"Mom, if my uncle comes back, will he pursue it? No matter what, that little girl was whipped by us and she will die like this, I'm really worried!" Huang Anqian looked a little uncomfortable, and took a sip of Longjing and said embarrassedly that the maid next to her brought the snacks. Huang Anqian was not careful and touched the maid's arm, but the pastry in her hand was sprinkled all over her.

"I'm sorry, Miss Cousin, I'm sorry!" The maid said her fault in a trembling voice as if she was not. She looked at Huang Anqian with fear and fear, and scolded her: "You don't have eyes, are you trying to die? Useless things, don't get annoyed in front of me, get out of here! You can't do any small things well!"

The maid roared Huang Anqian, and she was so scared that she cried. Huang Anqian looked at her little wife's grievance and felt even more angry. She cursed in discomfort: "As the same virtue as that little girl, she can do nothing but cry. Only when she dies will she be clean. It's not wrong to be too ugly people do more trouble!"

"It's just a little girl, why bother to compete with her seriously. Don't worry. As the sky falls, my mother will take An Qian for you. Lu Yun, you have to use more energy!" Bai Peipei smiled faintly. How could she not know that the daughter's heart was in the Bai family's courtyard. Among the four ladies, An Qian and Yunxuan are the most outstanding. An Qian is one year old. At the beginning, the mistress was still an inconspicuous little girl. Somehow she grew up last year

The appearance changed, and his appearance was better than the other two girls. People in the mansion often compared An Qian with Yunxuan, saying that Yunxuan was much more beautiful than An Qian, but she made An Qian angry for more than half a month. As soon as the people from the Lu family brought the young master Lu Yun to visit. The young master fell in love with the third girl at a glance. During the few days in the Bai family, he was always with the third girl, so he naturally annoyed An Qian. Since then, An Qian has hated the third girl so much that she has itchy.

In Yanye Pavilion, there was already a bitter wind and rain. The third wife Wei Jianjia was lying on the head of the bed, looking at her dying daughter Bai Yunxuan with tears in her eyes. Her eyes were red and swollen, and her voice was a little hoarse. She held Bai Yunxuan's cold little hand and whimpered: "Yunxuan, wake up, wake up, how can you leave your mother? Just leave like that. You leave, but I'm asking me how can I live!"
Chapter completed!