Murong Huaide's pupils shrank suddenly, and his face finally changed. If he was the only one threatened, he would not be afraid. But if the Zheng family really finds out about the existence of his wife and children, the more he values his wife and children at this time, the more he will push them into the abyss of danger...

"Both groups A and B will stay, and I will return to Beijing tomorrow."

"Great, that's exactly how it should be." Mr. Feng was overjoyed, and said again and again, "The two groups of Bingding and Ding have arrived yesterday, just in time for them to escort you back." ”

Murong Huaide turned to Zhang Yang, and Zhengse instructed, "Shopkeeper Zhang, you have never let me down. This time I went to Kyoto, the long time was two months, the short was one month, and I was sure to hurry back. The family is entrusted to you, once something happens, it is important to protect your wife, if anyone dares to hurt her hair, there will be no forgiveness! ”

"Yes, Childe. Even if the slave is broken, he will protect his wife. Steward Zhang knelt and kowtowed, and solemnly accepted the master's entrustment.

Old Man Feng's face darkened, and he sighed in his heart, there was still a gap between their master and apprentice. If he doesn't try to make up for it, I'm afraid it will be difficult to recover as before.

"After you set off, I will move to live in the mountains, presumably Dong Yatou will not be able to drive me out."

Murong Huaide guessed that Mr. was going to take care of his wife and children nearby, so he got up and saluted and thanked him, and finally said goodbye and took Steward Zhang back to the mountain.

Dong Rong didn't know that Murong Huaide was going to walk back to Beijing on the second day, and he was held in his arms at night and waited for him to wait, but he didn't see his meaning to explain, so he ignored him and went to sleep.

The next morning, as soon as the sky was white, Murong Huaide opened his eyes, he turned his head to look at his sleeping wife, and kissed her lightly on the face. At the end, he quietly washed and changed his clothes, and when he went down the mountain, Steward Zhang had been waiting for a long time with the convoy of the palace.

Murong Huaide turned around and stared at the mansion on the top of the mountain, tried his best to suppress the reluctance in his heart, and said lightly, "She is pregnant, and she will definitely feel unwell." Ordered all the shopkeepers under Wang's firm to find some exquisite and good objects to send over. If anyone's object is loved by the lady, it will be rewarded at the end of the year. ”

"Yes, Childe, the little one will pass on the message today." Steward Zhang bowed down, and finally asked, "Don't you wait for Mrs. to wake up..."

"No, remember to send me a message every day." Murong Huaide waved his hand and raised his leg to get into the carriage. The old lady and the palace steward who had been waiting with their necks bent immediately scolded the coachman and set off quickly, and both of them breathed a long sigh of relief when they saw that the small orchard was gradually left behind by the carriage. In the past few days, they have been hiding in the woods to avoid people's eyes and ears, and there is no need to talk about the suffering. Fortunately, the prince finally went back to Beijing with them, otherwise the princess would not know how to punish them.

Dong Rong slept very sweetly, but unfortunately she had morning sickness when she got up, and she finally cleaned it up and took a sour plum to suppress her nausea, but when she looked up, she didn't see Murong Huaide's shadow, so she thought that he had gone to Mr. Feng again. I couldn't help but curse in my heart, the man was really unreliable, and he couldn't drive away before, so he couldn't stand it and went to hide after only a few days.

Zizhu was careful, looked at the master's expression was not good, so he smiled and coaxed, "Madam, today the academy is closed, if the second young master comes back, I hear that you are pregnant with the little young master, and I don't know what to be happy about." The slave combs you with a double snail bun and inserts a golden hairpin, which looks like a happy keeping. ”

How could Dong Rong not know Zizhu's kindness, so she smiled reluctantly, and responded, "Cheng, the hair is in your hands, you can call the shots." In addition, I told Sù Wen Niang to make up for Brother Ping'er with Tianma pork brain soup, and also prepared five huā meat, and I cooked braised pork at noon. ”

Zizhu smiled and responded, his fingers flew up and down dexterously, and he quickly helped his master dress up. Wen Niang came up with breakfast, Dong Rong glanced at the empty position on the other side of the table, and felt that it was very blocked, so she put down her chopsticks after a few bites.

Wen Niang wanted to persuade again, but Zizhu secretly waved her hand, and the two retreated. Well, Dong Ping quickly rushed back. The sister and brother have not seen each other for many days, so they are naturally very happy.

Dong Ping smiled and swept his sister's stomach twice, and shouted, "Sister, I have a little nephew, and I can teach him to write in two years." ”

Dong Rong handed a piece of snack to her younger brother, and said angrily, "How do you know it's a boy, what if it's a girl?" ”

"It's better for a daughter, if she marries in the future, I, as an uncle, will buy her a dowry. Pick up the red gold to buy it, and blind the eyes of her mother-in-law's family! ”

Dong Rong was amused by her younger brother's philistine appearance, and responded, "Okay, I'll help your niece remember this." ”

Dong Ping drank. tea, looked at my sister's expression, so she asked, "Sister, I heard that my brother-in-law is not the son of the Cao family, right?" ”

Dong Rong raised her eyebrows and asked rhetorically, "Sister-in-law Liu, what did they tell you?" ”

Dong Ping didn't want his sister to misunderstand others and talk too much, so he hurriedly told the matter again.

It turned out that Mrs. Yang was invited to someone else's house as a guest the day before yesterday, and everyone chatted during the banquet, and a lady who usually likes to gossip talked about it as an interesting matter. Mrs. Yang didn't care at first, but the more she listened, the more she looked like Dong Ping's sister's family, so she hurriedly told her master after saying goodbye and going back.

Mr. Yang also worked as an official for a few years in the early years, but later he really didn't like the atmosphere of the court, so he resigned and entered the academy to teach. His insight was naturally much sharper than that of the woman, and after pondering for a while, he asked the chief to summon Dong Ping to the house, briefly explained the matter, and finally told him that it was best to go back and persuade the family to stop business for a few days when he was resting.

Dong Ping couldn't guess the stakes, but he realized that Mr. would definitely not harm his family, so he bowed down.

Mr. Yang thought about it and mentioned that there was an old friend in Northern Xinjiang two hundred miles away who was going to celebrate his birthday, and he wanted to take his disciples to go for a walk with him, and by the way, he also let his disciples see the iron-blooded style of the border army, so that they would only know pleasure and forget about the internal and external troubles of the Great Qi Kingdom.

Dong Ping has a young heart, and he is naturally happy when he can go out to play. He had already seen the prosperity of Kyoto, and naturally he also wanted to see the rugged vastness of northern Xinjiang. So as soon as the academy rested, he hurriedly ran home, thinking that he would return immediately after seeing his sister. His classmates were very interested, and they made an appointment to go shopping together in the afternoon.

In fact, how did he know that Mr. Yang's arrangement was intended to take him away from danger. Of course, if he knew, he would definitely not leave his sister behind and go out alone to hide.

Dong Rong listened to his younger brother's words, and had some doubts in his heart, but seeing that his younger brother was full of excitement, he didn't want to disturb his interest. So he lied and said, "A few days ago, someone from Kyoto did come to the door and said that your brother-in-law is the blood of a large family in Kyoto, but your brother-in-law does not plan to go back to recognize his ancestors and return to his ancestors." Business in the orchard has been much worse these days, and I am also planning to close the garden to recuperate, but I thought of a place with Mr. Yang, you remember to thank the old man for me.

Plus, going far away is not a trivial matter. Poor family rich road, you take more silver in a while, buy what you should buy, don't feel distressed. I asked my sister-in-law Liu to prepare some snacks and braised vegetables, and send them to the academy before you left. ”

Dong Ping has trusted his sister the most since he was a child, although he still has many questions in his heart, but his sister said this and he didn't ask, and he was looking forward to traveling with his friends and gentlemen, so he turned his mind to what to use.

At noon, Dong Rong endured the smoke and cooked two good dishes, and then accompanied her younger brother to gossip and eat to her heart's content. After the meal, Dong Ping wanted to go back to the city, but because he had not seen his brother-in-law, he opened his mouth to inquire.

Dong Rong casually found an excuse to cover up the past, and Dong Ping was not suspicious, and took Xizi away in the car.

Dong Rong watched the carriage disappear at the foot of the mountain from afar, so she called Steward Zhang to order the matter of closing the garden for half a month, which was exactly what Steward Zhang wanted. He rejoiced, and in less than an hour the news reached the ears of everyone down the mountain.

After two or three months of busyness, they were naturally very happy when they heard that the Lord's family had given them a holiday to rest and that they were still working on the money. After sending the last guest away, they laughed and cleaned up the restaurant, and then went home.

Dong Rong took a nap for an hour in the afternoon, and when she woke up, she saw that it was dark but she still didn't see Murong Huaide come back, so she couldn't help but call Wen Niang to come in, knocking on the side to inquire. Wen Niang was very embarrassed, but she knew that she couldn't hide it, so she said bluntly, "Madam, master... I woke up early in the morning and went back to Kyoto. ”

Dong Rong was holding the teacup, and when she heard that her hand was loosened, the teacup fell to the ground. This is her favorite set of tea sets, fine green huā porcelain, simple and chic. Now he was torn apart and lying on the ground, looking extremely fragile.

The tears in Dong Rong's eyes kept pouring out, and she couldn't stop wiping them over and over again. So he smiled wryly and said, "Is it that women who are pregnant with children are prone to sentimentality, but it's just a teacup, why do they shed tears in distress?" ”

She took a deep breath and instructed Wen Niang, "If it's broken, it's broken, and if you buy a new one, it's okay." Hurry up and sweep it out! ”

How could Wen Niang not know that her master was not crying because of the tea bowl at all, but she was clumsy by nature, and she couldn't wait to shed two tears with her, but she just didn't know how to persuade her. Hearing her master's words, she hurriedly went out to look for a broom and dustpan, and at this moment, Steward Zhang waved outside the door and shouted in a low voice, "Wen Niang, help me tell Madame, and say that Mr. Feng is here." ”

Wen Niang hurriedly entered the house to tell her, and Dong Rong frowned. At this time, she just wanted to be pure for a moment, and no one wanted to see her. But remembering that the old man treated her kindly in the past, he got up and went to the main hall.

Old Man Feng was followed by Qingfeng, who had carried the burden, and walked in with Steward Zhang.

Dong Rong saluted respectfully and poured tea for the old man herself, and finally instructed Wen Niang, "Go to the ear room to get some sweet potato cakes and jam cakes, don't take seven-color cakes, that is not easy to restrain it." ”

When Old Man Feng heard this, a touch of shame flashed in his eyes, from the time he knew the girl of the Dong family to the present, she had to take care of everything in every detail, and she was really more filial than ordinary people's daughters and fathers. He was not ungrateful and happy in his heart, but it had become a habit to plan for that woman for many years, and when it came to choosing, he almost subconsciously leaned towards that side.

This time he really didn't expect things to be so coincidental, otherwise he would have arranged it carefully, and he wouldn't have made her so angry. But it has happened, and he can't do it, so he can only try to make up for it.