Zhan Xin'er's feet slipped and she fell to the ground. "Oh," she threw herself over and collapsed like a rag bag at the entrance of the hospital. Blood came out of her mouth, and her front teeth were almost knocked out.
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Qiulan closed her eyes.
Oops, it seems to hurt.
But she thought the lady didn't do it on purpose, it was just that her hands were a little itchy.
"Miss!" The two maids rushed to help her.
"Chi..."
Everyone gasped.
I didn't expect that when I got to the door, I could make such a fuss.
Ling Xiyue looked surprised, "Although rules are important, Miss Zhan doesn't have to give such a flattering gift. After all, they are all sisters of the Hou family. They don't look up when they look down. They do this every time. I'm afraid your body can't bear it and you won't be able to do it in the future."
Alright."
That look in his eyes was extremely sincere.
That tone was very considerate.
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What's going on? I was walking fine, but why did I end up on the ground?
Zhan Xin'er was completely stunned by the fall. He had never been so humiliated in public before. He was helped up in a fog, and when he heard Ling Xiyue's "sarcastic words", he was so angry that he almost blinked twice.
Tumbled over and fell down.
"Walk!"
Her mouth smelled of blood.
"Ling Xiyue, just wait for me!"
If she doesn't avenge this revenge, she will fight against Xin'er and vow not to be a human being!
The two maids almost drove Zhan Xin'er out, which was even worse than Zhan Pingting.
"Sister, don't be angry. Being angry will harm your health and make you grow old easily." Ling Xiyue reminded her slowly.
We can no longer stay in this place... All the kings, grandsons and ladies left in droves, and no one was in the mood to stay as a guest in the Marquis Mansion.
"puff"
As soon as a group of people left, Qiulan lost her power.
"Hahahaha..." She laughed so hard that she couldn't stand up straight, "I say, miss, don't cripple someone just once, or it won't be fun in the future."
Ling Xiyue moved her hair away from her forehead with her slender hands, "I am so happy and free."
In the afternoon, Zhan Xin'er's maid indeed brought over the accounting book.
That’s right, it’s lifting!
The expenses of the Hou Mansion in the past seven years, large and small, add up to almost hundreds of accounting books. Unexpectedly, Zhan Xin'er did a good job. Ling Xiyue looked through it casually, but didn't see anything for a while.
Mistakes come.
three days later
It’s already midnight, but the Protector’s Mansion is brightly lit.wavv
The soldiers and generals in front of the Hou Mansion were lined up neatly, as if they were waiting for some important person. With the clatter of horse hooves, a team of hundreds of people stopped in front of the house.
Although the leading coach has gray hair on his temples and frosty brows, he is tall and tall, with a majestic and upright look.
Protecting the country, fighting in the south!
From the word "protecting the country", we can see the status of this old man in the Tianlin Dynasty.
"Master Hou!"
Everyone knelt down.
Zhan Nantian reined in his horse and raised his hooves, turned over quickly, flipped the corners of his robes, and walked steadily and powerfully. He was definitely a first-class martial artist. He walked through the door with a stern look on his face, and showed no anger or authority.
"Old man."
The old servant of the housekeeper was the first to greet him.
"Where's Xiyue? Where's my precious grandson? Has she come back? She must have arrived early. Has she grown much taller? Has she eaten well in the past two days and is she accustomed to living there?" This statement showed a wise and powerful attitude.
destroy.
That old face is red and the eyes are shining, it's hard to describe...
"Um..." Before the housekeeper could speak, he was confused by dozens of questions in a row and didn't know which one to answer first.
Zhan Nantian smiled and said, "Let's go to Xiyue Pavilion."
"Zai Zai." The housekeeper seized the opportunity to speak, "On the day I come back, Miss Pingting..."
"Why, Pingting bullied Xiyue!" When Zhan Nantian heard these words, his beard suddenly crossed.
"No, no..." the housekeeper waved quickly, "It's just a small dispute. Miss Xiyue will fight, fight..."
"Ah!" The old man stared in shock, "Xiyue was injured again!"
Obviously, it was normal for Ling Xiyue to be injured inexplicably and be beaten, scolded and bullied in the past. The old man almost didn't think about it and just felt that way. In addition, when he came back, he was anxious and had no patience to listen to the housekeeper.
What are you talking about.
Turning around, a gust of wind disappeared.
"..."
The housekeeper stood there alone, confused in the wind.
"My lord, can you hear what I have to say..." Looking at Zhan Nantian's far away figure, the old housekeeper was about to burst into tears, "Who can bully that little ancestor now?"