The General’s Little Peasant Wife

Grandma looked at her wife helplessly, she was good at everything, just too strong.

“Ma'am, Grandma knows what your character is, but even for the sake of the young master, you have to put up with it. If you are dissatisfied with the master here, what should the young master do?” Grandma looked helplessly at Lady Xiao and said.

Mrs. Xiao clasped her lips and remained silent. She knew that Grandma was right. If it was just her, she could do whatever she wanted, but she also had a son.

“Grandma, I know.” Mrs. Xiao, accompanied by her grandmother, walked to the inner room, sat in front of the dresser and removed the veil from her face.

Grandma looked at her beautiful face with a smile on her face.

“Ma'am is beautiful, but why is Ma'am always wearing a veil?” Grandma really didn't understand this at all. Her wife looked so good that whoever saw it would move her heart. But she was wearing the veil all the time. The owner was also very good at seeing her remove the veil.

Mrs. Xiao glanced slightly and asked someone to take her white clothes and put them on, and let everyone out of the yard, accompanied by her grandmother, went to the garden in the yard.

When Master Xiao came from Aunt Ming, she saw Lady Xiao standing in the flower bush in her white clothes. The veil she had been wearing on her face somehow came off today, and she had a scissors in her hand and cut off all the flowers that had flowered so well and put them in the basket she was holding.

Seeing her like this, Xiao's eyes flashed with obvious amazement. No matter how many times he saw her, every time he saw her face, he felt shocked.

Perhaps the flowers in the basket were full. Lady Xiao walked out of the bush with the basket. Just turned around, Master Xiao stood not far away and looked at her obsessively. There was no redundant expression on her face, but she smiled slightly.

“The owner came and didn't want to come in at the door.” Lady Xiao stepped out and put the flower basket on the stone table, looking at Master Xiao's tone.

Master Xiao returned from his stupor to look at Mrs. Xiao, sitting at the stone table trimming the branches, and walked over and sat across from her.

“Madame, how could you be so happy today?” Master Xiao looked at Mrs. Xiao curiously, knowing that she would not do such things on weekdays.

“Just relaxing. ”

“Really? What was that thing you told me about?” Master Xiao suddenly thought of this, he looked at Mrs. Xiao and asked.

The smile on Mrs. Xiao's face became much more obvious, waved Granny back, then told Master Xiao about the matter.

“You mean the man who hurt Flame has arrived on the West Coast? ”

“Yes, and there is already a certain place here, the owner and the lady of the estate.” Mrs. Xiao looked at the word of Master Xiao and said.

“Ma'am, are you serious?” Master Xiao asked eagerly.

He was already extremely curious about Fuyuo Hills. He had also asked for someone to investigate. However, nothing had been investigated. I didn't expect her wife to know.

“Yes, Nangong Yan said so. ”

“Is he credible? ”

“Naturally, he is credible, and he is the biological father of the Lady of the Rugged Hills, although the two seem to have severed all ties.” How could Nangong Flame help them so pro bono if they hadn't broken up?

Master Xiao single-handedly slammed the desktop eyes slightly, looking forward, with a thought on his face.

“Blood ties can be broken if you say so? People like Nangong Yan are prone to rebellion.” Master Xiao still doesn't believe in Nangong Flame.

“Rest assured, Nangong Flame is nothing but a puppet for us.” Mrs. Xiao said with a grin.

Master Xiao was satisfied as soon as he heard it.

“Then I'm relieved that Madame will do whatever she has to do, and I support you.” Master Xiao smiled.

“Okay, but now is not the time to do it. ”

“Hmm?”

Mrs. Xiao told Master Xiao about the Neon Pavilion again.

“A genius, indeed.” Master Xiao couldn't help but sigh.