"Mengzhu, I'll take a look, and I'll be back in a while. Situ Xiao asked Qinglian to accompany Miss well and followed Mother Xu.

Mengzhu looked at Situ Xiao's hurried figure and said to Qinglian, "Let's go back to the room too." ”

Then he also came behind Situ Xiao, passing by the snow-white building, Meng Zhuzhu looked at the slightly flickering beige curtains, it was Situ Kun and Mrs. Qiao's bedroom, but it was a pity that Mrs. Qiao was only afraid that she could not smell her husband's body fragrance for many years, she may have become accustomed to loneliness, and she was willing to return to the empty Marshal's Mansion in the north alone to keep the years when she had hoped for her husband, and it was better than watching her husband hold a shadow of love here.

"Qingyun, I'm leaving, the family will be full of women in your father's and son's hearts, take Li Jingqin together, and fulfill your dream of more than 20 years, I have been willful from the end, you let my son let me go back, can't I be willful this time?" Mrs. Qiao's slightly crying voice, as well as Situ Xiao's bitter pleading, Situ Kun's cough, Mengzhu fled back to the room.

She fell asleep on the bed, she just thought that he and her would really have a future, she could forget the little mustard that Ji Qing had for him, but how could she face her and his future, her father-killer father-in-law, and her mother-in-law who resented her mother?

She fell asleep, and she didn't know how long it was, a hand stroked her hair, she knew it was him, she didn't open her eyes, and gently held his hand: "Mu Xuan." ”

He responded in surprise: "Mengzhu, you call me?" Since the day before yesterday, for the first time since the day before yesterday, she called his name, he was ecstatic, leaned down and kissed her lightly, "You are calling me, Mengzhu." He repeated.

"Let me go! I can't avenge my father, I'm already unfilial, I can't serve my in-laws, and I'm not filial, if you still love me, let me go back to Li's Mansion and serve my mother for the rest of my life. is also considered to be filial piety, as long as you help me catch Shi Zhibang, you can be regarded as avenging my father, you and I don't owe each other. ”

Situ Xiaozheng kissed her forehead affectionately, and when he heard her weak voice, he froze there, motionless for a few seconds, kissed again, and said softly: "I won't let you leave me, no." His words were still soft, but they pressed down on her heart like a daughter, and if he didn't let her go, her heart would always be tormented by fire and water, and she hid under the covers in agony, tears spilling the sheets.

Mrs. Qiao did not go back to the Northland after all, because Situ Xiao did not let his mother leave alone no matter what.

On the third day, Situ Xiao asked people to prepare gifts to accompany Mengzhu back to the door.

Qinglian helped Mengzhu wash and dress up early, and Mengzhu called: "Qinglian, choose a gorgeous dress and I'll change." "Whoa. Qinglian responded happily, Miss has been depressed for a few days, although her uncle often accompanies her, she is also happy and worried, and today she is rarely willing to wear gorgeous clothes, and she wants to go back to her parents' house in a good mood.

Qinglian picked out a cheongsam with a beige white background covered with broken red, orange and yellow flowers from the closet and asked, "Miss, is this good?" Mengzhu didn't look at it, but said, "It's just gorgeous." "All she wants is a festive look in front of her mother and brother.