"Master, the paintings and poems at the birthday banquet of Mrs. Yun were made by the second lady himself. If the master didn't believe it, you can find the ladies of aristocratic families and confront them. I saw that there was nothing on the rice paper in front of the lady's seat, and the pen in the lady's hand did not even touch the ink!" The lady was too shameless. In order to steal the purple bamboo flute from the second lady's hand, she actually made up such a ridiculous lie to deceive the master. The master did not ask the second lady, and he convicted the second lady of the second lady. Qiaolan was filled with anger and hurriedly testified for her second lady in front of Mr. Su.

What a sharp-tongued little maid. Just now, she should have thrown the little maid on the street. Su Jinyan's eyes were vicious, but she said to Mr. Su with tears on her face, "Dad, Yan'er is all about the truth. Qiaolan, the maid, is eager to protect her master, and Yan'er can understand it, but Yan'er just wants to get her own things back, and she never thought of making things difficult for the second sister."

While saying that, he turned to Su Jinxin and begged, "Second sister, please give you the purple bamboo flute back to the eldest sister. You can give you any older sister you want, but this purple bamboo flute is not good. The older sister knows that you are average in appearance and have not read and read well with Xixi since childhood. You are afraid that you will be ridiculed by those wives of aristocratic families and ladies, so you want to make a big splash at today's birthday banquet for Mrs. Yun. You snatched the paintings and poems made by your elder sister. My elder sister doesn't blame you, but you shouldn't even snatch the love that Mrs. Yun gave to her elder sister. Second sister, you're so disappointed with this."

Su Jinyan pretended to be pitiful and begged Su Jinxin one after another. Su Jinxin felt annoyed and wanted to get angry, but because Mr. Su was present, she would not have a chance to get angry. Otherwise, she would have been slapped over long ago, such as snatching her purple bamboo flute and making love tokens. This sister is really good at saying it. In the previous life, Mr. Yun married her, which was really bad for eight lives. Alas, it’s a pity that her sister pretended to be pitiful and innocent, is definitely a great master in the world. As long as she was a man, she would feel unbearable. Perhaps, Mr. Yun in her previous life was deceived by her.

"Jinxin, give the Zizhuxiao to your elder sister!" Mr. Su felt sorry for his eldest daughter being bullied, and no longer beat around the bush, and directly forced Su Jinxin to hand over the purple bambooxiao to Su Jinyan.

Mr. Su, why do you have to be so big in the circle? He also said to keep it on behalf of others. Haha, it's ridiculous. Su Jinxin's lips are ridiculous. Both the daughter of the Su family, Mr. Su's favor is more and more than one or two days. He believes what the concubine Su Jinyan said, but he doesn't believe what she said at all. It would be fine if she doesn't believe it, but she also indulges sister Su Jinyan to rob it clearly. Haha... Su Jinxin's smile became more and more sarcastic. Don't force her. Even if her Su Jinxin's things are broken or destroyed, they will not be cheaper from sister Su Jinyan.

Aunt Mei was anxious from the side. The master was angry. No one would listen except the eldest lady. However, was Mr. Xiaoyun really given this to the second lady?

Not only Aunt Mei would be so suspicious, but the entire Su family would be suspicious. The eldest lady was beautiful and handsome. Mr. Yun had no reason not to give it to the eldest lady, but instead gave it to a second lady with an ordinary appearance.

Although Su Jinyan cried out in her face, the pride in her eyes did not escape Su Jinxin's eyes. The concubine wanted to steal the purple bamboo flute. If she could get her wish, wouldn't she be even more arrogant?

Su Jinxin, you have to give it if you don’t give it. Su Jinyan turned her back to Master Su, so Master Su did not see Su Jinyan’s ferocity when she looked at Su Jinxin, and her silent intimidation for Su Jinxin.

Sister, if you have the ability, come and get it.

Su Jinxin smiled faintly, not willing to be outdone.

"Dad, since my elder sister said it was the paintings and poems she wrote, it should not be difficult for her to write one." As soon as Su Jinxin said this, Su Jinyan's face suddenly turned pale, but Su Jinxin did not intend to let her go so easily. "Dad, you don't know that half of Mr. Yun's paintings are all kinds of bamboos, which can be said to be famous paintings since generations. Moreover, they said that the second half of the paintings are seamless, oh, and the small regular script characters are elegant and elegant, haha... If my elder sister draws another picture and hangs it in the main hall of the mansion, then everyone in the mansion can see it. Sister, just draw another picture. As long as you draw, Jinxin will be convinced and will give it to the purple bamboo flute and never regret it."

"This painting cannot be completed in a short while. It's so late. You let your father and the others wait. Su Jinxin, you are really unfilial!" Su Jinyan made a fuss about the truth. How could she know where to start painting by Master Yun? If she could paint, why would she let the little bitch Su Jinxin show off at the birthday banquet of Mrs. Yun.

"Miss, please." When Su Jinxin said that she wanted Su Jinyan to paint, Zhilan, who knew how to observe her words and expressions, came over with rice paper, pen and ink, and placed it on the table.

Su Jinyan was even more frightened. Her beautiful face was faintly covered in tears. She hesitated and dared not come forward or take a pen.

"Jinxin, aren't you making things difficult for your elder sister? This painting is not something you can draw when you want to paint." Mr. Su blindly favored himself. Although Jinxin's words were reasonable, the whole city of Lin'an knew that the talent of his eldest daughter Yan'er could not be faked.

Su Jinxin sneered, and without saying a word, he picked up the wolf hair on the table. Seeing this, Su Jinyan was so scared that she was so scared that she rushed forward and knocked over the inkstone, "Forget it, if you don't give it, don't give it. Why bother to hurt the relationship between us sisters for a purple bamboo flute? Dad, since the second sister of the purple bamboo flute likes this so much, she doesn't want her daughter, so she should give it to her."

This made her feel so aggrieved by Su Jinyan, but Su Jinxin became a stubborn sister who forced her to steal her elder sister's things. Mr. Su sighed in his heart and felt that her eldest daughter Su Jinyan was sensible and regarded sisterly affection more than anything else.

"Yan'er..."

Su Jinyan ran away cryingly, and Mr. Su and Aunt Xie hurriedly chased and comforted her.

"Miss Second, you are frightened, so let's take a break sooner." Aunt Mei looked at Su Jinxin sympathetically, saluted Su Jinxin, and left.

"This...who stole the things from whom?" Qiaolan was so angry that she could hardly speak. "I really didn't see someone else's stuff, and I stole it so righteously!"

"That's right, seeing the young lady's appearance as weak and bullied, I was so angry that I wanted to come forward and beat her up and vent my anger for you, Miss Second." Zhilan also said hatefully.

"Miss II, wuwu... You can't argue, the master doesn't even give you the time to clear your grievances." Qinglan cried, "If Miss II, you just made a painting, the truth will be revealed, and the master will believe you."

"Forget it, just pretend that a group of mad dogs biting people. I don't care. What are you guys?" Su Jin smiled mockingly. Such a Su family and such a father would teach her how to stay.

"How is Yi'er?" The most important thing now is Yi'er's illness. Aunt Xie and her sister Su Jinyan, mother and daughter, let them be arrogant for a few days.

Zhilan shook her head sadly.

Su Jinxin felt a pain in his heart for no reason. He hurriedly ran to Yi'er's courtyard despite the pain on his knees.

"Su Jinxin, your brother is so sick, you still have the heart to go out to the house to attend the banquet. I see you, do you wish your brother would die early?" Lin looked at her, and she glared like an enemy when she saw her, "Yes, I owe you over the years, but you shouldn't curse your brother to die."

"I don't!" Su Jinxin roared, and this roar scared Lin.

She was bullied outside, and Lin didn't care. She was forced by Aunt Xie and Sister Su Jinyan and her daughter in the mansion. Lin didn't care, but blamed Yi'er's illness on her head.

"Didn't I say that Aunt Ruan is the culprit of Yi'er? Now that Aunt Ruan is dead, what else do you want!" Lin's family is still the daughter of the Lin family in Chuzhou. She would rather believe the words of those Taoists than the doctor's words. Su Jinxin's eyes suddenly became cold.

Lin suddenly became a little scared and said softly, "It is not only Aunt Ruan who may harm Yi'er." Lin naturally would not admit that she had wronged Aunt Ruan. She could not afford the serious crime of killing someone to pay for her life.

"Mom, in another half a year, our Su family will have to add young master again. Should you, the mistress of the family, abdicate and give in to the wise?" Lin did not let her have a good time, so why should she consider that Lin is his own mother?

Su Jinxin's words were like a needle stab, stabbing Lin's heart. Yi'er couldn't live long, which means that sooner or later, Mrs. Su would be kicked down by Aunt Xie. Aunt Xie was first the master's wife, and then, the future young master of the Su family... The more Lin thought about it, the more scared she became. She became more and more crazy and crazy, "No, no, Yi'er won't die..."

Yes, Lin in his previous life was crazy that he could not withstand the blow of Yi'er's premature death.

If Lin is crazy... Su Jin didn't dare to think about it, and never thought about it like that. After all, no matter how many Lin's things are, they are her biological mother.

She has endured the pain of giving birth for ten months of pregnancy. Because of this, she is always a little more tolerant of Lin. Even if Lin scolds her or blames her, she wants to endure it.

Su Jinxin passed over her and headed straight to Yi'er's bed.

"Yi'er, Yi'er, it's sister..." Yi'er was lying on the bed, her little body twitching and swelling. Su Jinxin hurriedly stepped forward and held him down to prevent him from moving.

Yi'er, it's because my sister is not good, so I shouldn't leave you behind.

"Sister...Sister...Sister...Shan...Shan...Think..." Yi'er opened her eyes with difficulty and saw Su Jinxin's pale and thin little hands tightly holding Su Jinxin's sleeves.

The mountain is Wuyun Mountain!

Su Jinxin understood as soon as he heard it. It turned out that Yi'er had always remembered what she said. She said she wanted to take him to Wuyun Mountain to see the bamboo paths in Yunqi, the gurgling streams, and the tea trees all over the Su family...

So, Yi'er just wanted to go out of the mansion to see the mountains?
Chapter completed!