reborn princess

Chapter 62
Besides him, she didn't know who else she could take advantage of?

After all, she is only eight years old now, so what can an eight-year-old girl be, no matter how scheming she is?She has no power!There is no one at hand.

She doesn't want to wait either!
Because she can't afford to wait!

Mrs. Zhuang is not dead, and Song Jiayin's meal today was for nothing. Because of her embarrassment, the second wife will definitely not speak well to her in the future, and maybe she will take her anger on Aunt Sui.

This is not what she wants!

Xuan Chen looked at her quietly for a while, and didn't take the opportunity to put forward any conditions to threaten her. Instead, he smiled, "I hope you can remember the promise you made today!"

She was a little surprised and a little surprised, "Are you willing to help me?"

Xuan Chen pursed his lips, smiled slightly, grabbed the writing brush on the table, added two medicines on the prescription, and crossed out one medicine, then got up, without even asking who she wanted to kill, and went leave.

After a while, Liu'er came over, took the prescription and went to get the medicine for Song Jiayin. After taking the medicine back, she boiled the medicine again, helped Song Jiayin drink it, and then went back to Sui's house to do her own business .

In the afternoon, the accountant sent silver frost charcoal from yard to yard, but only Shi Sanniang's yard was left behind.

For this reason, Ba Niang came here and laughed at her.

"The supply of Yinshuang charcoal this month is pretty good. It's 120 catties, and there are four big baskets. My house is burning like a warm pavilion. If Thirteen Niang's house is too cold, why don't you go to my house Sit down. No matter how poor my house is, there is still a girl who can serve tea and water, much better than you. When guests come, no one will even hand you a glass of water." Ba Niang sat on the wooden couch at the door of the inner room , holding a cloisonné enamel hand stove in both hands, with a proud face and a picky mouth.

Wen Jinyu ignored her, just stood in front of the desk, writing big characters rigidly.

After a few days, she could hardly pretend anymore. Although she was impatient, she should go to "Yilan Court" to deal with it anyway, otherwise it would not be a problem if she didn't go to school all the time.Madam Xu, who was sent by the palace, was very strict with them. She had to write ten big characters every day, even if she was Xiu Mu, she had to write.

Seeing that she didn't respond to her words, Ba Niang couldn't help being a little annoyed, she stood up with a cold snort, "I'm a bold person to still be Thirteen Niangs, I didn't expect that I was also a coward, even the silver frost charcoal was confiscated, so I dare not Go and get justice for yourself."

Ba Niang sneered at her here for a long time, the purpose was just to persuade her to go to the accountant to make trouble again, maybe this time she would be dealt with severely.

"Perhaps the accountant forgot today, maybe it will be delivered tomorrow!" Wen Jinyu said without raising his head, if the accountant thinks that he will suffer from being dumb, he is very wrong.

She likes to eat everything now, but she doesn't like to suffer!
"Hehe..." Ba Niang giggled exaggeratedly. "I kindly remind Thirteenth Sister, you'd better go to the cashier and ask, maybe if people forget it, they won't be able to remember it anymore!"

Wen Jinyu sneered nonchalantly and said, "Thank you, Eighth Sister, for reminding me! It's cold in my room. If Eighth Sister sits down again and catches typhoid fever, don't blame me!"

"Yo..." Ba Niang sneered. "Thirteen Niangs are driving people away!"

"Eighth Sister is overthinking. If Eighth Sister likes to suffer from the cold here, I don't have any objections. Let's sit with Eighth Sister and have fun. But, I don't know how the injury on Seventh Sister's face is?" Wen Jinyu finished speaking , and never spoke again.

(End of this chapter)