The little beggar's face turned pale, and his lower lip was bitten into a bright red.

After a while, she lowered her eyes, hooked the corners of her lips, and said in a tone with a hint of sarcasm, "I'm just an orphan girl with no father and no mother, how can I be blessed to have something to do with the noble Shen family." ”

Fu Beixian looked at her carefully a few times, and said in surprise, "Hey, her eyes seem to be ...... by a person."

The little beggar was startled and quickly lowered his eyes.

Su Ruotang looked at Fu Beixian: "Do you think she is familiar too?" ”

Fu Beixian scratched his head: "I just can't remember where I've seen it." ”

Listening to the words of the two, the little beggar lowered his head.

The thin yellow ten fingers, clutching the corners of the quilt tightly, and the back was soaked in cold sweat without realizing it.

Su Ruotang looked at the little beggar's increasingly pale face, pulled Mo Yingyan's sleeve, and simply shook the pot neatly, "People were not poisoned, but they were scared to death by you first." ”

The fat rabbit on the bracelet swayed gently with her movements.

Mo Yingyan's action of tapping on the table stopped, and he glanced at the third princess who was beating upside down, and her eyes did not fluctuate, like a ruthless and desireless ice sculpture.

He curled his knuckle clear fingers, and casually flicked the fat rabbit, his thin lips overflowing with a cool tone, "The third princess, she was scared by you." ”

The Three Princesses?

The little beggar was startled, subconsciously glanced at Su Ruotang and retracted his gaze.

Then the beautiful and noble man next to her is the third prince who is most favored by Emperor Wushun!

And the other two should be the second prince, who has been frail and sickly since childhood, and Fu Beixian, the adopted son of General Liu Hao.

The four of them are all antithetical to the queen.

Thinking of this, her eyes trembled, and the color of her eyes flickered.

Su Ruotang didn't seem to see the little beggar look at her, and her delicate eyebrows frowned, "I don't have any responsibility at all." ”

Mo Yingyan glanced at the third princess, the corners of her mouth hooked up a deep arc, and slowly overflowed a few words, "She should be Shen Ran's illegitimate daughter." ”

As his voice fell, the expressions of the other four people in the room changed dramatically.

The illegitimate daughter of Dali Temple Qing Shen Ran?

Fu Beixian's expression was a little cracked.

Cousin and daughter-in-law, this is saving an enemy for herself?

Mo Yingyan's tone was still careless: "Her mother-in-law should be the Qingqi frost in the Yanguan Capital twelve years ago." ”

Frost, twelve years ago, danced in the city, and became the goddess in the hearts of many kings and grandsons.

Many kings and grandsons spent a lot of money for her, just to watch her dance.

But half a year later, he disappeared inexplicably.

The little beggar bit his lower lip violently, and his vision gradually blurred.

The azure-colored futon gradually fades into a dark color.

Drop by drop......

Ember said thoughtfully: "The frost didn't disappear, but was raised in the backyard by Liu Hao?" ”

"Nope! Not really! ”

The little beggar raised his eyes sharply and bit his lower lip and roared.

"Huh?" The tail of the ember is slightly raised.

The little beggar bit his lower lip, big tears fell, and his body trembled and he couldn't speak.

Su Ruotang poked Mo Yingyan's cold white wrist bone, and said in a low voice: "Her mother was forced. ”

A beautiful girl, if she has no power or power, will only become a nourishment for the powerful.

This situation was not uncommon in previous lives, not to mention the ancient times when people were divided into three, six, nine and so on.

Fu Beixian reacted and gasped, "Liu Hao didn't marry for five years after his wife died, and I put aside my political prejudice before and thought he was a single-minded good man!" ”

"I didn't expect it to be a scumbag!"

Mo Yingyan looked at the little beggar's continuous dripping tears, his eyes were impatient, and his voice became more and more cold and warm, "If you cry again, go out." ”

The little beggar shook his body and wiped away the tears from his face in a panic.

Su Ruotang's slender and delicate wrist held her chin and sighed, "Tsk, I really don't know how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade at all." ”

Mo Yingyan sat up straight and looked at her quietly with sideways eyes.

Su Ruotang was seen by him as weak, and the bottom thoughts in his heart that he didn't want to face seemed to be seen through by his cold gaze.

She looked away, unreasonable, "Look at what?" Isn't it? ”

Mo Yingyan's gaze paused between her slender and graceful swan neck, and a light syllable overflowed from her throat, "En." ”

Su Ruotang: "??? ”

What does this mean by dog man?

Admit that you don't know how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade?

Ember looked at the little beggar, and his gentle voice carried an indifference that rejected people thousands of miles away, "Do you want to collect your mother's body?" ”

The little beggar looked up at Ember in disbelief, his eyes twitching, "Can I still help my mother collect her body?" ”

"This hall will let people take you to the mass grave in a while, but whether you can find your mother's body depends on the will of God."

The little beggar propped himself up, knelt on the ground and kowtowed respectfully, "The kindness of all the adults, the little woman can't repay it, I am willing to be a cow and a horse, and serve you." ”

Fu Beixian directly refused: "Don't serve the master, the master doesn't need to be served." ”

The little beggar's face turned pale and he wrung the corners of his clothes uneasily.

Ember said lightly: "I'll talk about it when you're well." ”

"Thank you, Your Highness."

......

Just when Ember sent someone to take the little beggar to find her mother's body, a young girl slowly walked in the laundry room in the backyard of Su Mansion.

She stood in the corner, quietly looking ahead.

"Help me wash this dress." The doorkeeper in the backyard threw the clothes in his hands on the head of the shabby woman.

Zhang pulled off the clothes covering his head, threw them on the ground, and looked up at the janitor who once groveled when he saw him, "You are a, and you deserve me to wash your clothes?" ”

The janitor's face suddenly turned hideous, grabbed Zhang's hair, and said viciously: "Do you still think that you are the head of the Prime Minister's Mansion?" ”

"You're now a concubine who isn't even as good as a domestic servant! Annoyed Lao Tzu, believe it or not, Lao Tzu killed you, the prime minister won't care! ”

Zhang's scalp was torn so much that she opened her mouth to bite the little girl's arm and kicked him, "Let go of me!" ”

The little guy was in pain and slapped Zhang's face, "Slut, Lao Tzu killed you!" ”

As he spoke, he kicked at Zhang.