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Looking at the two pieces of cloth in front of him, and thinking of what the person who gave the cloth had just said, Fang Yurong's expression was slightly surprised and whispered softly: "Is it her?"

She leaned on the table and pondered for a while, then said to the people around her: "Go and call the third lady."

"Huh? Why is this ice silk satin in our house? Mother? Where did it come from?" As soon as I entered the door, I saw two pieces of cloth on the table, one of which was the one she saw outside today. .

"Let me ask you, did you meet a beautiful woman outside today?" Fang Yurong asked slowly, focusing on his daughter.

"How did my mother know?" Miss Ruan San was stunned, looked at the cloth, and then suddenly said, "I know, did that woman dare not ask for it, so she sent this cloth?"

"Stop talking nonsense." She whispered and said, "Tell me, what does that woman look like? She... Does she have no cultivation level?"

I was surprised by her mother’s attitude. Although she was puzzled, she still said: "The appearance is pretty beautiful, but I don’t think there is a mother’s beauty. As for the cultivation base, it is indeed not cultivated, but looks like an ordinary Nothing more than beautiful women, there was a boy and a girl next to her, her children."

Hearing this, she thought, and said to a middle-aged woman next to her: "Let me ask where she lives. Besides, prepare a post, when my birthday will bring her and her children over."

"Yes." The middle-aged woman on the side responded, and then stepped back.

"Mother, why should you invite them? I don't like that woman." Ruan San said displeasedly.

When she heard this, she frowned and said, "You are the third lady of the Ruan family. You should pay attention to your words and deeds. What should be said and what should not be said. You have to have a sense of measure. Go on! Recently, too. Don't run out, stay at home and help prepare for the banquet."

"Yes." Seeing her mother's face sinking, she answered, bowed out after a salute.

It was night, Feng Jiu was lying on the bed, thinking about the scenes of today, and the more she felt that this beautiful woman was a little bit invisible. She was lying on the bed with her spiritual consciousness released. After feeling that Xie Yutang in the same hospital had fallen asleep, she Quietly got up, put on a black dress and sprang out lightly in the dark...

Avoiding some secret guards in the mansion, she was going to Xie's house to look for clues to climbing the fairy ladder. When she passed the old man's yard, she faintly heard the voice of conversation, so she quietly came to the roof with her breath. Going through the slits, I saw two people sitting and talking inside.

It is Xie Yan and his father.

"This will allow me to serve as the third elder of the main house, and assign the South Yard to us. In the eyes of others, this is an excellent thing, but the more so, the more worried I am!" He sighed and shook his head.

"I know what my father is worried about, and I also know why the Patriarch takes our family so seriously." Xie Yan said in a calm voice, "The climb to the fairy ladder is only open once a year, and there are only seven or eight months left until the next climb in the fairy ladder. Time! There are not many people in Xie’s family who have the ability to go to the fairy ladder."

"They pin their hopes on me, which is quite excusable. It's just that the ancestors didn't even get on the stairs back then. What I am worried about now is that if I had some accident in the stairs, that……"