The legitimate daughter was reborn, and the emperor’s little Jiaojiao went crazy.

The Ding family can be regarded as a scholarly family with a history of hundreds of years. It is a clear family and it is absolutely forbidden to do anything that violates ethics.

Even if someone knew that he had Qingfeng in his sleeves, it would not be as shameful as this.

Otherwise, Ding Yongshan would not have come up with the trick of feigning death. In order to be with her brother-in-law, she gave almost everything she had.

Over the years they have lived incognito and lived a simple life.

My brother-in-law ran away from home in the name of studying abroad and never returned to the Ding family. His former name was Ding Haoran, but now his name is Yang Fengxue.

Ding Yongshan was called Mrs. Yang, and if you asked more deeply, she was called Mrs. Wang.

The most common surnames are not memorable.

They don't need anyone to pay too much attention, they are just afraid that their secrets will be revealed accidentally.

Even if I live here in Lianhua Lane, I live in seclusion and rarely interact with others.

However, he was still discovered.

At this moment, Ding Yongshan suddenly knelt down towards Ding Yongmei and begged, "Sister, you have loved me the most since childhood! Please save my little sister! Sister, I know I was wrong, and I will never dare to lie to you again!" In the past, I was distracted and I was wrong..."

As she spoke, she kowtowed to the ground, which made a loud banging sound, and her forehead was covered with blood. Anyone who saw it would feel that she really knew her mistake, and would be embarrassed if she didn't forgive her.

But at this moment, Shi Anxia smiled softly and asked in his soul, "Since you know that your sister has loved you the most since she was a child, why did you drug her and leave her with nothing to do for several years?"

The uncle and his wife were shocked again: "!!!"

Is this also the fault of my little sister? !

Ding Yongshan was so shocked that her heart almost jumped out of her mouth. She even forgot to deny it and just stared at the little girl blankly.

She was clearly just a young girl, but every time she said something, it made people's hearts skip a beat.

In just this moment, Ding Yongshan knew that the other party was deceiving her.

But she was caught off guard, no matter how she tried to quibble, it was never as real as her expression just now.

Shi Anxia was indeed deceiving Ding Yongshan.

She doesn't believe in coincidences. In an almost perfectly crafted story, all coincidences are planned.

Shi Anxia raised the corners of her lips, showing a hint of indifference. She finally grasped the essence of what her mother just said, "This Ding shouldn't have children of her own."

Her eyes looked at Ding Yongshan several times, and from the other person's subtle expressions and subconscious movements, as well as her innate keen intuition, she could vaguely guess the reason.

Her voice was very calm, without any ups and downs, as if she was talking about her own affairs, "The Ding family's family is in a state of decline and cannot make ends meet. It has long been stretched. Mrs. Huo is not only the eldest daughter of the Ding family, but also proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting. You Ding family The most outstanding appearance of the house. ”

Seeing Ding Yongmei looking at him in astonishment and not refuting, Shi Anxia knew that he had guessed quite well, "Mrs. Huo occasionally needs to attend some occasions to maintain the dignity of the family, so she usually wears her own clothes, jewelry, rouge and gouache." ”

She raised her eyelashes and looked over lightly, "Is that so, Mrs. Huo?"

Ding Yongmei nodded dully, "The girl is absolutely right."

Shi Anxia said gently, "But you have always been soft-tempered and easy to talk to. As long as your sister asks for something from you, you will give her your things. Even if it is new, you will still be generous."

Ding Yongmei nodded blankly again.

Shi Anxia smiled coolly, "But your sister is close to you on the surface, wearing your clothes, your rouge, and your jewelry, but when she turns around, she thinks they are your leftovers. Over time, she hates you. Fucked you."

Ding Yongshan glared angrily, "No! It's not like that! You're talking nonsense! It's not like that! It's not like that! Don't sow discord between our sisters!"

"Who needs to instigate the relationship between you sisters?" Huo Shishi said coldly, "How ridiculous!"

Shi Anxia ignored the unnecessary rebuttal and continued, "But what Ding Yongshan hates you most is not these things, but your innate good luck. You must have been very lucky since you were a child, right?" Mrs. Huo?”

Ding Yongmei thought about it, and it seemed like this was true, "Yes! Because of this, my grandmother gave me a nickname, 'Jixiang'. Today, the elders of the Ding family still call me that."

Shi Anxia also made this guess because Ding Haoran accidentally called "Jixiang" just now, "Your good luck continued until you grew up, and you met your uncle who went to Zhanzhou from the capital."

Huaiyang's uncle's house is a distinguished person in the capital, and the house is not in decline. It has a profound foundation and has a solid accumulation of connections and wealth.

The uncle himself is the master of the family at a young age, has no concubines in the backyard, and is an upright and clear man. I went to Zhanzhou and met Ding Yongmei by chance. I wanted to marry her and make her the mistress of the uncle's house.

My uncle's mother was also a generous person. She never treated her daughter-in-law harshly, and even treated her concubine's granddaughter as if she were a bowl of water.

Such a family background, even in the capital, would be considered high-ranking and prestigious.

But it only took Huo Shiming half a year to marry Ding Yongmei to the capital.

It can be seen that he sincerely wants to live with the eldest daughter of the Ding family.

Shi Anxia smiled lightly, "This incredible wealth! It fell on your head so silently. Those who wish you well are happy, but those who don't see you well really can't sleep all night, and their teeth are itching with hatred."

Human nature is mostly like this.

Ding Yongmei suddenly remembered something, turned pale, and blurted out, "Purse!"

The night before she set off for Beijing, her sister and she huddled in the same bed.

The younger sister hugged her neck affectionately and said, "Sister, I really can't let you go! You went to the capital, what should I do with you?"

My sister made a purse for her and hung it on her body seriously. She was also asked to swear that she must wear it at all times and not take it off. Only in this way can their sisters be connected and their love be deep enough.

From then on, my elder sister lived in Beijing and my younger sister lived in Zhanzhou.

They express their feelings through a purse, which is so touching and scary to think about.

This is not a purse, it is clearly full of vicious thoughts and vicious blessings from my younger sister.

Shi Anxia nodded, "That's right. You have always carried your purse, so you have nothing to do with it for several years. As long as you miss your sister, she will harm you. Until she dies, you take off the purse and put it in Keep it in the box, I am afraid that this thought will be broken one day. Then you will get pregnant and give birth to the evil son Huo Shiwu, am I right, Mrs. Huo?"

Ding Yongmei's face turned pale, and she felt that her heart was so painful that she could hardly breathe.

She burst into tears.

The purse embroidered by my sister was still quietly locked in her jade box. She protected it well because it was her sister's relic.

The softest thing deep in her heart was now a sharp weapon thrust into her heart.

It broke our hearts!

Shi Anxia had no sympathy for her. As soon as he looked up and saw Huo Shishi's swollen face like a pig's head, he wanted to sprinkle more salt on Ding Yongmei's wounds.

There must be something hateful about the poor! She didn't forget the confrontation at the gate of Gongyuan.

When Shi Anxia saw a copy of "Records of Virtue and Practice" on the table, he reached out and flipped through it casually without raising his head and said, "Actually, your sister is simply a bad person. She doesn't have the brains to set up such a subtle game... Later There is an expert behind everything!”