Chapter Eighty-Eight: Don't Touch the Child

"Then who is your master?" He Shuyuan asked.

"My old lady is an official who worships the household servant." The mother-in-law looked proud.

He Shuyuan was stunned, she knew who this Shangguan lady was!

Yes, He Shuyuan knew from a very young age that Yan was her biological mother.

However, the fact that Master He and Lao's biological daughter had died was only known from Yan's mouth after He Ran entered the mansion.

Yan said that He Ran is fake, and the fake can't be fake, and the real He daughter died as soon as she was born.

This Shangguan lady is the grandmother of the short-lived ghost.

Does she know that He Ran is a fake?

He Shuyuan is not stupid, she has no hope, and she does not dare to think that Mrs. Shangguan will recognize her.

That's a Tobe squire!

Such a foreigner, why does He Ran also match that fake?

He Shuyuan suddenly couldn't wait to see Mrs. Shangguan.

He Ran, what I can't get, you don't want to have.

It's a pity that He Shuyuan never expected that she didn't even see Mrs. Shangguan's face.

As soon as she followed her mother-in-law to the front of the car, she heard an old but indifferent voice from the carriage: "Is it the girl of the He family?" Come on in. ”

Just listening to this voice, He Shuyuan seemed to see an old woman who was sick with her daughter, how could such a person tolerate someone pretending to be her granddaughter?

An imperceptible smile overflowed from He Shuyuan's mouth, and the mother-in-law put down the footstool, and she got into the carriage.

But the woman in the carriage was completely different from the Shangguan lady she imagined, where is this the wife of a third-grade master, this is clearly a servant woman!

"Who are you?" He Shuyuan asked.

The servant woman saw disdain on He Shuyuan's face, and sneered: "You, a fake who occupies the magpie's nest, have occupied the identity of my family's cousin for so many years, and today I will teach you a lesson for my old lady!" ”

He Shuyuan was shocked, and subconsciously said, "He Ran is."

Before the words were spoken, the mother-in-law who had brought He Shuyuan over before had already firmly controlled her from behind, and a ball of rags was stuffed into He Shuyuan's mouth, her eyes were wide open, but she couldn't make any sound.

He Shuyuan's main focus is a delicate and weak, weak and can't help the wind, where is the opponent of these two stout mothers-in-law, not to mention that these two are not ordinary mothers-in-law, they are martial maids, and they are specially configured by Lao Guanghuai for the female dependents in the family.

Where did He Shuyuan think that such a thing would happen, all this came too quickly, and she was not given a chance to speak at all, she was slapped several times in the face, and every time she was hit in the head, she was dizzy.

It turned out that the slap on the face was this feeling, which was He Shuyuan's last thought before fainting.

She fainted.

When she woke up, she saw several pairs of hungry eyes around her, and it was a group of women with dirty hair.

"Those with fine skin and tender meat are really well raised."

"Tsk, this small waist is thin, I can't wait to pinch it off."

He Shuyuan was shocked and struggled to sit up, but her legs were pressed by a woman's knees, and she felt that her bones were about to break, and her heart hurt, but she couldn't move.

"What kind of place is this? Where am I? ”

A woman laughed: "What place? This is the prison, and you, like us, are all in prison! ”

Jail?

He Shuyuan was so frightened that she almost fainted again, was she arrested and put in prison?

Lu Honger's case against herself, hasn't she been suppressed by Liao Yingjie? Why arrest yourself?

By the way, she remembered, it was Mrs. Shangguan, no, maybe it wasn't the Lao family's carriage at all, they said that she occupied the magpie's nest, but wasn't He Ran too? Why do they only do it to themselves?

With a bang, He Shuyuan's body was pulled up and thrown down by a female prisoner, and the female prisoner laughed: "Look, I can throw her out with one hand." ”

Another said, "Come on, I'll try it too." ”

He Shuyuan was like a rag doll, she was grabbed and thrown down, and then grabbed and thrown down, over and over again, until her nose was blue and her face was swollen, and her body was bruised.

At this time, He Shuyuan didn't know that her nightmare had just begun.

The other female prisoners in this cell have all been released one day, and she is the only one who will never be.

A woman walked in with her child, her hands empty, not like she had come to visit the prison, and she did not come closer, but far away, through the fence, and looked coldly at the woman who had been tortured.

"Son, do you see? That's the person who harmed you, and that's what happened to her. ”

He Shuyuan seemed to sense something, and struggled to raise her head to look at the only place in the cell where the sun could shine.

In a trance, there seemed to be two people, one big and one small, standing there, and she wanted to see who it was, but the two people couldn't see it anymore.

He Ran pushed the peeled melon seeds in front of Xiaoba, and said lightly: "This is death, originally, I didn't want to deal with her, after all, she was just a newborn child back then." But she has to die by herself, but I, the person, can't see the scourge of children the most, she deserves it! ”

He Ran doesn't like children, she was originally the kind of person who would change seats when she went out to sit in the car and there were children next to her.

But it was because she couldn't stand that someone was harming the child, so she adopted Zhou Chi in a daze, so that later someone wanted to tie her up, picked a beautiful and lovely child and gave it to her to raise, and said that she would give her a pension and send her to the end, but she almost vomited to death.

"Battle report, war report! King Jin has attacked! It's urgent, it's urgent! ”

Eight hundred miles of urgent war report, sent from Pingshanwei to the capital, Xiao Ba loved to see the excitement, the melon seeds were not eaten, flapped his wings, sent out from the open window, and went to the street to see the excitement.

The one who delivered the war report held the flag, quickly whipped his horse, ran all the way and shouted all the way, others followed him for a short distance at most, but Hachi followed him all the way to the palace.

Two hours later, Hachi flew in through the open window and landed on He Ran's shoulder.

"The mourning family is not dead yet, and you are crying?"

"Those old men are just your ministers, your dogs, you are afraid of them, are you a waste?"

"The mourning family is not dead yet, and you are crying?"

"Those old men are just your ministers, your dogs, you are afraid of them, are you a waste?"

Xiao Ba repeated the words he had just learned over and over again, and He Ran asked, "Did you fly into the main hall?" No one catches you with a net? ”

Xiaoba: "The eighth master is Daoguang, and the green makes you panic." ”

He Ran patted its little head: "Don't fly into the hall next time, it's too dangerous." ”

Hachi raised his head: "Mommy loves me!" ”

He Ran couldn't cry or laugh, and looked around, but fortunately, no one else heard.

Every day after going to the office, Guo Shoufu will always go to Mei Yingxuan to sit down, taste tea, look at calligraphy and paintings, or close his eyes to recuperate.

Today he did not come alone, and the two officials of the Ministry of War and the Ministry of Households, the shopkeeper of Mei Yingxuan, hung up the sign of closing with eyes and no longer received guests.

During today's court meeting, the three of them have been arguing, so they simply made an appointment here, but they still have their own reasons, the household department wants to set aside silver for the river, but the military department can't wait to empty all the household funds.

At this moment, a sharp voice suddenly came from outside the window: "The mourning family is not dead, you are crying?" Those old men are just your ministers, your dogs, you are afraid of them, are you a waste? ”