Sheng Jingchen never dreamed that when he woke up the next day, his handsome face was full of red bumps, and he never dreamed that the reason why he had red bumps was that Xiao Chengyu didn't want to see him.

The little marquis of his Sheng Mansion has always been a suave and suave character, if he is seen with this red pimple on his face, isn't it a joke?

Originally, he wanted to go to Mofu to find a sick beauty today, but now it can be regarded as a soup, and with a rage in his heart, he slammed his palm on the table, and the table trembled, and was split in half in an instant.

In the end, he was depressed with his hands and arms, curled up on the bed, the more he thought about it, the more angry he became, he hadn't seen a sick beauty for several days, and he hadn't drunk flower wine for several days, this was to suffocate him.

Squeak –

The hidden door was pushed open, and Uncle Wang, the housekeeper of the Sheng Mansion, walked in cautiously.

He knows his little marquis's temperament, and he also knows that his little marquis is angry.

"Master Hou, Miss Mo asks to see you. ”

"Does that ink girl look sick?" He rolled over, and his languishing eyes suddenly lit up.

"How does Master Hou know?" Uncle Wang asked a little stunned.

Sure enough, it's a sick beauty, but doesn't the sick beauty hate him? Why did you think about coming to him? But whatever, he wanted to see her anyway.

"Uncle Wang, go and invite someone in. ”

"Good. Uncle Wang saw that his defeated little marquis came back to life, and he couldn't help but smile and prepared to invite someone.

But he didn't want him to turn around, Sheng Jingchen hurriedly said: "Uncle Wang, you go and tell Miss Mo that the master is not feeling well today, and he will be gone." ”

Uncle Wang turned around a little unresponsive, only to see his little marquis curled up on the bed again, looking listless.

"Why is the little marquis gone?"

"If you don't see it, you don't see it. He was agitated and waved his hand. Now that his face is full of red bumps, how can he see the sick beauty, doesn't this destroy his handsome image in the heart of the sick beauty?

In fact, he thought too much, and he was a hooligan and a gentleman in Shen Qingyu's heart.

Uncle Wang shook his head speechlessly, turned around and walked out.

Seeing Uncle Wang come out, Shen Qingyu swept the gloom in his eyes and hurriedly greeted him.

"Miss Mo, please go back! My little marquis is uncomfortable and doesn't want to see guests. ”

She was slightly stunned, staring intently at the slowly closing gate of the Sheng Mansion, and couldn't help but close her eyes palely for a moment.

She went to the door of King Jin's Mansion to investigate, King Jin's Mansion was very strictly guarded, if she couldn't get in by herself, in desperation, she thought of Sheng Jingchen, but now it seems that she has to find another way.

The night is as cool as water, and the ink house is up and down, and everything is silent.

From time to time, the autumn wind rustles the leaves in the courtyard, and a strange fragrance rises in the furnace in the back room, and in the dark night, Shen Qingyu suddenly opened her eyes and glanced at the green embroidery sleeping on the soft couch, and she got off the bed lightly.

Out of the Cloud Smoke Pavilion, she walked eagerly to the backyard.

Chang'an under the cover of night is less bustling and noisy during the day, and more quiet and mysterious.

This seemingly prosperous Chang'an has many terrifying "ghosts" lurking in the middle of the night.

Even if it is deeper, there are still two guards guarding in front of King Jin's mansion, where does this look like a palace? It is clearly like a prison, and she doesn't know how her Jin'er has spent the past fifteen years.

She walked around the Jin Palace, trying to find a dog hole like the backyard of the Mo Mansion, but she was disappointed, this Jin Palace's tight was like a heavily guarded prison.

But she was thinking about her Jin'er again, if she didn't see her tonight, I'm afraid she wouldn't be at ease.

Her eyes swept around, looking at the big tree that was only more than two meters away from the high wall of King Jin's mansion, her eyes were clear, and she could only win a game for the sake of today's plan.

The tree was very tall and large, and she was covered with cold sweat and climbed up little by little like a snail, and the bark was so rough that all her work was wasted, and her hands were clasped so tightly that they were worn out, and she never let go.

The hard work paid off, and soon she climbed to a height as high as the high wall of the Zhijin Palace, she glanced back calmly, and as soon as she gritted her teeth, she kicked her feet and climbed onto the branch.

She raised her hands flat, kept her body as balanced as she could, and went forward step by step, not only halfway through the branch, but she only heard a squeak, and she looked back in shock, if she continued on, I was afraid that the branch would break.

But...... Looking at the high wall that was close at hand, she was unwilling to give up like this...... Now in a dilemma, she took a deep breath, all the broken hair was attached to her forehead by sweat, gritted her teeth and closed her eyes for a moment, her eyes were condensed, and she flew over.

No one knows what will happen if she pounces, and if she fails, she will fall from under such a tall tree, and the consequences can be imagined.

The moment she flew out, she straightened her hand, and when she saw the opportunity, she clasped the gap in the wall, great, a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, even if her hand hurt and drilled her heart, even if the blood on her hand slowly slipped down the wall, she also felt that it was worth it.

The Jinwang Mansion was silent at night, but the silence was too weird, different from the strict guard at the door, and there was not a single maid inside for half a night.

She squatted among the flowers, and saw a little girl with a decoction walking over hurriedly, she squinted her eyes, and immediately had an idea.

After changing into the clothes of the maid of King Jin's Mansion, she glanced at the little girl who was knocked out by her, leaned over and picked up the decoction on the ground and walked all the way forward.

Just from the mouth of a little girl, she knew about Jin'er's dormitory.

She glanced at the two guards with knives standing at the entrance of the dormitory, and hurried in with her head down.

As soon as he pushed the door and stepped into the inner room, there was a strong smell of medicine, the warm yellow candlelight gilded the decorations in the room with a layer of golden light, and the people lying on the bed closed their eyes, and their faces, which should have been high-spirited, were full of vicissitudes of life like wind and frost.

In the past fifteen years, what kind of life has her Jin'er lived?

She covered her mouth, tears continued to gush from her eyes full of distress, and her heart seemed to be torn apart.

No one knew how heavy and difficult each step she took.

Putting the medicine on the table, she sat on the edge of the bed, her trembling hand gently caressing his white and cold face, tracing the outline of his facial features little by little with longing and pain.

It turned out that her Jin'er looked like this after fifteen years, his face was very cold and thin, and every touch of his fingertips was like Ling Chi to her, it was all her, and she was incompetent as a mother............

Warm tears quietly dripped down that cold face......

Unable to avoid the suspicion of the attendants guarding the hospital, she raised her sleeves to wipe away the tears on her face, and poured all the bowl of decoction into the absorbent cotton, she would definitely find out what was in the decoction.

Reluctantly glanced back at the person on the bed, she couldn't help but hang her head, and the tears fell silently again, Jin'er, wait for your mother, your mother will definitely find a way to take you out.

Raising her head, she resolutely walked out quickly.

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