Qingxue sneered coldly, with a sarcastic look on her face, "Three sister, when the incident happened, you were outside, how could you see with your own eyes? You talked lies and insisted on pouring sewage on me. What do you want? Even if I

If your reputation is damaged, you will never become a legitimate daughter, and you will never become the head of the Jian family. You are just a mud that cannot be helped. The biggest shame of the Jian family..."

She is not easy to mess with. She dares to be the fifteenth day of the first grade of the Chinese New Year. Who is afraid of whom?

I wanted to take out this handle at the most appropriate time and hit it with one stick. Jian Qingyun would never be able to turn over in her life, but she changed her mind.

Boiling frogs in warm water is more fun.

Jian Qingyun was greatly stimulated, and her expression almost collapsed. She rushed towards her frantically, "No, no, no, shut up, Jian Qingxue, I must kill you, kill you..."

But before he got close, Du Shaohui kicked him over, and he flew out of the yard, and fell on the old-fashioned floor like an old doll, screaming in pain.

Jian Xiude's face turned pale, and it was extremely difficult to see. He suppressed his anger and asked someone to pay a medical gift and sent Doctor Jiang out.

A dowry maid came out timidly, "Master, the new lady... wants to meet the little marquis."

The injured person has weak will and wants to see the person he loves the most, and no one is exceptional.

What's more, Song Shuhui made such a fuss for him, so of course she had to use her injuries to win love.

Otherwise it would have been too vain for her efforts.

Even though Jian Xiude was so cunning, he suffered such a strong blow and was unable to control his excitement. His forehead was erect and his face was extremely ferocious. "Let her die."

A bitch, you don’t even pick on the spot if you want to die. If you really want to die, you should die before getting into the sedan chair. Death is at home.

In front of him, do you think he is a dead person?

"But..." The maid was worried about something, and she was trembling in fear, but she didn't dare to retreat.

Zhong Mingxu was secretly angry, and why did the gentle and cute little cousin look like this in the impression? "Mr. Jian, please accompany me in. I have something to say to her."

What was she making trouble? After entering the Jian family, she should be a virtuous woman, take care of her husband and children, live a peaceful life, have a son, raise her well, and have the Yu family as a backer, so she will never have to worry about this life

.

But she just made such a fuss on a happy day. Don’t she want to live in the Jian family anymore?

It's really ridiculous. How could a married daughter go back on the first day?

Where did this put Yu’s face?

"This..." Jian Xiude was stunned, hesitated for a moment, and gritted his teeth, "Please."

In the new house, a pair of red candles were lit high, and bright red tears of joy were shed.

The bright red fills every corner, and it should be full of joy, but inexplicably feels extremely cold.

Song Shuhui lay on the bed with a pale face, looking weak.

As soon as Zhong Mingxu came in, her gaze was tightly attached to him, and he was the only one in his eyes, affectionate and tender. He ignored Jian Xiude beside him.

"Cousin, don't listen to the doctor's nonsense. I was really hurt by Miss Jian Er. She hated me. My chest hurts so much. Are you going to die? Cousin, I must help me avenge my brother and sister.

…”

She had already learned from the maid about Dr. Jiang's words, and she felt panicked, but secretly swore that she could not be killed in vain.
Chapter completed!