Several servants were helpless and could only push Fang Chi Xia to the ground.

In the room, the sound of the cymbals rang.

The family law of Luojia was established very early, but in fact, no children have tasted this kind of suffering. Fang Chixia is the first one.

Using the board made of wood, Fang Chi Xia was very uncomfortable in the past two days. When the first board went down, it hurt her eyebrows, and all the senses were numb, and her face was dead and white.

The servants of Luojia are actually very good, especially the housekeeper.

Looking at her like this, she can't bear to look at it, let alone start.

However, Luo Wei is still there, and he has no choice. He can only tell the maids to continue on one board and one board, and let a maid look to Luo Yibei.

When Luo Yibei received the news, he and Su dye came to this side.

When I heard the servant's words, my face changed, and I didn't care if I was with myself. I quickly rushed to the villa of Luojing.

When it arrived, Fang Chi Xia had already smashed eight times.

Eight times, the hands of two male servants, each of them hurt her consciousness, the small face of the palm of the hand, the blood is gone.

"What is this doing?" Luo Yibei ran in a few steps and pushed away the two servants who were on the side. He panicked and helped Fang Chi Xia, who was lying on the ground, "What happened?"

"The grandmother's vase is broken, too grandfather decided that I broke it." Fang Chixia did not know what happened to him at this time. When he saw him, his eyes were sour and he suddenly wanted to cry.

Luo Yibei knew how important the vase was to Luo Wei. When she listened to her first half of the sentence, she tightened her heart, and then listened to her second half of her sentence, her face sinking.

The gaze first glanced at the hips of her board and looked at her pale face. Luo Yibei’s heart was cut by something, and it hurt sharply. He asked softly. "what happened?"

"I don't know..." Fang Chi Xia looked awkward and his voice was a little choked.

This is her most aggrieved place, things have become like this, she has suffered too much, but she can't explain even the sentence.

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter." Luo Yibei was disturbed by her hoarse voice, glaring at her soft voice.

"Luo Yibei, this is not what I did, I really don't, do you believe me?" Fang Chixia's hand was next to his clothes, like the only life-saving grass, looking at his tears. The shadow flickers.

"Letter, as long as you say, I believe, don't cry." Luo Yibei's hand wiped the tears hanging from her eyes indiscriminately, and regardless of Luo Wei's presence, just hold Fang Chi Xia, Another pat on her back to appease, the movement has a gentleness that she did not notice.

Fang Chi Xia Wo was in his arms and cried like a child who had been wronged.

Luo Yan looked at him like this, his brow wrinkled.

Su dye walked step by step from the garden, and looked at the scene from a distance, and there was something in his heart. He slammed into the bottom of the valley.

Fang Chi Xia's mood is somewhat unstable. Although her life in the past is not so carefree, she has at least not suffered such a big grievance.

Her most aggrieved place is that she can't even say the reasons for her rebuttal!

Luo Yibei has been comforting her all the time, and when she feels a little calm, she pulls her up.

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