"Who of the people who participated in the hunt did not know this?"

The second aunt asked rhetorically, and then stopped talking.

That's right, she patted her head, she was stupid.

Even if Siliu was not present when Yan Zhuo was about to withdraw from the marriage, this matter had already spread throughout the camp, who could not know?

"In the future, don't act rashly. ”

The second aunt seemed to be uneasy, and asked softly.

"Mother, I know, never again. This time, thank you, mother, you have a good rest......"

The alarm in her heart was lifted, and Yan Yun'er suddenly felt a lot more relaxed. With a light step, she went to the side room, and let the maid carefully dress her face, and get rid of her walnut-like eyes, which were swollen from long crying.

The worry and guilt in her heart for Siliu disappeared in an instant.

In the final analysis, people like her are still selfish, only caring about their own interests and only caring about their own gains and losses. The previous pain was just a temporary emotional parting, but I thought that in the future, I would have no one to accompany me, and I would never be so handy with someone again.

Her mother always told her, "Be ruthless", and she always thought so.

Therefore, when she got used to it, accepted the changes that happened around her, and then thought that Siliu died for her, she was only slightly uncomfortable, so she accepted it with peace of mind.

Moreover, what made her happy was that Siliu's death would bring Yan Zhuo another big trouble. As long as she thought of this, all her sorrow and sadness were gone.

Yan Yun'er seems to have been born to work against Yan Zhuo, as long as Yan Zhuo is a little unlucky, she will be very happy.

However, the newborn Yan Yun'er is not what she is now.

At that time, she didn't understand anything, just babbling in the cradle, looking at the world curiously with innocent eyes. At that time, Yan Zhuo was also curious, and often came to see her sister and teased her.

Gradually, Yan Yun'er grew up, and the whole person was like a pink and tender little ball, not to mention how cute she was.

When she was three or four years old, she also ran behind Yan Zhuo all day long, and at that time, there was sometimes a good-looking little boy next to Yan Zhuo, who talked and laughed with Yan Zhuo, but didn't pay much attention to her.

She was very angry, how could she be worse than her sister, why was there no shadow of her in the little boy's eyes?

No, she's going to take the little boy and let him be good only to herself.

The little Yan Yun'er worked hard to make the little boy like it. As long as Yan Zhuo was with him, she began to cry and make trouble, and as a result, the boy was even more angry, and he didn't want to look at her. ”

Just this sentence, let Yan Yuner always remember.

Why did she say that in front of the boy, was she deliberately trying to belittle her?

In her small heart, she has been working hard since then, and she wants to compare with her in everything.

This comparison, she was simply angry.

The place where she lived with her aunt was so remote, so small, and even the maids she served were pitiful.

And her sister, who lives alone in a large courtyard, dazzled by the number of maids and servants, and her sister's house is full of fine products, although she doesn't understand, but she thinks it is magnificent, very good-looking, in comparison, the place where she lives is much shabby.

Moreover, there is always a good smell wafting in my sister's house, which she likes. All kinds of food and novelty are always new, and there is never a shortage of them, and everything is extremely fine.

My sister's bed is also big and soft, and the wardrobe is full of all kinds of new clothes, all of which are very good-looking styles. And she only has a few pieces that can be changed.

She looked at the clothes on Yan Zhuo's body, and then looked at herself, she was very envious, she also wanted to live with her sister, wear the same, and eat the same.

When she was crying and went back to ask her mother, she was beaten by her mother and told her that Yan Zhuo was the eldest daughter, and she was just a dispensable concubine, how could she compare with her?

Although she was young and didn't know what it meant to be an eldest daughter, she knew that she shouldn't seem to be compared to her sister, they weren't people of the same world.

Why?

Her little head can't figure it out at all, why, she also has a mother, Yanzhuo also has a mother, they also have a common father, they all live in the Zhenguo Mansion, why are they so different?

Before she could figure it out, later, on another occasion, she and her sister went to see her father. In Daddy's eyes, as if there was no such person as her, he passed by her, picked up his sister, and pricked the stubble on his sister's face, and the sister who pierced only shouted itching, and the two giggled, and the sun hit them through the window, which looked warm and beautiful.

And she was alone in a cowardly corner, and no one knew.

After a long time, my sister had enough of playing and had enough of being crazy with my father, and then I suddenly remembered her as if I remembered something.

"Sister, it's still there. ”

She quickly jumped out of her father's arms and walked over to her.

And Daddy's gaze suddenly became cold from the kindness just now, which made her stunned. He stood where he was, looking away, and had no intention of coming over to pick her up.

Little her, watching this scene, was heartbroken.

I was even more jealous in my heart, thinking that it was her sister who took away everything that belonged to her, and her sister must have said something bad about her behind her back......

Otherwise, they are just as cute, the same pink, and even brighter than her sister, why don't Daddy and the former little brother treat her at all?

Her new clothes didn't seem to be bright, and they were tightly bound to her body, making her a little uncomfortable.

Her little heart couldn't stand it anymore, so she ran out directly and sat in the cold wind for a long time, and neither her sister nor her father came to her. The little body trembled in the wind, she fell on her stomach and cried, and in the end, it was her mother who came to carry her back.

The next day, she developed a fever.

It burned for a few days, and when she got better, she saw her mother lying on the side of the bed, and the whole person was very haggard.

For the first time in her young heart, she felt distressed.

She thought, she won't be so willful in the future, she doesn't want her father, sister or anything, she only has her mother in her heart.

And the mother's eyes have changed since the day she woke up.

Since then, she no longer plays with her sister-in-law, but begins to learn piano, chess, calligraphy and painting day and night, making herself more and more powerful, and wants to leave the so-called eldest daughter of the Zhenguo Mansion far behind, so that her father will regret treating her like that one day.

Secretly, she consciously or unintentionally began to fight against Yan Zhuo and compete with her.

She is getting better and better, and the reputation of her genius has been spread in Beijing. On the other hand, her sister-in-law is becoming more and more embarrassed.

Yan Zhuo's face, for some reason, actually grew spots, and even on the right side of her face, a big patch was very obvious, making her whole person so ugly that it was difficult to look at directly. Mrs. and Daddy were in a hurry and called for several doctors, but they couldn't find the cause and couldn't treat it.

She smiled and sighed in her heart, sure enough, God has eyes, and her hateful sister-in-law finally reaped the consequences. She also went to visit quite kindly, and how ugly Yan Zhuo's appearance was, how happy she was in her heart.

She pretended to comfort her sister-in-law, and then spread the news that Yan Zhuo was extremely ugly.

Later, Yan Zhuo gradually closed himself, and he didn't want to go there, locking himself in the house every day. And her opportunity came, and she began to take advantage of various opportunities to be in the limelight and make friends.

In the capital, there were gradually rumors that "there are two daughters in the Zhenguo Mansion, the concubine is ugly, the concubine is beautiful, the concubine is mediocre, and the concubine is talented", her sister has become the shame of the Zhenguo Mansion, and she has become the pride of the Zhenguo Mansion.

Her waist gradually straightened up and straightened.

Her father, who was reluctant to look at her before, seemed to have changed his mind and became kind to her and her aunt.

She and her aunt moved to a better place, the number of maids and servants increased, the number of clothes and silver increased, and the decoration of the house, which they enjoyed, also improved a lot, and she envied Yan Zhuo before, but now she no longer envies.

On the contrary, Yan Zhuo became the object of her secret ridicule.

Her sister-in-law is afraid that she will be ruined for the rest of her life, and she will never be able to step out of her own house again.

The prince of King Ning, who has a marriage contract with his sister-in-law, also has a good impression of her.

She is even more proud, her sister-in-law, what can she compare with her?

As a result, her appetite grew, but she became even more dissatisfied. She is no longer satisfied with the title of "concubine", she has grown up and knows that the future of "concubine" is too bleak, and she should not be a concubine like her mother again.

In her opinion, her conditions are all qualified, and now she can't be a concubine, just because Yan Zhuo is in the way in front.

One day, she vented her dissatisfaction with Yan Zhuo in front of her mother.

But her mother didn't blame her, but told her with a smile that she would leave this matter to her.

She was slightly surprised, but she also happily responded.

Although she was a little uneasy about what Yan Zhuo was about to suffer, her desire for the "concubine" and her long-standing resentment towards Yan Zhuo outweighed everything.

Finally, Yan Zhuo fell into the water and did not wake up for a few days.

The slight guilt in her heart was washed away by joy and vanished. And the title of "concubine" at her fingertips made her feel like a lark singing in her heart.

She waited quietly, waiting for her, the only child of the Zhenguo Mansion, to be passed into the name of Madame.

However, it backfired.

Yan Zhuo woke up......