Conceited Princess Hard To Please

Sure enough, the shangshufu was not long gone.

Su Jingfeng felt a headache: "my God! What's going on here? Mother, how black is your face like charcoal

When he saw the kitchen, she was angry? Why don't you get some water to put out the fire

"With so many servants, where can I do it?" Su Jingfeng spread out his hands, not anxious to look at the coming and going servants.

Mrs. Su slapped him on the shoulder: "if something big happens, I'll put it all on your head."

"It's none of my business." Su Jingfeng face aggrieved, want to continue bargaining, but Mrs. Su has already turned away.

"Mother, you are not interesting enough." Su Jingfeng's face was full of anger. At this time, he saw his father who had just come over, and his face was covered with joy.

"Father, mother will burn the kitchen, you see." Su Jingfeng looked forward to his father saying something about his mother, so that he could get rid of her nagging, but he didn't, but he didn't

"Why don't you know to help? What are you doing here? " Su Zhengcang was angry. Su Jingfeng shudder body, even voice way: "I know."

Originally just perfunctory, but saw that Su Zhengcang didn't mean to leave. Su Jingfeng sniffed and looked at Su Zhengcang with pathetic eyes to express his refusal.

However, it didn't have any effect. Instead, he was glared at: "it's really miserable. My parents knew to bully me. Even Su Jingyun, the guy, now also shows me many times."

"Not yet." Su Zhengcang frowned, until he saw Su Jingfeng carrying the bucket to the well to draw water, he did not give up.

After a long time of work, the fire in the kitchen reduced. Su Jingfeng raised his hand to wipe the sweat on his forehead, and looked at his almost wet robe: "ah!"

It can be said that every day should not be called, called the ground is not working, father and mother are not here, only a poor looking at his servants.

His future image in front of the servants is all gone

Su Jingyun rested for a day, and gradually recovered some strength. With the help of Miao Miao, she could barely stand up.

Suddenly, she saw a flash of figure outside the window, her whole body was tense up, and subconsciously touched the jade pendant in front of her neck.

She didn't know who the people outside were. Under the strict guard of the Shangshu mansion, she could still sneak in, but vaguely felt in her mind that the people outside might have been the one who chased her last time.

She is still sick, and if she is held again, she will not escape.

Without any hesitation, she took off the jade pendant and put it under the pillow. Although she didn't know what the function of this thing was, she felt that it must be very important.

She sat on the bed without saying a word, but the hand inside the sleeve of her hand was pinched tightly, and the tension spread throughout her body.

No, it can't go on like this. Su Jingyun holds the chair and slowly approaches the door. As soon as it is opened, he shouts: "help, help."

She can't wait to be killed and wait for others to take her life. She must strike first. If she is lucky, she may not die.

Her forehead could not help but seep out a trace of cold sweat. This time, she was really fighting with her life.

"It's me."

Su Jingyun instantly recognized that the owner of the voice, just wanted to speak, but his mouth was tightly covered.

Xuanyuan looked around and saw someone coming. He quickly covered Su Jingyun's mouth and closed the door, "Shhh! Nod if you understand

Su Jingyun listen to this gentle words, eyes almost wet, turned out to be Xuanyuan, she almost thought that tonight will be planted here.

Although excited in his heart, he nodded his head seriously. Xuanyuan Xuan let her go. After being able to speak, Su Jingyun immediately said, "you Why are you here? "

She was as soft as a quilt and hung on Xuanyuan.

Su Jingyun is so weak that he has to breathe for half a day even when he says a word.

Xuanyuan's frown slightly, but it can't be checked: "someone has come, I have to hide first."

"Ah Su Jingyun suddenly remembered that he had just yelled at the door. He was afraid that the whole shangshufu people would be attracted by her.

"Jingyun, what's the matter with you?"

Whose footstep sound is closer and closer, Xuan Yuan Xuan picked up Su Jingyun and rolled to the bed: "hold me tight."

See Su Jingyun has not responded, Xuanyuan immediately hugged her, will be tightly covered by the quilt, only show her face.

Two people close together, breathing clearly visible, Su Jingyun some uncomfortable twist waist, but was pinched by Xuanyuan.

"Don't move!" He said in a low voice.

Su Jingyun was honest at once. She could tell which one was more important than the other. She did not talk about her daughter's house. She was alone with a man in the middle of the night, and her reputation disappeared.

Another is Xuanyuan's identity, she does not want to implicate him.

"Aunt, sister Jingyun must be in danger. Let's knock the door open first. If it's OK, sister Jingyun won't blame us."Su Jingyun slightly frowned, how can there be her Luo Ying, every day idle nothing to do?

What she didn't know was that Luo Ying kept an eye on her movements all the time and would never let go of any trouble.

Mrs. Su thought that she had just heard Su Jingyun's words. Her face was very ugly. She opened the door directly. When she saw her daughter lying in bed, she was deeply relieved.

"What happened? But what happened? " Mrs. Su came to Su Jingyun, her eyes fell on the quilt, and she couldn't help frowning.

"What's the matter with you?" Mrs. Su subconsciously put her hand in.

"No Su Jingyun exclaimed and quickly bent his knee: "Niang, my leg is a little painful, so I feel a little better."

Listen to Su Jingyun said so, the doubt in the eyes of Mrs. Su gradually dissipated.

But suddenly thought of what, fierce mouth: "what is going on? Who is going to kill you? "

Su Jingyun was stunned. Subconsciously, he wanted to look at Xuanyuan, but he held back: "ah! It really hurts me

"Where is the pain? I'll rub it with you." As soon as Mrs. Su approaches, Su Jingyun hugs Xuanyuan tightly and slowly approaches the inside.

"Mother, I don't have a physical pain, I have a stomachache. I've had porridge for a whole day today." Since Su Jingyun last told Mrs. Su where her stomach is, Mrs. Su has kept it in mind.

"I'll help you rub your stomach. You're not well yet. The doctor said that you can only eat light." She said with some heartache.

"Niang, I don't care. I just want to eat. If I can't, I can eat cakes." Su Jingyun's teeth clenched his lips, staring at Mrs. Su, tensed up for fear that she would come closer.

"Well..."