Junhua's mind was booming, Xia Chengbo, Xia Gonghou Mansion, you deceive people too much.

Junhua felt like she was going to die, her eyes rolled and she couldn't breathe, just when Junhua thought she was going to die again.

"Bang dang" The door was opened, "Qingzhu, what are you doing." ”

Zi Makeup said in a panic, wearing a white dress, with a white cloth tied on his head, and a pair of eyes that were red and swollen, and immediately stepped forward to snatch Xia Yu.

"Little Miss, Little Miss......" Zi Makeup hurriedly whispered, patting Xia Yu lightly, her eyes glaring at Qingzhu angrily.

"Little Miss, if anything goes wrong, I will let you pay for your life." Purple makeup picked up Xia Yu out of the house and walked towards the courtyard.

Meritus exhaled heavily, and if the purple makeup was a step late, she was about to die.

"Second young grandmother, second young grandmother, you have a good way to go......"

Junhua's brain was coaxing, and Zi Makeup brought her to the mourning hall.

Purple Makeup hid behind the spirit mantle, pointed to the coffin in the center of the hall and said with a little grief:

"Little Miss, your name is Xia Yu, it is the name that Miss gave you before she left, Miss is lying inside, you look carefully, it is your mother lying here, the eldest daughter of the General Mansion of Zhenbei, and the second young grandmother of the Marquis Xia's Mansion."

Junhua's heart was sour, there will be no Junhua in the future, only Xia Yu.

Xia Yi tried to keep her eyes open, no matter how she opened them, she couldn't see the mourning hall clearly, and only vaguely saw a few figures.

A few mothers-in-law and maids were crying in one mouth, but they just howled, not even a teardrop.

"General Zhenbei is here," the little guy sang loudly.

Xia Yan writhed in Zi Makeup's arms, and Zi Makeup immediately said with a hint of question, "Little Miss, do you want to see your grandfather?"

Xia Yu's eyes blinked, Purple Makeup was really smart, Purple Makeup immediately turned Junhua around and looked towards the hall door.

Xia Yi opened his big and small eyes, and turned a few times before he could vaguely see someone coming.

His father, Jun Chu, the general of Peking University, is burly and tall, but he has a small white face, an expression that is not close to a person, there is a sinister aura around his body, his eyes are like ice blades, and he can't see a trace of grief because of the death of his daughter.

Behind her must be her eldest brother Jun Hao, who is somewhat similar to her, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, a straight nose, and thin lips.

Zi Makeup suddenly burst out angrily, "The eldest young master is too much." ”

I saw Jun Hao wearing a royal blue robe, a jasper crown and a piece of blood jade around his waist, he didn't know that his sister was dead, and he thought he was going to the wedding banquet.

"Father-in-law, brother-in-law, Junhua...... Meritus had a difficult birth. ”

Xia Chengbo's eyes were red and swollen, his voice was trembling and hoarse, and his beard was unshaven and he was helped by the little guy to come to greet Jun Chu's father and son.

"Uncle Cheng, you have to take care of your body, it's her blessing."

Jun Hao stepped forward to help Xia Chengbo, and patted Xia Chengbo's shoulder in a light tone.

General Jun didn't speak, bypassed Xia Chengbo and came to the mourning hall, looking at Jun Hua's spiritual position for a long time without moving.

Xia Yu's eyelids were fighting, her small mouth was wide open haha, Zi Makeup looked at it and patted Xia Yu gently, and whispered in Xia Yu's ear, "Little Miss, go to sleep, the slave waits for you to wake up and tell you everything that happened." ”

Xia Yi finally couldn't resist the sleepiness and closed his eyes and fell asleep, Zi Makeup glanced at the mourning hall coldly, and hugged Xia Yi down.

"Madam, the slave begs you, the slave begs you."

Xia Yu's small eyes opened slightly, and he was woken up by a crying voice.

Xia Yi pricked up his ears and heard it, it turned out to be Zi Makeup crying.

"Zi makeup, you should know that Junhua is dead, and there is no reason for you, as her personal maid, to stay in the Xiagong Mansion."

The middle-aged woman's tone was cold, sitting on a round stool of rosewood, a pair of apricot eyes were shining with cold light, and a purple-brown auspicious cloud brocade dress made the woman a little mean.

"Madame, please, the little lady is still young, she has just lost her mother, the slave and maid can't leave the little miss, please madam, the slave and the maid are willing to be cows and horses, I just ask the lady to let the slave stay with the little lady."

Purple makeup humbly prayed and knelt on the ground, and kept kowtowing to Mrs. Hou, and her forehead was bleeding.

"Bang bang bang ......" every blow hit Xia Yu's heart deeply, and a pair of big eyes were full of tears.

"Since you don't want to leave, then buy it and pull it down."

Mrs. Hou picked up a cup of tea, took a sip, and said coldly.

Several mothers-in-law put on purple makeup and walked out of the room.

"Madam, slave beg you, slave beg you, ma'am."

Zi Makeup shouted desperately, constantly struggling, she couldn't just leave, if she went, would the little lady still have her life.

"Wow, wow, wow......" Xia Yi suddenly cried loudly, and her little face was flushed.

Mrs. Hou frowned unhappily, and said impatiently, "It's really noisy." ”

Mother Ge immediately stepped forward and hugged Xia Yu, "My little ancestor, don't cry, little ancestor." ”

Xia Yi cried even louder, and Mrs. Hou stood up directly, and said sharply, "Mother Ge took this little evil animal to Liuyuan." ”

Mother Ge immediately covered Xia Yi's small mouth and led a few maids out of the room in a hurry.

Mrs. Hou Ye walked out of the door and said to the eldest girl behind her, Daijuan, "Seal the garden." ”

Three years later.

"Bang Bang ......" the sound of whips on the flesh.

There was a small figure kneeling in the flower hall, and the maid next to him was holding a rattan whip and whipped the small figure fiercely.

In the hall, a beautiful woman is holding a delicate female doll of two or three years old, the woman's face is like a peach blossom, a pair of peach blossom eyes are very frivolous, a small jade nose, and thin red lips.

A pair of jade fingers dyed with red dankou pointed at the kneeling figure in the hall and asked sharply:

"Admit your mistakes or not, do you admit your mistakes or not?"

The little figure raised his little head and looked at the woman fiercely, and said in a milky voice, "I'm not wrong, why do you want to admit it." ”

The woman was angry, her face was a little hideous, her fingers trembled and pointed at the girl and said:

"Okay, good, unrepentant, hit me hard."

"Pap ......" The maid's eyes were fierce, and her hands whipped hard at the girl.

The little girl's thin face was pale and bloodless, and she bit her lip without exhaling pain.

The small body trembled, the back was already a blur of flesh and blood, and a pair of small hands were clenched into fists.

"Young grandma, I'm afraid something will happen if I continue to fight."

Hongyue stepped forward and whispered that the woman was Grandma Liu, who had been carried to his wife.

"Stop, put this dead girl in the firewood room for me."

With a wave of Liu's jade hand, a maid hurriedly stepped forward to pick up the little girl and retreated, regardless of whether it would touch the little girl's bloody back.

Xia Yan's eyes were a little dazed, rolling his eyes, and his back hurt hotly.

"Bang ......"

The maid threw Xia Yi into the firewood room like garbage, and locked the door of the firewood room with a "clang".

"Hiss......" Xia Yu exhaled in pain, she felt that she was going to be wasted, her internal organs, limbs and muscles were throbbing and painful, especially when her back collided with the ground.

Xia Yu was numb in pain, only feeling that her back was sticky, panting and lying on the ground motionless.

"Hey, it's really pitiful, why did the doll be beaten like that."

A middle-aged mother-in-law's sighing voice came.

"Be quiet, you don't want to die, you dare to pity her, if you let the young grandmother hear it, you have to buy you."

The other woman whispered, her voice getting farther and farther away with a hint of caution.