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Chapter Twelve, If This Calls Rescue

Yue Liangju's experience was unforgettable in the hearts of the Yue family. Yue Zhanxian thought to himself with a ridicule that he could use the same method to find a way out for himself and his daughters to plan a future. How could he carelessly?

If the Yue family encounters another unfaithful person, they will be hurt for several lifetimes and will not want to turn over. From now on, their descendants stay in this small city and are honest and honest.

Thinking of this, Yue Zhanxian said to Zhou: "Take the children back to sleep. I'll go to see my mother. Although the friends who speak are reliable, we have to see them at home to be relieved."

"Yes, yes, you have worked so hard, Master." Zhou thought so too. When he heard Yue Zhanxian's words, he cried to him and nudged his two daughters: "Thank you, father, you are the only ones under your knees, and you are not unwilling to do your best."

"Thank you, my father."

Yue Chaohuan and Yue Jihuan were very well-behaved. They really squatted in the snow and bowed.

Yue Zhanxian smiled and then reminded him: "Go back." He turned around and walked towards Mrs. Yue's main room.

Ever since he heard Yue Zhanxian say that there were noble people from the border town of Yunzhou and that they would come to Yousai to visit Yousai, Mrs. Yue has been asking for inquiries in Yunzhou City and Yousai City Gate. The family who replied was also considerate, and the Yue family received the reply in time. A quarter of an hour later, Mrs. Yue took her three sons out of the house. In the main room, only Yue Liangju was ready to go to bed.

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The candlelight burned to the last short section, emitting a dazzling halo. It seemed to remind the owner that he should replace the new candle, and also covered the woman in front of the mirror table with a layer of moisturizing.

Yue Liangju looked at the woman in the mirror greedily. She was her favorite self when she was dressing up in the evening.

She did not have the wrinkles that were caused by suffering every night, nor did she have the yellow and thinness that was caused by depression.

She looked plump and beautiful, and her youth would ignite the corners of her eyes at any time, and a new flying came. At this time, Miss Yue Si couldn't help but think that when she was young, she could be called the most beautiful woman in the jail.

It is said that "can be called" that there are more than one beauty in the dark. When Feng Shui still takes turns, the beauty is like a flower blooming. Today, peonies are the best, and tomorrow apricot flowers are on the branches.

But the only beauty who ended up with the old girl was Miss Yue Si.

The mood is always like this.

At the beginning, I was depressed later.

It was depressed at first, but it was full after a while.

The old girl who has no one to help at night is even more unresolved.

Yue Liangju continued to look at her in the mirror. She was the one she used to be, and now she can still make her self-intoxicated for a while. Apart from this one she used to be, she felt that she had nothing.

Mother, will eventually leave.

Brothers and feet, the ones that accompany each other in the end are always others.

My niece will get married, and the years will pass, and in the end she will only be herself... and she in the mirror.

By then, the weather is old and the love is gone. She is alone, guarding a joke and accompanying her forever.

She was afraid that one day she would be ridiculed on the road to the underworld, and would bring this joke to the cycle of reincarnation and be with her lonely woman forever.

"Teng!"

Yue Liangju knocked down the porcelain stool sitting down and stood up vigorously. Her breathing was rapid, and her eyes were red, as if the candle head was being replaced by the girl behind her, the most dazzling.

Countless words came in my mind like galloping horses, making Yue Liangju feel in pain when she held her head with both hands.

She can't!

She couldn't sit still and watch her nieces fall into such a situation.

The second wife was confused and confused, so she was not afraid of her daughters blaming them in the future. Her eldest niece Fanjing had no father or mother. She had no one to give advice, only her grandmother was her backer.

"No! I can't!"

Yue Liangju shouted and rushed to the front of the closed door like a storm. Before the girls could react, they pulled the door open hard, and then she rushed into the wind and snow at a faster speed than the wind and snow. When the girls remembered to chase her, they only saw a corner of the autumn-scented skirt in the wind and snow.

It was a nightgown, the clothes I wore when I was sleeping. Although it was cotton, it was incomparable to the big jacket. In other words, it was completely impossible to resist the cold outside the room.

There were two girls in the room at night, one of whom was Mrs. Yue and the other was Yue Liangju. They were anxious and shouted: "Girl, be careful about the frost disease..."

When they found the clothes and ran out with the loyal servant Xun Mama, they could no longer see Yue Liangju in the wind and snow, and only a line of footprints led into the snow.

"Fanjing, Fanjing!"

Yue Fanjing had just finished his evening makeup and was about to go to bed when he heard someone beat the door hard, and there were hoarse shouts. He listened on a snowy night, as if a fierce ghost knocked on the door at night.

Yue Fanjing was startled: "Is it my aunt?"

If something happened during the day, there was no need to think about it. The whole family considered that Yue Liangju would be stimulated in these few days, not a good temperament. Yue Fanjing was also prepared, but Yue Fanjing was instinctively thinking that Yue Liangju came over late at night.

But instruct Haruzhi: "Open the door, it's too cold outside."

As soon as the door opened, Chunzhi screamed: "Oh my God," before the next sentence came out, Yue Liangju had already arrived in front of Yue Fanjing with the wind and snow. The wind and snow made Yue Fanjing shudder, and then several sneezes came out overwhelmed.

This sneezing like a frightening wind made me dizzy and sad. I was ravaged by another wave of screams in my ears.

Qi usually sent Yue Fanjing to sleep, and when she went back to the room, she was still here. Qi screamed much more terrifyingly than Chunzhi: "Ahh! Miss Four, ah, what's wrong with you? Ah! Miss Four has hit a ghost!"

Yue Fanjing looked closely and suddenly lost his soul.

Yue Liangju in front of her, her cheeks were black and blue, and she could play the role of the evil ghost in the New Year temple fair without dressing up.

Whether it is Qi or Yue Fanjing, I didn’t have time to think that Yue Liangju was the face that was blown out by the wind and snow.

Looking at Yue Liangju's clothes, the autumn-colored nightgown itself is not a good-looking color. It is stained with snow and mud, which makes the owner's face look so beautiful that it looks like a vicious person.

Yue Fanjing greeted her urgently, and his voice trembled as soon as he opened his mouth: "Auntie, what's wrong with you..."

Yue Liangju did not answer, and took two steps closer to grab Yue Fanjing's hand. His hands were as cold as ice bones and snow muscles, which made Yue Fanjing fall into an ice cellar from head to toe.

That's not all, Yue Liangju's shrill voice was like a cold glacier.

"Fanjing, you can't agree to your grandmother, you can't agree to her..."

With this action, the cold on Yue Liangju's body rushed towards Yue Fanjing. Coupled with the coldness in his words, Yue Fanjing wanted to comfort her first, but when he warmed his body, he encountered the cold wind and then the cold wind, his eyes were hot, his nose was twitching, and a big sneeze flew out.

"Ah sneezing!"

It hit Yue Liangju firmly on the face.

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