In order for Xue An to be able to study, he directly went through Xue Xiang's side to handle Xue An's admission to Taixue.

But now in Xue Xiang's eyes, Xue An is just a useless stupid child, so he is unwilling to invest anything in Xue An.

So once Xue An can have a sense of value in front of Xue Xiang, he is not afraid that Xue Xiang will not pay for him.

After making up his mind like this, Xue Fuyun happily returned to his courtyard

Before I could enter the courtyard, I heard a cry coming from inside.

It's her loyal little maid Qingtao.

Xue Fuyun immediately ran in, and as soon as he entered, he saw Qingtao being pressed on the bench by two rough old women, and the two men held wooden sticks with thick arms in their hands, hammering Qingtao's back one by one.

When he walked in, Xue Fuyun saw that the end of the wooden stick had sharp and short thorns. Even if you wear thick clothes in winter, the thorns can penetrate into the flesh and bones.

Qingtao has been beaten to death a few times, and has been woken up and beaten again by a basin of ice water in winter, and blood seeps through the thick winter coat and oozes out of the surface.

Xue Fuyun kicked away the subordinate who beat the person, grabbed the wooden stick and hit the old mother of the subordinate: "Get out of me!" ”

"This kind of rude and barbaric words, the eldest lady can also say it, no wonder it is a countryman, and he can't learn how to be a young lady in this life."

"Xue Lingji!"

As he spoke, Xue Fuyun saw Xue Lingji sitting on a chair, wearing a white fox fur snow poncho, and three pearl hairpins dotted in his hair, his appearance was elegant, but what kind of vicious heart was hidden under this elegant and beautiful face, Xue Fuyun had already experienced it in his previous life.

Now, it's just that she's slightly revealing her true nature.

If you fight with Xue Lingji, you can't fight without brains.

She easily wiped a sharp knife from under the window lattice - since her mother-in-law Duan was beaten that time, in order to beware of people from the Qin family, Xue Fuyun prepared a weapon and fought for herself anytime and anywhere.

But this time there is no need for that, she understands Xue Lingji, she is a ruthless person, but she also stops at borrowing other people's means to be ruthless, she doesn't do it herself, it's dirty.

Xue Fuyun also knew that she was famous for her literary talents, and if she was really hard with her, she couldn't play with it, she only dared to use obscene means to make people behind her back.

Xue Fuyun pretended to slash a few knives in the air, scaring away the subordinates who still had the support of the second lady and wanted to invite merit and refused to leave Qingtao.

"Miss, I'll kill a few people, just bury it, how many lives do you have to fight with me?"

The man who was robbed of the wooden stick still wanted to show himself in front of the second lady and tried to step forward to grab the knife.

Xue Fuyun didn't think about it, so he slashed his arm, and the pain made him cry and howl, looking ugly.

Xue Fuyun kicked him in the stomach hard to relieve his anger: "Miss Ben's knife doesn't have eyes, and her temper doesn't have eyes!" ”

She cut the rope that bound Qingtao, and there were no other slaves and maids in the yard, so she had to help Qingtao sit down first, uncover her cloak and put it on her.

Let's get down to business first-"Sister Lingji, what kind of business are you bullying people to me so clearly?" ”

Without waiting for Xue Lingji, who had done a good job on the surface, to speak gently, Xue Fuyun snatched the words away: "Oh, it's for my useless Erniang, right?" I wanted to splash dirty water, but I made myself fishy. ”

Fighting with Xue Lingji, it is very important to grasp the opportunity.

The teenage Xue Lingji didn't want to be so ruthless and vicious after that, and he couldn't even say half a dirty word.

But she Xue Fuyun is different, people who have seen hell will not be afraid of anything anymore.

"Your mother and son are really interesting, you can't be a mother, and your daughter is taking turns to come up."

Xue Fuyun approached Xue Lingji step by step, and the back of the knife hit the palm of his hand one by one, and the tip of the knife was still dripping with blood.