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"Then who is your master?" He Shuyuan asked.

"My old man is appointed as the Minister of Revenue." The old woman looked proud.

He Shuyuan was stunned. She knew who this Mrs. Shangguan was!

Yes, He Shuyuan knew from a very young age that Yan was her biological mother.

However, she only learned from Yan that Mr. He and Lao's biological daughter had died after He Ran entered the mansion.

Yan said that He Ran is fake, and the fake cannot be fake anymore. The real He girl died as soon as she was born.

This Mrs. Shangguan is the grandmother of the short-lived ghost.

Then did she know that He Ran is a fake?

He Shuyuan is not stupid. She has no hope and dares not imagine that Mrs. Shangguan will recognize her.

That's the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue!

For such an outsider, He Ran is worthy of that fake product?

He Shuyuan suddenly couldn't wait to see Mrs. Shangguan.

He Ran, you can’t even think of having what I can’t get.

Unfortunately, He Shuyuan never expected that she would not even see Mrs. Shangguan’s face.

As soon as she followed the woman to the carriage, she heard an old but indifferent voice coming from the carriage: "Is it a girl from the He family? Come in."

He Shuyuan seemed to see an old woman who was sick after hearing this voice. How could such a person tolerate someone pretending to be her granddaughter?

A smile that was not easy to detect appeared on He Shuyuan's mouth. The woman put down her footstool and she got on the carriage.

But the woman in the carriage was completely different from the Mrs. Shangguan she imagined. She was not the wife of a third-rank official. She was clearly a servant!

"Who are you?" He Shuyuan asked.

The servant saw contempt on He Shuyuan's face and sneered, "You fake, who occupied the magpie's nest, have occupied my cousin's identity for so many years. Today I will teach you a lesson for my old lady!"

He Shuyuan was shocked and subconsciously said, "He Ran is the one."

Before the words were said, the old lady who had brought He Shuyuan over had already controlled her from behind, and a ball of rag was stuffed into He Shuyuan's mouth. She opened her eyes wide but couldn't make any sound.

He Shuyuan's main focus is a delicate and weak person, so she is not the opponent of these two stout women. Moreover, these two are not ordinary women. They are martial maids, and Lao Guanghuai specially configured for the women in the family.

He Shuyuan never expected that she would encounter such a thing. All this came too quickly and she didn't give her a chance to speak. She was slapped several times on the face, and each stroke made her dizzy in the head.

It turned out that the slap on the face was like this. This was He Shuyuan's last thought before she fainted.

She fainted.

When she woke up, she saw a few pairs of hungry eyes around her, which were a group of women with dirty hair disheveled hair.

"It's fine and tender, so it's very well-raised."

"Tsk tsk, this small waist is so thin that I can't wait to cut it off."

He Shuyuan was shocked and struggled to sit up, but her legs were pressed tightly by a woman on her knees, and she felt that her bones were about to break, which hurt so much that she couldn't move.

"Where is this? Where am I?"

A woman laughed: "Where is the prison? This is the prison. You are all imprisoned like us!"

Prison?

He Shuyuan was so scared that she almost fainted again. Has she been arrested in prison? Didn’t Lu Honger’s case be suppressed by Liao Yingjie? Why do you still have to arrest yourself?

By the way, she remembered that it was Mrs. Shangguan. No, maybe that was not the carriage of the Lao family at all. They said she occupied the magpie's nest, but wasn't He Ran the same? Why do they only attack themselves?

With a bang, He Shuyuan's body was pulled up by a female prisoner and threw it down. The female prisoner laughed: "Look, I can throw her out with one hand."

Another said, "Come on, I'll try too."

He Shuyuan was like a rag doll, and was grabbed and threw down, grabbed and threw down again, over and over again, until her nose and face were swollen and her body was covered in bruises.

He Shuyuan didn't know at this time, and her nightmare had just begun.

The other female prisoners in this cell were released for one day, and she was the only one who would never.

A woman walked in with her child in her hands, her hands were empty, not like she was visiting prison. Moreover, she did not get close, but was far away, looking coldly at the tortured uninhibited person through the fence. A woman who is not a ghost.

"Son, did you see it? That's the one who harmed you, and that's what she ended up with."

He Shuyuan seemed to feel something, struggled to raise her head and look at the only place in the cell where the sun could shine.

In a daze, there seemed to be two people, one big and one small, standing there. She wanted to see who it was, but the two of them could no longer see them.

He Ran pushed the peeled melon seeds to Xiaoba and said lightly: "This is to commit suicide. Originally, I didn't want to deal with her. After all, she was just a newborn child back then. But she insisted on committing suicide by herself. But I am the one who doesn’t think of harming the child the most, she deserves it!”

No mistakes, one song, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one reading!

He Ran doesn't like children. She was originally the kind of person who had children next to the bus when she went out and took the bus and she would change seats.

But it was because she couldn't stand the harm of the child that she adopted Zhou Chi in a daze, so that someone wanted to curry favor with her and chose a beautiful and cute child to raise her, and said she wanted to give her to her for her to live in the old age. She almost didn't. Give it to death.

"Fight report! King Jin launched an attack! It's really a matter of injunction, it's really a matter of injunction!"

The 800-mile war report was sent from Pingshanwei to the capital. Xiaoba liked to watch the fun, and stopped eating melon seeds. He flapped his wings, sent it out from the open window, and went to the street to watch the fun.

The person who sent the battle report held the flag, whipped it up, ran all the way, and others followed it for a short distance, but Xiao Ba kept following it to the palace.

Two hours later, Xiao Ba flew in from the open window and landed on He Ran's shoulder.

"You're crying before the Ai family has died?"

"Those old men are just your ministers and your dogs. Are you afraid of them? Are you a waste?"

"You're crying before the Ai family has died?"

"Those old men are just your ministers and your dogs. Are you afraid of them? Are you a waste?"

Xiao Ba repeated what it had just learned over and over again, and He Ran asked, "Have you flew into the hall? No one caught you with a net?"

Xiao Ba: "Master Eight is Daoguang, you are so green that you are so panicked."

He Ran patted its little head: "Don't fly into the hall next time, it's too dangerous."

Xiaoba raised his head and said, "Mommy loves me!"

He Ran was so amused that he looked around, but fortunately no one heard it.

After going to the yamen every day, Shoufu Guo would always sit in Meiyingxuan, taste tea, look at calligraphy and paintings, or close his eyes to rest.

He did not come alone today. There are two officials from the Ministry of War and the Ministry of Revenue, the shopkeeper of Mei Yingxuan, who hung up the closed sign with a wink and no longer received guests.

During the court discussion today, the three of them were arguing, so they simply made an appointment here, but they still had their own reasons. The Ministry of Revenue wanted to leave money for the river, but the Ministry of War wanted to emptiate all the assets of the Ministry of Revenue. .

At this moment, a sharp voice suddenly came from outside the window: "You are crying before the Ai family has died? Those old men are just your ministers and your dogs. Are you afraid of them? Are you a waste?"