C7

When the Third Madam heard this, she was like a deflated ball. She lowered her eyes and laughed self-deprecatingly, "Since ancient times, I have never had a concubine support me. My life has ended here, but you are different.

Shi Anyi nodded, and then, a sinister look appeared on her face. "Where's that bitch? She framed me, so how can I just let her go like this? "

Third Madam sneered, "I don't know what this slut knows to make her an enemy of us. Naturally, she can't stay. However, we don't need to do anything. Her body is weak, her mother died long ago, and the people in the courtyard are too slow.

Shi Anyi understood and laughed along with her hatred, "That's right, after all the people in the courtyard were arranged by the First Madam, how could mother dare to interfere?"

On the other side, because of the guilt in his heart, and thinking back to how his maidservants acted sloppy when he came, Shi Yu personally knocked down the maidservants in the courtyard.

For a moment, even Qing Yan's back was straight, but Shi Anran did not say anything about it, and it was still the same as before. After a few days, the old woman slowly started to relax after seeing her weak and bullying appearance.

Qing Yan was very anxious about this and advised Shi Anran straightforwardly: "Miss won't take advantage of this time to establish her might or win over people's hearts, this group of people will be taken over by the third wife again."

Shi Anran lowered her eyes and scooped up the lotus seed congee in a multicolored bowl, slowly and unhurriedly, "Now that the authority in the house is held by the Third Madam, is it possible for a direct daughter of mine to reward her?"

She wasn't in a hurry. Slow work was the only way to get the job done.

Qingyan sighed helplessly when she saw her like this, but she did not say anything else.

All of the servants in the house looked at each other, only occasionally glanced at Shi Yu, and the one in charge was the Third Madam.

Even the blood swallow that Shi Yu dialed from his own examples became a normal white swallow. She smiled faintly and felt that it was enough.

Sitting in front of the mirror, she had Qingyan comb her hair into a bun. She looked extremely weak. Then she put some powder on her face, but it was so faint that one could see the dark circles around her eyes.

He had changed into a pair of brocaded brocade robes that were shortened by Qingyan. He also wore a silvery-silver magpie pearl between his hair. He looked weak and weak, cowardly and completely devoid of the bearing of a lady.

Qing Yan immediately knew what she was going to do and asked anxiously, "Does young mistress know where you can find the old master? "The women outside are all third wife's spies. When she finds out later on, she intentionally stopped us. What should we do then?"

If it was a different day, Shi Anran would naturally not know, but today was her mother's birthday, so Shi Yu would definitely be at the main courtyard in the Clear River Brothel.

The moment he stepped out of the door, all of the servants in the courtyard went somewhere to rest. The ground was littered with fallen maple leaves, and it was so eye-catching that the ground was covered in crimson red.

The autumn wind blew, the slender maple leaves swayed, rubbing against each other, creating "hualala" sounds. In the silent courtyard, the garden was desolate.

Shi Anran looked, and said indifferently: "This year's Maple Leaf is not red enough." She then gracefully left.

Clear River Brothel.

It was impossible for people to leave without tea.

She sat down on a stone table that she could see as soon as she entered the courtyard. There was already a layer of dust on it. She told Qing Yan to put down the things and then left. She began to silently wait.

The heavens were always merciful. Not long after, she heard the sound of familiar footsteps. She pretended that she did not hear them as she earnestly ate the cold porridge.

"Anran?"

Shi Anran pretended to turn back in shock, the happiness in her eyes, followed by embarrassment. She rubbed her fingers, not knowing what to do, only to see that her sleeve was one inch shorter.

Seeing this, Shi Yu didn't say anything, but remembered it. He walked forward, pulled her to sit down, and said in a low voice: "Today is your mother's birthday, your father will treat you to something nice to eat."

Shi Anran's eyes became sour. Seeing that the boy had successively brought his mother many things she loved to eat while she was still alive, Shi Anran pushed her own bird's nest porridge forward and wiped away her tears that had yet to fall. She smiled and said: "I'll also invite daddy to eat bird's nest porridge."

And then, he said, "Although it was given to me by my father, it can still be considered to have been born from a sheep's hair."

Shi Yu pinched her nose, "You little thing, you dare to say that your father is a sheep." He lifted the lid but his smile froze on his face. He slowly put it down and said, "Have I been doing this the entire time?"

Shi Anran shook her head in confusion, "It started with the red swallow's nest. When I recovered, I'll change it to this."

She laughed coldly in her heart. Her father had always loved her dearly, and when her mother was alive, she had always been the best. But now that her mother had left, she had fallen into such a state. Furthermore, he personally beat up the servants in the courtyard. There was actually someone who dared to do such a thing. This was not only bullying the direct daughter, it was also looking down on him.

You've recovered? Shi Yu looked at Shi Anran's ashen face, which couldn't even be covered with a foundation of powder, and throat slightly moved. "I remember you don't like to put on makeup."

Shi Anran was silent for a moment, then said: "I want to see mother." She spoke of her misery. It was as if she knew that she had no other choice but to use these things to conceal her current appearance.