The vicious villain is in luck again

Jiang Xiaosi didn't care what he said and was about to send him away when he saw his eldest lady walking slowly in front of him.

"Look up." An Ran's tone was lazy.

Wen Feiran moved and slowly raised his head.

Her eyes followed the thick black hair but as dry as weeds, and met his eyes.

It was so dark that it seemed as if there were several thick layers of clouds, impenetrable to light.

The eyes are not what you should have at this age, and they are not suitable for dressing up as a daughter.

It seems that this year-long pursuit has made him fundamentally change.

She lost a lot of interest in an instant, and she sneered and said, "Indeed, it's extremely ugly."

However, he did not retreat at all because of An Ran's words. He turned his gaze a little and still stared at her face quietly.

Skimming her body, she put her hand on Tiandao's face. Her eyes were firmly fixed on Wen Feiran's eyes, and she suddenly felt a little more amused, "Your eyes are really beautiful."

"Female Goose, why did you start praising him?" Tiandao inhaled frantically under An Ran's hand, as if he wanted to suck her whole palm in.

The next second, An Ran ordered calmly and domineeringly, "Cry and see."

The kitten's breathing stopped for a moment under the palm of his hand. An Ran moved his hand away and stared at Wen Feiran calmly.

Her gaze seemed casual, but in fact it was quite aggressive.

Wen Feiran froze under such a gaze.

As expected from the rumors, he was an arrogant person who grew up in a honeypot, and could actually stare at a man like this.

However, with such a personality, he will say whatever he wants and is shallow-minded, which makes it easier to handle.

He thought and buried his head deeply, "Miss, the younger ones can't do this."

An Ran kept her movements unchanged and smiled sarcastically, "If you can't even shed tears, what else can you do?"

His heart suddenly moved.

If a year ago, he was still the flamboyant Ninth Prince, he would just skip this sentence.

But now, he realized that there seemed to be some helpless laziness hidden behind these words.

She is just a little girl who doesn't know the sufferings of the world. How could she have such complicated emotions?

Wen Feiran straightened up and looked directly at her.

The light fell into her pupils, giving her a layer of radiant color, just like the willow branches on the shore touching the water, causing ripples on the surface, but when it penetrated deeper, it was immediately swallowed up by the darkness and disappeared in an instant.

These are a pair of eyes full of calmness, without the slightest hint of pampering or arrogance.

It's so contradictory to have such a tone but such a look in his eyes.

A strange thought jumped out. Could it be that she is just like the mother-in-law...

No, I can't think about it.

Wen Feiran's heart was beating fast, as if to refute something, his words were a little more firm, "Although I can't shed tears for the eldest lady, I can bleed for the eldest lady."

An Ran looked at the person in front of him silently.

Looking at his determined little appearance, if it is true, it is quite touching.

Unfortunately it's fake.

However, An Ran looked away. Apart from gaining luck, the son of luck had nothing to do with her. What was there to regret?

It's time to accept him, she thought as she said: "Looking at your vulgar appearance, let's call him an ugly slave."

An Ran's naming made Wen Feiran feel very uncomfortable. He thought that the ninth prince, who was once the most handsome prince in the imperial capital, was condescendingly given such a name by a little girl. It was really a shame.

If it weren't for this chase...

The hand on the ground was clenched and loosened, and he slowly lowered his head, "Thank you, Miss, for the name."

An Ran nodded slightly with the tip of his chin, then turned and left.

Seeing that An Ran was about to leave, Jiang Xiaosi couldn't believe it for a moment. He chased after him and said, "Miss, do you really want to bring this person back to your house?"

An Ran squinted his eyes, "Why, I need your permission to bring someone with me."

What?"

"Don't dare." Jiang Xiaosi quickly denied, "It's just, don't you need a maid?"

An Ran kept touching Tiandao's head, her eyes moving with a look of laziness. She glanced at Jiang Xiaosi briefly and then walked forward, leaving Jiang Xiaosi standing there angrily.

land.

Later, Wen Feiran knew that he had An Ran's approval, so he stood up openly and kept up with her pace.

The slave who held him down felt a huge force erupt from the body under his palm. Before he could react, they both fell to the ground. By the time they got up in embarrassment, Wen Feiran had already walked far away.

Jiangfu.

The vermilion door slowly opened with a dull sound, and a line of people quickly ran out to greet the eldest lady.

Wen Feiran followed him across the threshold, and he did not miss the surprise and disdain that flashed across those people's faces when they saw him.

However, they all said nothing knowingly and dutifully followed An.

However, they pushed him around intentionally or unintentionally.

The past few days had been too exhausting, and his nerves had been tense until An Ran was willing to accept him as a servant. It took all his strength to break free from the control of Jiang Mansion's slaves, and Wen Feiran was too lazy to argue with these people.

, just keep yourself from falling behind.

But he noticed someone.

The man was kneeling beside the gravel road. His clothes were clean but had been washed white, and his black hair hung frizzyly in front of him, covering part of his face.

She is a little girl who looks to be seven or eight years old.

Wen Feiran looked at the little girl carefully turning her clean sleeves inside out to wipe her sweating face. Somehow, he remembered how embarrassed he looked when he was avoiding being chased. He was probably more pitiful than this.

Several hundred percent.

With a soft thought, he fell out of the queue and walked towards her quietly.

Wen Feiran took out a pure white handkerchief from his arms and handed it to the girl.

The girl looked up at him, her expression of surprise flashed across her face, and then she lowered her head again in panic.

He was not surprised. Just as he was about to take back the veil, he heard the footsteps of someone coming from behind.

"You ugly slave has good intentions." An Ran's voice sounded indifferent to emotion and anger.

His back received an angry kick from An Ran.

Now Wen Feiran couldn't even bear the little girl's kick. He lay on the ground, his jaw burning with pain from hitting a stone.

It's really like a tiger being bullied by a dog.

He endured the pain and made plans.

If it wasn't for this damn pursuit, how could he have ended up being kicked by such a rude girl?

Before he could finish his thoughts, Wen Feiran's arched back was kicked hard and he fell to the ground again.

Wen Feiran's chin trembled. This little girl's feet are quite strong.

"Who allowed you to pass the handkerchief to her privately?"

"It's because of me that you can enter the Jiang Mansion." She walked up to him unhurriedly and looked at him condescendingly, "No one will want you, this ugly slave, except me."

"Remember, you are mine."

These words are really overbearing.

Wen Feiran thought sarcastically that her people must be the ones who kicked her and scolded her.

There was silence all around. Facing the eldest lady's outburst, the servants all watched and pretended not to notice.

He Yi, who was kneeling next to him, shrank and subconsciously buried his head lower.

The eldest lady went out to pick out a maid today, but to her surprise, she picked out a boy.

Judging from that appearance, he is not handsome at all, so why did he fall in the eyes of the eldest lady?

He Yiyi was puzzled by the dull sound of the little brother who handed her the veil as he threw himself on the ground.

"Why?"

She jumped when the words were about to come out of her mouth, and tried to intercept them with her upper and lower lips touching, but it was too late.

Although this sound of dissatisfaction was lower than the normal sound of human speech, in a quiet environment

However, it seemed extremely abrupt under the circumstances, and it flew into the ears of everyone present in a short and fast manner.

As for the eldest lady who happened to be standing next to her, there was no doubt that she also heard it.

He Yiyi was a little panicked.

The eldest lady doesn't think she is fighting for this little brother, right?

The eldest lady has always disliked her, and now she should be even more angry.

The twilight is closing, the clouds are turning towards the evening, the still bright but tired sky is gradually being eaten away by darkness bit by bit, and everyone standing under it begins to hide in the darkness, turning into a series of lines.

Blurred outline.

Among the outlines, only An Ran's was particularly conspicuous, but his expression became even darker under the cover of the night.

He Yiyi saw An Ran turn his head and move his gaze towards her kneeling. Then An Ran's whole body moved, and the posture obviously transferred his anger to her.

She shrank back uneasily. There was nothing she could do, so she would kneel a little longer, until the whole Jiang Mansion truly fell into sleep, and then she would return to the small side room.

By then, her knees would have turned dark blue. When she got up the next day, her legs would be swollen and stiff, and she would be unable to walk a few steps even if she put them on the ground. She had to endure this discomfort and continue to serve the eldest lady.

But this is what she deserves to suffer. As long as the eldest lady can calm down, she can do anything.

It is a great gift from the eldest lady that she can have a meal here. Otherwise, she should have been beaten to death at the gate of Jiang Mansion from the beginning.

He Yiyi looked at An Ran's expressionless face, who had already walked up to her, and timidly lowered his head.

Her person and life belong to the eldest lady, and the eldest lady can do whatever she wants to her.

"Get up." The voice was as soft as the mist in the mountains, and you couldn't grasp it with your hands.

He Yiyi blinked her eyes, and there was a dark road in her eyes. She thought that she might have knelt for a long time during the day, and she actually knelt down to hallucinate.

How could the proud eldest lady, who always regarded her as a stain, speak to her in such an tone?

As if to confirm that this was not a hallucination, another voice sounded stronger than before, "Didn't you hear that?"

Only then did He Yiyi truly confirm the source of the sound. She raised her face blankly and looked at the owner of the sound.

I wonder if it was because the moonlight that had just emerged from the clouds was too gentle and shone hazily on An Ran, which also gave An Ran a different kind of softness in her eyes and face at this moment.

It was a gentleness that He Yiyi had never seen before.

An Ran lowered her head and saw the kneeling little girl looking at her blankly, as if in disbelief, and pursed her lips slightly.

Isn't this child just kneeling stupid?

She wanted to say something more, but was interrupted by Tiandao, "That's wrong, that's wrong, you can't be so kind to the girl of destiny."

He Yiyi, the daughter of destiny in this small world, was obtained by the original owner's father from hanging out with Fengchen Nv. At that time, Fengchen Nv was seriously ill and knew that he could not raise the one-year-old He Yiyi, so he took her to the Jiang Mansion.

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At that time, Jiang's father was discussing business outside, and there were only Jiang's mother and the original owner in the house. Jiang's mother did not want to acknowledge He Yiyi, so the prostitute kept kneeling outside the door and refused to leave no matter how others drove her away. Finally, Jiang's mother waited until

Her father came back, but she was already dying.

Jiang's father was moved by Fengchennv's persistent spirit and forcefully took He Yiyi into the house, which made Jiang's mother hate He Yiyi even more. Because Jiang's father felt a little more guilty towards his wife and daughter, when the original owner proposed to let He Yiyi

While serving her, he agreed.

And He Yitian, who was reduced to a maid, was born with a soft heart. He had always been grateful to the Jiang family for allowing her to survive. He also cared for Wen Feiran who was tortured by the original owner. When the Jiang family fell apart, she was the only one.

He was taken to the palace by Wen Feiran and cared for carefully.

When the original owner met Wen Feiran in the brothel, it was to find He Yiyi, who had a conflict with him over rescuing Jiang Mansion's family.