"I see." When Tang Feiyu heard Tang Zhenwan's words, his heart became more and more annoyed.

Steward Tang was anxious about the family's deed of sale, and she could understand it.

But because of Jiang Mingjie's arrival, it disturbed her mood.

Tang Feiyu waved his hand and said to Tang Zhenwan: "You talk to Steward Tang, I promised you something, and I will naturally do it." Now, the only thing I need you to do is to find Aunt Lan's son, to see people in life, to die, even if you can't find the body, you have to give me a definite answer. ”

"Miss......"

Tang Zhenwan heard what Tang Feiyu said, and said with some embarrassment: "Miss, these days, grandpa has been trying his best to find Aunt Lan's son. However, this matter is really not easy. ”

Looking for that Tang Zi'an, but it can be completed in a few days and months, and even how many years it may take, it is impossible to find any news.

Tang Zhenwan has heard Steward Tang complain privately these days.

Therefore, at this time, Tang Feiyu talked about looking for Aunt Lan's son again, and she naturally wanted to speak for her grandfather.

"Zhenwan, I can understand what you are saying. However, Aunt Lan is afraid that she will not be able to accept it. ”

Tang Feiyu nodded, and sighed a little helplessly: "When I came back this time, I originally said that I would find her son for Aunt Lan." And so far, there has been no result at all, and I have no way to give Aunt Lan an explanation. ”

"I know, Miss."

Tang Zhenwan listened to Tang Feiyu's words, a little helpless, knowing that what Tang Feiyu said was the truest truth, she nodded lightly, and it was not good to say anything more.

After all, she is also clear about what Tang Feiyu has done for Aunt Lan, so she believes in the promise given by Tang Feiyu very much.

It's just that the thought of going back and having to explain to her grandfather really made Tang Zhenwan feel a little headache.

"If Steward Tang still feels uneasy, you can let him come and talk to me in person."

Calling Tang Zhenwan is much simpler than sending Tang Butler.

Of course, what Tang Feiyu said to Tang Zhenwan was true, and there was no falsehood.

The promise she made would be fulfilled no matter what.

It's just that now Aunt Lan is no longer just a descendant of the Tang family, but has become half the master of the Tang family.

Although her attitude towards Tang Feiyu has not changed much.

But for the rest of the people, it's different.

She knew that as the concubine of the Tang family, life was said to be good, but it was not so easy.

She originally gave birth to a son, and now her son has become the only son under Tang Sirong's name.

Therefore, finding her son is already her top priority now.

The pressure exerted on Tang Feiyu was naturally much heavier.

Even if she didn't directly say some complaints and dissatisfaction to Tang Feiyu, every time she came to Tang Feiyu's side, the meaning of the words was clear.

Tang Zhenwan is now serving Tang Feiyu again, and naturally she understands Aunt Lan's attitude, and she also knows what Aunt Lan often says in Tang Feiyu's ear.

It's just that no matter how Aunt Lan is, she can't let her grandfather get out of the country because of her affairs, and it will drag on for many years.

Tang Zhenwan's heart was a little helpless, and she opened her mouth to say something.

At this time, Tang Feiyu said before she spoke: "I have a headache, I want to sleep." Zhenwan, you go down first. ”

"Okay, eldest lady, the slave will retreat first."

Tang Zhenwan was a little anxious in her heart, but looking at Tang Feiyu's helpless look, she saw that she pressed one hand on her forehead, so she had to step forward and help Tang Feiyu to the inner room.

After helping Tang Feiyu to lie on the bed, Tang Zhenwan retreated a little absentmindedly.

She still had to find a way to talk to her grandfather.

After all, if they want to get out of the country, they still need to rely on the eldest lady, no matter what, just by virtue of the relationship between the eldest lady and Zhao Shizi, they can't oppose the eldest lady anyway.

Although Tang Zhenwan is not as good as Steward Tang and Mrs. Tang, she still has this brain, and she can understand these truths.

"Alas!"

Tang Feiyu lay on the bed, his eyes closed, and he looked like his soul was flying out of his body, and he didn't notice when Tang Zhenwan left.

She closed her eyes tightly, and a familiar and unfamiliar face involuntarily appeared in front of her.

Then, the face receded, and the scene in front of me seemed to go back to many years ago.

"Wen Hao, do you love me? Or is it Tang Feiyu? ”

"Feiyu is already gone, why do you want me to say those things at her grave?"

"I don't care, I have to say that you are with me, whether you are in love with me as a person, or love my money."

......*"Childe, where are you going?" ”

The subordinates of the Tang Mansion were assigned by the Tang housekeeper to bring hot water to Jiang Mingjie, and Brother Yun took out a change of clothes for Jiang Mingjie, and was about to ask Jiang Mingjie to wash it and wash off the dust on his body.

Who knows, he just picked up his clothes from the baggage, and when he turned around, Jiang Mingjie was already missing from the room.

hurriedly chased to the door, and saw that Jiang Mingjie was already running outside in a hurry, and he couldn't help but feel a little anxious.

Jiang Mingjie didn't hear Brother Yun's shouts by his side at all, and quickly walked out of the guest room and ran out of the courtyard, the Tang family was not small, and he quickly lost his direction.

Thanks to his good luck, after leaving the courtyard, he quickly stopped a subordinate of the Tang Mansion and asked the subordinate to lead him to Tang Feiyu's courtyard.

"Qiushui Pavilion!"

The subordinate led Jiang Mingjie around the Tang Mansion for a long time, and finally brought him to the Qiushui Pavilion where Tang Feiyu lived.

Standing outside the courtyard and looking at the big three words Qiushui Pavilion on the plaque, he was a little stunned.

It turned out that Qiushui Pavilion was the name of the courtyard where she lived.

The courtyard in the capital also uses her name when she was at home.

Jiang Mingjie remembered what he had said to Tang Feiyu, and thought of what he had said to remind Tang Feiyu that it was not appropriate to flaunt the name of the inner courtyard where he lived.

His face burned suddenly, although he felt in his heart that what he had said when he reminded Tang Feiyu was not the slightest mistake.

However, thinking that what he said might make Tang Feiyu dissatisfied, he couldn't help but worry in his heart.

The courtyard gate of Qiushui Pavilion is open, and at a glance, you can't see the people in the courtyard.

It turned out that since Aunt Lan became half the master of the Tang family, Tang Feiyu asked her to choose a lot of people who liked it and took them away from some of the subordinates who had tried every means to enter the Qiushui Pavilion before.

And Tang Feiyu didn't like a lot of people in the first place, and after there were fewer people in Qiushui Pavilion, she didn't let Steward Tang buy them for her.

And because she removed herself from the Tang family, for some people who don't know the inside story, she, the eldest lady of the Tang family, is no longer a desperate way out.

Some of the subordinates who had stayed behind were a little sluggish.

Some of the more active brains have already thought of various ways and jumped out of the Qiushui Pavilion again.

Jiang Mingjie slowly walked into the Qiushui Pavilion, and looked around, as if he wanted to remember every grass and tree in the Qiushui Pavilion in his heart.

This is where Tang Feiyu lives, and for him, this place has an extraordinary significance.

Jiang Mingjie almost entered the Qiushui Pavilion all the way, and when he saw the door of the master bedroom that was tightly closed, he couldn't even care about etiquette, so he impulsively stepped forward and pushed it open.

The door opened, Jiang Mingjie's eyes fell on the empty outside, and without the slightest hesitation, he raised his feet and went to the house.

Bypassing the screen and entering the inner room, he stopped and saw Tang Feiyu lying on the bed with his eyes closed.

Quietly slowed down, and a heart fluttered.

Hometown timidity!

Closeness is also timidity!

The steps were extremely light and slow, his eyes were firmly fixed on the little face hidden in the black hair, step by step, the outline of his facial features was clear little by little, and the face that he had missed countless times in the bottom of his heart finally appeared in front of him again.

Non-fish!

Jiang Mingjie silently shouted many times in his heart, but he didn't dare to open his mouth at all.

He didn't dare to make a sound, for fear that he would wake up Tang Feiyu.

And in the end, his opportunity to be so intimate with her will also be lost.

Non-fish, non-fish!

The excitement in my heart is no longer able to speak clearly, my lips open and close, and my heart is crazy about the name, but after all, I still can't make a sound.

A pair of eyes are engraved with affection, nostalgia and excitement.

Jiang Mingjie approached the bed, staring at the woman with a pair of eyes without blinking, and his quiet sleeping face suddenly filled his heart that had been empty.

My heart was stuffed, and there were no other thoughts.

What a gentleman's style, child's etiquette.

At this moment, I have been left behind, and I can no longer think about it.

Jiang Mingjie cautiously sat on the edge of the bed, even though he knew in his heart that he was extremely reluctant to show etiquette when he appeared in Tang Feiyu's bedroom, but he was reluctant to leave.

The quiet sleeping face, the fine porcelain-like skin, the closed eyes, and the soft breathing made his heart inexplicably restless, and he didn't dare to reach out to touch the face in front of him, for fear that his gentle touch would wake her up.

A hand quietly stroked the black-forged filament that had been spread on the brocade quilt, and from time to time wound those smooth strands of hair around his fingers.

Silky to the touch, even more so than fine silk.

Now, now!

Jiang Mingjie finally understood his intentions, and finally knew that he was really moved by Tang Feiyu.

He didn't pay attention to any wives and concubines' calculations.

All he wanted was her.