"Woo woo...... Murong Feixue took advantage of the chaos to take a bite, the other party let go of her hand in pain, she took the opportunity to turn around, and found that the sneaky person was her sister Murong Xian, and she was stunned in place. "It's you. Looking at Murong Xian's messy hair, uncovered clothes, and bruises everywhere from her neck down, she was nervous, "What's wrong?"

Murong Xian looked around and confirmed that Jiang Yehan hadn't chased nearby, so he breathed a sigh of relief, held Murong Feixue's hands, and pleaded: "Sister, you will keep it secret for me, right?"

"You ......" Concubine Murong Xue Xue had contempt in her eyes, and withdrew her hand in disgust as if she had touched the plague, "This kind of dirty thing, how can I keep it secret, when it comes to marriage, each family will send a stable woman to check your body, I can hide it for you for a while, but I can't hide it for a lifetime." Instead of making a big deal and ruining the reputation of the house, it is better to confess and let Daddy take it lightly. ”

She said this selfishly, her father has always been proud of Murong Xian, and today, Murong Xian had an affair with a man outside, ignoring the face of the house, which made her father extremely disappointed. In the future, what Daddy cares about and values will only be her.

Murong Xian had the courage to confess, how could she sneak into the backyard of Rong Shi'an's shop? She bent her legs and knelt down, "Second sister, I was forced, for the sake of our two mothers, you can help me." ”

She lay on the ground and kowtowed, her humble appearance was very different from the gentle and quiet of the past. She had no choice but to ask for Murong Feixue, hoping that Murong Feixue could remember their sisterhood and help her overcome this difficulty.

"Torture me, why do you and I have to say so much, get up first. Murong Feixue's heart was extremely happy, her joyful smile was almost to the root of her ears, she pretended to help Murong Xian, "How do you want me to help you?"

Murong Xian pointed to the smoky purple dress. "You try the new dress and give it to me in exchange for the old one. ”

"You're wearing something I don't want? Murong Feixue was reluctant on her lips, but she was actually happy in her heart. Although she looks exactly the same as Murong Xian, Murong Xian is proficient in calligraphy and painting from Xiaoqin, chess, calligraphy, and her temperament is far better than her. With the same style, Murong Xian is even more luxurious when worn on his body. At this time, Murong Xian is willing to pretend to be ugly as a foil, why wouldn't she do it?

"What's this? The second sister is willing to give me the clothes, and it's too late for me to rejoice, how can I dislike it. Thank you, second sister. Murong Xian smiled lightly.

She borrowed clothes to wear and had other plans. Not only did she have to return to Murong Mansion with dignity, but she also had to avoid Jiang Yehan's interception, not to mention, Murong Feixue didn't really want to save her, compared to interests, the blood relationship was insignificant, why should she worry about the ethereal friendship and be soft-hearted?

After Murong Feixue tried on new clothes, Murong Xian also wore the old skirt that Murong Feixue had changed, and by the way, she also pulled a long tail that Murong Feixue loved the most.

Two identical faces, standing opposite each other, like looking in a mirror.

Murong Feixue was puzzled, "Why are you dressed like this?"

"Second sister, don't you like it?" Murong Xian stroked Murong Feixue's face with one hand and smiled.

Murong Feixue's scalp was numb, and she slapped her hand away, slightly dissatisfied, "I don't like it, you are exactly the same as me, others will not be able to tell the difference." As the words fell, she suddenly realized the true intention of exchanging skirts, "You want to pretend to be me, and then let me pretend to be you, and return to Rongfu without knowing it, right?"

Murong Xian's beautiful eyes grew cold, and her tone was stiff. "Daddy often says that the second sister is innocent and lively, and she is simple-minded, but I think the second sister is talented and smart, and she is better at disguise than me. ”

"No, you are the one who does not know how to corrupt the family style, and I don't want to take the blame for you. Murong Concubine Xue retreated again and again.

Murong Xian pressed forward step by step. "I called your sister for more than ten years, and I didn't force you to die, you didn't even want to sacrifice for me for such a trivial matter, you deserve to be a sister? Daddy favors you, obviously you were born before me, why do you want me to give you courtesy in everything? Just because I am gentle and quiet, and knowledgeable? You rely on your father's favor and bully me unscrupulously, but have you ever cared about my feelings?" Murong Xian asked bitterly. If she was the one who came out of her mother's womb first, would it not be her who suffered the misfortune?

Concubine Murong Xue was not confident enough, she thought that the willful and reckless things would not be cared about by the generous Murong Xian. is often a person who doesn't care so much, burying all the resentment accumulated over the years in his heart. "If you don't mind, why don't you say it? ”

"yes, it's all gone, and there's no point in talking about it. Murong Xian smiled miserably, suddenly rushed up, grabbed Murong Feixue's neck with his clothes, and said viciously: "You always look like you're so high, it's really disgusting." It's reasonable to do something wrong, the past doesn't mean that the page is over, you have to pay the price. ”

"Xian'er, let it go...... Let me go, I ...... Wrong, wrong. Murong Feixue was strangled by her throat, out of breath and spit out a few words intermittently. She didn't expect her sister, who was quiet on the outside, to be determined to kill her. Facing death, she had a fear of Murong Xian.

Murong Xian smiled softly, "Your apology is a little late, I don't care, I can save it to go to hell to confess to Lord Yama." With that, she bent her waist to make the strap wrapped around Murong Feixue's neck tighter.

"Don't ......" Murong Feixue grabbed the belt of her clothes, however, Murong Xian tied a knot at the end of the belt, and she couldn't untie it. Soon, green tendons covered Murong Feixue's forehead, her round eyes opened slightly, and her black lips turned white.

Seeing that she was no longer moving, Murong Xian suddenly let go, and said to himself: "Twins are both lucky and calamity. You and I are both afraid of being lonely, but we want to abandon each other and be our unique selves, which is ridiculous. In the end, he ruined the characteristic tear mole, knocked over the stove in the back kitchen, and left in a hurry.

From this moment on, she is Murong Feixue, Murong Xian, who was ruined by Jiang Yehan, is dead, she no longer has to be frightened, and she lives timidly.

Not long after she tiptoed out of the hospital, Murong Feixue, who was supposed to be out of breath, opened her eyes slightly and looked at a blurred figure from far and near.

Jiang Yehan searched for Murong Xian's traces to no avail, and remembered that Murong Mansion and Rong Mansion were related, so he came to the backyard of Rong Shi'an's shop and shook around, no, let him find it. But he didn't realize that the half-dead person on the ground was Murong Feixue, and the cunning Murong Xian had fled.

Murong Feixue didn't know Jiang Yehan's true face, and her impression of him was still shallow and stayed on the appearance of a weak scholar in Yushu, her eyes flashed with a faint light, and she slowly stretched out her hand towards him.

However, before the words could be spoken, Jiang Yehan stepped on the back of her hand and sneered: "I thought I wouldn't be able to find it if I hid it here?"