Fu Liluo's five fingers clasped the celadon bottle, and the warm sun reflected on her face through the lattice of the window, the light was deep and shallow, and it was indescribably beautiful.

"Mama, put your heart back in your stomach!" Fu Liluo stroked the green silk on his sideburns behind his ears, raised his moist eyes, and looked at Mama Li's sneering old face: "Aunt Yang's matter, I just think it is her bad luck." ”

After settling down, Fu Liluo reached out and handed the celadon vase to Mama Li, raised his eyes and looked at her for a moment: "Besides, in such a sinister weather, she just wants to go up the snow slope, isn't she killing herself?"

The crisp and tactful voice is like the beads that fall into the jade plate, which makes people's hearts feel comfortable and refreshing.

Mama Li clasped her wrist tightly, and two lines of old tears rolled down her furrow-like face, this exquisite-minded girl in front of her really made her respectful!

The words were quiet, which made the panicked Mama Li seem to have taken a reassurance.

Mama Li choked and knelt beside the couch, thankful to Dade and said: "The eldest lady is so righteous, the old slave is really grateful!"

"Mama, get up. Fu Li Luo smiled lightly and gave a hand, she frowned and made a contemplative look, hooked her white chin, and said clearly: "Where do you want to repay any great favors! Mama has been doing her best to take care of the affairs of the house, and I am very satisfied!"

Fu Liluo touched the cloud pillow inlaid with gold silk thread in plain brocade, teased his eyelids, and suddenly sat up straight, looked at Mama Li who was shrunk and drooping her shoulders, and said with a straight face: "Now, there is something that Mama needs to do." Fu Li Luo looked at the cyan curtain behind the carved screen, and lowered his voice: "I need to do it secretly..."

Ordered Manluo and Shen Mama to stay in the outer room, Fu Liluo told Mama Li about the Gu Xinyue she saw in Qingyu Nunnery, probably just because she went to Ming'an Temple to pray for the old lady, after the incense, when she was strolling, she met a deep forest nunnery, and met a beautiful girl in the nunnery, and the girl told herself that her miserable life experience was like this...

She deliberately emphasized how Gu Xinyue resented Yang Suqin, and how Yang Suqin murdered Gu Xinyue's biological mother and threw Gu Xinyue into the nunnery.

Of course, Fu Liluo didn't mention anything about the pickling of Qingyu'an!

Before it was time to clean up that Yuwen Jingyi, one more person knew that it was not good after all, and he was afraid that the person who had broken his mouth and done good things would reveal the place where the filth and dirt were hidden.

That would be one less chance to bring down Yuwen Jingyi.

Fu Liluo thought secretly.

Mama Li's eyes widened, rubbing the palm of the old bark, and sighed: "It turns out that Aunt Zhen was killed by Yang Suqin! ”

Fu Li Luo Furong had a trace of confusion on her face: "Grandma has seen that Aunt Zhen?"

Mama Li sighed, picked up the paddle and wiped the corners of her eyes: "I've seen... Aunt Zhen has a gentle temperament, how can she be Yang Suqin's opponent!"

Taking the warm mother-in-law handed over by Fu Liluo, Mama Li secretly bowed her head: "Since your mother Mrs. Shen gave birth to the little master, then Yang Suqin successfully entered the house and became an aunt under the guise of taking care of the eldest lady and Young Master Xuan, at that time, Aunt Zhen in the house was eight months pregnant, who knew one day..."

Fu Liluo was taken aback, and raised his hand slightly to support his forehead.

Mama Li's hand holding the teacup trembled, and her eyes suddenly sank: "That day, I returned home from Dazhou with the master, and I heard the Yang family say that Mrs. Jingci said that Aunt Zhen's life is evil, if she gives birth in the house, it will bring blood and light to the lord and the house, and the Yang family said that for the fortune of the house and the lord, she made her own decision to move the Zhen family, saying that when the Zhen family gave birth to a child, she would take her into the house..."

"The old slave understands!" Mama Li suddenly put down the teacup in her palm, and her bloodshot eyes were full of anger: "Then Yang Suqin was originally premeditated, she hated Mrs. Shen, so she didn't let go of Mrs. Shen's companion maid Zhen!"

Fu Liluo's body paused slightly, and she hooked her lips incomprehensibly: "That.... Aunt Zhen is Shen. Is my mother's roommate?"

No wonder! Fu Liluo heard that Gu Xi's mother-in-law Shen Xingruo was jealous by nature, and had a deep relationship with Gu Qian Plaice, according to Shen Xingruo's temperament, she would definitely not let Gu Qian take other women as concubines.

That Yang Suqin had never even stepped through the door of the house before Shen Xingruo's death, and she had always thought that this Zhen family could conceive a child!

Now listening to Mama Li talk about Zhen's identity, Fu Liluo suddenly realized!

As Shen Xingruo's companion, Zhen can follow Gu Qian, so it is natural for her to get pregnant and give birth.

It's just that this ancient money is too easy to fool! Just listening to Yang Suqin's one-sided words, he moved the pregnant Zhen out of the house, which is too mean!

And who is that Jing Ci Master? Who is the sacredness of Gu Qian?

The glass cup lit on the incense case, the shining light fell on the sneer on Fu Liluo's lips, adding a little coldness, but there was a smile in his eyes: "Which nunnery is Master Jingci from?"

Mama Li shook her head blankly, and took a sip of boiling tea: "The old slave has never heard of this, but I have only heard that it is a respected teacher." ”

Fu Liluo raised his thin white tender hand to pull the Yingluo pendant hanging from the top of the bed, and his cold eyebrows and eyes bent: "How can a respected master not have a little mercy!

Fu Liluo sneered lightly, as deep as Gu Tan's eyes, like this cold star in the middle of winter.

Meow.. Meow..

The kitten opened her blue eyes, staring at the beautiful girl who was crooked on the bed without moving, and suddenly climbed up, her fluffy body pounced on the Yunjin quilt, meowed softly, and rubbed Fu Li's white palm with her soft little body.

Fu Liluo stretched out her hand to hold it into her arms, touching the soft kitten, and the man's elegant and handsome eyebrows suddenly flashed in front of her eyes, and the appearance of the sword eyebrows with stars made her suddenly feel bored.

"Miss..."Mama Li called her softly, and the tea cup in her palm was already cold.

Fu Liluo, whose face suddenly turned pale, barely saved a smile, let go of the kitten in his palm, frowned slightly and said: "Mama go get busy! I don't have anything to do here, but the thing I just said is very important, Mama must not forget!"

Mama Li should be busy.

I was about to open the curtain and go out, when I heard a voice from behind: "Mama will set off again at night... Find a few tight-mouthed guys, don't let people find out. ”

Fu Liluo's face was indifferent, but only a pair of eyes were vivid, overflowing with glass-like brilliance.

Mama Li's steps were sluggish, she paused in the corner of the screen, turned to the girl on the bed and blessed her body slightly, her face was solemn: "Don't worry, the old slave knows." ”

Let's bow down and open the curtain and go out...

After a while, Mama Hong opened the curtain and came in, holding a very elegant palace lamp in her hand: "Miss, do you see if this lamp looks good?"

Fu Liluo teased the fluffy kitten with a small hydrangea ball, and squinted at the palace lamp: "In broad daylight, what are Baba doing with a palace lamp?"

She could see at a glance that this palace lamp was made by the young man, and she had just praised this lamp for its elegance not long ago.

It's just that since the last time because of Yang Suqin's incident, I have been a little unhappy with him, and I haven't been to see him for several days, and I don't know if he is better!

"Did you send the Condensing Qi Pill?" Fu Liluo still teased the kitten, but her words were much softer, thinking of the weak young man, she couldn't bear it, after all, he was Gu Xi's own brother, and Gu Xi was kind to herself, since fate let her stay on Gu Xi, then she couldn't ignore him.

Mama Hong put the palace lamp on the log table next to the couch, and went to tuck the quilt for her with a smile: "Send it, the pill is useful, the old slave looks at the little young master and looks much better." ”

Mama Hong leaned over and picked up the kitten with the quilt in the corner of the bed, put it on the side of the cloud pillow beside Fu Liluo, and said with a light smile: "Although the little young master was raised by Aunt Yang, he finally crawled out of Mrs. Shen's belly. ”

Fu Liluo lowered his eyebrows, hid half of his body in the shadow of the cyan curtain raised at the head of the bed, and said, "Where will he remember me! Shouldn't he be guarding Yang Suqin's mourning hall at this moment?"

Mama Hong glanced at Fu Liluo meaningfully, and hugged the kitten on the bed: "Miss, you don't know, just last night, the little boy Baba came here three times, he heard that you went to Ming'an Temple during the day, because he was worried about you, he came to see if you came back." ”

Fu Li Luo straightened his back in astonishment, blinked a pair of autumn eyes that seemed to be able to speak, and the crispness between his eyebrows had faded a lot.

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The floating moon was in the sky, the stars were like dust, but Fu Liluo's heart was difficult to calm down, so she twisted a pill of incense beads and put it into the eight-clawed bronze incense burner.

"Miss, drink this soothing tea. ”

Manluo brought a dark porcelain bowl to her, and pulled the loose hair between the flowing clouds and sideburns for Fu Liluo: "I just heard Cuiyu say that the old lady has woken up." ”

Fu Liluo's beautiful eyes were tactful, looking at the white curling tea, her long eyelashes concealed the sharpness of her eyes, and a smile hung on her lips: "That's great!

Manluo raised her bulging jaw, and her eyebrows instantly provoked: "The second lady cried so loudly, how could the old lady not know, listening to Cuiyu, the old lady was sad, and she pulled the second lady to cry for a while..."

Flattened her mouth, Manluo pulled the small tassel tassel on the bed curtain hard: "The old lady also praised Aunt Yang, saying that her filial piety can be framed, and if it wasn't for the cold to pray for her, it would not have lost her life, and let the master bury Aunt Yang." ”

The mangrove's apricot eyes widened, and she couldn't help but snort: "That Aunt Yang's bad thoughts, where is she worthy of being buried!"

"The dead are great! Fu Liluo took a sip of tea, stared at the mangrove, and couldn't help but feel sorry in her heart, I don't know if she will bring that Gu Xinyue to the flower hall tomorrow, she will expose Yang Suqin's past pickles, will the old lady plan to bury Yang Suqin?

Or will you faint again in shock?

Let the mangrove screen retreat...

Fu Liluo is sitting on the fashionable dark pattern satin striped mattress, holding a tube of sheep's hair, copying Buddhist scriptures with an indifferent face, writing on the sheng xuan dyed with mellow Canaanite incense, and the rustling sound is endless, like spring cannibalizing mulberry.