Xiao Ru knew this in his heart, and avoided mentioning it, "I don't know why Lian Huan came this time?" ”

After Lian Huan swept past the servants, his eyes flickered and looked at Xiao Ruren, "The widow treats the people kindly, and the slave and maid are very envious, so there are some confidants who want to talk to the widow." Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Xiao Ruren glanced at her, waved his sleeves and said, "Let's all step down." Waiting for Ruyun's skirts to float out, he took a sip of tea, and said slowly, "There is no one here, and the girl can speak bluntly if she has something to say." ”

Due to the urgency of the situation, Lian Huan no longer thought of it as a snake at the moment, glanced at the door of the room behind him, and there were few people outside the house, and said in a low voice, "Do you still remember the incident of the night before?" ”

"That incident has Miss Lao in danger." , Xiao Ruren nodded slightly.

"You don't have to be polite," Lian Huan said hurriedly, "Mrs. has no more postpartum bleeding, and she has to be seen by a doctor, and her condition has been slightly relieved." I thought it would get better, and then there would be no big problem. The situation of clinker changed abruptly this morning, and the blood was surging like a rolling wave, Qin's mother sent the Jin Po in the courtyard to ask for a house doctor, and the slave maid took the opportunity to say that the Jin Po was used to lead the messenger on behalf of the envoy, so as to take the opportunity to delay. When the slave and maid went, the lady was already in disgrace and mortal, thinking that if the doctor came later, she should return to the nine heavens. But the sky won't kill her・・・・・・", he shook his head very regretfully, looked at Xiao Ruren helplessly, and said silently in his eyes, I am not responsible for this matter, and I blame it on the number of lives.

"Planning is in people, and success is in heaven, and the girl has gone all out, so there is no need to sigh." , Xiao Ruren said lightly, originally she had never planned to use this opportunity to get rid of You Liang in one fell swoop, and let her suffer a little, before she suffered and died.

"The widow is kind, and he does not want to blame the slave and the maid." , Lian Huan bowed down, "But the slave and maid have served the widow as the master, and they should do their best." After moving a few steps, leaning forward, he said mysteriously, "That baby was born strange, and his eyes were wide as if he had a grudge, but he hadn't forgotten it, right?" ”

"Well," Xiao Ruren gasped for breath, unconsciously pinched the veil, and his face was still calm, "What?" ”

"There is another thing that the slave and maid have never told anyone about. It is not strange to the widows, just because the situation was mixed at that time, and the slaves and maids did not know whether this matter was true or false, and they were afraid that they would add to the worries of the widows. Lian Huan was humble in his mouth, but his eyes did not leave Xiao Ruren for a moment, until he saw her face change slightly, and then continued, "The slave maid served outside that night, and the door was broken through the screen, and in the noisy movement, I vaguely heard a weak and inaudible whisper, sad, sad, angry, weak, only blinked, and the slave maid had so many thoughts for some reason, and I thought it was too ridiculous to think about it, so I didn't take it to heart, but after falling asleep, I felt that something was wrong when I thought about it, so I always wanted to report it to the widow to know." ”

At this moment, Xiao Ruren trembled, his face was pale, and thousands of emotions were accumulated in his watery eyes, his slender nails hooked through the silk handkerchief, pinching the flesh of his palm, but he stared at the void in pain without knowing it.

"Ruren-", Lian Huan hurriedly called.

After a few sounds, Xiao Ruren came to his senses and smiled indifferently, "Maybe the girl is wrong." ”

Lian Huan was not in a hurry to argue, but said more and more profoundly, "There is another matter, everyone in Qinglan Courtyard knows about it, but because everyone knows it, no one thinks about it." Since Mrs. Da was pregnant, she often had nightmares all night, even if she slept during the day, she couldn't bear to be disturbed. As he spoke, he saw that Xiao Ru was excited, and said hurriedly, "The slave maid also feels that this is an ordinary trivial matter, from the king and grandson to Li Shu, which one does not dream." But one morning, before everyone woke up, the slave and maid were sweeping outside the house, and suddenly heard the lady shouting, and shouted, 'You deserve to die, you deserve to die, dare to rob my son of the world, you deserve to ・・・・・・die', and then alarmed the maid who served the night, and the slave and maid avoided it. In the past few days, I have been thinking about which concubine in the mansion who was murdered by his wife, and he took the opportunity to take revenge? ”

In the study, Di Ying sat upright behind the long case, rubbing his fingers on the lake green wrench, with an unpredictable expression on his face.

"General, what the old slave said is true, the gods protect Madame, let the young master feel that Madame's life is hanging by a thread from half of the city, and hurried back, so as to arouse Madame's desire to survive-", Qin's mother knelt on the ground and cried.

Di Ying is still as light as flowing water, silent, like a long-sleeved and good dancer who meets an elm who doesn't understand the style, how to dance the waist, and can't get his attention, Qin's mother has no heart and no strength, so she collapsed to the side and stopped talking.

The bamboo forest outside the window is quiet, the wind is rustling, and the pleasant bamboo fragrance is drilled into the window, and the room is wonderful.

Mother Qin knelt and sat so numb that she wanted to move but didn't dare to move, when she heard Di Ying ask, "What happened to Qiu Ruren?" ”

"The old man knows that the lady has high ambitions, and has always been at odds with the concubine next to her, and now the illness has reached a critical juncture, and the autumn widow came to ask to see, and the old slave did not dare to let her in, so he had the heart to persuade her to go back for the time being. Later, ・・・・・・ young master remembered his wife's temperament, although his words were inappropriate, but it was all for his wife, and he said those words on impulse, and he hoped that the master would be clear. ”

Qin's mother is upright, but she has also stayed in the high gate of Shenfu for more than ten years, and she still has ingenuity.

On weekdays, the lord treats the concubines in a cold and impartial room, which makes everyone scratch their heads, and they don't know which master to flatter, but she is clear in her heart, and people who think a lot think about things, so they go the wrong way.

It's enough to just look at the position.

The two widows under the wife have to be given by the lord himself, and the people can call Qiu Yunshui a widow as a wife, speechless, Qiu Yu is one point taller than Xiao Ru, and how much shorter than You Liang?

Qin's mother knew that this matter would not crush Qiu Yunshui, and she would not be beaten by her, so she put the blame on Wen Wei, one less arm is cheaper, and it still needs to be slowly figured out to get rid of Qiu Yunshui.

"One has high ambitions, one is impulsive, it's all thanks to the notivity of others, why don't you say that a narrow-minded person can't accommodate a concubine, and a low-minded person has a narrow vision to the general's backyard!" , Di Ying seemed to have been poked in the death hole, and suddenly became angry, which shocked Qin's mother's palpitations and gathered momentum again.

What's going on? The general, who is usually as deep as the sea, is always moody these days.

"Go back!" , Di Ying waved his hand, drove Qin's mother away in annoyance, waited for her to crawl to the door, and said, "Good life to take care of Mrs. ”

There is a plaque hung on the door of the study of the general's mansion, a single book is a "An" word, it is timeless and surprising, magnificent, it is by the right side of the dynasty and the book of Xi Zhizhi personally raised the pen to catch the knife, at that time the emperor gave the mansion, and there was a rumor of civil and military discord in the court, in order to calm the hearts of the people, Di should put down a new banquet in the house, invite colleagues from Pao Ze to come to the gathering, in front of the ministers, Di Ying set the word, the ink of the ridicule, a harmonious scene of literary and virtuous martial arts.

Di Ying still remembers that he put down his pen that day, smiled warmly, "Wangzuo Cheng is indeed such a word-An Guo, Anchao, and the people's hearts"

He immediately waved his hand and excused himself, "Your Majesty is the only one who does 'San'an', and this official is just a pawn." He has never left a little bit of chewing, and it is his way of life to be perfect everywhere.

The study is backed by a huge bamboo forest, inherited from the former prime minister's mansion, at that time it was hung with a "step green cloud", taking the meaning of "flat step green cloud", except for the plaque under the eaves, Di Ying did not make changes.

The bamboo forest is deep, promoting the cry of the puppet, and the black insects the size of rice grains shuttle between them, and their whereabouts are uncertain.

Di Ying stood by the window with his hands behind his back, but the rare silence made him more and more irritable.

The court is turbulent, the destination is difficult to find, the mansion is chaotic, noisy like a busy city, none of which is smooth!

Qi Yue shrank his head and returned to the door, glanced at the substitute's subordinates, looked at the closed door, sighed, straightened his waist, and stood like a wooden man as usual.

He had just come back from Steward Xu's place, and the house doctor had checked his pulse, and he sat stupidly for a long time, but he didn't say why, which made people jump in a hurry.

He was single-handedly promoted by Steward Xu, and he said elegantly that he had the grace of knowing him.

As a person, Qi Yue sincerely hopes that he will be safe and sound.

There is also Aunt Xu, who is nearly sixty years old, with gray hair, and a handful of snot and tears in front of him, which makes people really anxious.