All eyes were on the door.

Pulling together the cyan robe, the hosta pulled up his green silk and looked upright. He walked slowly, and his slender figure stayed in front of the cold painting screen.

"Flowey, I'm back!" Leng Qingfeng is still accustomed to touching the head of the cold painting screen and doting on it.

Leng Huaping's eyes were misty, and the grievances just now swept over and rushed into Leng Qingfeng's arms: "Brother! ”

"Okay, okay, stop crying." Leng Qingfeng comforted the cold painting screen in his arms, and at the same time nodded towards the old lady.

"It's good to be back." Seeing the eldest grandson come back, the old lady was naturally happy.

But some people can't see this situation, "Old lady, the matter of the fourth lady has not been confirmed!" ”

Listening to the sound of rouge callings sounding again, no one had a good face.

Leng Huaping wiped his tears and looked at Rouge's stubborn appearance, he really didn't give up!

"Now that my brother is back, let's try the boots made of flowers, and I'm missing some hooks." Leng Huaping looked at the cold breeze with hope.

Leng Qingfeng naturally wouldn't refuse, so he took it from Mama Chang's hand and put it on in front of everyone, "It's so warm, and Huahua is so amazing." ”

Leng Huaping smiled and accepted Leng Qingfeng's praise, and the silver candle also came out appropriately and said: "Miss pricked her fingers several times for the shoes of the second young master. In order to let the second young master come back and put it on, he hurried day and night, but it was just a few hooks, who knew except for this stubble. ”

Listening to the words of the silver candle, Leng Qingfeng looked at the cold painting screen distressedly. How did he forget that his little sister had never loved this.

"Flowey, does it hurt?"

Leng Huaping shook his head and said, "It doesn't hurt." ”

Looking at Leng Huaping's smiling appearance, Leng Qingfeng's pity for Leng Huaping was even worse, when did his little sister become so aggrieved?

Looking at Rouge's eyes, they were all dead: "Who gave you the guts to frame Miss?" ”

Rouge shook her head, she really couldn't accept the fact: "Slave maid...... Slaves...... The slave didn't know that this was for the second young master, and the slave thought it was ......"

"Why? Miss Ben steals? It seems that some people are deliberately trying to bring me to ruin. Before Rouge could finish his words, he was interrupted by the cold painting screen.

"I really don't know, whether the master behind you is disgusted with me or has fallen in love with the position of the concubine!" There are insinuations in the words, and anyone can hear the dissatisfaction of the cold painting screen.

The old lady stood behind her and thought carefully, the anger in her eyes had ignited.

Choi, this restless dog!

Rouge naturally heard it, but when he thought that his family was still holding it in that person's hand, he said quibly: "There is no one behind me, it's you!" You slapped me when I first came, and I was so angry that I did it. ”

"Pretty plausible." Leng Huaping said appreciatively, but the next sentence made everyone's faces freeze: "But Miss Ben beat you because of the person behind you." ”

Rouge looked at the cold painting screen in shock, it turned out! It turned out that she had already known her identity, and all those who would kill the chickens and monkeys that day would do it to her.

Even the eyes that looked at the cold painting screen became fierce and vicious, it was all this woman, she made her unable to complete Aunt Cui's order, and she couldn't let her family die at Aunt Cui's hands.

Thinking about it, Rouge secretly put his hand into his cuffs, and looked at the cold painting screen that turned around to return to his position.