This stark contrast made Yu Minzhong couldn't help but change his opinion of the woman in front of him.

"If both horizontal and vertical are dead, why doesn't Lord Yu even have the courage to gamble?"

This question made Yu Minzhong hesitate for a moment.

"A plate of loose sand is not enough, and a few more plates are just as messy. Feng Jiwen looked at him and said slowly: "However, if you can gather all your strength, you may not have a chance to die and survive. ”

Gathering all your strengths?

Suspicion flashed in Yu Minzhong's eyes.

He always felt that Feng Jiwen and they had been hiding something from him.

Especially the secret letter between him and Jin Jian, I still don't know who is in anyone's hand-

Feng Jiwen clenched her fingers.

They saved a lot of chips until the end, so that they could wait for Jingren Palace to make a move before making a move.

Jingren Gong took a risk, did not hesitate to help the thieves commit crimes, and also confirmed the crime of He Shen - this was something they could not have predicted at first, but the way to end up was here, and they could only go on.

It is precisely because the backbone of He Shen is no longer there, so she can't lose her confidence, so that she misses the only way to live.

The top priority at the moment is to stabilize Yu Minzhong, and even more so to try to persuade the fifteenth elder brother who has seen the opportunity to stay out of the matter.

Before he came back, or not, she had to straighten her back and hold up everything he had worked so hard to do.

……

After sending Yu Minzhong out of Jiyue Garden, Fukangan went back to Liuli Pavilion alone.

Feng Jiwen was standing under an elm tree in the courtyard with Jingxue in her arms, looking up at the lush branches and leaves on the canopy.

The golden sunlight leaked through her pale face, enveloping her whole body in a thin halo.

When he saw it in his eyes, he only felt that this frame seemed to have the power to make everything stand still.

Otherwise, how could he have stopped with his footsteps for a moment?

After a while, Feng Jiwen turned her face attentively, and the silence was suddenly broken.

Fukangan was still like a spell, wanting to speak, but couldn't.

It was like the horror of being caught in a nightmare in the middle of the night when he was a child, struggling but never moving.

Did he have some strange disease?

He was stunned for a moment, and the next moment, her voice came, and suddenly a clear spring broke through the immobilization spell.

"It's not noticed by the officials, is it?"

She was asking him about Yu Minzhong.

"Of course. As usual, he raised his chin slightly, revealing a condescending pride, but at this time he thought that he was quite lacking in confidence, and only relied on a strong force: "Can you talk to him?"

"It's barely going well. ”

She used all her skills, but Yu Minzhong, the old fox, only gave an ambiguous response. But judging from his current situation, he should just be hard-mouthed, and he has probably acquiesced in her plan in his heart.

After all, they are all people who have no choice, and at such a juncture, as long as someone is willing to take the lead, it is not much more difficult to persist than to give up.

After nodding, Fukangan suddenly didn't know what else to say.

Feng Jiwen looked down at Jingxue, who was rubbing her arm with her head in her arms, and a long-lost look appeared on her lips.

"Let's get acquainted, please bring a good sentence to the concubine for me. ”

Jingxue meekly "meowed".

Feng Jiwen then looked up at Fukangan.

Until leaving Liuli Pavilion, Fukangan was in a trance.

When he came back to his senses, he looked at the snow-white and clean big fat cat he was holding, and suddenly couldn't help frowning in disgust.

Tsk, he is a famous third master in Beijing, how can he hold a cat like a woman in front of everyone?

The officer on patrol seemed to be squinting at him.

What else could the other one do with a smile but not a smile?

Fukangan suddenly felt like he was being burned by a red-hot soldering iron, and hurriedly threw Jingxue to Fuying.

"Hug it!"

"Huh-"

But he didn't think about it, Fu Sanye avoided hugging the cat, and planted on the top of the child.

The chubby female doll that was picked up from the old house in Donkey Meat Hutong hung around his neck, and he couldn't shake it off, and he didn't want to let others hold it.

It's too good-looking, it's just too annoying, and it's always sticky.

Fukangan resigned himself to the child and got into the carriage, feeding water and snacks along the way, and having to coax him to sleep, but he was completely embarrassed enough, and he felt that it was several times more difficult to take the child than to march and suppress bandits.

This was not enough, and when he got out of the carriage, he was reminded by Fuying to find that the doll had wet a large piece of his robe at some point.

Fukangan's face was green, if it weren't for the fact that there was still a bit of humanity that had not been extinguished, he would have almost thrown the sleeping doll that was still hanging on him.

"Master......" Fu Ying said, "Or the slave will change his robe with you and wear it", but he didn't dare to say it for a long time.

"Why are you stunned? Why don't you knock on the door!" Fukangan said with a calm face.

Fu Ying hurriedly stepped forward and knocked on the door.

After a while, the door was opened from the inside, and I was greeted by a grandmother dressed in a camel-colored printed blessing gown.

Fu Ying hurriedly took a kind smile and reported to his family: "The small one is from Fu Heng's house, this is the third master of our house, today he was entrusted by Mrs. He, and he came to entrust it to the concubine Niangniang on his behalf——"

As he spoke, he glanced at the cat he was holding in his arms, and then at the little doll on Fukangan.

The expression in Mama Yu's eyes gathered slightly, and she didn't say anything for a while.

Fukangan frowned, and said in person: "There is Mama Lao to pass it on." ”

Mama Yu raised her eyes to look at the child he was holding, and said, "Give it to the old body, please go back." ”

Fukangan was stunned for a moment, and wanted to ask her if she could do this, but seeing her expression, she didn't ask inexplicably, but handed the child over.

Mama Yu received it in her arms, and when she saw the child moving uneasily, she reached out and patted her back gently.

But after a while, the doll, who still didn't know the sorrow of the world, fell asleep again.

The concubine looked at the little man sleeping peacefully on the couch, and surprisingly did not blame Mama Yu for her self-assertions.

Jingxue squatted on the window, with her long tail curled in front of her, looking leisurely.

"Didn't you bring anything with you?" the concubine asked suddenly.

Mama Yu shook her head: "I haven't seen any letters." ”

The concubine was silent for a long time.

"It's not good for this child to be handed over to anyone, so he prefers to me. She said in an inaudible tone of joy and anger.

"Xu thinks that the nunnery is clean, and they are all female dependents, which is a good place to go. Mama Yu thought for a while, and then said, "Maybe I want her to accompany the concubine and be a companion." ”

"Where do I need her to accompany me? ”

Concubine Guo glanced at the child, then slowly moved her eyes to the window, and said thoughtfully: "Where can I still take care of her." ”

Hearing this, Mama Yu heard this, and under her calm face, there was an undercurrent in her eyes.

Perhaps, it's time to wrap it up.