Xingxiang was a little confused: why did the girl's face look bad, but she still answered honestly: "No, the eldest young master asked the slave maid to bring the girl well." ”

Yihua paused his hand, and then continued to knock it, with an inexplicable smile on his face: "I'm naturally fine." ”

But her heart was very cold: Wang is his biological mother, and her biological mother is sick, she doesn't ask about her mother's condition, but she cares about her sister-in-law first, what is the reason? !

Yihua put down the book in her hand and crooked back on the couch, if it was in the past, she would only think that her brother cared about her, but now, she only felt that she was very sober: Ling Feng usually doesn't care much about Yijiao!

A person who didn't care about her mother and sister came to care about her sister-in-law, Yihua smiled self-deprecatingly: Why didn't she think about it before!

Hexiang was the first to react, she gritted her teeth, and still spoke: "Yesterday I cleaned up the girl's things when she was a child, and there were a few things that I didn't want to look at, and the slave thought about reporting to the library......

Xingxiang answered: "Mo is not a big ......" Before she finished speaking, she asked Guixiang to pull her sleeves, and when she saw that everyone was looking at her, Fang Hou closed her mouth consciously.

"Let's put things first, don't be in such a hurry." Yihua also has a headache, she is not good and Ling Feng has torn her face for such a thing, not to mention, the real master of the Jiang family in the future, she is a concubine, and she can't afford to offend.

After resting for a while, Yihua went to the desk, Xingxiang laid out rice paper for her, and took the scriptures over, so she took the ink strip and sharpened the ink beside it.

Yihua took the pen, wrote for a while, and when she raised her eyes, she looked at the book on the corner of the table, was stunned, frowned again, and called: "Xingxiang, what are you doing with this "Daughter's Sutra"? ”

She is the most impatient to read this kind of book, usually when her husband speaks, she looks at it perfunctorily, and after her husband's recess, she never puts it on the desk.

When I looked up, there was Bi Tao standing next to my aunt, she was wearing an indigo dyed cloth dress, there was not a single silk flower on her head, and there was a long scar on her face.

Yi Hua's brows furrowed even tighter, what kind of dress is this? She grabbed Bi Tao's hand, only to feel very rough: "Who gave you the lead to eat?" "She is the big girl next to Aunt Powerful, which one dares to embarrass her?

Bi Tao shook her head and refused to say, but the tears in her eyes couldn't stop flowing, she turned her head and wiped a handful of tears, barely pulled out a smile, and then said in a trembling voice: "Girl, copy it quickly, just as it is to accumulate some blessings for your aunt, and ...... in the future" but choked up again and couldn't speak.

Yihua became more and more confused, and her heart became more and more uneasy: Auntie? What happened to my aunt?

As soon as he lowered his head, his body couldn't help trembling, and on the paper one by one, where was the medicine king scripture used to pray for the Wang family, but it was a mantra for the afterlife!

What does she do with the Death Curse? Yihua was shocked and suspicious, and the uneasiness in her heart continued to expand: Who had the accident? Wang's? Aunt? Daddy?

At this stall, the noise at the door was getting louder and louder, Bi Tao couldn't help it anymore, and cried even more fiercely: "Girl, my good girl, if you go to your husband's house, it's not home, but you must listen to the words of the eldest lady," he touched his body indiscriminately, took out a small silver cicada, and stuffed it into Yihua's hand: "Girl, keep it for your body, in the future, no one can protect the girl!" ”

Yihua was already stunned, what kind of husband's family, she was only ten years old, where did she come from?

Stretching out her hand, she noticed that her well-maintained fingers were frozen and white, and there were some minor wounds.

What's going on? Yihua held the silver cicada in her hand tightly, at this time the door had been pushed open, she stared at the slowly opening door, and when she saw the person who came in, she panicked instantly and screamed.