2 Please enter the urn

When Xiliang Mo heard it, I suddenly felt that a bucket of ice water was poured directly down, Jifang...Baimei was about to be sent to the newest camp of Jifang City Marshal!

The girl-in-law in the inner yard didn't know, but Xi Liangmo had faintly heard about it when she was messing up among the servants since she was a child.

Yasukuni and her biological mother, the Lan family, were both born in martial arts. There is also a school training field in the outer courtyard of the mansion for the soldiers of the mansion and the training of the officers. Just as there are prostitution camps in the military camp. Sinful and cheap women serve as military prostitutes, and the school training ground also has the same residence.

The women in the Jifang are lower than the women in the brothel, and will never be redeemed, and live no more than thirty.

Bai Mei, Bai Mei and Mother Liu, who have been protecting her since childhood, should not die like this! Xiliang Mo knelt on the ground with a puff, his head hummed, tears rained down: "Er Niang, please, it's because of Mother Liu who has been serving with the old lady for so many years, there is no credit. There is also hard work, take it back and die! Please!"

Mother Liu was originally the dowry maid of her biological mother Lan, but she later gave it to the old lady because of her good medical skills, and she served with the old lady for many years.

In the middle of the night, only the sound of kowtow was heard, like the sound of a drumbeat, Han's eyelids were not lifted, and the tea was tasted elegantly, until Xiliang Mo had blood on his forehead, and then slightly raised his white fingers. He pointed the tea and said faintly: "The rules are the rules, and Sir Alex leads the army in ruling the house. The rules are the most important. Besides, if you make a mistake, you will be punished and banned. These are the rules set by the old lady. I'm going to ignore my parents' orders?"

"I...no...I..." Xi Liang Mo was at the moment when his head was groaning and dizzy. Then I heard Han's voice suddenly became cold: "No, that is, do you think that a master-slaughter girl can't compare with your second-brother? It's not filial piety to ignore your parents' lives and protect your master and evil slaves. It's unrighteous, what's the matter, did you bring up an unfilial and unrighteous daughter like you in the public mansion of our country!"

Mr. Yasukuni was born in the Xiliang family, the oldest gentry in the dynasty. The rules have always been very strong. After leading the army, he has always been famous for his strict military management. With such a hat, he is a favorite young lady and young man. Kneel down immediately to lead the family law, not to mention Xi Liangmo's unfavorable status and embarrassing position.

"What are you still dazed to do? Didn't you hear what the wife said? Don't take Sister Mo out yet!" Madam Li, who was standing next to the Han family, immediately stepped forward and shouted coldly.

"Er Niang... Er Niang... Please!" Xi Liang Mo was immediately caught by a few rough ladies, and the little chicken was taken out like a little chicken. Her hysterical pleading and that way were left in the hall. Spots of blood.

Han raised his eyelids slightly and glanced at Grandma Li. Grandma Li suddenly stiffened, lowered her head and said, "The slave is getting more momentous."

Han gave a cold snort. He originally wanted to use this attack again, but he simply let it go. He just got up and said coldly: "Every room, are all gone. Please finish reading the second young master's doctor to me. Come on."

"Yes."

Everyone said in unison, and they also lost their senses. Xiliang Mo's position is special and embarrassing. The Han family has a strong temperament, but the boss is quite well-mannered. There are big rules for punishing anyone on the bright side. Now this As soon as it came out, it was just a scene. There was no show to watch, and it was cold, so each room went back to sleep.

The sound of executions in the outer court could not be heard in the inner court.

In the middle of the night, there were sporadic snowflakes falling down. Xiliang Mo couldn't remember how she got to this open space. The women were concerned about whether she was still a lady there, so they just knelt her down on the edge of the open space. Side of the small house.

The light was on in the small house, and the woman's sorrowful and distorted cry came from inside, sternly like a cold February wind, sandwiching the men's lewd smiles, cutting Xi Liangmo's heart like a knife.

The undulating figures of the men were cast on the windows by candlelight, like the hideous figures of evil spirits.

"Woo..." Xi Liangmo's eyes were blurred, tears rained down, she had to put her small fist tightly in her mouth, her mouth was full of fishy anger, and Bai Mei's eyes were desperate at the moment when she pushed her hand away. The vicissitudes of Mother Liu's face kept passing in front of her eyes.

She had never been so desperate. She was numb on her knees, and she didn't know how long she had passed before she heard the man in the door scolding sternly: "If you don't drag this dead little prostitute out yet, you will be sent to Ji In the square, pretending to be a chastity martyr!"

After a while, the wooden door opened with a creak, and several rough women stepped back in terror. Two five-and-three rough soldiers walked out of the room. They first glanced at the women, and then looked at the one who was kneeling on the ground. Xi Liang Mo, showing his big yellow fangs and smirking a few times, thinking of knowing who is kneeling here, so there is no frivolity, just dragging a roll of straw mat and walking out lazily.

Xiliang Mo stared at the straw mat all the way, the icy wind blew by, the straw mat rolled up a corner, revealing the girl's purple, bloody and tear-stained face, and hollow eyes looking at the dark sky. , Do not look down.

Xi Liang Mo bit her lip tightly and couldn't come up in a breath. Her eyes were dark and almost soft, but she bit her lower lip and looked towards the dark and snowy sky.

"Baimei...!"

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After three months

In May, the pomegranate began to red, and the pomegranate flowers bloomed extremely beautifully in the mansion of the king. All the female families loved to play in the garden, but today, the garden is a bit noisy.

"You little lady, didn't you just rely on the person in the fourth young master's house? I haven't carried my aunt, but I dared to pretend to be half the master and bullied me." The woman's voice was also quite angry. For the sake of listening, the words just cursed make people blush.

The girls and wives who came and went in the yard were all looking for fame. They saw two women standing under a bunch of pomegranate flowers, with swords drawn, but no one went up to dissuade them, because the cursing was the most powerful girl next to Miss Si. Lu Qiao, like her master, is known for being pungent, but the one who was scolded was the fourth young master's most beloved room-Zi Lan. She looked delicate and blue, but it was also not easy to provoke.

"Lv Qiao, dare you say that you didn't take my Luxue Fangzhi, you stole my things, and you are still cursing people here!" Zi Lan's snow-white and pretty face rose red and turned slightly upturned Her big eyes are full of anger, but she is more charming. Everyone knows that she is a member of the Fourth Young Master. The identity of the girl in the room is higher than the average girl, but Lu Qiao never gives her face, and always fights against her. .

Lv Qiao sneered with her hands on her hips, like a teapot, and said, "Who can you show me like a fox? I went to get the green snow and fragrant fat from Sister Mo. What does it have to do with you? Let's talk nonsense. Be careful I tear your mouth!"

Watching the quarrel between the two women intensified, a pale white figure stood quietly among the flowers and leaves of the vines, watching with satisfaction the results that he had provoked with a small box of rouge, and now, only waiting for the other one who is the most important The corner of the game is on, but don't let her down.

Sure enough, it didn't take long before Zi Lan was so angry that she was about to pounce on Lu Qiao, but she was stopped by a woman's soft and stern voice.

"What is it worth talking about in the garden?"

The crowd watching the excitement turned their heads and quickly bowed their heads, all saluting respectfully: "The county owner."

When it came time for the person who wanted to enter the game, the girl in white robed between the flowers and leaves quietly divided the flowers and flicked the willows and hid among the flowers.

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