Biquge www.xbiquge.cc, the fastest update to the latest chapter of the Rebirth of a Lady: The Second Wife of the Hou Mansion!Then she moved her gaze to the vase on the table, and she also saw the pear blossoms in the vase.
"Guo'er," the woman hurriedly stretched out her hand to hold the child, but the nanny suddenly backed away, also letting the woman's hand fall in the air, but she didn't touch the child's hair.
"I'm sorry, princess, the little princess may be tired, but the maidservant won't take her back to rest."
The nurse said so, her tone was humble, but she didn't even bend her waist.
And when she finished speaking, she left the place without looking back in her arms, only the little girl lying on her shoulders was still looking at the woman behind her.
Within those black pearl-like pupils, there may only be a bunch of pear flowers left.
The feminine own chest hurts, and she waved her hand quickly, you are all going down, and then I will ask Mother Qiu to come in.
Before long, no one arrived in this house.
Mother Qiu also opened the curtain and walked in.
As a result, as soon as she came in, she heard a creak, and a cup hit her feet, which shocked her.
"My ancestor, what are you doing?"
Mother Qiu hurried over and took down the cups that the woman wanted to throw away. These cups were not simple things. One of them was broken. I don't know how much money was lost.
"Mother..." The woman just said, and she got annoyed.
Mother Qiu was also shocked, and she even covered her mouth in a hurry.
"Wang Hao, are you confused?"
The woman just sat down on the chair and said, "Mother, there are no outsiders here now. What about us is our own business, besides, now the whole house is our own people. Should we be afraid that the wall has ears? ?"
Even though she said that, Mother Qiu still felt extremely unreliable in her heart.
"Meijiao, do you have to bear with me?"
She sank her face and was also training her daughter, "Although the people in this mansion are all ours, you can't show your feet, let people know."
"Mother, don't worry," Jin Meijiao adjusted her clothes. "When that person asked me to pretend to be her, I had already learned 80% of it, and it was decidedly unrecognized. Didn’t Princess Jun also not recognize it?"
But be careful. Mother Qiu was always afraid in her heart. Since she arrived in this mansion, she never had a good night's sleep.
"Meijiao, when the prince comes back, you will have a good show of life. Now we are only temporarily living here. Only if you truly become that person, then everything in the palace can be ours."
"Mother, don't worry, I know." Jin Meijiao's face flushed when she thought of the fairy-like prince.
How could she avoid the young girl Huaichun, not to mention being such a celestial person, and even such a high position.
"But mother..." Jin Meijiao thought of the child who was there again, and her heart was full of hatred.
"What's the matter with that little bastard? At first, he was close to me, but in recent days, it has become more and more difficult to manage. Even the nanny guarded me against me. A thief."
And at this point, she couldn't help being frustrated.
"Mother, I guess she must know my true identity."
Mother Qiu couldn't help but bit her old teeth again. How could she not feel that every time the nurse looked at the mother and daughter, it was like where they came from.
But the partiality, they can change all the people in this house, and they can all turn the people inside into their own confidantes, but the partiality is the one who can't move.
"Mother, what are we going to do?"
Jin Meijiao is angry with that child.
"With that little bastard, how can I have a bright future in the future?"
And she had never seen a child with such a strange temperament, especially when she was looking at people, her eyes were painful and unbearable.
Mother Qiu also lost her face, and she also felt that the child was also terrifying, and of course it was also the most terrifying existence to stay with them.
"It's better..."
Mother He made a motion of wiping her neck.
"Nothing."
Jin Meijiao didn't have the guts.
"Mother, if that person comes back, he will kill us."
"It's not that we lost it, is it related to us?"
Mother Qiu sneered, "It's not that there is a nanny, it will be done by pushing her on her body. The little princess is the most dear to that person on weekdays. He doesn't even want us to touch it. This is really true for us. Irrelevant."
When Jin Meijiao heard this, her heart was a little moved.
From the beginning, when she arrived here, she was afraid of everything, she was walking on thin ice, being cautious, and even a pouring girl here was afraid, but after more than a year, her courage grew and grew. The longer she grew more terrifying, and of course she became more and more greedy. In the end, even she herself couldn't take it anymore.
So now, she really hit the child with her idea.
Guo'er was being held by the nanny and walking, but suddenly, she turned her head back, and then kept staring at a woman holding a broom not far away.
"Nanny, I want to come down."
She whispered to the nurse.
The nurse quickly put her down, and Guo'er let go of the nurse's hand, and before the nurse did not respond, she ran forward.
Shen Qingci turned his head back suddenly, feeling that his heart was tight, and it was the kind of speechless discomfort that filled the corner of his eyes.
Guo'er stretched out her little hand and also pulled her sleeve. She tilted her little head, and then suddenly opened her mouth and smiled at her.
Shen Qingci placed the broom in her hand on the ground, her lips trembling, and she also slowly stretched out her hand, but at this moment, the nanny on one side also ran over and hugged Guo'er.
"Little princess, shall we go back?"
Guo'er looked back at Shen Qingci, her small mouth was also flattened, she sucked her little nose, and the teardrops rolled down quickly.
Shen Qingci looked at Guo'er, who was held by the nurse, and clenched his hands firmly.
Turning around, she picked up the broom on the ground again, and then swept up the fallen leaves on the ground.
That night, everyone was asleep, only her, or she couldn't fall asleep over and over again. She sat up and looked at the door. What if she went out?
Then involuntarily, she clenched her hand again, and finally concealed such an impulse.
Yes, this is impulse, this is terrible impulse.
And she has passed the time when she needs to be impulsive, and a momentary impulse is a great taboo. If it weren't for her to be calm and self-treating, the grass on the grave that was already dead might be sharp.