Reborn: Femme Fatale First Daughter

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Updated: 14-4-1

"Okay, okay, everyone has watched the show pretty much, this meeting can be gone, but don't really interfere with others' flowers. Brother Ming Yong also forgets it. After such a big grievance, it will come out soon. I am a guest at the palace, how about Baihualou? "Li Youmo's Chao Yuming laughed bravely, inserted the fan behind him, stretched out his hand to pull him away from Sima Lingyun, and persuaded Mimi.

After listening to his words, some of the sons and daughters around looked at Sima Lingyun and Mo Xuemin who were standing on the side in an ironic manner. They only felt that it was a farce. I do n’t know how to check it, I do n’t know what the boudoir training is, and when I arrived in the palace, I dared to meet with people, and I was smashed and polluted by my sister.

Who dares to marry such a woman! Be sure to tell your friends and relatives when you go home. This Mo's lady is still better not to marry.

I simply watched the show now, and I want to leave when I turn around. It's better to stay away from this kind of thing, and the crowd is going to leave.

"Slow, Yu Gongzi, you must give me a statement today. If not, I will be killed here." Mo Xuemin's hand holding Mo Xiu was shaking, this time it was not a pretense, it was urgent, now people still Here, as soon as someone dispersed, the word spread, her reputation was really ruined.

So she had to explain what she was doing.

She gritted her teeth and glared at Yu Mingyong, and there was another sorrow on her lips, which was very compassionate. She held her hand in front of Yu Xiong in front of Yu Mingyong. If Yu Mingyong was left, she would really be confused Already.

"Why, do you want to have a visit with Grandpa? It's really embarrassing, Grandpa doesn't have that hobby." Yu Mingyong didn't mind what others thought, this was extremely vulgar, Mo Xuemin's eyes burst into tears, Let go of the ink embroidery hand, two lines of tears fell down, walked to the slip of paper that fell to the ground, picked up the slip of paper, looked up, and his face was ashes: Seeing Qingyu Pavilion when it was ugly tonight! Write the word Sima!

No wonder everyone accused Sima Lingyun. She is sure that this paper was not written by Sima Lingyun. She is already in danger. Sima Lingyun can never do such a stupid thing. Then when is this paper in her cuff? It ’s definitely a piece of ink embroidery given to me. I was standing in the crowd holding the girl ring, but there was still some distance from other people, who changed their hands without anyone knowing it. Note, move the evil to yourself.

Mo Xuemin's brain was thinking sharply from the space she stood up. No matter what, she cannot retreat today! Can only die bite!

"Yu Gongzi, where do you see that this paper was written to me, and why I said it was given to me personally, I came here at the invitation of the three sisters, not to be affiliated with others, Gongzi When you meet me, take a bottle and hit me. It ’s better to just kill me directly and let me go innocently. ”Mo Xuemin cried silently, pear blossomed with rain, and the paper in his hand stretched straight to Yuming. Yong, biting the sorrowful lip.

"Isn't it yours that fell out of your sleeve!" Yu Mingyong said impatiently. Although Lihua brought rain, it was pitiful, but Mo Xuemin confided before that that he had no feeling of pity .

"This isn't mine, it's Sanmei ... No, it was picked up when I came over ..." Mo Xuemin's eyes flashed with a trace of brutality.

"It's yours that you have three sisters and four sisters." Yu Mingyong interrupted Mo Xuemin's words politely.

On the side of Li Youmo's slightly insidious lip mocking, he did not continue to persuade Yu Mingyong, and instead pulled out the fan behind him, and fanned it out vigorously. In the winter, so much cold wind came out, and the people standing near him couldn't bear it. Simply step back two steps each and watch the two perform together.

"It's not our lady's business, our lady is kind." Mo Xiu came over and helped Mo Xuemin turn back unconvinced to argue for her.

"Your lady is kind, what kind of heart, I'm afraid that you have a selfishness, and have a private relationship with other men, but let Lao Tzu come to carry the ink pot, then it will be a cub, or else it should be counted on me! "Yu Mingyong cursed.

Although this statement was rough, it really made people resentment. Thinking of the dissoluteness of Miss Mo, everyone laughed.

Mo Xiu's face turned red, and he turned sharply to talk, but Mo Xuemin hugged him from behind, covered his mouth, and eagerly said, "Don't talk nonsense."

"Look, all of your own ladies have admitted that you are looking at the wind as soon as you have a ring, what else do you say, will it be taken up by the Hou Shizi of Zhenuo? That ’s also good, the master and servant are waiting for one person, the town Guo Hou Shi Zi is really blessed! "Yu Mingyong exaggerated even more, and felt that the anger that was not in his mind would suffocate himself.

Mo Xuemin's methods of mixing in the backyard are not useful to him.

If this continues, Mo Xuemin's reputation will really be ruined!

She sneered at Fairview and knew it.

"Miss, slavery must say, never to say you are going to die injustice, even if you still care about Miss Three, it will be you who will die!" Mo Xiu fiercely opened Mo Xuemin's hand, and suddenly kneeled down Ground, crying at Mo Xuemin.

Then he turned to the crowd: "Don't do wrong to the young lady, this paper is not for the young lady, it is the third lady. The young lady came here because of the invitation of the third lady, only to find this paper on the ground. How can a lady say that it hurts Miss Three's reputation, so even if you wrong her, she won't say it, but slaves can't stand it. This isn't our lady's fault. Why should our lady bear the reputation of unkindness, please Ladies and gentlemen, give my lady a testimony! "After that, he lay on the ground with a hoe.

Blood ran down from his forehead, flowing through the beautiful face of Moxiu!

"Ink embroidery!" Mo Xuemin rushed over from behind, softly holding the embroidery and crying before he could speak, speechless, and realized the words of the embroidery.

"Miss, do n’t blame the slaves. The slaves really do n’t want to see the lady being wronged. You ca n’t justify the reason. You can only swallow it in your heart. Madam, how can you be so affectionate to Miss Three? If you are as affectionate as your sisters, why are you ... "Mo Xiu's tears were hazy, and she could not breathe when she cried. The distressed backhand hugged Mo Xuemin, and the master and servant held each other in a cry. Together.

This scene made Mo Xuetong feel ridiculous for no reason. This time Mo Xuetongyu thought it hard to spill the sewage on herself. She didn't die. She didn't want to rest. She was n’t in her last life. The affectionate performance has been confused, so it will die so miserably.

After the baptism of blood and fire, watching this scene again today, I just think it is a farce!

A thin smile condensed on the lips, only this smile did not reach the bottom of the eyes, and frowned coldly.

A scene from my last life was singularly mixed with the current one, which is also Mo Xuemin and ink embroidery. He is also embarrassed with blood, facing Sima Lingyun with a embarrassed face and a swollen face. Holding in his palm, Ren stinging came from his hand.

At that time, Sima Ling Yun was sitting on a large chair, looking at Mo Xuemin pitifully, listening to her sister to "cover" the crime for her, heartbreaking, and he couldn't care about his wife who was hit by him and fell to the ground. Go up and help his aunt first, and take care of her tenderly. At that time, her heart was so painful, she was so anxious that she couldn't think of this life, but she encountered such a scene again.

The whole body's blood rushed into his head at this moment. In his memory, Sima Lingyun's disdainful eyes and Mo Xuemin's last venomous eyes were intertwined in his eyes. At that time, Mo Xuemin also stained himself with the little sister in the hospital. Poor It was not enough for her to be disfigured, and to make herself a little bit worse than death. At that time, she had argued so hypocritically for herself, as if she had concealed everything for her, but was reminded by Moxiu desperately.

Ears seemed to hear Mo Xuemin's ridiculous mockery, she heard the truth of her mother ’s tragic death, she was struggling with poison, and that day, the flames soared, and her pain writhed in fire and blood, and they were He smiled proudly and watched his pain outside the flames, and the kind of hatred that could not be covered came from his heart.

She thought she could pretend she didn't care, she thought she could forget it a little bit, but she forgot that this hate was deep in the bone marrow, hidden in her blood, and her own life was just for revenge. Let her not reincarnate, Ning Ru Jiuyou also drag them away.

The hand clenched in an instant, and the fingers stuck into the palm of the hand, feeling sticky.

"What's wrong, even if you see that I'm not pleasing to the eye, I don't have to be so deadly." A lazy voice in my ear was soft, with a bit of teasing and teasing, "Be nice, relax, relax!"

Who was talking to her with such an intimate voice, a kind of petting with that kind of voice, so gentle and so pity.

The blood-stained eyes were raised, slightly raised. When the person in front of the eyes narrowed and blinked at her, and saw thousands of styles, it was clear that the wind was stained. It wasn't his own palms. He let go and saw him aggrieved and stretched out his hands. The blood on the white palms was blurred and he was scratched.

Biting her lip, no longer saying anything, but her pale **** eyes turned blankly, but without any focal length. The clear water eyes always exuded a coolness. Mori Han took a ghostly ghostly breath, and the direction of her gaze was Earlier, I didn't know I actually saw another place through there.

She is so strange to her that she doesn't seem to be the innocent and flawless girl anymore, but a charmer from the land government, which makes people feel cool for no reason!

Is this hate? Feng Yanran's long and narrow eyes narrowed slightly, what kind of resentment can make her delicate and childish face show boundless hatred ....... This hate is too strong!

I followed her eyes from blank to slowly focusing, only to find that in a split second, the situation on the ground changed greatly, and Mo Xuemin, who was embracing with Mo Xiu, was sad and passed out, leaving only Mo Xiu hugged her while crying, and on the other side Yu Mingyong frowned, and Huer stepped back two steps. Someone stepped forward and whispered in his ear.

The man flashed through the crowd, and Yu Mingyong suddenly picked up the pride and boredom on his face, and made a great change of one hundred and eighty degrees, politely directed at Mo Xuemin: "Miss Mo is rude. It was a misunderstanding, and it was so offensive. "

The change is so great that everyone is astonished!

Who would have thought that in the previous moment, this population was still rude and extremely ashamed, and then the next moment was so polite.

"Yo, which one are you making again?" Li Youmo blinked her eyes, tilted her head, and frowned as he asked everyone on the scene.

"It turned out to be a misunderstanding. I didn't think about it for a while. I was drinking too much today, so I fell asleep and saw someone coming in. I thought it was a thief. Then I picked up the bottle at hand and hit someone. I do n’t know how much it was to smash Miss Mo, it really offends. ”Yu Mingyong said with a smile, who turned into a handsome figure, if it ’s not his temperament, it really makes people feel gentle and elegant, completely Not just Yu Mingyong.