Situ Xiao thought that she might be a little sad because she left her mother's house, and said softly: "If you want to come back to accompany your mother-in-law, I will accompany you at any time." He sighed as he breathed a sigh on the glass, which was suddenly covered with a mist, and he drew two hearts connected together with his hand and smiled at her.

"Meng'er, Mom told you this, I just want you to know that as long as you and DoubleTree are happy, Mom will be happy. If she hadn't heard Situ Xiao and Ruan Jingyuan that day, she and him would have been so happy, her father has left, and it may be the most filial thing to make her mother happy, even if it is an excuse for her own happiness with him.

She stretched out her hand and drew a small heart between the two hearts, he squeezed her hand, brought it to his lips and kissed it softly, and called softly: "Mengzhu, Mengzhu." ”

Mengzhu took her mother's words back to the Young Marshal's Mansion, and she decided to start her truly happy life.

The next morning, hugging the delicate body of Mengzhu nephrite, Situ Xiao was still immersed in the excitement of last night, last night was the first time she catered to him so gently, drunk with him in the sea of love for each other, her cheeks flushed, her beautiful eyes were slightly closed, and her voice was soft, so that he couldn't suppress the waves of passion, he knew that from now on, she belonged to him completely, her soul and body, everything she had, all of her was his, just like everything about him was all hers.

Situ Xiao has been letting go of the affairs in the army for a few days, although he has arranged for his subordinates, after all, there are some things that have to be done in person, he gently rubbed his face up from her chest, stopped on her soft lips, sucked gently, and said: "Mengzhu, I can't accompany you today, there are a lot of things waiting for me to deal with these days." ”

"Don't go," she delicately wrapped around his neck, "If you bully someone, go, don't go!" he laughed, "Then I'll bully you again and leave." As he spoke, he was about to turn over, but Mengzhu hurriedly pushed him, "Don't make trouble, I'll change your clothes." ”

He sat up with her in his arms, her fingertips running lightly over his lips, he sucked, she moved away like a dragonfly, and he smiled, "I don't want to go." She had gotten up and fetched his clothes from the hanger and buttoned them up.

The moment he went out, he put his arms around her, brushed his face in her ear and said, "Wait for me to come back and bully you." She patted him lightly on the shoulder, and said, "Qinglian is outside." ”

After Situ Xiao left, Mengzhu asked Qinglian to accompany her to the street to buy a few gifts for Mrs. Qiao, Situ Xiao hoped that his mother could open her heart and be happy, since she wanted to be a good young marshal lady, Situ Xiao's wish was her wish.

Passing by the courtyard, the clumps of hibiscus, canna, hibiscus, purple and red crape myrtle flowers, in the autumn sunshine delicate, she remembered that the day of the tea ceremony wanted to kill Situ Kun failed, after coming out is also such a sunny day, the flowers are clustered, I only feel very troubled, now I look at it, only feel that the autumn is high and refreshing, colorful, fragrant and pleasant, and I understand that happiness and beauty are born from the heart.

Qinglian saw that Miss had a spring on her face, and the lotus step moved lightly, knowing that Miss had released her suspicions about her uncle, although she had never asked Miss, she had already guessed one or two, since she saw Miss for the first time in Shi Zhibang's Overseer Mansion, she knew that she was different from ordinary people, and she was so tormented when she saw Miss a few days ago, she also secretly hurt herself, but fortunately, Miss finally had a rare understanding of the general situation and the importance of it, and the Li Mansion and the Young Marshal's Mansion were able to calm down.

The housekeeper had already prepared the car, the master and servant went out for a walk and came back, the car shop at least the door of the Shuaifu, saw a woman in front of the door for a few rounds, Mengzhu took a closer look, but it was Alain, who hurriedly asked the driver to stop the car and come down with Qinglian.

Alan also saw Mengzhu and happily stepped forward. "Mengzhu," Alan handed over a pink box in his hand, and Mengzhu asked with a smile: "Alan is all at the door, and I don't know how to go in, standing here with a big belly." He reached out and took what Alan handed him and asked, "What is this?"

Alan smiled shyly, "It's not a good thing, Japan is going to congratulate you when you get married, I'm afraid that the lord and they... This is a pair of pillows that I embroidered myself. Mengzhu nodded, handed the box to Qinglian, and took Alain's hand intimately: "The stomach is becoming more and more obvious, let's go, go into the house and rest." ”

Alan walked in with Mengzhu, the gate of the young marshal's mansion was a tall arched door, and the two stone lions in front of the door were lying on the left and right sides of the door, as if they were about to pounce out.

Entering the gate, a cement road is very spacious, the colorful chrysanthemums in the fence on both sides bloom with smiling faces in autumn, and there is a large courtyard when you enter, and the turf, flower beds, rockeries, and trees are pleasing to the eye.

The courtyard is closed, the surrounding walls are several meters high, full of sharp glass pieces, shining dazzling golden light in the sun, the north, south and west of the courtyard, each build a number of buildings of Western structure, the snow-white wall body, draw a regular rectangular grid, the wall opens a spacious glass window, the whole courtyard is dazzling in the sun, the style is very elegant. The Zheng Mansion is also a family, but Alan entered the Young Marshal's Mansion and knew that the luxury of the Zheng Mansion was not worth mentioning.

The two passed through a few buildings before entering the main building of Situ Xiao and Mengzhu. As soon as he entered the door, Alain took a closer look, and the room was really elegant. There are two pairs of calligraphy and paintings in front of the hall, the green bamboo on the painting is verdant, the form and spirit are both, it is the authentic handiwork of Banqiao specially found by Situ Xiao, the sofa case is full of top Western-style supplies, a few cases on a bouquet of flowers, it is the delicate hibiscus in the courtyard, pink, red, snow-white, full of vitality.

Mengzhu took Alan to sit down on the sofa, asked Qinglian to make two cups of good chrysanthemum tea, and took the pillow towel that Alan gave her to take a closer look. Mengzhu knew that Alan was a master of embroidery when he was in Cuiyue Pavilion, and he couldn't put it down when he held it in his hand.

The two talked something in the boudoir, and Alan got up to say goodbye, and Mengzhu didn't keep it, but took Alan by the hand and sent him out of the door, until he was sent to the door, saying: "You come another day, just say that it is whose aunt's wife asks you to play cards, and we have a good chat." He asked again: "Alan, how is Ji Qing now?"

Alan sighed for a long time: "It's not good." Still like that. Mengzhu felt sad in his heart and said: "General Mu Xuan's medicine purchases have been given to the Zheng family pharmacy, I know that I can't make up for anything, but ask for peace of mind, but Ji Qing is like this, I can't be at ease in the end, but now that I have done it, I can't persuade him in person, Alan, please appease him a lot, just atone for me and help me." ”

Alan nodded, looked back at the person behind the rockery, and said, "Okay, you go back." ”

After the two said goodbye, Mengzhu turned around, and when she saw the rockery, Mrs. Qiao stood there alone and looked at her coldly, and said to Qinglian, "Go and bring the gift I bought for the old lady." ”

Mengzhu walked towards Mrs. Qiao and called softly, "Mom." Madame Qiao's face was still like that of a porcelain man, without the slightest expression, only a slight bow.