Rebirth against the sky: the daughter of a black-bellied daughter

The big man's eyes scattered in an instant, as if he fell into the beautiful dream that Shangguan Hui crocheted for him. He laughed foolishly and said bluntly, "Sister Cui'er said that as long as I do this, I will use it for the rest of my life.

There are endless silver coins. I don’t have to be a humble servant anymore, I can go back to the countryside to buy a house and buy a land to get married..."

There was a burst of laughter in the hall, and the man who was trapped in a beautiful dream suddenly woke up.

Shangguan Yao was so angry that her teeth were itchy. She was about to say something to make up for it, but someone chose to lift the curtain and walk into the hall.

With the support of two maids, Shangguan Yixuan's face was still pale as snow falling in the cold wind. His legs were weak, so he walked with his steps and his body was slightly staggering.

As soon as he saw him walking in, Shangguan Wenyong immediately scolded the two maids on the left and right with a look of hesitation.

"How did you serve? The young master's body has not fully recovered, so why did he let him come out and walk?"

The two maids were scolded and their faces turned pale, but they were indescribable.

"Don't be upset, Father, I asked them to help me over."

Shangguan Yixuan said weakly to defend the two maids. If his mother hadn't gone to the kitchen to supervise the tonic meal for him, he wouldn't have been able to get it anyway.

"You child, you are so willful!" Shangguan Wenyong shook his head and sighed, but his voice was filled with pity for his beloved son.

With the help of two maids, Shangguan Yixuan walked to Wenqin and wanted to salute.

Seeing this, Wenqin quickly spoke out and stopped him, "Don't salute, help your young master sit down and serve you very much."

The two maids were ordered and helped Shangguan Yixuan sit down next to Shangguan Wenyong.

Because Shangguan Yixuan had not fully recovered, he sat down and sniffed for a few breaths. Then he raised his pale face and glanced at the people present. When his eyes fell on Shangguan Hui, he was the first to her.

The hostile little face actually released a light smile.

"My father just asked me, why did I come out to walk around before my health has recovered? That's because I want to thank Sister Hui in front of me. If it weren't for her, the child's life would have been lost."

Shangguan Wenyong nodded with satisfaction after hearing his son's words. This shows that Yixuan, a child, knows how to "repay kindness". Not bad, not bad.

"I am here now for two reasons." Shangguan Yixuan said immediately, and his eyes suddenly sank when he captured Shangguan Yao's figure, "One of the time, it is to thank Sister Hui for his life-saving grace in person.

Secondly, I want to seek justice for myself.”

Shangguan Yao accidentally touched his cold eyes, his heart trembled slightly, he quickly looked away, but his chest jumped wildly without control.

What does Yixuan mean when he said this? Why did he look at her and say it? Could it be that he had guessed that the mastermind of the assassination time was her?

"Sister Yao, you are so cruel. Even your brother wants to murder..."

Dong--

Shangguan Yao's heart suddenly sank, her expression showed a slight panic, and she pressed down again in a flash. She gently curled her pink lips, and her stiff smile seemed to be a little deliberate.

"How can Brother Yixuan be so wronged by his sister? Even if I have great courage, I dare not joke about my brother's life." She tried hard to defend herself, and her eyes fell to the seated in the main seat without any trace.

When the old lady and her father saw that they were shocked and indifferent, the uneasiness that tortured her became more and more swelling.