"You, you're just, you're just a strong word!"

Su Lun pointed at Su Muge with trembling fingertips, and his eyes hated to eat her.

"So my father thinks it doesn't matter if I was killed by my sister and I fell into the water and drowned, my sister just suffered a small punishment and her heart, liver, spleen and lungs hurt, right? It turns out that in my father's heart, I am just an existence that is not even as good as my subordinates! ”

It was meant to be!

Seeing that Su Jingwen was choked and almost fainted, An almost didn't shout.

I didn't expect this Su Muge to die once, and even his temperament changed, so sharp-toothed!

"You, how can a father not care about your life or death!" Even if Su Lun thought so, he would never say so.

When he abandoned the Zhao family and married the An family, he was poked in the back by some colleagues, and now he really admits that he doesn't care about the life or death of his wife and daughter, and he still wants to be famous.

"It's just that your method is too bad, and she's your sister."

Seeing that Su Lun softened his tone, Su Muge's eyes were stained with a shallow smile, but this smile did not reach the bottom of his eyes.

"What the father said is that the daughter will not use it next time."

"What are you still doing in a daze, why don't you help the second lady down and invite the doctor quickly." Ahn cried out with the anger in his chest.

If her Wen'er has three longs and two shorts, she will definitely let this and the mother and daughter die a good death!

A group of people helped Su Jingwen out with all hands and feet, and the room that was still lively just now suddenly became deserted.

"Mu Mu, you, you are not Mu Mu......"

After everyone left, Zhao looked at Su Muge with a blank and sad face.

"Who are you, my Mu Mu, where did my Mu Mu go?"

Su Muge knew that the difference between himself and his predecessor was too great, which made Zhao suspicious.

Su Lun, An's people can not care, but how can the people who live with their predecessors every day not notice it.

Your daughter has already died, the reality is too cruel, and she doesn't want to be treated as a ghost, so she can only pull Zhao to sit down and comfort softly.

"Mother, I am your Mu Mu, it's just that I died once, and when I got to the ghost gate, Lord Yan told me a lot of things, which made me change my temperament so much."

Zhao was born in a small village since he was a child, and he still believes in ghosts.

"You, you said you saw Lord Yama?"

"Yes, Lord Yama said that my life is not over, let me come back and live well."

"God bless, God bless, another day my mother must have come to the Bodhisattva to thank me, let my Mu Mu come alive again."

After Zhao left, Su Muge came to the dresser and sat down.

Almost all of the headflower jewelry used in the predecessor was left over or used by Su Jingwen, and even so, the predecessor felt very happy.

Su Muge took a photo of the bronze mirror, and a slightly blurred little face appeared in the mirror.

"I'll go!"

The facial features of the person in the mirror are exquisite, although the skin is a little malnourished and yellowed, but there is no lack of delicacy, and with a round goose egg face, although it is not said that the country is overwhelmed, but it is also a rare beauty, but there is a red birthmark on one eye, just like a white and flawless dress is splashed with oil stains, making people forget its original beauty, and the first thing to see is the piercing flaw!

In the memory of her predecessor, this birthmark seems to have been there since she could remember, and if it was born, it would not be so easy to get rid of it.

"Miss, it's time for dinner."

Yueru brought breakfast into the house, only a bowl of porridge and a few steamed buns.

Su Muge stepped forward and looked at her face that had become red and swollen, and reached out to touch it.

However, just as her hand touched Yueru's face, the temperature of her palm suddenly rose, emitting a strange heat.

The heat was like a suction cup, inducing Su Muge's hand to swim on her face.

In a moment, the heat in her palms vanished.

Looking at Yueru again, the face that was still red and swollen just now has returned to its original appearance!

"Huh? It's strange, why doesn't the slave's face hurt all of a sudden? Yueru curiously reached out and touched her face, and found that it really didn't hurt anymore.

Su Muge was also so surprised that he couldn't speak.

"Miss, did you just smear the medicine on the slave?"

Su Muge glanced at his palm, and said quietly: "Yes, that's the best medicine for injuries, and the effect is really good." ”

"Thank you, miss, it's useless to be a slave......"

"You remember, you are the big girl next to me, the eldest lady of the Su Mansion, not everyone can bully at will, understand?"

Yueru looked at Su Muge in a daze, but with a calm but majestic and confident look, and nodded stupidly.

The young lady in front of her was so unfamiliar, but it made Yueru feel that such a young lady might be better.

"Yes, the slave must remember the words of the eldest lady."

After Yueru left, Su Muge looked at his palm.

Could it be that the palm of her hand has the function of healing external injuries?

In order to solve this doubt, she took a hairpin and pierced a hole in the finger belly, the mouth was not big, but there were blood beads overflowing.

She stretched out the palm of her hand and slowly covered her fingers, and for a while there was no reaction in her palm.

The palm of the hand is opened, and the opening of the finger is still there.

"Useless?"

Could it be that she was hallucinating?