Mrs. Cheng knelt down on the edge of the couch.

"Seventeen, what the hell are you talking about?" She asked with a worried face, stretched out her hand to stroke the plaster on the face of the seventeenth prince, and asked the servant woman, "Why did you get sick when you were so good?" What did the doctor say? ”

The servant's face was staggered, as if she didn't know how to get out.

Cheng Liuniang on the side laughed.

"Mother, the doctor said that the seventeenth brother has lovesickness!" She said, covering her mouth with a fan, and looking at the seventeenth son on the couch, "Brother, have you also passed through the lotus pond and seen something?" ”

This sentence made the face of the servant girl in the house change greatly.

At the beginning, Cheng Shilang was inexplicably sick and inexplicably frightened, and it has become a headless case in the family, although the doctor gave a virtual explanation of the disease, but for the women in the family, the ghost is the final explanation.

When you lose your soul, you are scared back.

In the summer, the temperature in the house drops dramatically.

"I don't want to live in the lotus pond!" Cheng Qiniang screamed, turned her head and ran out of her skirt.

Cheng Liuniang giggled and swayed.

"Liuniang!" Mrs. Cheng shouted angrily.

Cheng Liuniang hurriedly suppressed her laughter.

Mrs. Cheng was looking around, and many servant girls had strange expressions, and when they saw that she seemed to be busy avoiding her, she couldn't help but feel angry.

The fool was driven out of the city, but the bad luck he had caused was still at home.

It's been three years!

"It's all out of the blue!" She shouted.

The maids and servants in the house all retreated, leaving only the maids and servants of the seventeenth prince to serve and take medicine.

"Auntie, I don't want to take these medicines, my medicines are not these." Seventeen Sons said. Wave your hand to drive away the girl who feeds the medicine.

Mrs. Cheng sighed. With a bit of coaxing.

"My son. I took this medicine first, and then my aunt found another medicine. She said.

"Then my aunt will bring me the medicine I want first." Seventeen Sons said.

"What?" Mrs. Cheng asked helplessly.

"Paint." The seventeenth prince sat up from the bed, his eyes lit up and said, "Jiaojiao'er's portrait." ”

"What Jiaojiaoer?" Mrs. Cheng frowned and said.

"Aunt, Shiro painted it, the eldest lady of his second uncle's family, a portrait of Jiao Niang." Seventeen Sons said.

Mrs. Cheng was stunned.

What the?

"What?" She asked, shutting up sharply.

Portrait of a lady! Portrait of that fool!

In Cheng Shilang's study, the two were circling around.

"No, I can't. No, you can't hide me here. Cheng Shilang said, taking the scroll off the head of the Moon Cave Gate, and said with an anxious face.

"Childe, Childe, burn it." Chunlan said with a cry.

Yes, it is safest to burn, no matter who says, there is no proof.

But...

Cheng Shilang looked down at the scroll in his hand.

"She's still there, and it's disrespectful for me to paint her. Why burn it again, wouldn't it be a curse on her? He looked up again. Gripping the scroll tightly.

Chunlan stomped her feet.

"Childe, at this time, don't worry about this." She said.

Just a fool.

Cheng Shilang held the scroll and didn't speak, and then stuffed the scroll to Chunlan.

"You take it, send it to Changming, and let him keep it for me." He said, "Tell him not to look at it, or else he will cut off his robe." ”

Chunlan hesitated.

"Go." Cheng Shilang urged.

Chunlan responded, hugged the painting scroll and turned around and hurriedly walked out.

Cheng Shilang breathed a sigh of relief, and was about to turn around, when he saw Chunlan retreating.

"You," he shouted, frowning, pausing halfway through his words and looking at the door.

The two housekeepers walked in step by step, and one of them stretched out his hand and grabbed the scroll from the pale-faced Chunlan's arms.

"That's it, right?" She asked, looked at Cheng Shilang again without waiting for an answer, and smiled slightly, "Fourth son, Madame, please come over." ”

The scroll is slowly opened by two servants.

A woman appeared in front of Mrs. Cheng's eyes.

Strange and familiar.

It seems that she went back to that night, she followed Cheng Er to the door, and then saw the woman standing under the lamp, slowly lifting the fence.

Under the flickering lamp, the woman's face was pale, her eyes were dull, and she was plain black, which made people feel cold.

From that moment on, she looked away, refusing to look at the woman again.

However, some memories cannot be erased if you want to.

A long time ago, she knew this woman very well, and this woman's first cry was in her hand, and she was the first to hold this woman.

The footsteps in her ears were chaotic, and the woman's slightly mournful cry became clearer and clearer.

"Wu Niang, Wu Niang, hard, hard, the child is about to come out...."She clenched the hand of the woman on the couch and said anxiously.

The young woman on the couch turned pale, as if she had just been fished out of the water and was drenched.

"Sister-in-law, sister-in-law, I can't do it anymore.," the young woman cried weakly.

"Don't say stupid things! Don't forget, your name is Ge Niang, the weapon is sharp, why can't you! Hurry up! She took the young woman's hand and shouted.

"It's out!"

With this shout, the young woman fainted with all her strength.

"Big lady, big lady, this child doesn't cry."

There was a great confusion in the house, and there were those who went to attend to the fainted woman, and there were also those who were in a panic around the child.

She reached out and hugged the child, but did not wipe it, with stains and blood stains, only a child wrapped in a sheet, wrinkled and smooth, purple and white skin.

"Ma'am, hit." Wen Po shouted.

With a shake of her hand, she grabbed the child's feet and hung them upside down, and hit her with the other hand.

In the room, the cry of a child like a cat sounded.

In the blink of an eye, the room was quiet and warm, because during the confinement, the tent hung down, blocking the doors and windows, and the light was soft.

"Sister-in-law, show me." The young woman lying on the bed looked weak but could not hide her smile.

She turned, holding a swaddling baby in her arms.

"Very well-behaved." She said, smiling and kneeling down and placing the swaddling clothes on the couch.

Both women's heads bowed.

In the swaddling clothes, the little baby was sleeping sweetly with his eyes closed, and his walnut-sized fist was placed in his ear.

"It's ugly." The young woman said.

"Say what! Where is our eldest sister ugly! She said unhappily. While unable to hide his smile, he reached out and gently rubbed the baby's face. "Our eldest sister is the most beautiful."

Babies and young children have smooth skin. Sleeping soundly, she looked full of joy in her heart.

"Don't be afraid, if you have a daughter, will you still have a son?" She bowed her head and whispered to the young woman, "Father is very happy, he has been in the study for several days, and he wants to name the eldest sister..."

The young woman smiled with some joy and gratitude.

Incense was burned indoors, and there were occasional maids walking by outside the tent. The concubine leaned her head and whispered, the baby slept peacefully, and everything was so peaceful and peaceful, until...

She looked down at the baby in the swaddling clothes, and the baby slowly opened his eyes, and there were almost no black eyes.

Mrs. Cheng screamed.

The two servant women in front of them were suddenly frightened, and the rolls in their hands made a gurgling sound.

"Auntie, what's wrong?"

The male voice asked.

Mrs. Cheng stretched out her hand to stroke her chest, and her eyes swept around.

The doors and windows were wide open, and the hot air was blowing through the hall. The servants and girls on both sides knelt and sat down, and the two young men on the left and right looked at themselves. Each of them has a complicated look.

"Ma'am?" The servant asked in a low voice, "This painting"

Mrs. Cheng stretched out her hand and patted the painting.

This demon scourge, why do you have to pester their Cheng family!

"Auntie!"

"Mother!"

There were two exclamations in the room, but only one pounced.

"Auntie! Don't you dare to spoil it! The seventeenth prince snatched the painting from the servant woman's hand and shouted.

As a concubine, it is better to let your nephew do this thing.

Cheng Shilang breathed a sigh of relief and sat down on his knees.

Either way, it's good that the painting can be saved.

"What are you doing, tear me up!" Mrs. Cheng raised her eyebrows and shouted.

The seventeenth prince is not afraid of giggling, where is the slightest bit sick.

"Auntie, wouldn't it be a pity to tear up the painting so well." He said, "My nephew wants it, it's my nephew's, and my aunt can't call the shots." ”

Mrs. Cheng glared angrily and shouted for the servants to take it over, but the servants lowered their heads and moved forward.

The seventeenth prince had already put away the scroll.

"I can't control you, let your mother take you back." Mrs. Cheng said angrily.

The seventeenth prince sighed twice, stroked his head and sat on the ground.

"I'm sick and dizzy." He said.

Mrs. Cheng was startled, hurriedly went to see it, and urged someone to send it back to the room, and the seventeenth prince was satisfied with the painting and was helped to send it away.

Mrs. Cheng stood at the door, her expression full of worry.

There was footsteps behind her, and Mrs. Cheng turned around.

Cheng Shilang hurriedly stood and lowered his head.

"You're going to be in next year." Mrs. Cheng said slowly, looking at Cheng Shilang with a sideways face, "I'll ask your father to find you a good academy, you, go out and study well." ”

Cheng Shilang lowered his head and responded, Chunlan standing in the courtyard looked pale, and the tears in her eyes couldn't help but drip down.

"Cry what cry." Cheng Shilang said.

He returned to the study, with a somewhat relaxed expression, looking at Chunlan who was hiding her face and sobbing.

"It's only a few days since I think it's been a few days, so let's quickly pack up the things I want to bring." He laughed.

"Childe..."Chunlan lowered her head, biting her lip and crying, "It's not just a painting, why bother!" ”

Cheng Shilang smiled.

"It's all painstaking work." He said, groaning slightly, "The people who have been born and raised to this day are even more painstaking, since it is painstaking efforts, I still hope that they can all be done well." ”

That fool, is it also a painstaking effort?

Chunlan's face was sad, with a little puzzlement and a little sadness.

Speaking of that fool, I don't know what happened to Brother Jin.

"Mother won't deliberately embarrass me, looking for a academy outside, the best thing is naturally Mr. Jiangzhou's, I think I will ask the second uncle to write a letter to introduce me, I should go to the capital." Cheng Shilang said, smiling at Chunlan, "Don't worry, without painting, you may be able to see a real person." ”

Chunlan's face couldn't help but be happy, that is, she could see her younger brother, but she was still depressed.

Naturally, going out to study cannot be compared to being at home, to be diligent and simple, you can only take a small maid, but you can't take a maid.

"Childe, you take care of yourself outside." She choked up.

Mrs. Cheng ate tea in the house, but her chest was still stuffy.

"Why hasn't the one who spoke come back?" She shouted to the outside world, "I have something to do here, let the eldest and second master come first, don't fight with the people of the Zhou family, our own family affairs are important." ”

Then a servant woman hurriedly answered the call to go out to ask questions, and after a short time hurried in.

"Madam, madam, the second master and the second lady have agreed to be married!" She sat down on her knees and whispered eagerly.

Mrs. Cheng sneered.

"Agree with the Zhou family's family affairs? The two of them wouldn't be stupid. She said with some disdain.

"No," the servant woman knelt down and stepped forward, "the second master gave that stupid ...... The eldest lady said that she was married! ”

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Today's update.

Set up automatic updates.,There's a typo, everyone tells me in Tucao Lou.,I'll go back and change it.。

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