"Since you didn't die..."

The noble lady stretched out her white hand and gently swept Mu Xinyao's forehead, nose, and face, Mu Xinyao's teeth trembled, as if these beautiful hands could poke her eyes blind and pinch her face at any time!

"Look at this flowery and moon-like face, this skin with fine skin and tender flesh, and this figure that I see pitiful......"

The lady's lazy tone suddenly became resentful, glared at Mu Xinyao fiercely, and said hatefully:

"No wonder you can seduce men in this broken yard!"

The noble lady's eyes seemed to kill her,

"She didn't, Mrs. Mu, she didn't!"

The beautiful mother's mother rushed over, protected her daughter behind her, and defended her daughter:

"She just sat in the courtyard to breathe, who knew that the little prince would climb over the wall......"

The noble lady sneered and interrupted her,

"Little prince over the wall? If she doesn't do anything, she can be hooked by going over the wall, and she doesn't think about tea and dinner? ”

The mother of the beautiful child has no way to argue with such unreasonableness, and Mu Xinyao's heart is even more blank, which one is this singing?

"What?"

The brutal sister heard a little eyebrow, and pounced,

"Is that the brother Chen she seduced?"

Seeing that my mother acquiesced, this is terrible, what kind of ladies are showy, and the gentle ladies who pretend to be gentlemen, to hell with them!

"You dead woman, dare to seduce my brother Chen, and now you don't think about tea and dinner, you are thinking nonsense, and you have to think about getting out of the marriage!"

The girl splashed, maybe her mother didn't think of it, she couldn't stop it, she jumped forward and grabbed and pinched, kicked and beaten......

Although most of the power was on the beautiful mother, the two of them looked at it as long-term malnutrition, how could they withstand the girl's strong body, Mu Xinyao's face was still cut by her nails, and the blood flowed, and her face, which was already as white as paper, became weird because of the bright red blood.

The lady hurriedly grabbed her daughter and called:

"Yuhuan, obediently, you can't fight, you can't fight!"

Mu Xinyao may have been afraid of some kind of limit in her body, and she didn't tremble anymore, and looked at all this stiffly.

"You can't beat her to death, you can't kill her, you have to wait for her to marry on your behalf!"

Maybe this marriage word stimulated a certain nerve in Mu Yuhuan, and she stopped like this, and the noble lady was already tired and out of breath.

"Hey, hey, hey!"

The girl suddenly showed a vicious smile that did not match her age, and then said hatefully:

"Yes, marry you to the Western Regions, marry you to the desert......"

Then suddenly put her face in front of Mu Xinyao, the mother and daughter were startled and almost screamed,

"Then, Brother Chen, it will always be mine!"

Then he stood up with a victorious attitude, looked at Mu Xinyao with disdain, and said:

"I don't have a sister, I will never have a sister, I am the daughter of Mufu!"

The noble lady and mother and daughter came and went in a gust of wind, swore an oath of sovereignty, struck the opponent, and left with a disgusted face.

Inside, calm has returned to the house!

The mother of the beauty found the medicine box, Mu Xinyao is more sensitive to this equipment, and at first glance, she often uses it, and she doesn't know which one is often injured?

She took care of Mu Xinyao's wounds with ease, and then sat down by the mirror to treat herself, and then burst into silent tears.

Mu Xinyao saw the skill of the beautiful mother's handling of wounds, and this body should have been tossed before.

She looked at her mother who was crying silently in the mirror, and she didn't know where to start, as if a wave of information had not been digested, and another wave of information had been poured into her brain.

Mu Xinyao leaned on the head of the bed weakly, her body was so weak that she didn't have the strength to think about anything more, and her head actually floated to her head when she came last night, the cry of the beautiful child's mother:

Mother shouldn't have given birth to you with such a beautiful look to invite this disaster!

Mu Xinyao has only one question now: What do I look like?