"Sister Jiang is from the Yue Clan, could it be that she is an acquaintance?" How could the princess ignore her shock and the shallow joy hidden under her plain face. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Jiang Yun shook his head sadly: "I have been an orphan since I realized it, and I don't have half a token on my body. He said to his relatives. She was almost a little unspeakable, and the sadness between her brows was a little thick, and she asked, "Her mother is nearly forty years old, how can I know her, is she also ...... Lianghuai?"

The princess said abruptly: "Her biological mother was a concubine and has died. ”

This time, Jiang Yun covered up his sorrow flawlessly, his expression was faintly quiet, and his thinking was extremely sharp, and he actually asked, "Could it be that he died at the hands of his master's mother?" ”

The Zhao family's notoriety is now spreading all over the capital, and you can know it with a little inquiry. The princess nodded and said: "Mrs. Lin is a little irritable and angry, and when she came back to visit her daughter, she was hit by the prince and beating the side concubine, and her words were extremely filthy. ”

Not surprisingly, this Concubine Lin is his...... But it was the same fate, how could Jiang Yun not be heartbroken and heartbroken.

Jiang Yun muttered in a low voice, insincerely: "It's also a pitiful person." I remember when I was young, tortured, starved and cold. As long as the princess said a few random words, she concluded that the Zhao family was mean to her children, and she would beat and scold all day long.

was so conjectured by her, the princess, as the main mother of the backyard concubine and the mother of the concubine, didn't know what to say.

"The princess doesn't have to worry about it, it is a great blessing for you to conceive a son. Don't be relaxed, be comfortable and happy, and be a mother with peace of mind. Jiang Yun couldn't wait to find the Lin family and solve his doubts. However, after years of tempering, his face is more than calm, and he does not show any eagerness and anxiety.

Even Jiang Yun said that he was the prince, and the princess couldn't help but be pleased, gently stroked her stomach, and nodded peacefully.

The weather in May is full of birds and flowers. Wisps of breeze mixed with sticky softness, willows cling, and the master and servant sat lazily by the pond. Lin Qixu can now accurately pick up the pebble and hit a fat red carp with a "bang".

"It's also a blessing for these fish to meet their masters." Peach Blossom smiled foolishly, silently sprinkling bait.

She just took the fish as a target, and asked casually, "What is the noise outside at lunchtime?" ”

Peach Blossom pouted reluctantly, and said: "It's not Jing Chunzhai who died, these days the prince ordered her to think about the wall, and she hasn't even won her name, great grace and tolerance." A few days ago, the third lady was unwell, so she shouted for the blood swallow to make up for it, and the money was expensive, so the princess was pregnant, and the palace concubine gave a little. I don't want to think about how old the third lady is, can she use such nourishment. At noon, it was probably because the dining room was not perfect enough, and it was picked by the egg. ”

Lin Qixu glanced at her and smiled: "When did you become so mean." She didn't care much and asked, "What is the recent movement of Changping Bofu?" ”

Peach Blossom finally knew what was wrong, and her voice was lowered: "Listening to the tone leaked out by the little girl, that Zhao Gongzi was violent by nature, and he actually raped a maid, and then fell into the well and died, and it was only then exposed." Mrs. Changping Bo is a person with children and daughters, and she wants to be face-saving, and she is not very willing to associate with the Zhao family, and she often clings to her sister-in-law. ”

After Lin Yanxuan went to Beijing, he lived in a house in Baoshu Hutong. When the Lin family was at its most prosperous, in order to enrich the family foundation and not seem so rootless, the great-grandfather ruthlessly purchased a house in a medium area of the capital, and brought a small garden by the way, so that future generations could go to Beijing to study, so that they could have a place to rest.

"As for the Baoshu Hutong, Lord Lin probably can't stand it, and in the past few days, the people who have bought outside have directly handed over the cards to the steward of the outer courtyard, and they have never seen the face of the Zhao family."

Lin Qixu's heart was cold, and said: "Lin Yanxuan, I finally have a little brain......" The wind was mixed with a hint of leisure, she suddenly looked back with her intuition, and saw Jiang Yun in black clothes and black hair with an indifferent expression!

Pity the clumsy peach blossom, suddenly fell to the ground, and almost fell into the pond.

Peach Blossom suddenly pulled the delicate Lin Qixu, forcing Qixu to have to work hard under his feet, grabbing the nearby willow branch with his right hand, the master and servant, the scene was funny and laughing.

"Amitabha, crushing the fish to death will create evil." Peach Blossom did not frighten the master's consciousness of asking for sin at all, but easily picked up the spoon and small bowl that fell on the daylily.

Jiang Yun looked at Lin Qixu quietly, and the tender wicker unintentionally swept past her, raising the remnants of the catkins. She seemed to be happy or angry, and she smiled silently.

Jiang Yun was not accompanied by anyone, which made Lin Qixu let go of his slightly uneasy heart.

I saw the woman in front of me, unusually lifting the hem of her skirt, sitting on the square rough stone without care, bending her knees and hugging herself. The side face reflects the floating light of the crushed willow leaves, like a celestial person, beautiful and quiet, and the autumn water is rippling in the dark eyes, full of infinite affection, and it is necessary to cross all personnel for a long time.

Lin Qixu looked at her and pulled away a smile: "Master Jiang, it's not here to see the fish." ”

Jiang Yun faintly walked past her, glanced at the scattered gravel, and a few footprints that were obvious in the dirt under his feet, obviously much deeper than ordinary people. One sentence broke through her secret thoughts: "Are you here to watch the willows and enjoy the fish?" ”

Lin Qixu was a little puzzled, but he also branched out the ignorant peach blossom first: "Go get some refreshments." I'm a little thirsty. ”

Peach blossom bounced around with a bowl and spoon of feed.

Jiang Yun looked around carefully and confirmed that there was no one, so he straightened up his expression, did not shy away from it, and said bluntly: "What is your mother's name?" ”

A crack was cracked in the calm state of mind for several days, the corners of Lin Qixu's eyes opened, and the surprise in her eyes was still concealed, and in the face of Jiang Yun's blazing gaze, she told the truth: "Mother Jiang Peng." ”

Her heart is slightly upset, Jiang Yun is also surnamed Jiang, from the Yue family, could it be that she has something to do with her mother?

The word Jiang Peng poured into Jiang Yun's calm and calm mind like a magic sound, and Lin Qixu obviously caught the light that suddenly rose in her eyes, and burst out with a strong shock, which was a little bit of jubilation, which instantly touched her heart that had been numb for many years.

The scenes of the old days, like a variety of marquees in my mind, brightly turning and chasing.

The weather with the autumn sun shining, although the pomegranate blossoms are defeated, touching the scene and hurting. But Jiang Peng was sick and painful, and he was able to get out of bed. Lin Qixu returned from taking a meal, and saw his mother, who had always been weak, sitting under the silver rattan trellis, with a very faint tranquility and tranquility on her face.

Oh, she was nine years old.

Coming out of the sadness of his sister's unfortunate death, Lin Qixu was urging his younger brother to write in red, extremely meticulously. Jiang Peng stared at her increasingly restrained and quiet daughter, a little bit of sourness expanded like ripples, stroked the patches with fine stitches on her daughter's clothes, and said softly: "There is still some broken silver on the bedside table, you have been wearing this dress for two spring and autumn." ”

Lin Qixu served some coarse cakes and porridge, as well as a bowl of decoction that had been hard to decoction.

She said, "No need. Keep more money for your life. Buying medicine and books, paper, ink, pen and inkstone all cost money, so you don't have to be so particular. ”