The Concubine of a Famous Family: Reborn as a Empress

Regardless of He Lanxue's cries, He Qixiong took He Yan into his arms and went to the yard where He Yanniang kissed Liao Yaru.

The father and daughter had just entered the house, and Liao, who was doing needlework, looked up and saw the two, quickly put down the needle and thread in his hands, got up and greeted them, and frowned when he saw the wound on his daughter's face, "What's the matter? "

He Yan was as timid as she was in her hometown, staring blankly at her mother in front of her without saying a word.

Tears fell down like broken beads.

Seeing her daughter like this, Liao Yaru felt a great pain in her heart, and quickly stretched out her hand to pull her into her arms, and comforted her softly, "Don't cry, don't cry, my dear Yaner, mother is here."

He Yan kept silent, but kept crying. Liao Yaru looked distressed, looked at He Qixiong with doubts in her eyes, and asked, "What's wrong with Yan'er? Who beat you up so early in the morning?"

He Qixiong sighed in a low voice, feeling a little guilty, not daring to look directly into Liao Yaru's angry eyes.

"Yaru, don't worry, this kind of thing will never happen again, I will go and seek justice for Yan'er!"

After He Qixiong finished speaking, he got up and left the room, angrily went back to teach He Lanxue a lesson.

At this time, He Yan was nestled in her mother's arms, not caring about what was fair and unfair, she hugged her mother's thin waist tightly, and refused to let go for a long time.

Liao Yaru was in poor health and had always been weak and sickly. In her previous life, she passed away when He Yan was 14 years old.

He Yan hadn't been able to act like a spoiled child in her mother's arms for a long time.

Liao Yaru gently followed her daughter's back, lowered her head and kissed the top of He Yan's head, "Yan'er, tell mother, what's wrong? How did you get the injury on your face?"

He Yan didn't want her mother to be worried, she bit her lower lip and shook her head, she raised her head to look at her mother, "Mother... Yan'er misses you so much."

Liao Yaru smiled helplessly when she heard the words, and nodded her daughter's small nose, "You, you just sleep with your mother for a night and you are so annoying?"

He Yan took a deep breath, and hugged Liao Yaru's neck tightly again, "Well... I don't want to be separated from my mother for a moment."

Liao Yaru glanced at the slap marks on He Yan's face, and she became concerned, her face sank, and she asked in a low voice, "But there was a dispute with the ladies in the mansion?"

He Yan hummed lightly, and said nothing.

Liao Yaru frowned, saw the figure shaking outside the window, and shouted outside, "Is Lan'er outside?"

The figure outside the window paused, and responded, "Auntie, it's Lan'er."

"You come in."

"Yes……"

After hearing this, He Yan's heart moved slightly, she got up in her mother's arms, and obediently sat aside.

Lan'er walked up to the two of them with small steps, squatted down, "I met Aunt Ru, Second Miss."

Liao Yaru raised her hand, looked at her a few times, and saw that her body was neat and tidy, without a single wrinkle, while her own daughter was in a mess, feeling a little dissatisfied, and asked,

"There is no one else in the room. Lan'er doesn't need to be so polite. You and Yan'er have been sisters since childhood. You must not become estranged just because you entered He's mansion. What happened just now? I asked Yan'er and she didn't say anything. Then It's up to you to tell me."

After Lan'er heard this, her face was a little embarrassed, as if it was difficult to speak.

Looking up, seeing Liao Yaru's persistent expression, he didn't dare to hide it, so he described in detail what happened in He Yan's yard just now.

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