Abandoned Daughter from a Noble Family: Poison to the World

"The young lady is indeed a dragon and a phoenix among people, with extraordinary intelligence."

Xisu smiled and burned the diagram. The gray embers danced on the brazier, and finally fell back into the small copper basin.

Su Wanqing was in a good mood and stayed alone in Mingyuan to study the technique even harder.

Washing the blood for the first time was like completely replacing this mortal body.

Not only does he have more strength than before, but he can also use his own internal strength.

On the third day, she nailed the message from Qianji Pavilion with dewy bamboo leaves.

The letter was picked up by a wild cat, floating in the air, and was firmly nailed to the wooden door twenty steps away by soft bamboo leaves.

"There is a monk named Mingjia in Guoqing Temple, and half of the Silver Dragon Spine is in his hands.

We can take the opportunity to clean up Su Yaoqin and find the Silver Dragon Backbone together. "

That night she went to Qianji Pavilion, but Xisu didn't tell anyone.

Don't be suspicious of people who are suspicious, and don't be suspicious of people who are employing. Su Wanqing told Xisu everything he wanted.

But he didn't dare to tell Su Su that he was the one who came back after his disappearance.

"My servants have sent people to pack the items and luggage that the young lady needs, and they are all waiting at the gate of the Marquis' Mansion.

Mrs. Lu's carriage was also waiting for the young lady at the entrance of the alley. "

Xisu still found her favorite goose-yellow clothes for the young lady, because considering the inconvenience of skirts, she still wore the lightweight round-neck robe from before.

Su Wanqing stood up, pouting at the collar that was catching on her neck.

"When I am as strong as Su Qingrou, I will also wear clothes with arrow sleeves."

The two of them walked out of the gate of Mingyuan one after another, and Su Yaoqin blocked them in front of them.

Weak Liu Fufeng is delicate and lovely, wearing a green skirt that stands out against the green bamboos in the courtyard.

"I heard from my father that you are going to Guoqing Temple to pray for peace in the house. I also want to go there. My sister won't mind me being troublesome, right?"

Su Wanqing walked over and bumped Su Yaoqin with his shoulder, "You have to follow me in everything I do. Are you a scholar? I hate you so much."

Just like in her previous life, she couldn't suppress her emotions towards people who she liked or disliked too much.

But at this time, he had to exaggerate his hatred for Su Yaoqin.

Su Yaoqin smiled brightly and rubbed her painful shoulder.

"I don't welcome you. Find someone else to escort you."

Su Yaoqin took her hand and smiled sweetly.

"Sister, what I said is surprising to me. It is obvious that my father entrusted you to Mrs. Lu.

You and I are both from the Hou Mansion, why can’t I go? "

Su Wanqing rolled her eyes and pushed Su Yaoqin away.

The opponent's hands were powerless and he fell to the ground with one push.

"Stay away from me, or I will treat you like Su Qingrou pushed me into the river."

Su Wanqing clapped her hands, as if she had touched something dirty, and stood there with her hands on her hips.

In my previous life, it was really not easy for me to live. When I was six years old, I got lost during the Lantern Festival.

She returned to the Marquis Mansion at the age of fifteen, got married three years later, and gave birth to two children within four years.

None of them survived to adulthood, either had a miscarriage or died young.

She herself also died in the winter when she was twenty-two years old.

Xisu stood in front of Su Yaoqin, and Su Wanqing was as happy as a peacock who had won a fight.

Outside the mansion, four young men stood at the four corners of a luxurious sedan covered with silk and satin, pressing down on the sedan.

Xisu opened the curtain, protected Su Wanqing's head, and watched her sit in.

"Get up the sedan."

Xisu got on his horse, his eyebrows sharp.

He actually looks like a young general, quite heroic.

Su Wanqing had been locked up in the courtyard by the Bai family since he entered the Shuntian Marquis Mansion. The only time he went out was when he was stuffed into a wedding sedan that was even more gorgeous than this one.

The red satin is tied into a ball of flowers, which is bright red to the eye.

Su Wanqing cried all the way to Prince Mo's Mansion because she could not marry Prince Ning, and her eyes were as red and swollen as an overripe peach.

The Marquis didn't even show his face, but Mrs. Bai and Su Yaoqin were happy, and people in the mansion also congratulated her.

But she really couldn't figure out why she was so happy.

"Is this the second young lady of the Hou Mansion in front of me?"

A female envoy wearing a soap robe rode a tall horse to the Marquis's sedan chair.

"Exactly, Madam, may I be in front?"

Xisu answered with her.

The maid smiled broadly and said, "My wife is in front, waiting to go with you."

"Take me to say hello to your ladyship."

Su Wan Qinghao lifted up the dark purple curtain with her wrist, peeked out half of her face, and smiled gracefully.

Suddenly the fruit vendor on the roadside threw fruits at her.

The female envoy got closer and raised her hand to grab a few tender green dates.

"Young lady is so beautiful that you don't have to spend money to buy fruits when you are away. It will be a good thing to offer these fruits to the Buddha when you visit me later."

Xisu was very agile and blocked them all.

I packed the fruits in my pocket, and the rarest one contained two cherries.

"That's a good feeling. I'll find a nice plate to serve you later."

Su Wanqing was lying on the window edge, smiling like peach blossoms in bloom, and she was graceful.

The female envoy agreed with a smile and rode forward.

"Su Su, I want that cherry, one for you and one for me, and leave the rest to Buddha."

Su Wanqing acted coquettishly toward Xisu again.

Xisu found a handkerchief, wrapped it in it and handed it in, "Okay."

The group of people walked to the east of Tianmen and passed an alley. There was a group of people playing and playing along both sides of the road.

Firecrackers were set off, trumpets and suonas were played, and everything was red and festive.

Su Wanqing was afraid of all red things and felt bad luck when he saw them.

"I don't want to get married! Dad, mom - I don't want to get married!"

A beautiful woman in a phoenix crown pulled off her red hijab, cried and scattered her golden hairpins. She clasped her fair hands on the ground and refused to sit in the sedan chair again.

Su Wanqing felt uncomfortable hearing this.

It was a good day to go out and get married, so she couldn't help but roll up the curtain again.

The woman cried very miserably, which made Su Wanqing feel angry.

Xisu didn't hear Su Wanqing's voice and suddenly felt something strange, "Miss?"