After marrying Prince Mobei, the beauties were crazily criticized and favored crazily

He Lan Linzhang lifted the curtain and walked in like the owner of a gambling shop, without the momentum of the last boudoir, cupped his hands and said, "Miss Nine."

Luo Xiyao raised her eyelids, looked at this strange yet familiar tall man, her eyes were calm, "Boss Jia?"

The corners of He Lan Linzhang's mouth were slightly pursed, and his brows were bright, which actually gave his ordinary face an inexplicable strangeness, "It's convenient for Miss Luo Jiu."

"In my opinion, none of them are easy to announce. If the Seventh Prince doesn't mind, I'll call him Seventh Brother."

He Lan called "Jiu Niang" from Linzhang, "Jiu Niang has been letting the lame gamble with money recently, disrupting the order of the casino, and letting the beggars stare at the surroundings. There must be something important to discuss?"

"I want you to help me find someone."

"Oh?"

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Luo Xiyao looked at her mother who was hanging on the bed curtain with her head drooping and her face was blue, and fiercely like a wolf, she took out a dagger and cut open the bed curtain.

Her mother was not good at walking, and it was impossible for her to hang herself by stepping on a stool.

So she could only half lean on the bed, using the bed curtain to slowly strangle herself to death.

This kind of firm determination and decisiveness is worthy of fighting on the battlefield with his father.

She was always one step late.

It turns out that you really love my daughter and are willing to trade your life for a smooth life for me.

But you are like this, what should I do?

I managed to crawl back from hell, but it was too late to recover.

Luo Xiyao doesn't believe it, she doesn't believe it!
She pressed her trembling hands to the side of her mother's neck, and there was silence and coldness in her hands.

It was dark before her eyes, and she fell on her mother, lying in her mother's arms intimately as she was when she was a child.

Luo Xiyao woke up to Mu Xiang's crying.

"Wuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu...

"Don't cry." Luo Xiyao raised her arms and looked around, knowing that she was still in Qingyun Observatory, the courtyard where her mother lived for many years.

The unique aroma of holly surrounds the surroundings, as if far away from the world.

But she knew that she was just an ordinary person.

She can't let it go, and she can't forget it.

She wants them to taste all the suffering in the world, and pay with their blood!
"Currently there will be chaos in the Luo Mansion, you go back secretly and put me in... and then go..." Luo Xiyao whispered, "Can it be done?"

Mu Xiang bit her lower lip and nodded, "Yes."

"Good girl." Luo Xiyao patted Mu Xiang's head, "Go!"

Mu Xiang ran two steps, then came back quietly, "Girl, you won't abandon me, will you?"

Luo Xiyao shook her head, "No. I swear on my life."

"No, no, no." Mu Xiang cheered up, but felt that something was wrong, the third wife died by the bedside, how could she laugh? "The servant girl will do it now."

Luo Xiyao was already wearing a hibiscus purple dress today, but it looked black at night.

She went to Xiao Daotong and asked for white linen to wrap around her waist, and strode out.

Wang Momo's eyes were red and swollen, and she was chanting scriptures beside the coffin. When she saw her coming in, she got up and greeted her, "When Madam is not well, everything has been prepared. Now... Miss, you... stay with Madam for a while!"

"Yes." Luo Xiyao put on the incense and knelt down beside Grandma Wang, "Who has mother seen recently?" Grandma Wang frowned in thought and quickly shook her head, "Madam has morning classes every day and has lunch. I read scriptures in my room when I eat, and rarely leave the hospital."

"Do you want to ask the Taoist priest and Taoist boy in the temple again?"

"There is no outsider resting in the guest house recently, this old slave will never be wrong." Wang Momo looked at Luo Xiyao, "Ninth Miss suspects that someone has harmed Madam?"

Luo Xiyao sighed, and told Mother Wang about the imperial decree to marry her and marry Mobei.

She thought she would make it in time, but because officers and soldiers blocked the road...

A dream for many years, a blow to the head.

Nanny Wang is a smart person, and she understood Madam's intentions in an instant. Madam wanted the nine girls to go into mourning so that the court could retreat, but how did Madam know about this?

She held Luo Xiyao's hand tightly, "Madam can't let Madam's wishes be in vain, girl must..."

"No." Luo Xiyao straightened her back, "Mother wants me to be safe, but I don't want to be a bird in a cage. Sister, do you know... Rather than thinking that the cage will protect the bird from harm, why not?" Let the bird turn into a cage, and the danger will be imprisoned and annihilated."

"Girl..." Wang Momo was dumbfounded, she hadn't seen her for ten years, why did the girl seem to be a different person? "The girl was frightened by the imperial edict, right? Since the girl has already opened her mouth to resist the edict, why don't you take this opportunity..."

"I'm resisting the will, not the will of reconciliation." Luo Xiyao said unhurriedly, "Only when the will is completely negated, can there be room for bargaining. I want these self-righteous people to know that not everyone , will follow the path drawn by them.”

"I want to walk my way." Luo Xiyao looked at the bottomless eyes of the candle, and whispered softly: "Whoever stands in the way dies."

Grandma Wang didn't hear her words clearly, but subconsciously felt a little afraid and distressed for such a girl, "Miss, a good girl of Grandma, it's the master and madam who left early and made the girl suffer. Is there anything Grandma can do?" The girl just said, if Mammy says no, I will be struck by lightning from heaven."

"I know Mammy treats me well..."

After seven days of mourning, the priest in the Taoist temple also recited scriptures for seven days.

The coffin of the third lady did not return to the Luo Mansion, but was carried directly to the Luo family's ancestral grave for burial.

The third master has been missing for many years, and what is buried next to the third wife's coffin is nothing but the tomb of the third master.

Luo Xiyao handed over Nanny Wang's body deed to her, gave her some silver taels, and rode away after a few words of advice.

The second mistress pinched the second master, and the second master immediately arranged for someone to follow secretly.

"You said Jiuniang was only used by two people like this, and she let go of their deeds. What is she going to do?" Second Mistress was really worried that Luo Xiyao would go crazy and hurt her own girl, "Obviously it's the third room, so return the wife Madame's cry, those who don't know think that the Luo family is the master of their third bedroom!"

"Okay! Death is the most important thing." The second master frowned, "The situation is already like this, just wait for Eunuch Chen to bring her into the palace and see how His Majesty will deal with it."

Although Eunuch Chen is still in Luo Mansion, the letter has been delivered.

After receiving the reply and seeing His Majesty's imperial pen, he was a little afraid to go back.

The guards around him reminded: "Why don't you urge Second Master Luo."

"I need to remind you." Eunuch Chen drooped his brows and eyes, "No wonder the third master of the Luo Mansion disappeared after he disappeared. There is really no one who can do anything."

As for Master Luo, he didn't even mention it.

Luo Xiyao knew that some things couldn't be cleared up in a short while, except for hatred, she now had nothing to worry about, so she directly and easily agreed with Chen Gonggong on the date of going to Beijing, so she went in and out of Luo Mansion all day long.

The old lady was very dissatisfied with this, but she also knew that Luo Xiyao could not be messed with at this time.

You can't hit the mouse and hurt the jade bottle.

Luo Xiyao didn't care about Luo Mansion.

She was dressed in men's clothing and was sitting in the backyard of a gambling house in Pingcheng drinking tea. (end of this chapter)