Ghost Concubine

Chapter 55: Image damage

"Oh~hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Attention diverted.

"Oh~ Xiaolan, I told you not to pull my sleeves! Pulling on the variants will damage your image and my image, why don't you understand." Shan Mingyue, who has not yet deflated, shook off Xiaolan's pull Said a little bit hate that iron can't make steel.

Image? ? A gentle-dressed daughter who stepped on her servant's wrist and had no demeanor at this moment was standing rightly and confidently talking to people about her image? ? The image was deeply insulted, went home and cried under his quilt!

"Cough!" In fact, Xiaolan didn't just want to cough, she wanted to vomit blood. Her two eyeballs were almost thrown out of her eyes, and her lady couldn't look up at her, even if she couldn't give a straight eye. You can see the two uncles at the gate of the station yard with a blank eye!

Fortunately, Shan Mingyue was not too much today. He reprimanded people for a few words, and then used her little feet to run over the wrist that was trampled on her feet. When she raised her feet, she patted the other side's face with the soles of her feet and said with heartfelt words. : "Next time you have something to say clearly, you know? Miss, my patience can't follow you so far, at most to the gate of the courtyard...it's exhausted."

very good! Someone finally saw the person at the gate of the courtyard, and the language was automatically muted.

Xiaolan breathed a sigh of relief, and Shan Mingyue lifted it up in one breath and didn't put it down for a long time.

Let go, stand at attention, stand! It's almost a salute!

"Father", Shan Mingyue had only her father in her eyes, ignoring Long Zisa who was standing next to her father. Slowly moved his body to the front of the dumb who was lying on the ground pretending to be dead, trying to block their sight of the ground, and then kicked back with one foot to signal the people on the ground to get out.

Xiaolan, who understands her meaning, walks around her back and lifts up to the ground, and was dragged away by the dizzy dull who was thrown by Shan Mingyue, and removed her evidence of crime. When the maid was in her favor, it was considered satisfactory. .

"Ah, uh~ Mingyue, I heard that you are in good health today. His Royal Highness just came to the mansion as a guest and said that he had met you, so Dad would bring a piece to see you." The beard on his face was not considered lush, and he explained in a slightly embarrassing manner.

Shan Mingyue owed slightly and said, "His Royal Highness." Then before Long Zisa could speak, she got up again, walked over to Shan Tian, ​​put her wrists on him and said, "I just came to see Madam, but why is she not in the house this early? NS"?

"Your mother sent someone early to say that she was unwell, so she went to the Taoist temple for a few days and then came back."

"So I went to Taoist temple...The daughter will come back another day." Shan Mingyue looked back at the door of Zuo's house thoughtfully.

Then she took Father Shan’s arm and started to turn away. Shan Mingyue used her arm for a single day to pretend to be a fake. It was true that she would abduct people out of Zuo’s courtyard. She didn’t want them to see Ah-Dai’s quilt. She burned her footprints on her face. Secondly, with her father, she basically couldn't do anything here, so it's better to go for fun.

It didn't take long for a few people to leave Zuo's yard, and there was a sound in the quiet yard.

"You two hurry up. Didn’t you have breakfast because your movements are so slow?" A man’s voice sounded in the Zuo’s courtyard. His voice was low and dull, but somewhat majestic. He instructed two other young family members to carry a linen sack toward them. Walked to a dry well behind the yard.

It seems that the stuff in the linen bag is quite heavy. At this moment, even if the two men are lifting it, it is very difficult. The bent waist has not been straightened all the way, and the pace of joint advancement is becoming more and more difficult to achieve. In agreement, you enter, I stop, I stop, and the tone makes the burlap bags in the hands of the two shake and sway in the air, two steps forward and one step back.

Although struggling, the two dared not stop to rest their hands or put down the linen bags. They straightened their waists until they reached the mouth of the dry well and threw the burlap bag into the well.

The green grass growing around the dry well is covered with some lush green leaves.

Although the linen bag looked heavy, after being thrown into the dry well, there was no sound of heavy objects falling from the well. It was like the instant that the linen bag disappeared out of thin air and no longer existed when it was thrown into the dry well.

And the inside of Zo's house was not like the mess of last night, it was restored to its previous order, except that there were two more blood pools on the ground inside the house, which was shocking, nothing else was unusual.

The Zuo family, who talked about Taoist temples for a single day, is now lying peacefully on the couch, his face is exquisite, but his eyebrows are tightly furrowed, and his expressions like contemplation and pain are interlaced on his face, and it took a long time to say:" I hope you take a warning about this. It’s not that I’m asleep, and you can come in and do whatever you want. The things in the house are not something you can think of. Although this crime is not dying, if they didn’t scare me, I would also They won’t put a heavy hand on them and cost them their lives in vain. In order to prevent other yards from hearing about this, the people in the main yard are not clean. Hearing a few words of gossip, Xiaoju Xiaoxiang went back to her hometown just because she missed her elderly parents in her hometown."

"Yes, the servants understand." In addition to Zuo, there are two maids kneeling in the corner of the house, with their heads hanging down, leaving a head facing Zuo on the bed. The replying voice is neat and calm. Affected by the depressed atmosphere in the room, only the slightly trembling shoulders betrayed their true emotions at the moment.

"It's good to know! You have been with Madam for many years! Madam believes that you depend on you. As long as you serve well, you won't be treated badly."

"Yes, the servants will take good care of Madam."

"Well, you find someone to clean up the house and go down. I'm tired."

"Yes," Fang raised his head and hurriedly went outside the house until the two maids obtained permission from Zuo's.

Shan Mingyue turned the person out of the Zuo's courtyard and yelled after walking a few steps into the courtyard: "Hey~ Ouch! My calf cramps, Xiao Lan, hurry, hurry, help me back to the house."

How can a mouse meet a cat and have the courage to walk on the road, unless the mouse is pregnant. Long Zisa is walking on the road, it is not Shan Mingyue if he doesn't stray.

So I didn't discuss the buggery. I jumped with one leg and Mingyue also jumped very hard, and he was ready to run back on one foot.

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