"Master, master, your martial arts are so powerful now." Xiao Lingling looked at the people in the sky and shouted.

Fan Ruoxi flew down, "Is it amazing, the wedding dress god skill has been practiced to the second level, the light skill is okay, the martial arts are not good, this is a total of ten layers." ”

"Then the master will practice more."

"Are those four people outside okay?"

"They're very diligent over there."

"Well, I'll get more people another day."

"Master, you have to treat five hundred people, when are you going to find someone?"

"I also went to the Qinglou recently, it's almost the New Year, and they seem to be quite busy."

"Master, five hundred, come on!"

"Okay, let's go, I'll make you something to eat."

"Master, master, I love you like a mouse loves rice."

Fan Ruoxi has a black line.

At this moment, Fanfu is dead silent.

Fan Ruogang's death still hurt the vitality of Fan Mansion, because the male heir of Fan Mansion is not prosperous, and the people who may be able to support Fan Mansion in the future will die under the executioner's ghost knife, and the people of Fan Mansion are a little sad in their hearts.

In the second room, Fan Ruoning was in a very bad mood, she finally became a concubine, and now her mother was divorced, and she was beaten to death, although it was not spread, but others will still come to inquire when she gets married in the future.

Also, Fan Ruoxi, that slut, actually dared to think about the fairy-like person of the Second Highness, why did the Second Highness look at the slut with that gentle smile, but did not give himself a look.

Fan Youlan timidly entered the house, "Eighth sister, what did you call me for?" ”

"Ninth sister, you know how you got out of the hall, right?"

"Eighth sister, I know, thanks to you, otherwise I would still be living a life worse than death in the hall." Fan Youlan's face turned pale when she talked about Zhaitang now, where it was cold in summer, let alone early winter.

And she is often sick, her body hurts and swells, her stomach hurts, or she has all kinds of bags on her face, and her body is always not good, and no one asks her for a doctor, or her mother went to beg Miss Eight, so she found an opportunity to release her and live a life of being served.

"When you did those things at that time, what you did was too insidious, not only did those poisons not touch Fan Ruoxi, but they also compensated you, but I also paid a price for letting you out."

"What does Eighth Sister want me to do?"

"Do you want to deal with Fan Ruoxi?"

"Yes!" Every time Fan Youlan was tortured in the dining room, she hated Fan Ruoxi to death, but she had no way, she couldn't even get out if she was trapped in the dining hall, let alone anything else.

The dining hall is in a remote corner of Fanfu, the courtyard is gloomy, and there is no sun in the dining hall all year round, and the gatekeeper only has disdain in her eyes, and the food for them is not even as good as the next person.

She is always sick from time to time, either she has a rash or her throat can't speak, she suspects that there is a ghost in the hall, and whenever she hides in her mother's arms and cries in pain, she hates Fan Ruoxi to death.

"The method you used at the beginning was too direct, and I don't blame you, you are young, I will give you a chance to take revenge now, as long as you do a good job, I will find a way to take Aunt Liu out, how about it?"

Fan Youlan's eyes lit up, what she wanted most now was to resume her previous life, with her mother, if there was no mother, she would have gone to Zhuangzi, the sky is high and the emperor is far away, and it is better to live in the mansion.

"What does the eighth sister want me to do?"

"Come here."