famous moon

Chapter 8 Recapture the Relic
Yuwei also said happily: "My daughter, no matter when, no matter where, she will definitely attract all the attention. Daughter, if you become a crown princess, your mother will also be honored, and your father will definitely lift her up." As a flat wife, my mother will definitely become the mistress of the family."

Lin Qingfu said: "Third Auntie and Fourth Auntie have been eyeing each other all the time, and they both have sons, but you only have me as a daughter. You are alone and weak."

"Mother, why don't you know the relationship at this level, so this time, we are determined to win, and when the time comes, who will dare to oppose mother!"

In the room, the two mothers and daughters whispered quietly, it seemed that Lin Qingfu was no longer the princess.

The night quietly opened, listening to Yuxuanli.

Lin Qinghe raised her phoenix eyes slightly, and her gaze fell lightly on the very ordinary food, and said with a sneer: "The lesson from eating at noon is still not enough."

Ding Xiang blinked her eyes a few times, and said: "Miss, Manager Rong has said that the matter of the afternoon has been told to the Second Madam, let the Second Madam decide. I see her arrogant posture, and I am really worried for you, Miss."

Lin Qinghe sneered and said, "Hehe, is that right? I shouldn't be the one you have to worry about."

"Ah, is it possible that Miss is going to be beaten like a pig's head, and I have to be concerned, does someone else's hand hurt?"

"..."

Ding Xiang said: "Miss, what are you going to do next?"

"there is always a solution to a problem."

"The problem is that Miss, you have such a thin body, the servant is really worried whether you can stop it."

"Don't worry about it." Lin Qinghe was still very happy in her heart, Ding Xiang was at least caring about her, maybe later she would say that she would help stop it.

Ding Xiang said resentfully: "Miss, I don't want to worry about it, but if you can't stop me, my servant will definitely suffer. Huh, I'm only in my teens, it's a great youth, You can't just die like this! Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo.

Uh……

In Lin Qinghe's heart, there were ten thousand mud horses roaring past.

"Then hurry up and change your master."

"Miss, if I could choose, how could my slaves choose you? Who in the mansion doesn't know to follow you, just like a fly on the window screen. It seems that the future is bright, but in fact it is impossible to have a bright future. , Xiaocui is a living example."

As Ding Xiang said, her face was full of frustration, as if she was feeling sad for her unfortunate fate.

Lin Qinghe gave her a gouged look, and said, "Choosing the wrong servant is also a kind of sadness for the lady."

Especially for a servant like Ding Xiang who is heartless and not very smart, it is even more sad.

Lotus root Xiangzhou.

Early in the morning, Lin Qinghe and two servants broke into the fourth wife's yard, pointing to a red osmanthus, and said: "This is my mother's red osmanthus, dig it away!"

Seeing that she brought someone in, the fourth lady was already very angry, but now she added fuel to the fire, she immediately barked, like a mad dog, and scolded: "You are a thing that no one keeps! How dare you Grab things from my old lady's yard!"

Lin Qinghe laughed back in anger, and said, "Hmph, it's useless to talk too much, dig!"

"Who dares!"

Headed by the Fourth Madam, Qing Yuan Qingxiao led a few servants to line up, rolled up their sleeves, put one hand on their hips, and pointed their index fingers at Lin Qinghe and the other three.

Fourth Madam pointed at Lin Qinghe and said, "Go! Teach this bitch a lesson!"

A group of people rushed over, and the fourth lady took the lead and rushed to the front.

The figure swayed, and there were three screams, and the fourth lady, mother and son, who were at the front, were all beaten to the ground.

Lin Qinghe sneered and said, "Dig!"

Even the fourth lady was beaten like a frog, and the two servants quickly pretended not to see anything, and vigorously swung their hoes to dig up the sweet-scented osmanthus tree.

(End of this chapter)