunch, the weather became hotter and hotter, which made Helan Wei worried and irritable, so she thought about going out for a walk.

"Ling Fei, let's go out for a walk."

Helan Wei thought that after yesterday's incident, Wen Qingyun, the prince of Laoshizi, would grounded her. But it didn't work out, and there was no one guarding the door.

But Helan Wei is not so naïve, since she can be allowed to step out of Xuewei Pavilion, presumably her every move is under his eyes.

After all, this is the Six Kings' Mansion, and it is full of his people.

Suddenly, passing by an antique pavilion, she vaguely heard a melodious piano sound, tactful and delicate, cool and pure. It's like plucking the strings in your spare time, and it's like shouting at the comfort in your heart at this time.

Wen Qingyun will still play this style of piano sound? Helan walked towards the sound of the piano in more and more confusion.

I saw a beautiful woman dressed in purple smiling and stroking the piano. She has a pair of extraordinarily bright almond eyes, and between her eyebrows, she is full of feminine beauty and enchantment. The red lips opened lightly, and there were words in the recitation, as if he was reading the music score.

One song is over.

"Smack-smack-"

"The sound of the aster is getting better and better. What do you think, princess? ”