Prince Abandoned Concubine: Broth Ji Jiu'er

Chapter 28 Ji Jiu'er, Don't Cry (2)

"How does Yunsu know so many things about the prison? I will never get along with her again! Hmph!" Yunsu exposed her in front of so many people, and didn't regard her as a friend at all.

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, Jiu'er snapped out a firewood that was still burning and poked at Xiao Liangchen,

Xiao Liangchen jumped away in fright when he saw the fire, and yelled back as he jumped out of the kitchen, "Ji Jiuer, you crazy woman, be careful that no one will dare to marry you in the future! A dog bites Lu Dongbin and doesn't know a good heart. Yunsu and I don't want to talk to you anymore!"

"Nagging like a bitch, you are Yunsu's follower, get lost!"

Jiu'er yelled louder than him, the fire on the firewood was burning and suddenly fell down, accidentally scalding her hand, the pain made her grin her teeth and yelp, she rushed outside to use well water After washing my hands, I ran back to the kitchen and saw that the firewood had reached the stove.

In another rush, Jiu'er cleaned up the stove while sneezing, and finally boiled the water. Looking at the half piece of ginger on the stove, she couldn't get rid of it anyway.

Tears rolled back and forth in her eyes without falling, and Jiu'er struggled to carry the hot water to her utility room.

She wants to take a bath, she can't let herself get sick, she still has mother and sister to take care of, she can't get sick, not at all.

When she woke up the next day, Jiu'er started to cough, and she was a little light-headed when she walked.

From the building in front, there was a delicate voice asking for peace.

"Auspicious son!"

"Auspicious son!"

This is the greeting that only the girls would have when Mr. Ce came to the daughter's building. Jiu'er rolled her eyes, and she wanted to take back the padded jacket that was put on Mr. Ce that night.

After making up her mind, Jiu'er grabbed her straw-like hair and ran to the daughter's building, followed the sound and went upstairs, and heard the voice of Gongzi Ce in Die Luo's room.

The door was ajar, Jiu'er peeked out a little head, and saw Yunsu sitting in front of the piano and strumming the strings, and the young man who was lying in a pool of blood the night before was drinking with Die Luo in his arms. The butterfly has not yet fallen high, so the picture looks a little weird.

(End of this chapter)