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Xu Yizhen's whole body was stunned and looked at mammy Jin.

The Duke of Xu and Meng were so angry that they had cramps.

The Duke of Xu hated stamping his feet and scolded: "my family is unhappy!"

Meng's face was black and he shouted, "are you all dead? Don't hurry to help me down! "

Mother Bai hurried forward and said she was leaving with Xu Yizhen.

This time, Xu Yizhen didn't resist as before, but let mammy Bai and others drag her down like walking dead.

Meng stares at mammy Jin coldly and says, "you have got the small gift, please!"

Mammy Jin saluted, "old slave, leave!"

Turn around and walk with the matchmaker cleanly.

"You brought up a good daughter!" The Duke of Xu gave Meng a cold look and left in a rage.

Meng's hatred, full of resentment, anger, shame and frustration, could not vent. At one glance, he saw the blue and white plum vase of the official kiln on the long case in the middle of the wall, "ah!" A scream of the past to lift the fall to pieces.

A group of servant girls were so shocked that they held their breath.

In the evening, Mengshi walked into Xu Yizhen's room. In the dark room, Xu Yizhen sat on the couch with her hands folded on her knees and sobbed low.

Seeing this, Meng was both distressed and annoyed. He thought of how she behaved in front of mammy Jin in the daytime, and the pain between her chest and diaphragm.

"Cry what!" Meng's hatred of iron is not as strong as steel: "people treat you like this, do you still want to give up? You're not going to be cheap! "

Where can Xu Yizhen stand such a heavy talk? A white face, "Wow," cried loudly, while crying: "you also scold me! You scold me too! Mom, you've never been like this before! I just like to allow my brother and want to marry him. What did I do wrong? Why do you all have to do this to me! "

Meng's heart was soft, and he could bear to be full of fidgety and upset and sighed: "this matter has passed. Don't think about it any more! Go back and find you a nice family! "

"Ha ha!" Xu Yizhen sneers and says: "Niang, I'm not a child. Don't talk about this kind of empty comfort! Now my reputation is so poor that my family's reputation is not so good. I was retired by Xinyang Houfu. Who else would want me? Common people? A defective man? Or do you want to marry someone to fill the house like your mother? "

"You!" Meng's face turned cold with rage: "OK! I don't care about you anymore! You want to marry Xinyang Hou Shizi? Then you go! You get married! I'll see if you can get married! "

Xu Yizhen was stunned. She fell on the couch and began to cry.

How does she marry?

It's all over!

The Rong family has nothing to do with her!

The happiness close at hand, thought that the good marriage was so vanished!

What else does she have now? Nothing!

Before all kinds of beautiful, such as water over traceless, as if a dream.

Xu Yizhen's heart was so bitter that she almost collapsed and burst into tears.

Meng couldn't help but also shed tears. He hugged her and patted her behind: "zhen'er! Jane! You don't have to! Don't do that! "

Xu Yizhen was ungrateful, and forced her away, coldly saying, "didn't you say I didn't care? What else do you want to do with me? "

Mengshi was stunned. "Zhen'er!"

She is her daughter! How could she ignore her?

She said it because she hated her. Can't she hear it?

Xu Yizhen is full of resentment. Her eyes are as cold as iron. She says, "it's all your fault! It's all your fault! You're the one who killed me! Xu Yiyun that bitch is nothing! If it wasn't for you to figure out a virtuous false name and kill her early, where would it be today! What's the use of her? She climbed the high branch, and you can't help her! You say that you hurt me the most, but you can only watch her bully her and see her destroy all of my life! And your virtuous name, ha ha, what else? Go out and inquire for yourself! anything else! You pick up the man left by her mother, and your own daughter is trampled on the foot by her! What have you got! What you get is retribution! "

"You!" Meng's anger made her shiver all over, and Qi and blood rushed straight to the forehead, which made her full of anger. When she was extremely angry, she raised her hand and gave Xu Yizhen a loud slap in the face, looked at her sadly, and shook her head, saying: "zhen'er, you let me down, you really let me down! Do you know what these words mean? You are stabbing my heart with a knife! You're my own daughter, and Meng's face is covered with tears.

Her own daughter sprinkled salt on her wound. The most unpleasant thing in her life is to fill the house for others. As expected, she is her own daughter and knows what words can hurt her heart most!

What does she want to be famous for? Not for her good reputation! For she will marry well!

When everything was going well, she would shout to her mother. Now when something happened, it was her fault!

Husband blame her, daughter blame her! Although there is a son who studies in the Imperial College, he has always been a villain!

What is the purpose of her life?

Meng only felt great grief and pain of heart and lung!

Seeing Xu Yizhen's head drooping and stupefied crying, she didn't regret at all, and didn't mean to apologize to her at all. Meng's astringent smile was the bitter fruit of her own brewing, and she was the only one to swallow it!

"You have to rest. You should eat whatever you want. If you break down, you're really finished." Meng said, and staggered out of his daughter's boudoir.

Xu Yizhen looks up at her back, dazed. She was also immersed in her own sorrow and hatred, and did not have the leisure to notice anything else!

The body a soft fall sits on the ground, Xu Yizhen beats to hate the voice, gnash teeth and say: "Xu Yiyun, you little bitch! You did it all! It's all your fault! It's my misfortune. Why do you live a good life from now on I'm not going to let you go. I'm not going to... "

The whole Xu mansion is covered with a gloomy cloud, with dark clouds on the top. The dull air makes everyone dare not speak loudly, let alone laugh.

We all know the changes in the government. We are all trembling.

In the afternoon of the third day, Xu Mo, the boy who had been beaten to death, was carried back by others, and the low pressure of this gloomy fog rose to the extreme.