After sending Ash back to the thatched hut at the entrance of the village, Feng Mo walked towards the patriarch's mansion alone. Although she sympathized with this stupid teenager www.biquge.info, she couldn't take care of him now, so she had to wait for the future.

It was getting darker and darker, and I saw that night was coming.

When he slipped in through the half-hidden side door bypassing the high red wall, Feng Mo was hugged from behind, his whole body stiffened, and when he was about to reflexively attack, he heard a little girl's low cry faintly, "Miss, you're back, Miss Tang didn't do anything to you, right?" The slave is trapped by that evil woman, and she can't go to you, and she can't do anything but wait here, so please forgive the slave for her incompetence. ”

With a tremor in his heart, Feng Mo slowly turned around, and his eyes fell on the little girl in front of him who was wearing a thin cloth dress and had tears on her face.

Her name is Hongjing, and she is the personal ring of the original body, and she was also adopted by her wife back then.

In the spirit beast clan, all men and women who cannot attract spirits into the body and embark on the path of cultivation can only become slaves, and they will be passed down from generation to generation.

Hong Jing is a girl with no spiritual roots, her parents died when she was a child, and she was adopted and raised by her original mother Feng Wan, so she treated the stupid young lady for ten years, and she didn't worry about her less, and she was beaten for her.

After acquiring these memories, Feng Mo's eyes softened, and she took her little hand and walked along the bluestone road towards the most remote backyard, while asking in a low voice, "Is Madame asleep?" ”

Hearing this, Hong Jing turned her head sharply and looked at her in disbelief.

Feng Mo also turned his head to look at her and smiled at her.

Seeing that Miss's clear eyes were like white mountains and black water, particularly sharp and distinct, Hong Jing was stunned for a moment, and then smiled and said, "Miss, you...... How are you? ”

Feng Mo hurriedly pressed his finger to his lips and made a "shhh" gesture.

Hongjing's doubts were confirmed, she trembled with joy, hugged her hard, and whispered with tears, "Great, it's really Mrs. Tian's spirit, bless Miss You are back to normal, great!" ”

Gently pulling her hand away, Feng Mo looked her eyes directly into her eyes and said in a low voice, "Hongjing, remember, don't tell anyone before I return to normal, and I'll let everyone know when necessary, understand?" ”

Although Hongjing didn't know why, she still nodded obediently, tears rolling in her eyes, and she cried with joy.

In this strange world, occupying a strange body, the little girl's concern undoubtedly made Feng Mo feel warm, and she held her hand all the way without letting go.

But when I returned to my small yard at night, I couldn't help frowning.

In the memory of the original body, although the residence was the most remote small courtyard in the patriarch's mansion, it was not dilapidated, looking at the few snowflakes falling from time to time in the main house, and the ventilation everywhere caused the cold air in the house to rage, Feng Mo sighed secretly in his heart.

In his previous life, he was spoiled, and even if he was occasionally willful, he would be laughed at by his parents.

But the same is the daughter of the patriarch, why is there such a big difference?

Feng Mo thought of the original stepmother, and now the wife of the Feng clan patriarch Feng Qi, Pinrong, a bitter and vicious woman, it is not difficult to imagine how sad the life of the original body has been over the years.

It's a pity that Feng Qi is weak and very afraid of guilt, so he can't support himself at all, and if he wants to gain a firm foothold in this family, it seems that it will take some work.

As soon as he thought of this, Feng Mo pulled Hong Jing and walked back to the back room.

There was not even a candlestick in the dark room, only a kerosene lamp on the dilapidated small wooden table, watching Hongjing light it with a fire to illuminate the entire dilapidated room, Feng Mo said in a deep voice, "You don't have to go back to the next door to sleep, since they are all thin quilts that can't be warmed, it is better for you to bring all the bedding over, and we will squeeze into the same bed, so that it can be warmer." ”

Hearing this, Hong Jing was stunned for a moment, her eyes widened and she said, "How can you do that?" The young lady is the master, how can the slave and maid sleep with the master? No, no, no. “

"You and I have been together for many years and are like sisters, what kind of master and servant do you have? Say no more, go. ”

Hong Jing looked at her, although the young lady's tone was soft, the majesty in her eyes made people dare not resist, and she involuntarily turned back to the room and hugged the thin futon.

The two beds of bedding were spread together, and then covered with two thin quilts, but they could barely survive the winter, but when they were sleeping, Feng Mo accidentally saw that Hong Jing's two arms were full of scars, and his heart was full of anger.

But now she can only hide it, after all, she has not yet reached the point where she can be self-reliant!

In the early morning of the second day, when the light had just penetrated into the house through the window paper, Hong Jing woke up, turned her head and saw that there was no one beside her, so she sat up in fright.

"Miss......," she cried softly, hearing a voice from the courtyard outside, "I'm here." ”

Hurriedly jumped off the bed, and when Hong Jing rushed out of the house, she saw Feng Mo sitting cross-legged in the snow, his eyes closed, his expression solemn, and his long black hair spread out like a waterfall, as if he had changed a person.

Today's snowflakes are much smaller, but they are still fluttering and have not stopped.

Under the gloomy sky, the cold wind was lonely, Feng Mo was only wearing a white shirt and sitting in the snow, but he didn't shiver, his red face was like a ripe cherry, and his skin was as white as snow, fresh and tender.

Hong Jing was stunned for a moment, and immediately understood that Miss was introducing spirits into her body, and once she really succeeded, it would prove that she was born with spiritual roots and could cultivate spiritual arts, which was great!

Thinking of this, Hong Jing was overjoyed, didn't dare to disturb the young lady, returned to the house lightly, cleaned up the bed, washed up, and then took out a large porcelain bowl from the broken kitchen, and walked out of the courtyard alone.

Because the young lady's IQ is not clear, there is naturally no other maid and wife to serve, not to mention having a cook to open a small stove by herself, so Hong Jing can only go to the big kitchen in the house to get some meals for three meals a day.

Most of the people who eat in the big kitchen are maids, and the meals are naturally brown rice and vegetarian dishes, and fish and meat are rare, and it is also a shame that Miss was not normal in the past, but she has never been picky about food, but now that Miss has become a normal person, can she still eat these things?

Hongjing couldn't help but worry about Zhongzhong, but she was helpless.

Who knows, when Hongjing arrived at the big kitchen, not only did she not get the food, but she was also blocked outside the courtyard by several big girls in the house, and the porcelain bowl in her hand fell to the ground with a bang, and the eldest sister Qingmei on the opposite side asked sharply, "Say, did your fool not come back last night?" Did you go out and have a private meeting with some wild man? ”

"You...... You guys are talking nonsense! Hearing that they insulted Miss's innocence, Hong Jing's only porcelain bowl was broken, her face turned red with anger, and she struggled to refute.

However, the maids led by Qingmei are all in the house of Mrs. and Second Miss, and they have always been arrogant and domineering, where would they pay attention to the words of a little girl like Hongjing, and they actually rushed up to hold her up, pushing and shoving towards the backyard, as if to prove that the eldest lady really didn't return last night.

The most important thing for a woman is her innocence, if it can be proved that the eldest lady did not return last night, even if she is really a young lady? can also be placed on the charge of infidelity and punished by the public of the clan, only by making the eldest lady famous, the second lady can exhale and raise her eyebrows, and will not be crushed by a fool!