Interstellar Sound Kill

Chapter 63 The First Level ([-])
"Miss's great kindness, Ying'er will never forget it." Ying'er's hand paused for a moment, then she naturally put down the comb and began to curl her hair.

"I bring this up, not to make you grateful to me, besides, you should thank not me, but the mother who redeemed you." Leng Yumo lowered her head, Yinger couldn't figure out Leng Yumo's face on the expression.

Yinger recalled that the lady with a gentle appearance stretched out her hand to her, like a ray of light in her dark life, but so what, the lady is doomed to die after all, and I just choose the one who is good to me a road.

Leng Yumo slowly guided the direction of the conversation. Although the amount of information was not very large, it was enough for her to confirm that something was wrong with Yinger, and to confirm her thoughts even more.In the previous scene, I felt that there was something wrong with Ying'er. Although the mistress ordered her to step down, Yinger should actually be Wen Xixiao's maid. In any case, she would signal to Wen Xixiao when she stepped down. .On the surface, the relationship between Yinger and Wen Xixiao is like that of sisters, but in fact, Yinger doesn't pay attention to Wen Xixiao at all, and it can be clearly seen from her behavior and dialogue that it is tricky.

"Miss, it's done!"

Leng Yumo was suddenly interrupted by Yinger, glanced at herself in the bronze mirror, nodded to express her satisfaction, and then said: "The weather is nice today, let's go for a walk!" go.

Ying'er quickly followed, her heart was in a mess.

Leng Yumo walked casually, and unknowingly came to a flower garden.Leng Yumo thought: At present, I only have the memory of the main line, but I don't have the memory of some branch lines.This led to a disadvantage in action, and she couldn't speak easily, so she kept Ying'er first and found out Wen Xixiao's past before deciding on the next step.

"Ying'er, you said this flower blooms well." Leng Yumo was about to pick one off, but Ying'er stopped her in a panic: "Miss, it's the second miss's favorite, so I can't pick it."

Leng Yumo quickly caught those three characters, and felt that this was a key person. Leng Yumo still held the stem of the flower in her hand, and her eyes fell on the delicate and beautiful flower in front of her eyes: "Isn't it just a flower?" , she won't care about me."

"Miss, you also know that she will go to Madam to cry and complain. And the master will dislike you even more." Ying'er hastily explained the consequences.

"That's really good!" Leng Yumo folded lightly, and the flower was broken easily. It seems that it doesn't need to be so troublesome. Now, several key plot characters will show their faces. I am really curious about the previous video. The second lady and the master who appeared before.

But this Ying'er has betrayed the Lord seriously, and how much she cherishes the second lady's flowers makes me jealous.Leng Yumo disdainfully threw the flowers on the ground, turned around and left, not caring about Yinger's whereabouts, deliberately leaving Yinger a chance to inform her.

"Bitch, didn't I tell you to watch her carefully?" Second Miss Wen Yuluo slapped Ying'er hard.

"Second Miss, I stopped her, but she is the master after all." Ying'er knelt on the ground and said submissively.

"What kind of master is she? She's just a dog in the water that no one loves." Wen Yurao sat on a chair, admiring the bright colors of Koudan on her nails.

"That's right, that's right, dog in the water." Ying'er quickly echoed, hoping that the second lady could calm down.

"Okay, isn't it just picking a flower! I will teach her a lesson." Wen Yuluo smiled fiercely.

Yinger knelt in fear, Wen Yurao hooked her fingers, Yinger hurried forward, Wen Yurao lifted Yinger's chin with one finger, and said: "This face is not bad, don't worry, after all You have also paid a lot for us, and when the time is right, I will make you my brother's concubine. You can retire now, and remember to report in time if you have anything to do."

Ying'er nodded happily, and promised: "Miss, don't worry, I will take good care of Miss."

Wen Yurao waved her hand impatiently, indicating that she could go, and Ying'er hurriedly asked her to leave.

After Ying'er left, Mrs. Wen came in, and seeing Wen Yurao's sullen face, she stepped forward to comfort her distressedly, "Rao'er, what's wrong?"

"Wuuuuuu~, mother, one of the rich and noble flowers that my father gave me is gone." Wen Yuluo said aggrievedly with her mouth puckered.

"It's just a flower. If it's gone, it'll be gone. I'll ask your father to send you off again." Mrs. Wen coaxed softly.

"But those were the flowers my father gave me. I cherish every one of them very much. My sister actually picked one without knowing it." Wen Yuluo sobbed sadly.

"Mother, do you think my sister doesn't like me?" Wen Yurao asked cautiously.

"Give her face, don't care what she thinks." Madam Wen held Wen Yurao's hand and coaxed: "Rao'er, as long as you know, you are the eldest lady of this family, and mother will take care of everything. , as long as you are carefree."

"Well, mother is the best!" Wen Yurao hugged Mrs. Wen happily, and Mrs. Wen patted Wen Yurao's back lightly, thinking of some excuses to teach Wen Xixiao a lesson. Too simple will make people feel preoccupied.

Wen Yurao, who was hugging Mrs. Wen, raised the corners of her lips successfully, her eyes were full of pride, Wen Xixiao, you will never turn over, I never thought that you would be vulnerable without a mother.

On that side, Ying'er planned to take advantage of Leng Yumo's inattention and come back unknowingly, but she didn't expect Leng Yumo to sit at the desk and wait for her arrival. Leng Yumo saw the sneaky figure and said: "Yinger, where have you been?"

Ying'er stood up instantly, feeling a little embarrassed at the door, she didn't know whether to just bow like this, find an excuse to leave, or go into the study to wait for the eldest lady: "Miss, I went to the laundry room."

"Really? You come in first." Leng Yumo held the brush in his hand and practiced calligraphy like flowing water.

Yinger stayed silently studying the ink, the atmosphere was quiet for a while, only the rustling sound of the brush across the paper.

Ying'er's heart was suspended, and her hands trembled a little uneasily.Leng Yumo glanced casually, and knew it well, it seemed that Yinger's small report had already been typed, and it was effortless.

After a while, Leng Yumo just stopped writing, looked at Yinger, and noticed the shocking palm print on Yinger's face, and touched it pretending to be distressed, Yinger gasped for air with a hiss, and was immersed in it all the time. Only then did Yinger, who was in her dream of marrying the young master, realize the obvious slap marks on her face.

Leng Yumo straightened his face and asked, "What's wrong with your face? Why, even my people are going to be beaten now?"

(End of this chapter)