The Zhou family was brightly lit, and watching the carriage enter the door, Liuliulang couldn't help but take a few steps forward.

The curtain was lifted, and the servant woman helped Mrs. Zhou get out of the car, and the curtain was lowered, and no one came out.

Saturday Lang let out a sullen breath from his nose.

Returning to his courtyard, he opened the door, and in the hall, Qin Langjun was cooking wine in the stove, and the room was filled with the aroma of drunkenness.

"How? Shiro went to the door and waited, right? He smiled and looked at Liulang who sat down in a flirtatious dress.

"Greet your parents, that's how you should be." Liuliulang said, taking the wine bowl and drinking it all.

Qin Langjun smiled and poured another bowl for him.

"Said that Old Lady Chen will wake up tonight, so she has to stay there." "It's not what you think. ”

"Isn't it, I'll know the Tao in the future." Qin Langjun said, "She is, she won't enter your house." ”

Saturday Lang snorted.

"Love doesn't go in." He said.

"What did Uncle and Aunt say?" Qin Langjun asked.

"It's nothing, so be it." Liuliulang said a little casually, "Say, it looks quite like my aunt." ”

"Oh, your aunt is a beauty." Qin Langjun said with a smile.

Liuliulang turned the wine bowl and showed a little god, the father naturally didn't say much, but the mother had the common problem of all women, and described the woman with a slight exaggeration.

From getting out of the carriage to changing clothes and entering the house, he didn't let go of the slightest detail, so detailed that the woman seemed to be standing in front of him.

Just like what she saw at the Cheng family, just like what she saw in her dreams every night, the woman looked at him blankly, and then the corners of her mouth curved slightly. Mocking.

He took the bowl and drank it down.

"Tell Uncle Cao to come in and listen to what happened on the way. It must be interesting. Qin Langjun said.

The girl who was kneeling on the side was busy responding, got up and went out to call someone.

"What's interesting." Saturday Lang said in a muffled voice. Look at him again, "Aren't you going back?" ”

"I'm not leaving tonight." Qin Langjun said.

"This woman, what's so interesting, it's worth you to stay at my house." Liuliulang said, "You're so interested, why don't you marry back." ”

As soon as these words came out, both of them were stunned.

Qin Langjun's grandmother, Princess Fang Ning, although she has passed away, is still very close to the current emperor in terms of bloodline. His father is famous for his literary style, and the Qin family is also a prominent family in Sichuan, although Qin Langjun is disabled, but not everyone can get married.

When I say this, I laugh at its flaws, and I can only find a fool with a flaw to match.

Saturday Lang blushed slightly.

"I, I didn't mean that." He muffled.

Qin Langjun laughed.

"I know you didn't mean that." He smiled, "It's just that such a beauty, I'm afraid I won't have it." ”

What is Saturday Lang going to say. The girl outside the door led Steward Cao to come.

"Thank you for your hard work." Liuliulang said, motioning for Steward Cao to sit.

Steward Cao was very happy.

"It's not hard, it's not hard, just get home. I feel very comfortable, and my fatigue is gone. He said, kneeling down.

Parade thousands of miles. Home is always the department, Liuliulang nodded.

Qin Langjun smiled.

"What? Sound. Cheng Niangzi has made you suffer a lot? He asked.

Saturday Lang frowned.

"You think too much, and you have to do everything with her. What does she have—" he couldn't help but say.

Before the words fell, Steward Cao smiled bitterly.

"Boy, I regret that I shouldn't have listened to Lang Jun." He bowed his head and saluted.

Liulang's voice stopped abruptly, as if he was a little angry and a little helpless, so he simply picked up the wine bowl and stopped talking.

"It's not that I'm thinking too much, it's that you don't want to think about it." Qin Langjun said with a smile, looking at the sullen Liulang, "Not everything in the world is like this, there is not much difference between people, the difference is that you are willing to think or not want to think." ”

"Ask what you want, don't ramble." Liuliulang said with a glare.

Her eyes moved to Steward Cao, and the girl poured a bowl of wine for Steward Cao.

"Speaking of which, this Cheng family lady is very eccentric......"

The door was closed, insulating the warm night of early winter.

Compared with the bright and warm place of the old man, the lower room is dark and cold.

Banqin rubbed his hands, approached the oil lamp, and sewed a garment.

There was the sound of footsteps and the laughter of the girls outside the door, the door was pushed open, and the people poured in with the cold of early winter, and the oil lamp jumped and went out, and Banqin hurriedly blocked it with his hand.

“…… If Satsuki hadn't been in a hurry to go back, I would have won. ”

"....you can't win, Xiaoyue is happy, and her fortune is booming..."

“… Xiao Yue is really lucky, she was pointed out to Steward Cao by her wife, Steward Cao is so capable, although he is older, he can't do without him inside and out..."

“… It's a great credit to come back this time, and when you become a parent, Xiaoyue can go to Mrs. to be a housekeeper. ”

The girls sat down in front of each other in the mirror and made up, chattering and laughing, and the room was filled with noisy joy.

"Steward Cao is back?" Banqin asked in surprise, got up too violently, forgot the needle and thread in his hand, and poked it on his finger unconsciously.

The girls seemed to have only seen her at this time, and most of them looked at her with disdain.

"yes." Only one replied, facing the hairrope biting, "I entered the city in the evening, and I just came back with the old lady." ”

"Then, then my lady is here." Banqin said in a trembling voice, so excited that she couldn't help but shed tears.

A few people laughed this time.

"Your lady? Who is your home? Whose house are you? One said, with a bit of disdain, "Could it be that this is not your home?" It's really a wronged girl in our family. ”

The room burst into laughter.

Banqin was a little embarrassed and bowed her head.

"I, I..." she promised for a long time, not knowing what to say, tears falling at her feet.

"Why are you crying on the big night?" A girl shouted.

"That's it, who owes you money with a sad face all day long." The other shouted too.

"It's no wonder that you're moving in, and I'm getting worse and worse!" A few more shouted.

The house was a mess.

Banqin retreated to the side of his bed, and wiped away his tears with his sleeve in a panic, if he wanted to cry, he couldn't stop crying.

"Okay, next time I tell my mother, find a good place to live for this sister from another family, where are we worthy of living with someone, wronged sister."

Banqin lowered her head and took the sewing clothes in a bit of a panic, her body trembling.

"Hey, you have to do needlework, find another place to go, we have to sleep, you have the light on, how can we sleep, we are not like you, we have nothing to do, we are busy during the day."

The doors were shut, the oil lamps were fanned, and it was dark inside and out.

Banqin hugged her clothes and looked around, tears streaming down her face.

Wife......

Wife......

What the hell is going on?

What the hell is going on?

In the room of the old lady of the Chen Mansion, there were four or five people sitting, either closing their eyes a few times, or sitting upright with their arms folded and closing their eyes, only the Imperial Doctor Li sat on the edge of the couch, stretching out his hand to check the pulse every once in a short time.

"It's strange to apply needles like this, can it really work?" He muttered.

On the couch, Mrs. Chen fell asleep with her mouth open as always, saliva occasionally flowing from her mouth, and her throat whirring.

Imperial Physician Li looked out the window, and the east was pale.

"It's going to be clear every day, doesn't it mean that you will wake up tomorrow at the latest? Why haven't you woken up yet? He muttered, and when he saw the boy sleeping soundly, he kicked him.

"Boy, get up."

The child woke up half-asleep, unsteady for a while, and reached out to grab the couch to support him.

"Master, Master." He said with sleepy eyes.

“… What time is it..."

"It's almost time." Imperial Physician Li said, glaring back at Xiao Tong.

The boy groaned and sat down with his sleeve to wipe his mouth.

"It's time... It's going to be dawn...."

Imperial Physician Li looked at Xiao Tong, and Xiao Tong also looked at Imperial Physician Li.

"Why don't you open your mouth when you speak?" Imperial Physician Li asked in a daze.

"Master, didn't you speak?" Xiao Tong also asked in a daze.

"San Lang, San Lang?" A hand was raised from the couch and grabbed the arm of the child next to him.

The boy screamed in fright, and the room woke up. (To be continued......)