"Ahem...... cough cough ......" The old lady was angry by her words, coughed several times, pointed at Baili Guang and said angrily, "General Baili, have you seen it?" This, this is the good daughter you taught! In her eyes, people are inferior and hierarchical. A person like her is still the princess of the inner design, the future mother of the country, how can she be! ”

Bailiguang was naturally reluctant to let his daughter be wronged, and the pestle remained silent.

Baili Guyan secretly glanced at Zong Zheng Zhaoyan, but happened to meet his obscure gaze. She quietly turned her face away, bit her lip and walked to the old lady's side, and comforted her very sensibly: "Grandma, Sister Xue'er is afraid that she is too sad, so it will be like this, Jingwan will help her go back to the house to rest for a while." ”

"I don't want it!"

Without waiting for the old lady to speak, Baili Rouxue had already refused. Everyone present was shocked, how could the gentle and beautiful daughter of the General's Mansion become like this?

Baili Guang was afraid that his daughter would make a fool of himself again, so he hurriedly protected Baili Rouxue in his arms and said loudly: "Everyone go to the front yard to mourn first, my daughter is too sad, just have me with you." ”

Push and push, and everyone walked out of He Garden.

"Prince, please stay." Baili Guang handed Baili Rouxue's hand to Zong Zheng Zhaoyan, and said with a serious face, "Why is Rouxue frightened, I guess the prince is clear." There are many guests today, and the old man doesn't want to make any trouble, so he asks the prince to take care of Rouxue. ”

Zong Zheng Zhaoyan's figure was lonely, his face was unspeakably cold, and when he saw Baili Rouxue's frightened appearance, he nodded in his heart: "Don't worry, general." ”

There were more and more people coming to mourn in the front yard, and they couldn't patronize it for hundreds of miles and left in a hurry.

Zong Zheng Zhaoyan picked up Baili Rouxue, pushed the door into the house, and put her on the bed.

Baili Rouxue struggled to sit up, and tugged at Zongzheng Zhaoyan's sleeve with a frightened expression, "Brother Zhaoyan, I'm fine, it's Sister Yan She is back, she just attached to Jingwan and came back to find me......"

Zong Zheng Zhaoyan didn't believe in ghosts and gods, and his brows tightened.

Baili Rouxue continued: "She still remembers that five years ago you pushed her off the cliff, and I stabbed her, and her chest was full of blood, so terrible-"

"Ridiculous! You are the daughter of the general's mansion, and you actually believe in the theory of ghosts and gods! Zong Zheng Zhaoyan's eyes were cold, and his jaw was tense.

"It's true! I really saw a lot of blood, and the location of that wound was exactly the same......" Baili Rouxue was angry, but no one wanted to believe her.

Zong Zhengzhao's eyes were dark, his eyebrows were sharp, and he went around behind Baili Rouxue with one hand, and a silver needle flashed, and it pierced the back of her neck.

Baili Rouxue's eyes darkened, and she fell on Zong Zheng Zhaoyan.

Zong Zheng Zhaoyan helped her lie down, and a trace of coldness overflowed on his lips: "Rouxue, if you talk too much, something will happen, you need to rest." ”

Baili lonely smoke went and returned, so he hid outside the flower window and saw this scene in his eyes. The corners of her lips couldn't help but curve a wonderful arc: Zongzheng Zhaoyan, Baili Rouxue, you have to hold on, my revenge has just begun.

Baili Lonely Smoke came out of He Garden, and he wanted to rush back to the front yard as soon as possible, but he felt that there seemed to be a pair of dark eyes staring at him in the dark, his eyes were scorching, and it was difficult to distinguish friend from foe.

"Who?!" Like lightning, she looked up behind her, only to see the shadows of flowers passing by on the towering plane trees, and she could not see anything clearly.

Perhaps she was suspicious, and she walked out of the courtyard quickly.

Oh, a white dress slowly fell from the thousand-year-old tree, and above the robe was the shadow of sparse aquatic plants and flowers, although it was a man, the clothes were full of feminine beauty. The silver carved mask obscured the upper half of the man's face, and the corners of his lips were curled out, and a playful smile hung on them.