Xuanhe six years, easy house.

The young head of the Yi family is happy today, and the whole house is full of joy.

It's just that the young lady's wife was weak due to some small changes during childbirth, and it is said that she has to stay in bed to recuperate.

The young head of the family was anxious about this, for fear that his wife would have three long and two short.

The young head of the Yi family and his wife have a very strong relationship, which is recognized by the whole of Shangjing.

The families in Shangjing have long been surprised by the young master's behavior, and they don't even bother to say a word of envy.

"Tuk-tuk-"

"Phew—"

Yi Fengze turned over and dismounted, threw the horse rope into the servant's arms, and walked home without pausing at all.

"The young master is back. ”

The housekeeper got the news early and waited for Yi Fengze to return home, and saw him coming quickly wrapped in wind and dust.

Yi Fengze responded with his head, didn't give too much time to greetings, and went straight to the point: "How is Madame doing today?

"Doctor Chen has gone to the house today to ask the young lady for a pulse, saying that the young lady is weak and it is not suitable to see the wind in recent days, and he has prescribed some prescriptions to replenish qi and nourish blood. ”

The housekeeper came as soon as he opened his mouth, this is what the young lady has been doing since she gave birth, originally this kind of thing does not need the housekeeper to say, the servants who serve by the young lady's side are more suitable.

Who told those two big maids who didn't know what to do to betray the master?

There is no rush to re-admit people, so this errand can only be carried out by the housekeeper.

It is strange to say that the young head of the family cares about the young lady unabated, and he hurries back to the house every day from outside to inquire about the situation of the young lady.

But when asked, he didn't go to see the young lady in person, since the young master was born, the young master and the young lady haven't even seen each other.

Although he was amazed in his heart, the housekeeper did not have too many different colors on his face, nor did he comfort him.

The young head of the family has his own measure, and it is not his turn to speculate.

"Little Boy ......"

The housekeeper hesitated for a moment, but still mentioned the newborn.

After all, it is the child of the young family master and the young lady, and although the young family master has not mentioned it in recent days, he must still be worried about it.

Xu was too worried about the young lady, so he missed the past.

Speaking of newborns, a complex and indistinguishable light crossed Yi Fengze's eyes, and he put his right hand on his left hand as he walked, his fingers tapped lightly, and he walked silently for a while before saying:

"The kid...... Have you seen it?"

The housekeeper bowed down and said, "I've seen it, the little young master didn't look very healthy in the first few days, and Dr. Chen has seen it a few times." ”

"How's it going?"

"It's good now, Dr. Chen said that in the future, if you take care of it carefully, you won't be fine if you don't get cold. ”

Yi Fengze bowed his head, indicating that he knew.

The two of them stopped talking outside the study.

The study is heavy, naturally it is not easy to enter casually, Yi Fengze waved his hand at the housekeeper.

The housekeeper understood, and immediately saluted: "The villain will retire first." ”

After all, as the housekeeper of a huge Yi Mansion, he has a lot of official duties.

Yi Fengze slowly stepped on the steps and pushed open the door of the study.

A moment later, the door to the study was slammed shut.

As soon as the door was closed, Yi Fengze stumbled as if he couldn't hold on.

Fortunately, I held on to the door in time and didn't let myself fall too ugly.

"What are you doing again!?"

Yi Fengze gritted his teeth.

His brow furrowed, almost protruding from a mountain, the beads of sweat on his forehead rolled down and fell dangerously on his eyelashes, and his eyes flew out in the blink of an eye.

Other than that, I can't see anything strange next to it.

There was no one in the study, but his words seemed to be addressed to someone.

It makes people stand upside down all of a sudden, and it is terrifying.

………………

When he opened his eyes, he was greeted by a simple and elegant bed curtain.

Not too surprised, she sat up and looked out through the lowered veil.

The whole of the room is faintly visible.

This is Meng Qingyao's room.

Zhiwan silently recited, put his hands back, and leaped out of the bed.

After all, Meng Qingyao's age is too old, and Zhiqian can't go back in time to investigate like Zhong Shukai did before.

Therefore, she changed her way and directly entered Meng Qingyao's memory, although this was quite restrictive, and she could only see the things around Meng Qingyao.

But it can't be helped.

At that end, she asked Zhao Yangwan to go to the underworld to see if she could find Yi Fengze's information, so as to be an assistant.

This one observes Yi Fengze through Meng Qingyao's memory, and with a two-pronged approach, he can always roughly judge who this young family master is.

Thinking like this, Zhiwan glanced at the woman lying on the bed and the child sleeping in the cradle next to her.

For some reason, this kid looked a little familiar.

Zhiwan frowned, subconsciously searching for his own memories.

…… No clue.

Could it be that she looks like a child in the world, so she looks familiar?

He put the stubble aside and walked to the window to look out.

The windows in Meng Qingyao's room are made of gauze, and through a layer of tulle, you can roughly judge the time of day outside.

At this time, it was dark, and it was quiet outside, with occasional lights swimming by, thinking that people were in action.

The moonlight softly and silently climbed up the window lattice, reflecting a little shadow of the eaves.

Because Meng Qingyao was resting at the moment, Zhiqian couldn't leave the room to go outside, so he could only take a general look at the layout of the room, and then sit on the edge of the Eight Immortals table.

According to this trend, Zhiqian thought to herself, probably she would have to stay in this room for ten days and half a month.

It's boring to think about.

As he thought so, a dark figure walked slowly through the window to the door of the room.

The black shadow didn't move quickly, it looked like it took about five minutes from the window to the door, and it took a long time to stop at the door, so long that Zhiqian couldn't help but want to open the door, so he gently pushed the door.

"Squeak-"

There was a sound from the wooden door, which was not loud, and it could not wake up the mother and son who were resting.

Zhiqian sat where he was, not moving.

As long as she doesn't want to, no one can see her.

What's more, now in Meng Qingyao's memory environment, even if she wants others to see herself, it is impossible.

The dark shadow is naturally a person.

He is a young man, dressed elegantly and decently, elegant and extravagant, and has the demeanor of a son.

This man should be Yi Fengze, there is no doubt.

Yi Fengze didn't carry a lantern when he came, and after opening the door lightly and coming in, he slowly closed the door very cautiously.

When he turned around, Zhiqian saw the front of the young family master.

Yi Fengze is indeed a turbid son, although his appearance is not as delicate as Mingmiao, but it can also be called outstanding.

It's just that his expression at the moment is quite weird, not at all as gentle and gentle as described in Meng Qingyao's mouth.

The man squinted, the corners of his lips hooked up a frivolous arc, and the whole person revealed an evil and evil yin qi.

Zhifei was thoughtful, could it be that he was taken away?

Or is it the same as Zhu Fang, who was ghosted?