"Dare to ask Banniang, where are we going?" Chun Siniang lifted the curtain and opened it out. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Liquan." The sadness on Yang Banniang's face deepened.

Liquan? Is it to go to Zhaoling? Chun Siniang's heart beat wildly.

She remembered that Mrs. Zheng Guo was buried in Zhaoling.

What did they take themselves to Zhaoling for, to replace Mrs. Wei and be buried with Mrs. Zheng Guo's mother and daughter?

The thought of this made her heart pound.

With trembling hands, he took the tea handed over by Yang Banniang, and took several sips before calming down.

Seeing Yang Banniang looking at her with concern, Chun Siniang pursed her lips and smiled at her.

lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes, as if he smiled again.

She said to herself in her heart: I want to be beautiful.

You must know that being able to accompany the burial of Zhaoling is an extremely glorious thing in the eyes of these ancients.

Mrs. Zheng Guo can be buried in Zhaoling is already a special grace of the second saint, in addition to being Li Zhi's little wife, the identity of the sister of the Empress Wu should also help a lot.

Mrs. Wei Guo couldn't be buried in Zhaoling, she was just a little shrimp, how could it be?

Why do you want to take her to Liquan, the mountains and rivers are all over the place, and the boat and car are tiring, it's really incomprehensible?

Mrs. Zheng Guo wants her own life, why bother so much? It is completely possible to strangle with a rope and bury the matter on the spot.

Although Chun Siniang felt from the bottom of her heart that as a woman, she should not die so humblely, she had to admit that this was probably the case.

Could it be that the lady was sorry for her and gave her hospice care?

Just like those condemned prisoners, before they die, they ask, "What do you want, and we will try to fulfill them?" ”

Mrs. Zheng Guo is neither a woman in clothes, nor does she know that she is a woman in clothes, and of course she doesn't know that she is a woman in clothes who loves the Tang Dynasty, how could she think of sending her a trip to Zhaoling?

Perhaps, it is because it is too eye-catching to take people's lives at the feet of the Son of Heaven, and the Jiuzhi Mountain, where Zhaoling is located, is really a good place to kill people and destroy traces.

If you really die, you can find a place in the green mountains and throw it away, and you really don't know.

As soon as she thought of this, a layer of cold sweat broke out on Chun Siniang's back.

If Mrs. Zheng Guo sat opposite her, she would surely have her eyes flashing like a deer, and she would look at her and say, "Madam, there was no injustice between you and me in the past, and there is no enmity in the near future, so why bother? ”

What Mrs. Zheng Guo was worried about was just because she looked similar to Mrs. Wei Guo, and she was afraid of touching the heart of the second saint and affecting her son's future.

If he leaves Chang'an and never has the opportunity to meet the two saints, won't all this be solved.

It's a pity that Mrs. Zheng Guo died, and Chun Siniang turned her fawn-like gaze to Yang Banniang.

It is said that saving a life is better than creating a seventh-level floating slaughter, Banniang, you look like a kind-hearted person, why kill in vain?

I must find a time to make this clear with her.

Mrs. Zheng Guo's personal servant should naturally be familiar with Mrs. Wei Guo. I can't say, Mrs. Wei Guo still grew up with her, so there's always a little bit of affection, right?

Yang Banniang only cared about her own thoughts at first, but when she came back to her senses, she saw Chun Siniang staring at her, her face was very weird, and she was stunned.

Remembering what Madame had said to her, she suddenly understood.

"Siniang rest assured." She smiled at Chun Siniang.

Chun Siniang was seen through her heart, but she refused to admit it, so she only laughed and said: "Banniang's words are so strange, Mrs. rescued me from the sea of suffering, I am grateful." Even if Madame wants my life, I will never complain, where is there anything to worry about? ”

Yang Banniang glanced at her and said slowly: "That day, when Mrs. was sick, she was frightened when she saw Siniang at first glance, and she was in a hurry, so she lost her temper and regretted it afterwards. Siniang...... No wonder. ”

Chun Siniang stared at Yang Banniang and did not speak.

Yang Banniang sighed: "Madame is just a protector...... A few days before her death, Mrs. wanted to see Siniang, and learned that Siniang had left the house, thinking that Siniang was frightened, and sighed for a long time. ”

Chun Siniang looked at her for a long time, and then asked: "Please also ask Banniang to tell me, what is Mrs. asking me to go to Liquan for?" ”

Yang Banniang's eyes darkened, and she was silent for a long time before she said: "Siniang is still young, so naturally I don't know, and I have worked hard to be a mother." ”

She looked at Chun Siniang with a very earnest expression: "Madame just wants to invite Siniang, for the sake of Da Lang...... For the sake of this rare affection, do her a favor. ”

"What's the busy?" Chun Siniang asked quietly.

Yang Banniang was also frank: "Mrs. is just an ordinary mother, how can she know what is happening after her death?" It's just that she really can't rest assured that Da Lang is very clever, and she wants Si Niang to bother to look at Da Lang more, and act when she sees the opportunity. ”

After a pause, she said again: "My old lady said that if Siniang does things properly, she will not treat you badly." ”

Chun Siniang looked at Yang Banniang for a long time, and made sure that she was not like a lie, and the heart that had been hanging for a long time finally slowly came to fruition.

When she came back to her senses, she suddenly felt a little funny.

Is his recent performance the legendary paranoia of victimization?

Also, in the future, if she writes an autobiography, it will be just a historical travel novel, not a martial arts novel.

Where did so many martial arts masters come from?

Besides, Mrs. Zheng Guo really wants her life, and she can't use a martial arts master to come out, Yang Banniang alone, at most, plus the middle-aged man sitting in front, doesn't need the help of the coachman, a rope is enough.

Knowing that her life was safe, she was secretly proud, and sure enough, she made the right bet. If it weren't for Mrs. Zheng Guo's filial piety, she would have hummed a song.

When the carriage left the city gate, it stopped.

A carriage drawn by four horses was already waiting there.

On the right and left sides of the car, there were two burly guards on tall horses. A plain-clothed maid stood in front of the car, and when she saw Chun Siniang getting out of the car, she hurriedly greeted her.

When the moon slave saw the maid, she was so excited that she couldn't do it, she leaned out in Chun Siniang's arms, stuck out her tongue and wagged her tail, and screamed non-stop.

Seeing that Chun Siniang was vinegared, she knocked it on the head.

The maid's gaze moved from the moon slave to Chun Siniang's face, and her eyes were shining.

"I saw the lady in the first year." The maid saluted Chun Siniang, and then diligently supported Chun Siniang.

Her courtesy is not what she pretends to be.

Her gaze, eager and surprised, stuck to her body from the moment she saw Chun Siniang.

Chun Siniang looked at the moon slave, and then looked at the first day of the new year, and she already understood eight or nine points in her heart.

Her gaze reminded Chun Siniang of green beads. When I think of green beads, my heart is warm. Thinking about the possible identity at first, my heart moved again.

Chun Siniang showed a familiar and intimate smile to the first day of the new year.

The eyes of the first year of junior high are brighter.

Chun Siniang showed a knowing expression again, and gently shook Chu Yi's hand.

The first year of junior high school was so excited that he could barely control himself.