I Became A Virtuous Wife and Loving Mother in another Cultivation World

At the end of the song, the scattered people leave the tea to cool down, Huanxi glances at Kang'er and says aggrievedly: "Are you ready?"

Kanger nodded.

Huanxi looked indifferently at the snow-white Gubaigolin in the distance: It’s not that she doesn’t want to get everything here, but she firmly believes that it’s stupid to act without knowing the details of the enemy, and she Lu Xinyi doesn’t fight uncertain battles .

Kanger looked at the mistress who was younger than her and felt sorry for her that she shouldn't marry into the Long family at such an age.

In short, if you enter this Long Tomb Castle and become the mistress of the Dragon Family, your death will be doomed. As early as the day when the master married the mistress, people will secretly mortgage the time of the mistress' death, but as the maids of this year's mistress, they will do their best. One's own responsibilities, but whether or not you will confide in them depends on whether the mistress is worth following.

Xu Huanxi squinted her eyes to avoid the sun's tears on the snow, and wanted to leave mockingly, but just as she started, a panicked little girl ran over and said, "It's not good! Mistress! The big thing is not right. !"

Xu Huanxi immediately frowned and said, "It's none of her business!"

Kang Er stopped her and said, "What's wrong?"

The little girl knelt down directly: "Aunt Fu is dead!"

Kanger and Fuer immediately looked at Huanxi.

Huan Xi blinked her eyes and looked at them blankly: Didn't today's death make it clear that she was in trouble!

"The mistress, Aunt Fu, is my master's favorite aunt recently."

En is tantamount to telling her it was murder! "What should I do?" There's no need to worry about murdering her.

Kang'er looked distressed and said: "Aunt Fu's descendants are young, but Aunt Fu just gave birth to a pair of twins yesterday, how should I arrange the fetuses now? Will I also send them to the Chaoxi Hospital?"

Huanxi didn't understand: "How did you do it before?"

"It was Aunt Situ who took care of it before."

"Let my sister handle it, I can't do it."

"It's the mistress." Kang'er turned to the visitor and said, "Go to Tianzi Pavilion and tell Aunt Situ how to deal with it."

"Yes." The little girl ran away in a panic again.

Huan Xi looked at the back of her running away, and looked at the calm Kang Er, who raised her mouth gracefully: It seems that people often die in this Long Tomb Fort!

Huan Xi brushed a piece of falling snow and said casually: "Where is Chaoxi Courtyard.

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"Hui Mistress Zhaoxiyuan is a place where children without mothers live."

"Oh? How many children are there?"

"Five." So many! Long Qianyuan has a total of seven children, five of them have no mothers, the other three have mothers, all are girls, and the mother of one girl is crazy! A woman who is ruthless will destroy the earth!

"We don't want to ask about the mistress."

"En." Going back to catch up on sleep is too sleepy.

From the owner of Long Tomb Fort:

A few people in gray and blue servant uniforms gathered together and murmured:

"Do you think the mistress killed Aunt Fu?"

"It's possible, otherwise, Aunt Fu died as soon as she entered the door!"

"I think this mistress knows how to do magic tricks, so she strangled Aunt Fu to death when she knew that Aunt Fu was favored."

At this moment, a worried voice unexpectedly appeared among several people: "I just don't know if she will restrain the master!"

"Ah! Why didn't I think of that!"

"That's it."

"exactly."

"She will beat the master."

"What to do! What to do! This kind of person can't let her get close to the master!""

Find a way to find a way. "

The people who got off topic will never get to the bottom of who was the first to say this, and everyone will know that the news will be spread in Longmubao the next day.

At this moment, the blue shadow quietly retreated, leaving behind a group of loyal servants who tried their best.

Three days later, the original rumor that Huanxi would carry Long Qianyuan to death turned into a nonsense that Huanxi would kill Long Qianyuan.

Huan Xi hid in the corner and listened to the groundless gossip, the corners of her mouth rose unconsciously——smiling doesn't mean she's happy.

Tianzi Pavilion:

Situ Yuxin, who was dressed in red, was casually admiring the snow outside in a heavy cotton-padded jacket: "Did you find out who made it?"

At this time, there was no smile on her face, but she was not angry either.

"Madam Hui didn't arrange anyone in the Nether Court, and there is no news."

Situ Yuxin closed the window and said, "Really?"

Shu'er lowered her head and was not afraid: "Slaves are incompetent."

A cold light flashed in Situ Yuxin's eyes: "Forget it, there are many people who want to die."

"It's Madam."

Nether Court:

The reason why this place is called Youming Courtyard is because the owner here is Mu Yaozhu, the master of the Nether Palace who is famous for assassination in the Jianghu. "how?"

Her first maid said: "It wasn't someone from Tianzi Pavilion who did it, but no one on our side did it either."

Mu Yaozhu sneered and said, "It seems that some people can't help but want to go out of the mountain."

"The subordinates are determined to share the worries of the palace master!"

Morning and evening courtyard:

The sporadic snowflakes seem to be raging when they arrive here, and the howling cold wind penetrates the barrier here and blows into the children's skirts.

On a dilapidated small bed, a thin child pinched another child's hand and writhed painfully on the bed: "It hurts—brother—it hurts!"

The little boy beside the bed cried, holding back the blood on his arm, "Brother Renren will be back soon."

"It hurts—it hurts—" the little boy curled up in pain, and the other hand began to scratch his festering skin fiercely: "It hurts—brother—"

The child beside the bed cried even more sadly when he saw him like this: "Back to the end, hold back and don't scratch. Big brother is coming back soon, so don't scratch."

The person on the bed was in so much pain that he could no longer hear the sound outside.

Long Zai watched sadly as the blood on Long Hui's body became thicker and his crying became more and more painful.

Suddenly the door was pushed open, a gust of cold wind rushed into the incomplete room, Long Zai couldn't help shivering, and quickly blocked the cold wind for his younger brother. "Big brother, little brother, he..."

The visitor closed the door, carefully took out the medicine in his arms, and sent it to the bed with care: "Let me take a little first. The doctor said that I can't take more, and if I take more, I will die."

Long Zai burst into tears when he heard this; "What should I do, will something happen to my brother?"

The little boy with a rebellious face frowned with thick black eyebrows and stuffed a ball of medicinal foam into his younger brother's mouth. The child on the bed writhed convulsively, there was only a little blood on his body, but he still slowly stopped scratching hard. The boy looked at him and went to sleep without moving, and said firmly: "Don't worry, big brother has a way, don't you think big brother got the money this time?"

The father married a new wife, and these children can share a lot of money, but no matter how much money it is, it is insignificant for the medicine for the younger brother, so he sold the clothes he wore in the morning and the cotton clothes for this winter so that the younger brother can take the medicine for a few more days Shouldn't be a problem.

The biggest problem is that my younger brother can no longer take this kind of medicine and must change to a more expensive one, where else can he get money.

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