The Concubine’s Daughter Comes Around

Dong Ling approached step by step, scaring Dong Feixue into a shock, chilling up from the spine.

"Go! Let's go!"

A group of people came quickly and escaped more quickly. Only Dong Ling, the master and servant, and a dead body on the ground were left.

"Bamboo ink!"

"Little, miss ... slavery is here."

Zhu Mo had been so pale that she couldn't help talking.

"What are you afraid of? You go back to Fengcai and throw this corpse outside. The lady in this house has to sleep for another night so as not to look bad. By the way, I am sleeping in the side room and the main room today

The smell of oil is bad, you have to clean it up. "

Looking at Dong Ling who was normal, Zhu Mo swallowed hard. She resisted her shaking hands and responded obediently.

"Little, miss, Feng Cai is not feeling well today. She has returned to the room to rest."

Seeing Zhu Mo's dodgy appearance, Dong Ling can guess.

She's leaving tomorrow, and she's too lazy to investigate anything. "Since she doesn't want to serve me, she will stay at the house tomorrow, and she won't have to walk with me."

"Miss, what about slaves?"

"You're fairly loyal. Come with me, mix with me, and I won't be bullied on the left and right. I have nothing good on me. This bracelet rewards you. Go and pack up.

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The bracelet started to sink, and the weight was quite sufficient. There were also seven or two in the least, which wanted to be valuable to the girl-in-law.

Zhu Mo's gratitude, although I don't know what the lady has experienced, but now she has courage, tactics, and means, and she will definitely not let her be bullied in the future.

Half a year later, it will be the day of the lady and grandma. When she marries into the Prince's Mansion, she will be the Prince.

With that in mind, Zhu Mo immediately went to clean up, "Miss, this girl is used by Miss Three and is also a poor man. Why do you hurt her?"

"She's pitiful, we can't be pitiful?" Dong Ling's eyes looked as usual. "If I'm not cruel, we might not live tonight. This is weak meat and strong food."

Waking up the next day, Dong Ling was working out in the yard early.

After completing a series of difficult trainings, she wiped her sweat and breathed a long breath.

"Bamboo ink, have you packed everything?"

"You're all packed." Zhu Mo took out two bags. "Clothes and dry food, and some broken silver, ready to hit the road."

Dong Ling made a humming song and came to the gate of the mansion with a humming song. But when the doorway was empty, the doorkeeper was snoozing against the corner.

Dong Ling kicked him, "What about the car?"

"It's Miss, Madam said, let you go to the back door and leave by car."

"Why? Miss, I don't even have the right to walk the main entrance? Tell the old woman that if you don't go through the front door today, I will take Dong Feixue to the old lady to take the penalty!"

Soon, footsteps ran out of the house.

When Dong Ling saw someone coming, the gloom in his eyes flashed, and he cried, "Mother!"

"My poor daughter!" Aunt Lin wiped a tear and held Dong Ling's hand. "I heard that Dong Feixue pushed you into the river that day, and I was going to find their mother-daughter theory.

The road was stopped by the old lady, so I knelt in the shrine to copy the Buddhist scriptures for three days! "

Originally, I wanted to ask where the mother was when she was in trouble. At this time, she saw that Aunt Lin was concerned and swallowed it.

Dong Ling smiled sincerely, "Mother, I'm okay, and I worry you."

"I heard that you were going to Zhuangzi, so I quickly let Tao Hong pack her things. Anyway, this Dong government can't tolerate our mother and daughter, and my mother will go with you, so there is a care on the road."

Dong Ling unknowingly, the hard atrium was a little soft.

Aunt Lin was born in Wu Ji. It is natural to say that she has a handsome appearance. Although her background is humble, Dong Ling's feelings have moved her.

At this moment, a young boy in Jinyi stepped forward, wearing gold and satin, with precious gems.

"You're so mad at me! My aunt doesn't look like my aunt, and my niece doesn't know An Shou Duan. Dong Ling, your mother told you to go through the back door. You have to lose Dong Fu's face at this front door.

to make? "

Dong Ling glanced at him and taunted.

"Dong Tianlang, the mother worked hard to give birth to you, but you licked a hot face to paste Mrs. Dong's cold ass, and recognized the thief as a mother. Now, you still want to control me?"

In a word, the boy in front of him blushed, "You ... what are you talking about!"