Han looked at Zijue with a smile, like an old cat looking at a little mouse that couldn't escape, and the pride in his eyes was still shining even if he was carrying the sun on his back. (天天Chinese.)

"The concubine is very willing to do her part for the eldest girl, as long as the eldest girl likes it." After she finished speaking, she followed Tian Xiang through the moon gate and went to the courtyard where she entered.

Zi Jue's eyes narrowed slightly, of course she knew that what Han was referring to was not just a meal, but she didn't expect that Han was not dead yet, and actually wanted to let herself help her; Could it be that his words were not clear enough, or was Han's face really thick to such an extent?

Mo Chou stepped forward: "She seems to be sure of something." Her voice was so soft that no one else heard her carefree and conciliatory words; But because they couldn't hear it, the two of them looked at Mo Chou in shock, because in their hearts, Mo Chou was still their sister and Mrs. Lady's personal girl.

What does Mo Chou have to say to avoid them, in Mo Chou's eyes, they are no longer her close sisters? It is better to say that Mo Chou is guarding against them, it is better to say that she is guarding against Madame! How is this possible, this can't be! However, the facts are in front of them, and Mo Chou's intention to do this in front of them is self-evident.

Zi Jue smiled slightly: "I will go to see my father first, and I will accompany my aunt to incense later." "What handle can the Han family have with her, the two of them don't know each other at all, and they haven't crossed paths, and they want to hold her handle? There is no door - even if you get it, this Han is a smart person, but he is a little stubborn or doesn't want to face it.

Pushing open the door and going in to see the pool on the bed, I found that his snort was much calmer than the previous two days. It's no longer the kind of way that's sometimes strong, sometimes weak; She turned around and looked at Wu Wu: "Father's illness seems to be much better?" ”

"I haven't asked the doctor to come yet, but I see it's better; Big girl, you see that the old man's face seems to be a lot stronger—when I was feeding in the morning, I ate two or three more spoonfuls than the previous days. [.360118 point]" carefree was also puzzled: "Maybe God was moved by the filial piety of the eldest girl, right?" ”

Zi Jue couldn't help but didn't give Wu Wu a roll of her eyes, her "filial piety" really touched the heavens, and the life of Chi Zifang had already been taken away by God; Unexpectedly, after she told Chi Zifang about it. Turning Chi Zifang like that, his illness actually improved again: this was never her intention.

I didn't expect that Chi Zifang's heart was so strong, others didn't understand, but Zi Jue understood a lot in his heart. Presumably, he is not worried about Xia's situation, or he is worried about Xia's situation, and he has a misunderstanding of him. However, Chi Zifang couldn't move Zijue like this, but made her feel disgusted in her heart.

What kind of person is this pool at the bottom? If it's really good for the Xia family, why does the Han family exist? If he wasn't sincere to Xia, then he was struggling desperately now and didn't want to swallow that breath, so what could he not worry about?

"As long as my father's illness can get better." Zijue replied without being salty. Sitting on the head of the bed and looking at Chi Zifang: "I'm here, I'm a little late today, I don't know if my father is in a hurry." ”

She said that she waved her hand here to let Wuwu and the others get busy, and they didn't have to worry about it in the house; If you want to worry about them on weekdays, it is impossible for Zijue not to make a few excuses. But now it is different from the past, because the appearance of the Han family has made many people look at Chi Zifang differently, so it is not only the Xia family that neglects him.

In fact, as long as the master of the second room, Xia, who can really be the master now, no longer really cares about the half-dead Chi Zifang on the bed, of course the girls will follow the same example: of course, they have to get by on the big side, and they can't let the people in the Chi Mansion find the handle; But how many of the people in Chi Fu really care about Chi Zifang?

After sending Mo Chou and the others out, Zi Jue and Chi Zi Fang were left in the house, and Zi Jue had no scruples: "Father, you are very anxious now." I want to wake up soon, I want to be able to speak quickly, right? But the illness comes like a mountain, and the illness goes like a thread, do you say that you are good 97ks. ”

"Let me tell you, I'm already trying to find a way to get money, just to bring my mother to Beijing; You're not trying to wake up and stop me. [.360118 point] Don't you want to debunk Han's? Then you have to hurry up, because Han was invited by your wife just now; Well, she has always been virtuous, do you think she will tolerate the Han family and let you have one more son to send to the end? ”

Chi Zifang's brows moved, the slight red on his face completely faded, and the anger made his lips change color; But what can he do?

He could hear it clearly, and he knew most of the things that were going on in the house, but what could he do? No one in the Chi Mansion knew Zi Jue's plans, and no one knew that Han's son was not his—he had to stop it, but he couldn't even make a sound!

hate, the most hated is the sky, followed by himself; He had never hated himself so much, if he could move, he would definitely give himself two big slaps, but even if the person he wanted to fight was himself, he couldn't do it, let alone hit Zijue.

If he can move, he will definitely teach Zijue a good lesson and let her know what filial piety is; But now he could only listen to Zi Jue saying rebellious words in front of him, and he could only listen motionlessly.

Zi Jue picked up the handkerchief on the side and wiped the sweat off the tip of his nose and forehead: "Did you hear that, they said that your illness is improving now because of my filial piety - I like this statement very much, what about you?" In a while, I will go to accompany my aunt to offer incense, and the excuse is that it is for you, I want to pray to the Buddha, to the Bodhisattva, to the gods and Buddhas in the sky. ”

Throwing the handkerchief aside, she wiped her hands with her own handkerchief: "What, what are you doing like this, I really want to ask the gods and Buddhas of the heavens to bless you to survive and live longer." ”

Chi Zifang's anger decreased slightly when he heard this, but at the same time he had doubts in his heart, even if he listened to Zi Jue's words and was not lying, it was hard for him to believe that Zi Jue would go to God for his illness.

Zi Jue smiled faintly, leaned down and whispered in his ear: "Don't you also want to live, I will go to ask the gods and Buddhas on your behalf, at least let you live until I take my mother's relatives, watch me leave the Chifu with your money, watch me and my mother live a good life, watch everything you put in your heart come to naught, and watch the people you put in your heart bruise." ”

Chi Zifang rushed up in a breath of anger, he really wanted to yell at Zi Jue, and wanted to kick Zi Jue out: this damn daughter, such a vicious heart!

Zi Jue laughed when she saw his expression change, and she stood up and planned to leave, but as soon as she turned around, she turned back again, sat down again and said to Chi Zifang: "Well, have you scolded me for being vicious?" Oh, have you ever heard of the old saying, 'Dragons give birth to dragons and phoenixes, and sons born of rats make holes'—I'm your daughter, and your vicious heart isn't ten out of ten, but it's enough, don't you think? ”

"Who made me your daughter, Father Xiao." When she wanted to stand up after speaking, she saw that Chi Zifang was sweating a lot again, and sighed softly: "I'm sweating again, how do you say that." He took the handkerchief on the side and wiped his sweat again.

The door was pushed open and Tian Xiang came in: "Big girl, Madame, please come over." ”

Zi Jue replied without replying, "Is there something wrong?" I also have to accompany my aunt to incense, just to pray for my father's blessing. As soon as these words came out, sweat broke out on Chi Zifang's nose again, this was the only way he could express his anger, but unfortunately Zi Jue was the only one who knew.

Xia, who would have understood, no longer cared about him and didn't pay attention to him.

"I'll go to Madame when I get back." Zi Jue put down the handkerchief and stood up and turned around: "I told my aunt yesterday that I would make my aunt wait for a long time." ”

Tian Xiang looked straight at the eldest girl with a pair of eyes: "Madam said, no matter what the eldest girl has, she has to go over, and she has something important to tell the eldest girl." ”

Zi Jue asked as she walked, "What's the matter?" ”

Tian Xiang's chin raised a little: "The girl will naturally know if she goes." She was different from worry-free and interpretive, and she showed a little disdain for Zijue.

Zi Jue walked up to her side and smiled: "Sister, you may still be breastfeeding when I come out to mix, do you dare to talk to me like this?" It seems that a Yun Niang is not enough for people to remember something that should be remembered - I, will go. After she finished speaking, she walked behind Tian Xiang, lifted her skirt and kicked her feet, and Tian Xiang, who was completely unexpected, rushed forward two steps forward and fell to the ground in embarrassment.

Without looking at Tian Xiang Zijue, she walked straight out of the door, ignoring Mo Chou and Bang Qing's gaze, and she went straight to Xia's room.

When he arrived at Xia's room, Zi Jue went straight in and saluted: "Madame, just say it directly, my aunt and I are in a hurry to go to incense." She said it in a straightforward manner, not at all negotiable, as if she was the one who could call the shots.

Han Shi glanced at Zi Jue: "Big girl, some things are much more important than incense, you better sit down and listen to Madame patiently." ”

Zi Jue glanced at Han's: "Where do you get the dog to bark, pull it out and beat it with a stick and stew it to feed the dog." ”

Han was very angry, but she still couldn't do it if she scolded like Zi Jue, at least in front of so many girls; She wants to be a master all her life, she talks and does things to learn from others, how can she be willing to make herself like a shrew on the street.

Xia didn't speak, just looked up at Zijue, and slowly moved his left hand in front of him; Her hand was not empty, but she was playing with something, which was small and familiar to Zi Jue: the jade ring of hair that should be buried in the dog's hole!