Ah Ying and Mengchi waited for Mrs. Dream to get up, and Yuwen Yanshu and the others sat quietly outside the small building and waited.|For every two people who watched romance, there was an account that had registered for Xiao°Shuo.com. ｛

But I didn't see it overnight, and yesterday's surprise like the Lingbo fairy flying across the lake was like a dream. At this moment, the person in front of him is still childish and plainly dressed, but his spirit is obviously not as good as yesterday. The sorrowful farewell between the eyebrows seems to have turned into endless exhaustion and gloom, of course, no matter what her look like, the beauty is still a beauty, and the brows that can't be opened are still difficult to stop the fragrance of the country.

Her appearance is seven or eight points similar to the Dream Pool, but she is relatively young and simple like the Dream Pool of New Year Willow Buds, and she has more precipitation over the years, just like an old wine, which lasts for a long time. What time has given her is the charm that young lovely people can't catch up with.

"Please forgive me for the poor hospitality. As soon as she came out, Mrs. Dream said softly, her voice had the delicate softness unique to Jiangnan women, like red rose petals worrying about the morning dewdrops......

When the master came out, all the people stood up and showed respect.

"Madame is gracious. Dugu Ling is the oldest, and he has full authority to represent everyone and salute: "The younger generations are young and ignorant, if you are offended, please bear with your wife." ”

What a talking child, Mrs. Meng smiled at him: "No need to be polite, you are Chi'er's friends, it is our honor to be a guest, please take a seat." ”

"Thank you, ma'am. ”

Mrs. Meng smiled slightly and returned the courtesy, and then turned to Xiao Jingxuan, who was sitting on the side, and said kindly: "The years are not forgiving, I can't imagine that in a blink of an eye, you are so old, can Sister Ling go with you?"

Xiao Jingxuan was stunned for a moment, listening to her words, it seemed that she was an elder acquaintance, but she couldn't find the slightest impression of this person in her memory.

"Mrs. Xie cares, and my sister is well. ”

"This is the youngest daughter of General Yuwen, it's really similar to Dugu Pei. Mrs. Dream said to Yuwen Yan again. The tone is cold.

Yuwen Yanshu also smiled at her: "Madam, good."

But in my heart, I wondered, when people who knew her talked about her, they would say that she was similar to her mother, and few people said that she looked like her aunt. But Dugu Pei and Dugu Rong are sisters, and it is normal for them to be somewhat similar to each other. It's just that this person seems to know the queen's aunt, but when he mentions her, he doesn't want to talk about it, it's probably not a good memory, and he still keeps a low profile. Try to talk as little as possible, reduce the sense of zài, so as not to touch the scales.

"Mother. Mengchi secretly pulled the corner of Mrs. Meng's clothes, and Nunu mouth in the direction of Qiu Chaoyang, with a pink face and affectionate eyebrows.

"You kid. Mrs. Dream patted her hand and glanced at her, her eyes were even more charming than Dream Pool, which made people stunned.

Qiu Chaoyang shrank back, wanting to lower his sense of storage.

It was a small move. But it was taken in by Aunt Ying, and Aunt Ying's dissatisfied eyes shot like a knife. No matter how her children look and how they love, it is one thing for her to be dissatisfied with Qiu Chaoyang's hanging erlang, but he is not satisfied with his family's flower-like daughter, which is an unforgivable sin.

Poor Qiu Chaoyang is also a character when he goes south and north, and he was stunned by Aunt Ying's sharp eyes, for fear that she would escort herself back to be a door-to-door son-in-law. He knew that Mrs. Dream and his father were old acquaintances, and according to his father's unreliable Cheng dù, he was happy to see a ninety percent chance of success.

"Chaoyang hasn't been here for a long time, so it's rare to come. I would like you to help me entertain these friends from afar. ”

This is a vague recognition of Qiu Chaoyang's identity, and Mengchi threw a shy and timid glance at Qiu Chaoyang.

A drop of cold sweat remained on the corner of Qiu Chaoyang's forehead, why did he have the illusion of "this is his own home", he must have thought too much. It must have been overthinking.

"Mrs. Meng, let's not hide it, we are here this time, mainly for this friend below, he has some old things and hopes to know the answer from Madame. Dugu Ling pointed at Xiao Jingxuan and said.

Xiao Jingxuan stared at Mrs. Dream with a pair of eyes: "Yes, I also implore Mrs. to tell me the truth." ”

Mrs. Dream nodded: "Please speak." ”

"I have seen many portraits of my father in your home. Thinking that Mrs. must be a close friend of my father. "It's not just as simple as knowing friends, seeing those people in the paintings are like real people, without unspeakable true feelings, how can you paint a person as if they were rubbing," I want to know my father's whereabouts. ”

Mrs. Dream looked at him in a trance, like, it was so similar. Another figure seemed to appear in front of her, gradually merging with the figure of the man in front of her.

"Mother, what did Xiao Gongzi ask you?" Mengchi reminded her softly.

"Ahh Mrs. Dream reluctantly came back to her senses: "You are really similar to the old man, but you ......"

The next words, Mrs. Dream did not speak. The world is big, and there are tens of millions of people with similar appearances, how can they affirm the identity of the other party just by their appearance. What's more, the thing he asked involved a big secret.

Xiao Jingxuan was so smart, she quickly understood her unspoken words, thought about it, and untied the sword on her body. Put your hands up and hand her to check. And what better way to prove his identity than the Biyuan Sword.

"Mrs. Meng, Brother Ah Xuan and Sister Ah Qi were personally sent to the camp by Uncle Xiao back then, and I can testify. Yuwen Yanshu interjected.

It's a pity that Mrs. Meng turned a deaf ear, and Yuwen Yanshu touched a nail that was neither soft nor hard, which was extremely embarrassing.

"Biyuan Sword! How did this sword become like this?" Aunt Ying was surprised, back then, she and her wife had also seen the true face of Lushan of the Biyuan Sword, the whole body was pitch black, the cold light was pressing, and there seemed to be a streamer appearing when dancing. It was a world of difference from the silver-white snow-white sword in front of him.

In order to hide people's eyes, the general asked the craftsman to re-pour the color, but in fact, the blade part of the sword is still black. Xiao Jingxuan explained.

Madame Dream looked excited, and her hand holding the sword couldn't help but tremble.

"Ma'am. Seeing that she didn't seem to be able to control it, Aunt Ying called out to her abruptly, and took advantage of the moment when she looked up at herself, stared at her eyes and said, "Madam, although the sword is still the same sword, it is no longer human." ”

She deliberately emphasized the four words "things are people", these four words smashed into Mrs. Dream's heart like a cold stone, and in an instant, her stirred mood froze into a thick and cold layer of ice.

"Things are not people, and things are people. ”

Mind Mastery!

Yuwen Yanshu and his party saw Aunt Ying's hand, and became alert, and even Xia Qiyang, who didn't understand anything, looked at Aunt Ying nervously. The mind control technique, also known as hypnosis, is widely circulated in the rivers and lakes, but most of them are the tricks of the three-legged cat, and what Aunt Ying showed just now is clearly a very advanced mind control technique, which controlled Mrs. Dream.

If she uses this trick on them......

Everyone raised their vigilance, after all, this is not their own one-third of an acre.

Seeing that the atmosphere suddenly became tense, Mengchi hurriedly explained: "My mother is not in good spirits, she only listens to Aunt Ying's words, don't be nervous, Aunt Ying has no malice." ”

"Oh. ”

Everyone responded, but only Xia Qiyang and Yuwen Yanshu relaxed.

"Mrs. is excited, easy to fall into hysteria and can't extricate herself, usually need to recuperate carefully, as little as possible to be stimulated. Xia Qiyang, in line with his duty as a doctor, kindly advised.

Aunt Ying listened to his words and glared at the others a few times with hatred, especially Xiao Jingxuan. Madame had not been ill for two or three years, and if it hadn't been for his arrival, which reminded Madame of the past, how could she be like this now.

Everyone was silent.

After a while, Mrs. Meng calmed down, and Dugu Ling raised her hand and coughed: "We didn't know that Madame was sick, I'm really sorry." Since Madame is physically inconvenient, we can't force others to make it difficult. Ah, let's look for other clues. ”

With that, he got up and took his leave.

Xiao Jingxuan disagreed, how could the clues from ten years ago be so easy to find. Just wanted to object, Dugu Ling threw away a look, and hurriedly swallowed the words that were about to reach his mouth with a stomach full of doubts.

In terms of understanding people's hearts, a military general like him, who has been fighting outside all the year round, is really not worthy of the son of a family who grew up in the capital and deceit.

The others also stood up, and since there was nothing to gain here, they had to find another way. Time is of the essence, and they can't afford to waste it all the time.

"Wait. ”

Just as they were about to turn around and go out, Mrs. Dream suddenly called them softly.

"It's so youthful and vigorous, sit down. ”

This is willing to solve their doubts, Dugu Ling's heart is like a mirror, and he bows his hand: "Thank you, madam." He led a few confused guys back to their seats.

In this secret confrontation, Xiao Jingxuan is okay, as a party, he understands a little. Yuwen Yanshu, Qiu Chaoyang and Xia Qiyang felt that they had made a shadow puppet prop, confused and confused.

"Madame......" Aunt Ying looked at her worriedly, and two gorgeous flushes appeared on Mrs. Meng's face at some point.

Mrs. Meng raised her hand to cut off Aunt Ying's words, lowered her head and smiled: "Since it is an old thing, there is no need to worry about it, today you juniors came from afar, and it is also a fate between you and me, so I will follow your wishes, Ah Ying, you are too obsessed with the past." ”

Ying: ......

Hearing this, several people were overjoyed, and they couldn't imagine that this Dream Lady was so easy to speak.

Only Yuwen Yanshu was sitting close and his stature was not high, so he happened to see the corners of Mrs. Meng's lightly hooked mouth, which was a little weird, and a pair of clear eyes were cold and bright, and there was hidden excitement. This unusual reaction gave her a bad feeling in her heart. (To be continued.) )