Chapter 8: Conspiracy, vicious mother and daughter

A black line fell on his forehead.
Little girl, how can you get rid of the fire?
"For an hour, I want to see all the details of this girl." Ye Chongyuan ordered the corner of his lips with interest, and he stroked them with a long finger, and the soft light ran out from his hand, and the honey bulged. Instantly subsided.
Fu Jiu respectfully said, "Yes, master!"
This is the first time in his life that he has seen that the master with a deep cleanliness is interested in women, and he is also an ugly woman.
Well, he really dare not guess.
Fu Jiu just felt vaguely that this killing the world was extremely disgusted with women, and the master who has chopped his feet has changed.
The night was as cold as water.
Emperor Fu walked leisurely to the remote Xiyuan.
In Xiyuan, Ben kept a shabby little room for her body, which was later snatched by Emperor Fuling as a breeding hamster, and the original owner was rushed to the pigpen, eating and sleeping with the pig. Years to bear a heavy life.
This bad breath, from now on, instead of the original owner, double back to Di Fuling!
When she came to Xiyuan, the degree of shabby was far more amazing than she imagined, and the standard system of a poor kiln was established.
Xiyuan used to be a place where the people of the emperor's family piled up debris. Very few people usually set foot in it. The weeds in the courtyard grew almost half a person tall. The world of poisonous ants.
Emperor Fu shook and opened the door, the dust was flying, and a huge mouse fell on her head. She directly strangled and threw herself behind without changing her face, striding into the room.
The dark room was a mere home away from home.
A simple wooden bed with a quilt dirty to the original color, two hand-woven straw stools, and then gone ...
Oh, of course, the hamster full of Warcraft can't be omitted, maybe even the Poria is disgusted and left with her beloved pet.
"Mist, the poor kiln is richer than here, right? It doesn't fit Lao Tzu's identity at all!"
The original owner was insulted in the past, and lived a fragment of life that was not as good as a mouse, flashing from Di Fu's mind. She was immediately angry, with serious consequences!
boom……
The poor wooden bed was pinched in half by her, glanced at the dilapidated Xiyuan, and Di Fu shook his head and walked out.
I thought that Xiyuan would allow her to rest for one night compared to the pigpen. Who knows that both places are comparable, it seems that she can only change to another place to rest.
Di Fu shook his keen eyes sharply, and suddenly thought of a good place, which would allow her to recharge for a night.
Baixiang Garden.
In the bright and magnificent hall, Emperor Fuling looked at her with her back to her, sitting on a futon, and recited the woman who chanted the Buddha, complaining indignantly, "Mother, today the little has eaten the ambition of a leopard and dare to hit her daughter ! "
This woman is the eldest wife that Di Yaotian Ming Media is marrying, also known as Di Yun.
"Poria, your dad will go home tomorrow, you need to check your cultivation progress. You do n’t concentrate on your cultivation, and you are going to provoke the girl, want to be scolded by your dad?" Yun Shi helplessly put down the scriptures, turned around and saw, The Emperor Poria was shocked and speechless.
Obviously, she thought it was just a small fight, but she was so serious that she was hurt all over, and some places were still fleshy, not to mention how terrible.
Yun's face was kind, and at this moment, looking at his daughter's wounds, that kind of phase became extremely gloomy.
"Mother, you have to decide for your daughter, drive Di Fuyao that little cheap sister-in-law out of the Emperor's house!" Di Fuling pouted her mouth and gritted her teeth.
"Poria, listen to your mother, now go back to the room and have a good night's rest, tomorrow's mother will definitely get justice for you!"
A good daughter was beaten and disfigured, Yun's heart was distressed, and a gleam of glances flashed through his eyes.
At night, a slender and petite figure shuttled dexterously. No one had noticed her spooky teleportation speed. If an expert was present, you might see that this person was Di Fuyao.
I heard that the old lady who lives in Baixiang Garden eats Zhai Nian Buddha all year round. It is very quiet there, just to let her rest for one night.
"Ma'am, that little cheap girl seems to have changed her personality. Don't mention how vicious it is, how do you deal with her?" Di Fuling asked in confusion.
Yun sneered, his eyes stained with a bit of disdain: "Why do you want to waste your mother's clever means? You only need Poria to stand in front of your father tomorrow, and you don't believe that smelly girl has good fruit to eat! "
"Yes! Dad spoils me so much. If you see me hurt, you won't let Di Fuyao that bitch!" Di Fuling's eyes brightened, and she smiled suddenly, as if she saw her dad clean up Di Fuyao, and then She kicked out the beautiful picture of the emperor's house.
"Ha ha."
The emperor Fu Yin on the silver laurel tree outside the hall heard the conspiracy of these two vicious mothers and daughters.
The amber-like, clear and bright eyes flashed, and the lips evoked a slight but bloodthirsty arc.
A little smasher, she hasn't found her yet, and she can't help it, right?