Chapter 6

"You are, you are, you are, you are, you are, you are, you are, you are, you are, you are, you are, you are

Su Lun points to Su Muge with trembling fingertips, and the eyes hate to eat her.

"So my father thought it didn't matter if I was drowned by my sister. My sister's heart, liver, spleen and lung hurt with only a little punishment, right? It turns out that I'm in my father's heart, but I'm not even as good as my servants! "

It is!

Seeing Su Jingwen choked and nearly fainted, an almost didn't shout out.

I didn't expect Su Muge to die once. Even her temperament has changed. She is so articulate!

"How can you, as a father, ignore your life and death!" Even if Suellen thought so, he would never say so.

At the beginning, he was stabbed in the back by some colleagues when he abandoned Zhao's marriage to an's. Now, I really recognize that he doesn't care about the life and death of his wife's legitimate daughter. Does he want to be famous.

"It's just that your method is too bad. She's your sister."

Seeing Su Lun's tone slowed down, Su Muge's eyes were tinged with a light smile, but the smile didn't reach the bottom of his eyes.

"My father said that my daughter would not use it next time."

"What are you still doing? I don't want to help miss two down. Please call the doctor." Cried an Shi, holding back the anger in his chest.

If her wen'er has three advantages and two disadvantages, she will definitely let her mother and daughter die!

A group of people helped Su Jingwen walk out with all their hands and feet. The room that was just busy was suddenly deserted.

"Mumu, you, you are not Mumu..."

After everyone left, Zhao looked at Su Muge with a blank and sad face.

"Who are you, my bathing, where has my bathing gone?"

Su Muge knew that she was too different from her predecessor, which made Zhao suspect. Suellen, Ann's people don't care, but how can people who live with their predecessors everyday not realize it.

Your daughter has died. The reality is too cruel. She doesn't want to be treated as a ghost. She can only hold Zhao's seat and soothe her gently.

"Niang, I'm your Mumu. It's just that I died once. When I arrived at the gate of the devil, Yanluo told me a lot of things, which made me have such a big change in temperament."

Born in a small village since childhood, Zhao believed in ghosts.

"You, you said you saw Yama?"

"Yes, Yanluo said that my life is not over. Let me come back and live well."

"God bless me. God bless me. I will thank Bodhisattva one day and let my Mumu live again."

After Zhao left, Su Muge came to the dresser and sat down.

The headdress jewelry used by the predecessor is almost all the leftovers or used by Su Jingwen, even though the predecessor feels very happy.

Su Muge took a picture of the bronze mirror, and a slightly fuzzy little face appeared in the mirror.

"I'll go!"

The people in the mirror have delicate facial features. Although their skin is a little yellow with malnutrition, there is no lack of delicacy. With a round oval face, they are also a rare beauty, not to mention a beautiful country. They only have a red birthmark on one eye, just like a white and flawless dress splashed with oil, which makes life forget its original beauty. What they saw at the first sight It's that blinding flaw!

In the memory of her predecessor, this birthmark seems to have existed since she started to remember. If it was born, it would not be so easy to remove it.

"Miss, it's time for dinner."

Moon, such as carrying breakfast into the house, only a bowl of porridge and a few steamed bread.

Su Muge went up to look at her swollen face and reached for it.

However, when her hand touched Yueru's face, the palm temperature suddenly increased, sending out a strange heat.

The heat is like a suction cup, which induces Su Muge's hand to swim on her face.

For a moment, however, the heat in her palm disappeared.

Look at Yueru again. The swollen face just now has returned to its original appearance!

"Eh? Strange, why does the face of maidservant suddenly not ache? " Month such as curious reach out to touch his face, found that really does not hurt.

Su Muge was too surprised to speak.

"Miss, did you just put some medicine on your maidservant?"

Su Muge looked at his palm and said quietly, "yes, it's a good wound medicine. The effect is really good."

"Thank you, miss. It's useless to be a maid..."

"You remember that you are the big servant girl beside me, and the big servant girl of the big lady from Su mansion. No one can bully you at will, understand?"

The moon looks at Su Muge calmly but with dignity and self-confidence, nodding foolishly.

The young lady in front of her is so strange, but Yueru feels that such a young lady might be better.

"Yes, the maidservant must remember what the eldest lady said."

After Yueru leaves, Su Muge looks at her palm.Does her palm have the function of curing trauma?

In order to solve this doubt, she took a hairpin and pricked a hole in her finger's abdomen. The hole was not big, but there were blood beads overflowing.

She stretched out the palm of her hand and slowly covered it with her fingers. For a while, the palm did not respond.

Take the palm away, and the mouth of the finger belly is still there.

"No use?"

Did she just have an illusion?