"Yo, fourth sister, since you're here, why don't you come in?"
Just when Chongmen Huan was in a dilemma, a delicate voice came from inside the hall, but it was a girl sitting near the door in the middle hall who found Chongmen Huan standing outside.
The girl's face is as round as a silver plate, her skin is white and delicate, and her apricot eyes and cherry lips are not amazing, but she is also delicate and cute.
She can judge according to some fragmentary memories of Chongmenhuan that this is the third lady Chongmenyu, the daughter of the second aunt, and in some fragmentary memories of Chongmenhuan, she is not close to this third sister.
It can be said that Chongmenhuan and the people attached to this middle school are not close.
Because the cowardly and timid Chongmen Huan has always been very weak, the third aunt refused to let her go out, so she was very alienated from the other young masters and young ladies of the Chongmen family.
The third aunt and Chongmen Huan live in Lanxin Courtyard, because they are not favored, the third aunt is soft, Chongmen Huan is timid, the life of these two mothers and daughters is very difficult, not to mention that other aunts and young masters bully them, even slaves and maids, and they also neglect them.
Autumn water is the best example of this.
Chongmen Huan's words made Chongmen Huan have no way out, because everyone in the hall looked outside the door in unison, and she had to enter the middle hall hard.
As soon as she stepped in, she felt that countless eyes were focused on her, with all kinds of meanings, including vicious, gloating, and watching a good show.
Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the eldest lady sitting next to the heavy door, and when she saw it, there was a flash of resentment in her eyes.
Only the gaze on the top of her head, which was obviously fluttering, made her bow her head and only feel that the top of her head suddenly weighed a thousand pounds.
With her head bowed and her heart cold, her hands clenched into fists on her sleeves, her nails digging into her flesh, the pain sobering her up.
No, don't mess with yourself, the soldiers will cover the water and the earth, what are you afraid of if you have died once?
"Si'er, come and see King Han."
The third aunt next to her saw that her daughter was late, and she was still standing there in a daze, so anxious that her face turned white, she called Qiushui to call Chongmen Huan early in the morning, why did she come so late?
Chongmen Huan heard Shen Rou's voice and calmed down.
With his head bowed, he saluted to the noble and cold man on the throne, his voice was as small as a mosquito's voice, and he called timidly: "Meet the Han King." ” After shouting this, her heart was like thunder.
There is still some disgust in this tension, the people of the Chongmen family are really affectionate, even if the status of the King of Han is noble, in his own home, he still has to call the King of Han, according to his identity, Chongmen Huan should be called the third brother of Chongmen.
Thinking of this, her heart was even colder, she didn't know if the man on the opposite side would expose her in the next moment, and then beat her to death?
She bowed and saluted, and waited and waited, but never heard the man tell her to get up.
My heart grew colder and colder.
In this middle hall full of people, it was eerily quiet, and everyone felt this strange atmosphere, and watched the show without caring about themselves.
"You're the last to arrive, but you've met an assassin?"
In the midst of this strange silence that people dare not breathe, the man above the main seat opened his mouth gloomily, and when he listened carefully, there was an indifferent coldness, coldness and coldness.
Chongmenhuan's heart chuckled, and he immediately read the off-string sound in his words.
It was a deliberate reminder of what was happening in her backyard.