The maid said with a frightened face: "The slave maid saw with her own eyes that Pei Liuxuan's maid buried Mama Li in the courtyard in March. ” Pei Xiaoxiao's face was gloomy, how could it be different from the plot in the book, it was clearly written in the book that Pei Liuxuan injured Mama Li.
"Miss, do you want to tell the master?"
The maid asked in disbelief.
Mama Li is an old man in Pei's Mansion, but for some reason she died, and she was buried in Tingxue Courtyard in March.
Aren't the master and servant of the waste wood afraid?
A strange feeling flashed in Pei Xiaoxiao's heart, and he waved his hand and said, "You go down first." ” "Yes, miss."
The maid bowed and prepared to go out.
"Wait."
Pei Xiaoxiao stopped her and said, "Spread the news to the third lady in private, remember, secretly." ” "The slave knows."
The maid doesn't understand why the eldest lady who looks down on the waste wood in the house on weekdays has been so concerned about that waste recently.
However, the eldest lady is her master.
What the master tells to do, of course she has to do it. in the house.
Pei Xiaoxiao was a little confused in her heart, Pei Liuxuan's methods shocked her, but she didn't expect Pei Liuxuan to dare to kill Mama Li.
Although the maid said that she saw March burying the corpse, she was sure that it was Pei Liuxuan's hand.
Sure enough, it's an agent heroine, and the means are very ruthless.
For the time being, let Pei Qianqian, that idiot, try Pei Liuxuan, it's better for her to be cautious. - Listen to the snow house.
The desolate and dilapidated courtyard of the past has completely changed at this moment, and the scenery is like a splendid and colorful picture.
The winter sun is shining from the sky, and the courtyard is filled with a clear fragrance and sweet fruity aroma, and several fruit trees are planted in the quiet courtyard.
The branches of the pear tree are covered with snow-like flower bones, and the refreshing fragrance of the flowers is carried by the wind from the pear tree.
The red fruit is large and plump, and the fruit tree is full of cherry blossoms, and the flowers are as beautiful as snow.
In the winter season, the scenery that should not appear is unexpectedly blooming and fruiting in the courtyard at the same time.
The girl was wearing a pale pink gauze skirt and lying leisurely on a chair, reading a blue book in one hand and eating a pear in the other.
Seeing that he was still laughing at Xingtou, March, who was diligently farming, shook his body.
What had happened in the past few days had completely subverted her imagination, and the beauty of the scenery in the snow courtyard was unreal, like an illusion.
But the melons and fruits she grows are indeed edible, all of them are sweet and moist, comparable to spirit fruits and fairy fruits.
It's just that the young lady doesn't know what book she is reading, and sometimes she smiles coldly, which feels weird and scary.
[Host, I don't think it's realistic.]
Fan Jiujiu complained.
Pet Ai stared at the book, looked at the right head, and said, "Why is it unrealistic?"
” [She guards ten men at night, will she really not be to death?
] Fan Jiujiu was speechless: [You change it. 】 Pet Ai snorted coldly and said, "What to change, don't you know that the heroine of Mary Sue has a famous weapon!"
” ......
It still doesn't feel realistic.
"How about the title of the book being "The Chronicle of the Counterattack of Cultivating Immortals"?
Isn't the title significant?
” [Yes.]
Poor little oppressed by power.
Pet Ai took a bite of the pear and said, "I don't know if I can sell it for money." ” Suddenly— "What is this?"
A shrill female voice came.