"The third sister is really Bing Xueming. She speaks so implicitly that she really admires her."

Yan Ruhua said slowly, "if your highness is a little stupid, maybe you can understand your good intentions. Unfortunately, your highness doesn't seem to be stupid. Is your abacus a little broken?"

People are not afraid of being smart. They are afraid to show off their intelligence in front of smart people. Yan Ai Ai doesn't think so at all. Anyway, she always speaks cautiously. This time, she is impeccable. Naturally, she knows that other people can't find out the slightest fault with her. "What's the big sister saying? Did I say something wrong? "

She is still a very clever appearance, but she smiles in her heart. In any case, today, in front of the two princes, she looks like a picture, which is the most resourceful woman.

She just wants to destroy her image, so that she does not have the power to turn over. Yan Ruhua, looking at his cunning eyes, had already guessed her ghost mind. But Yan Xinyu, who looked very sad, didn't even say a word today. She was robbed of the limelight by others. On the way back, his fifth highness jiqianrun said with disdain: "I've heard that Yan Ruhua has disturbed Yan's family since she got well. Today, she is really a woman with some means."

His highness extremely cold look ordinary asked: "five younger brother how to say this?"

As Ji qianrun walked, he analyzed with his own experience over the years: "I have heard from people outside that Yan Ruhua pushed her sister out of the water after she returned to the house, provoked the relationship between general Yan and his wife, and almost poisoned her brother. Such a woman is really terrible."

Jiqianhan asked without any surprise, "where did you hear these words?"

Extremely thousand run Zha, Zha tongue way: "certainly is hears from the folk."

Jiqianhan can't help shaking his head. The folk legend is true or false. It's hard to believe it. It's also said that the eldest lady of the general's mansion is ugly and has no inkling. As a result, the fact is not what it's said. The rumors in his fifth brother's mouth must be rumors sent out by someone to suppress the eldest daughter of Yan's mansion. "Fifth brother, I can't believe this folk rumor."

He said with a smile. In Yan Fu's study, Yan Ruhua came to Yan Zhu for the first time to talk about his family. Father and daughter sat opposite each other, looking at the vivid red and blue on the wall. Yan Ruhua looked at her father with some doubts. She asked him about his past: "father, how did you know my mother in those years? Can you tell me? "

Yan Zhu didn't know why she suddenly asked these questions. Maybe she missed her mother too much. He looked at her and said, "I met your mother in a temple. At that time, we were very young. I went to seek fame, and your mother went to seek marriage. We fell in love there at first sight, just for husband and wife. At that time, I was a poor boy with nothing, and your mother was everyone's boudoir Xiu, at that time, we were strongly opposed by your grandfather and your grandmother... "

The conversation between father and daughter lasted for a long time. Yan Zhu told the story vividly. Yan Ruhua listened carefully. It turned out that there was such a tactful and tortuous story between father and mother, but they were so loving. How could father not recognize his wife's corpse?

After listening to his words, Yan Ruhua couldn't guess his father's mind. "Father, if one day, mother came back, what would you do?"

Yan Ruhua asked tentatively. Yan Zhu shook his head helplessly, "without that possibility, she will never come back."

He was so sure, as if he had sentenced himself to death. Yan Ruhua tries to hold back the tears in her eyes. Her father and mother are so congenial, but they have to experience such a cruel separation.

When she was a child, shortly after she broke her brain, her father went to the border to fight, and her mother disappeared in a fire in Yanfu. At that time, after the servants put out the raging fire, they only saw a burnt body.

All the people in Yan's mansion thought that the corpse was her mother. Only she knew that her mother was not dead, and that corpse was not her mother at all.

It's just, mother, where have you been?

In order to reunite her parents, she must find her mother. Only her virtue is worthy of being the master mother of Yan's family, and the Qi family is not worthy at all. In an extremely luxurious room, Qi's eyes are fierce, and her face is picturesque. She is the one who is picturesque again. The master who has done harm to her has not paid attention to her for a long time. Even her three daughters, he doesn't look at her these days. Yan Xinyu and Yan Aixin are also very unhappy. They can't see that Yan Ruhua is better than Yan Ruhua. In the past, Yan Ruhua was stupid and they could bully her at will. Now she is not only good at brain, but also so scheming. Her existence really blocks their bright road.

They really regret that they used to bully her to relieve their boredom, but they didn't expect to get rid of the remaining evils left by her ex wife as soon as possible.

Yan Xinyu hates others for taking away her limelight. Now, Yan Ruhua just takes away her limelight. When you think about those excellent men who all cast their eyes on Yan Ruhua, she gnashes her teeth. In terms of her appearance and figure, she is worse than Yan Ruhua because she is the eldest daughter of Yan Fu, so she can easily attract other people's attention. Why.She bit her teeth and said, "mother, I want her to die. I want her to disappear forever."

Qi looked at Yan Xinyu's fierce eyes, and suddenly had an idea in his heart. The more careful he was, the better. One evening, Yan Ruhua was bathing in the bath bucket, and Yueer was waiting in the inner room.

Originally, the hot air in the bath room, suddenly came bursts of choking smoke, the smoke filled the whole bath room, very strong, big will two volume phagocytosis potential. Outside the bathroom, the sound of fire fighting came in bursts, very anxious.

This bathroom is quite a secluded place. Where do so many servant girls come from?

And look at the fire, it's not a natural fire at all. The strong smell of alcohol told her that someone set fire on purpose today.

Now that she knew that someone had deliberately set fire to her, she had no choice but to do so.

Yan Ruhua looks at yue'er, who is used to fighting in Yan's house, and immediately understands.

Yan Ruhua is not only pleased with a smile, as expected, she is optimistic about the maid, is smart. Yan Ruhua jumped out of the bath bucket. She didn't take off her clothes. Naturally, she did.

In order to make those arsonists proud for a while, they did not go out from the main door, but found a hidden window and jumped out.

In an inconspicuous place outside the house, Yan Xinai gloated at the well prepared play and laughed in her heart. Yan picturesque, this time to see if you still have face to live in this world. Several guards break into the bathroom to save people. Yan Xinai is very happy. Yan Ruhua, so many men go into the bathroom to see how you can keep your reputation. She was secretly congratulating herself when she suddenly felt a cold wind coming behind her. Suddenly, it was dark, and she lost her focus. Qi's face was full of love, crying outside the house. There was a lot of noise. Yan Zhu also came. The guards and servants were all fighting the fire. When Qi saw Yan Zhu coming, he cried even more. Yan Zhu didn't know what was going on inside and asked, "who's in it?"

Qi said with tears in his eyes: "master, picturesque is still in it, so far life and death are uncertain."

Yan Zhu heard that Yan Ruhua was in it. He thundered on the spot and cried out, "hurry up, save miss."

Qi's heart is very proud, even if rescued her how, her body is not to be seen by those guards, but also not to lose face, a lost reputation of the gold lady, and that Wang sun noble dare to. In a loud noise, the guards rescued a man, who was covered with thick cloth and wet all over. It was just that this man was not miss Yan picturesque, but miss Yan's beloved.