Chapter 3

After performing a scene of deep love between mother and daughter, Princess Rong left with satisfaction.

Su Yao sat on the bed, thoughts churning in his mind.

She lived in modern times, grew up in an orphanage, and with her outstanding looks, she worked hard in the entertainment circle and finally won the trophy of actress, but before she could be happy, she was caught by that man in the name of love killed.

After crossing, she became an ordinary girl in Yuji Village. She thought that life was boring, but unexpectedly met her parents who loved her to the bone.

At that time, she had a high fever, and her parents carried her for more than ten miles to the city to seek medical treatment. They knelt in the snow for an hour, knocked her head and knocked on the door of the hospital...

Afterwards, her hometown encountered a catastrophe, so she had no choice but to flee with her parents. During the escape, her parents would rather eat hay roots and leave the last bit of food for her and her younger brother, and those vicious people Yazi desperately wanted to keep her...

The family relationship she had been chasing for so long was suddenly placed in front of her. She had already stretched out her hand and was about to grab it firmly, but unexpectedly it was completely destroyed in the blink of an eye!

Seeing Su Yao's silence, Madam Zhao, who was transferred to take care of her, panicked: "Miss, are you alright?"

Su Yao came back to his senses, slowly raised his head, and shook his head obediently, with a look of grievance on his pale and delicate face: "Nurse, my hand hurts, it's fine."

Facing Su Yao's gaze, Mother Zhao sighed inwardly.

Her eyes are exquisite and natural. After a beautiful arc, the tails of her eyes are slightly raised, and the pupils are black and penetrating, like a thick night, but they reveal a bit of light, with an indescribable Smart and charming, at this time, the ignorant, foggy water light seems to be able to see into the heart of a person at a glance.

This Su Yao's eyes are actually more delicate than the real eldest lady...

"Miss, bear with me, it will be fine in two days."

"Well, Mammy, I want to rest, and you should go back earlier to rest."

"Yes."

When the room was silent, Su Yao got out of bed.

In winter, even if the brazier was lit, it still couldn't keep out the chill that invaded the surroundings. As soon as her bare feet touched the ground, she felt weak under her feet. She should have not eaten for two days...

Taking a deep breath, Su Yao pursed her lips and walked to the dressing table little by little. The bronze mirror was as smooth as water, reflecting her thin figure.

She raised her hand to caress her exquisite and unparalleled eyebrows, and a dark light flowed in her heart.

Father, mother, brother, thank you for your blessings in the sky, I still remember what happened before, don’t worry, I will not be as impulsive as before, I will send down the murderers who killed you one by one, and kowtow to apologize to you!
On the other side of the Guanxia Courtyard, the maid Ling Yuan brought refreshments to the real Mu Ninghua: "Miss, you can rest easy if you have someone to go to Beijing to take risks for you."

Mu Ninghua picked up the scroll again, and the corners of her bright red lips raised slightly: "Have you sent the handguards made for father and elder brother?"

"Reporting to miss, it has already been sent. The prince praised the miss for her filial piety, and the eldest son is also very happy."

"That's good."

She is the eldest lady of Rong Wangfu, all she needs is to be gentle, generous and considerate to her parents. As for the matter of working hard, it is natural for others to do it for her.

Concubine Rong spent enough money, and Su Yao recovered quickly.

It's just that every time she wanted to go out of this yard, she was stopped by Zhao Momo with the excuse of resting her body.

She sat in front of the bronze mirror, combing her black hair little by little.

She had to find a way to get out, she knew too little about Rong Wang's mansion, and if she didn't know anything, even if she wanted to take revenge, she could only be powerless.

Just as he was thinking, there were footsteps at the door.

There were two footsteps, one of which was very familiar, it was Zhao Momo, and the other one, the sound was calm, landing lightly...

(End of this chapter)

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