Only one old nanny was left, Yu Wen's sister-in-law.

"Mom, there's nothing going on in the yard?"

Yu Wen took a handful of ivory, passed it back, and asked the old woman to help comb the black silk that reached her waist.

"Miss, I checked here specially, but there was no movement."

"Oh?" Use your fingertips to pick up a dab of cold ointment and rub it gently on your forehead and heart. The mint fragrance slowly relaxes the brain nerves and makes it clear: "It's impossible for the Lei family to bear this breath, Qianping, it's even less possible

.In a few days, we’ll go explore again.”[

After getting up and gathering her clothes, Yu Wen lit the Buddhist incense in the incense burner with her own hands. There were some creases between Wanyue's eyebrows, and she always felt that something was wrong, as if something was missing...

"Lao San was young and frivolous, and made several bad debts, which cost Baoli at least one level of annual income. But Xiao Qi, a girl with a bad personality, forced Xiao Jiu'er too hard.

She is also not kind to other sisters. It’s really worrying, Mom, what do you think I should do?”

Lao San is Shang Jinhong's third son, and Xiao Qi'er is Shang Jinhong's seventh daughter. Both of them are the children of the fifth wife, Lei Qianping. They have a bad temper and are arrogant, relying on their mother's favor to gain favor.

, is still a powerful merchant, and does a lot of bad things, but no one dares to correct them. At this moment, Yu's face is full of worry, but she is more like her mother than her own mother.

"Miss, it's time to let the castle master know."

"Well, Qian Ping is too doting on her children, which is not good."

Her beauty and elegance are still there, and her kind-hearted eyes are indelibly ruthless. How could the eldest lady of Merchant Fort really be a vulgar woman who only knows how to burn incense and worship Buddha?

Let’s see whose daughter she is and whose wife she is.

Lying on the soft bed, everything was quiet. There was no one around Yu Wen. Even her closest mother had left. The cold moonlight filtered in from the window sill, making faint, mocking ripples.

Suddenly I thought of Juan Xiaoyuan, and of that woman more than ten years ago, and there was a bitter taste in my throat. Hate, so much hate!

But she could do nothing because that woman was...

So, who are the people who can live in the same place more than ten years later? She suddenly wanted to take a look. However, she was a little scared.

More than ten years ago, due to a curious night visit, she buried all her love. Those entwined and tumbling figures, moaning one after another, are still scars in her heart that cannot be erased!

However, there is nothing more that can be lost, right? She only has her son left, and nothing else, so what should she be afraid of?

The lights in the small courtyard are still on, but it has become quiet, with only the bamboo leaves rustling in the wind.

Xiang Xue opened his mouth slightly and couldn't close it for a long time. He was really frightened.

"Mother-in-law, are you kidding me?"

I hope it’s her tinnitus or auditory hallucinations…

"Humph!" Huangfu Qiang raised his eyelids and squinted again: "Girl, do you think I'm seeing a joke?"

It doesn’t look like it, it just doesn’t look like it to make it scary, okay![

Of course, this sentence was stuck in her stomach, and she didn't want to be a punching bag again.

"But you said that you want your daughter to get back what belongs to you for you..."

Word by word, he repeated it mechanically, feeling a little confused and confused. After hesitating for a while, he decided to step on the minefield in order to get an answer.

"Mother-in-law, hasn't your daughter been missing for a long time?"

Huangfu Qiang's eyes darkened slightly, as if she was addicted to the past. Finally, she said dryly: "Yes, but there is always a way to find it, as long as she is still alive in the world. Moreover, Fuyun has more possessions than that bitch.
Chapter completed!