The autumn rain lingered, the rain fell for several days, and there was no sign of stopping at the moment, Manluo rubbed her hands and stepped forward to close the window of the yellow flowerwood, picked up the dark blue hand stove on the round table behind the screen, and sat on the edge of the bed with her palm: "I heard that the second lady mourns all day long, and the master doesn't care about her..." Manberry raised an eyebrow, a sneer on her lips.

Fu Liluo straightened up slightly, pulled the brocade quilt that covered his waist, and the misty apricot eyes stared at the mangrove: "I hope she has learned a lesson this time, by the way, when did the master say to send her to Zhuangzi?" Fu Liluo pulled the fur made of fox skin at the foot of the bed and put it on his waist, and his words were unhurried, and he looked out the window with casual eyebrows, and vaguely saw a person passing under the window.

As soon as she heard this mangrove, she was angry, her eyes widened angrily, and the corners of her mouth were frowned: "I heard Xiao'e say that the second lady yelled that her body was itchy and refused to go out, and the old man softened her heart for a while and let her stay longer, saying that she would personally send her back to Zhuangzi on the first day of the next month." ”

Manluo returned to Fu Liluo with 1510, and she was afraid that the old man would be soft-hearted and spare the sinister second lady, but fortunately, the old man just said to delay sending her away, but still imprisoned her in the firewood room.

"Why do you go to deliver it in person on the first day of the first month of next month?" Fu Liluo tore off the shawl on his shoulders in annoyance, his eyebrows rolled up slightly in surprise, and the red tear mole above the corner of his eyes was extremely dazzling and crystal under the light of the bright glass cup on the case, like the fine red jade.

Manluo helped her tuck the corners of the quilt, picked up the fire primer, and dialed the silver charcoal placed in the brazier next to the incense case, and her face was full of anger: "But it's not! The fifth day of the next month is the old lady's 70th birthday, and the old man wants to rush to pick her up before that old man to go back to the house, it is said that the eldest son of the second room master committed an accident, and the second master was dismissed." Manluo was a little embarrassed, she also went to the flower hall this morning to return to the old man about Mu Qi, and listened to Mama Li and Mama Wang discussing.

The silver wire charcoal in the fire tray crackled and crackled, a trace of sparks sparkled and sparkled, and the sparks that had just almost extinguished instantly ignited again, Fu Liluo was cold and excited, and wrapped the fur on his body tightly: "What I am most afraid of is the resurgence of the ashes!" He pulled the ink-colored pillow around his waist and stared at the tassels swinging above his head: "How is Mu Qi?"

"I used some fine porridge, and now I sleep again. ”

Manluo tightened the skirt of her jacket and stretched out her hand to bake the fire on top of the fire, her handsome round face was full of sorrow, like a gloomy dark cloud.

"That's good, who's taking care of her?" Fu Liluo put her hands on the edge of the bed, her whole body shrunk in the cloud brocade quilt, only her head poked out, the glass cup on the incense case, scattered with an orange halo, covered the tip of her pretty nose, and the whole little face was more delicate and lovely than usual.

Manluo picked up the porcelain bowl on the square wooden case and sat on the edge of the bed, and lifted her quilt without saying anything: "Xiao'e..." Seeing that Fu Liluo didn't mean to get up, Manluo put the bowl on the brown wooden case, and reached out to pull her: "Miss, get up and eat! ”

Fu Li Luo sneered, and reached out to pinch the little maid's bulging cheeks: "Nagging, when will I find you a mother-in-law and marry you!"

Manluo's round face was crimson, and she was busy dodging Fu Liluo's troubled hand: "Miss, you are really, the slave and maid will not marry! I will rely on you, the slave and maid will go wherever the young lady goes, and the young lady will not want to get rid of the slave and maid." ”

Fu Liluo's nose suddenly soured, and tears the size of beans quietly rolled down her fair face, once upon a time she was still the daughter of the Ningxi Hou Mansion, and there were two such loyal maids beside her, her clear eyes kept flashing the picture of the tragic death of the little eagle and the little bird, she suddenly clenched her fists, and her thin fingertips dug the delicate palm out of the deep pit, but she didn't feel pain.

Afraid of arousing the suspicion of mangrove, Fu Liluo hurriedly raised his eyebrows, scooped up the warm porridge and put it into his mouth, together with the sour tears, but his heart was surging with bitter and dull pain.

"By the way, Miss, the slave maid thinks that Xiaozhu is weird lately. Manluo picked up the mung bean cake wrapped in plain paper, twisted a piece and threw it into her mouth, and her eyes kept flashing back to the little maid Xiaozhu's behavior last night.

She went to the hut in the backyard to find Xiao'e, and saw that Xiaozhu came out of Xiao'e's room in a panic, and she was about to scold Xiao'e because she thought that Xiao'e was coming, saying that she saw that Xiaozhu was still young, and she was afraid to live in a room, so she asked Xiaozhu to be a companion.

Manluo was very surprised at the time, when did Xiao'e become so familiar with Xiaozhu? But when I thought that Xiao'e had suffered a lot of sins with Gu Yunhua before, she was received by Miss Yifeng Pavilion at this time, and she shouldn't care about it, otherwise Xiao'e would definitely feel uncomfortable, so she didn't continue to ask about Xiaozhu.

But looking back, I always feel that Xiaozhu behaves strangely, and always feels that her hands and feet are not clean, this morning she also deliberately asked Xiao'e to beware of Xiaozhu, but I didn't expect Xiao'e to say that she was suspicious and pulled her face and left, Manluo only felt a grievance in her heart, and she kindly reminded Xiao'e that she was deflated in the end.

"What's so strange?"

Fu Liluo hid the sourness in his eyes, handed the bowl to the mangrove, and leaned back on the big pillow.

Manluo pulled the cloud ink soft brocade quilt, covered her neck, looked out the window, and half-bent over to lean against Fu Liluo's ear: "I feel that her hands and feet are not clean, but I can't hold her." ”

Manluo put her head on the cloud brocade quilt dejectedly, flashing her big eyes, looking at the smoky gray bed curtain, with a look of chagrin.

Fu Liluo flicked Manluo's smooth forehead, and put his cold hand into her arms: "Staring at her carefully, she is a little maid, what waves can she make....." She wanted to speak and stopped, stretched her hand to her mouth and sighed: "Don't let her touch Mu Qi's medicinal diet." ”

Manluo suddenly bounced up from the bed, and made a round face: "It's not good! Mu Qi's decoction this morning was given by her." Before he could finish speaking, the people rushed out of the back room, and the cyan roller blinds with jade and beads were clanging into a mess.

Fu Liluo was also taken aback, and hurriedly shouted Mama Shen from the outer courtyard to follow...

At noon, Fu Liluo walked alone to the backyard to visit Mu Qi, just walked to the door, saw Mu Qi's expression stretched, chatting with Manluo, couldn't help but put down the heart hanging in his throat, lifted his skirt and stepped in with a light smile: "Today's improvement is not bad! Today's winter solstice, looking at the continuous rain, the little guy who sent to invite has not come back. ”

Outside, the rain besieged the city and the fine sand fell, and on the dead branches in the pavilion, there was a pitch-black bird, standing on the slippery branches.

Fu Liluo saw his god, and remembered that when he secretly went to the old mansion that day, he had also met such a black bird, in addition to the bird, there was also the fox as unpredictable man...

"Oh no, no, something happened to the second miss..."

With a panicked shout, Sheng Sheng pulled Fu Liluo's mind back, she wrapped the fur brocade clothes on her body tightly, and looked at Mama Hong, who was waiting in the outer courtyard: "What's wrong?

Mama Hong frowned and stepped forward and scolded:

"Foolish, the eldest lady is resting! is it a dead person so loud?"

Manluo hugged Fu Liluo and leaned on the corner of the door frame of the golden silk nanmu, listening to the movement of the outer courtyard with her ears pricked up.

"It's not a dead man, it's something more terrible than a dead man!" the little maid pressed her throat, and her thin shoulders trembled and she fell on the wet porch steps, panting, and her little face had already turned white.

Fu Liluo walked out with her eyebrows and skirt raised: "What the hell is going on?"

Before the little maid could speak, I saw another grandmother running over waving her arms: "It's terrible! It's terrible! The second lady has become a bloody person! Come on, people......"

Manluo tugged at the corners of Fu Liluo's clothes and followed closely behind, no one noticed that a pair of gloomy eyes at the corner of the eaves of the corridor were poking towards this side.

"Ahh

The poignant and shrill shout, Shengsheng frightened everyone who walked to the door of the firewood room in the backyard, and Xiao'e, who followed behind Manluo, was even more unstable under her feet, and almost fell to the ground, her eyes looked at Xiaozhu under the flower garden in the corner of the courtyard in a panic, a pair of dry hands dragged the corners of her clothes, and when she looked up again, she just bumped into Fu Li Luo's light eyes like water, and suddenly Xiao'e was stunned and let go of the wrinkled hem of her clothes.

The firewood room was dirty and messy, the ground was full of greasy and fine gourd skin confetti, two fairly thick plain brocade quilts were thrown on the couch paved with hay, a woman was unkempt and stepped on it, her mouth was shouting and screaming, her head was full of green silk piled up on her head like straw, and what was even more terrible was that the woman's water-red clothes had become blood-red, as if she had been soaked in blood, and through the gap in the lattice of the window, everyone could smell the smell of blood, mixed with all kinds of indescribable smells, so that people wanted to faint.

"Gross.... Vomit..."Manluo let go of Fu Liluo's hand, quickly frowned and covered the corners of his mouth, and ran to the corner of the courtyard to retch, Fu Liluo raised his hand and pinched his nose to look in, only to see a firewood more than a foot high around the couch, a kerosene lamp fell on the corner, as the door suddenly opened from the inside, the cold wind poured in, and a bad smell came from the surface.

Mama Shen hurriedly picked up Supa to cover Fu Liluo's nose, her whole body blocked Fu Liluo, and her eyes stared vigilantly at the woman in the firewood room.

"It's you, are you trying to harm me?" The stinking woman rushed to Fu Liluo, raised her dry fingers, and pointed at Fu Liluo who was standing under the door frame, her withered grass hair was stained with a lot of dry chips and oil.

If Fu Liluo hadn't seen it clearly, the little face buried in the messy hair, she really couldn't have imagined that the mentally discouraged woman in front of her was a gentle and soft Gu Yun painting a few days ago!

It stands to reason that Yang Suqin should try her best to rescue her, why did she end up like this now? Anyway, Yang Suqin is still in charge of the housework of Otsuka Zaifu, even if she is now grounded by Gu Yunhua, at least she can take care of her subordinates, so that she will not be so unbearable, Fu Liluo couldn't help but sigh in his heart when he thought about it.

"Don't touch the eldest lady! Stay away. Mama Shen raised her thin arm to block Gu Yunhua's body running over, and shouted Xiao'e, who was shrinking under the eaves: "Xiao'e, come quickly, hold the eldest lady." Xiao'e walked up with a trembling head, just about to hold Fu Liluo's arm, but unexpectedly, Gu Yunhua jumped over, his sharp fingers pulled Xiao'e's small arm, bared his teeth and jumped up to beat her: "You traitor to seek glory, listen to her words and actually do hands and feet on my clothes, faceless cheap embryo..." Gu Yunhua pulled Xiao'e's black hair hanging down to her shoulders, and raised a kick to her lower abdomen.

Fu Liluo brushed the raindrops on his sleeves, and just helped Mama Shen to stand firmly, only to see a figure rushing over, suddenly pushing down the crazy Gu Yun painting, hugging Xiao'e, who was trembling with fright, and comforting softly.

Fu Liluo looked at it, it was the maid Xiaozhu, looking at her with suspicious eyes, but Xiaozhu stared at Gu Yunhua who was paralyzed on the ground panting with a fierce look of hatred, looking at her protecting Xiao'e, just like the fierce eagle, protecting the little chicken, where is there still such a weak and cowardly look!

"Ahh Yes... It's so itchy... It's itching to death!" Gu Yun, who was on the ground, stared at the balls like a dead fish, opened and closed his lips, and kept grabbing his body with both hands, only to see that on the white neck, there were several deep and shallow blood marks, and with her vigorous tearing, a shocking burst appeared, and the hot silk was still dripping blood blisters!