Weisheng walked up to the wind spirit, his gaze dodged to the side, and his guilt and embarrassment could be easily seen. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Feng Ling didn't dare to be anxious because of the lesson of the previous time, so he put aside those who wanted to ask for the time being, and stepped forward with concern to support Amanpo with Weisheng: "I was listening to the miscellaneous envoy at home talking about the water in Dunhuafang, but the teaching Feng Ling was not lightly bluffed, and he lost a lot of merit in his life, and he was able to be safe and sound." ”

She carried Amanpo up the wooden steps, led them into the house, and invited them to sit down on the couch behind the barrier where they were reading a book. This time, neither the young nor the Amanpo resisted at all.

She quickly packed up the books that had been halfway through the case, and just as a servant woman brought jujube tea to her, Feng Ling took it and closed the door of the house.

When she returned to the back of the barrier, Weisheng was already kneeling on the couch, and said with a sullen head: "The day before yesterday, Wusheng made a mistake, and knocked down Gu Niangzi, I didn't dare to ask for forgiveness, and I couldn't forgive myself before I gave birth to the first one." ”

Feng Ling put down the jujube tea and hurriedly went to the bed to support him: "I have to forget it, what are you doing with it." And it's my rudeness in front of me, and I can't complain about it. Now that I have seen you escape from the fire safely, I am too late to rejoice, and nothing else matters, so I don't need to mention it again. ”

She first poured a cup of hot jujube tea for Amanpo and handed it to her: "Mother-in-law is in the way?" Eat the jujube tea and press it. ”

Her original intention was that Amanpo could take off the hat when eating tea, but Amanpo only held it in her hand after taking the teacup and did not move for a while. Feng Ling was slightly disappointed, poured one for Weisheng, and pulled him up in a kneeling position.

"Don't hide it from Gu Niangzi, Weisheng and Auntie not only can't live with Gu Niangzi, but also can't live with the more than 20 people in the alley of Dunhua Fang, they don't deserve such courtesy from Gu Niangzi." Weisheng wiped his eyes, looked down at the tea cup in his hand, and didn't dare to look at Feng Ling's eyes: "The fire in the alley last night is exactly ...... It was the unborn and the aunt who attracted it, and the neighbors were tired and gave their lives in vain. ”

The teacup that Feng Ling raised to his lips suddenly stared at the edge of his mouth, and shook his head in confusion: "This, where did this start." ”

Weisheng didn't know where to start, he frowned and thought for a long time, only holding back a sigh.

Amanpo's steady body suddenly moved, she raised her hand and put on the brim of the hat, and Feng Ling's heart jumped: Isn't she going to take off the hat? Finally I was willing to take it off.

She involuntarily pressed one hand to her chest, as if to stop the heart from beating too fast from popping out of her mouth.

The soap yarn was lifted lightly, the hat was removed from Amanpo's head, revealing her single screw bun mixed with nearly half of the white hair, her arm was slowly lowered from her face, and the moment her face was revealed, Feng Ling's hand holding the tea cup shook violently, and the hot jujube tea spilled out of the cup and splashed onto her hands and legs.

"Mother-in-law Aman? Willow...... Mrs. Liu ...... "She put down the cup and stared at Amanpo's face, only to feel that her tongue was in her mouth, and she couldn't speak. The face in front of her was clearly Mrs. Liu, who was ten years old.

Amanpo sat quietly, patiently waiting for the wind spirit to slowly turn around from the great consternation.

Feng Ling took a deep breath several times, gradually calmed down, and carefully looked at the woman in front of him who didn't know whether it was Mrs. Liu or Amanpo.

Feng Ling couldn't know for sure if it was her unborn mother, but she could be sure that she wasn't the Lady Liu who had died in the tragedy. The facial features and eyebrows of the woman in front of her are the same as those of Mrs. Liu, but in terms of age, she seems to be at least ten years older than Mrs. Liu, and the lines on her forehead, eyes, and lips have been carved by the years, and her clothes are also crude, so she can see at a glance that she is struggling to make a living.

But if you look more carefully, you can find that her poverty cannot hide the style she once had: the dress is simple but meticulous; Huafa was born early, did not wear hair accessories, but the bun was so twisted that there was not a single scattered hair.

Her eyes were as unattainable as Mrs. Liu's, but they were not the same, Mrs. Liu's pride came from showing the wealth of the family, but the pride in this woman's eyes was even more noble, not reveal, gentle and quiet, and not to be offended.

She moved the corners of her lips slightly towards Feng Ling, and pointed to the pen and paper on the case.

Feng Ling woke up like a dream, nodded again and again, gently pushed the pen and paper to her, and muttered in his heart: She can still read and write.

This is nothing, when Amanpo wrote the first line of words on the paper, Feng Ling could not hide his surprise: Amanpo is not only literate, but also writes a handful of beautiful hairpins, and compared with his own handwriting, he can only sigh to himself.

Amanpo wrote for a while, put down the pen, and handed her the paper. Feng Ling took it and read it word for word:

Nu and Mrs. Suo's Liu are twin sisters, so their faces are cool. At the age of fifteen, he was selected as a palace man by his father's order, and often served by the side of Empress Wende, and protected the family with his near-heavenly prestige. Later, I was involved in royal secrets, and I was supposed to be a damned person, but because the queen read an old love and gave me dumb medicine, I couldn't speak, and I didn't leak my forbidden words, so I was able to save my life and leave the palace from then on. But I was afraid that the secret would be revealed, so I didn't dare to go home, and in desperation, I remembered that my twin sisters were married to a family in the west, and I had a good relationship with her, and my love was abnormal, so I went to Shazhou to join her and live in hiding.

Feng Ling was dumbfounded, obviously he had finished reading it, but as if he couldn't believe it, he held the paper and read it again. The second piece of paper was handed to her, she took the second one, and the one in his hand was taken away by Weisheng, he rolled the paper into a tube, lit it with a lamp and candle nearby, watched the paper tube turn into a cloud of black ashes, and threw it into the pen washing vat.

"Those words, Gu Niangzi has seen them like this paper, don't leave a word." Weisheng solemnly said to the wind spirit, and it was not until the wind spirit responded that his tension eased.

Amanpo lowered her head and was already writing the third piece of paper, and Feng Ling hurriedly picked up the second one:

Shazhou had to meet the unborn father who was a painter, he was poor and sick, he died when he was young, thanks to his sister often secretly helped, in those years he was finally stable, but he suddenly suffered misfortune, heartache, and deeply complained about Suo's misconduct, which eventually led to the disaster of annihilation.

When Feng Ling saw the last sentence, his eyebrows jumped, and sure enough, there was indeed an inside story. She gave the second one she had finished reading to Weisheng's hand to burn, and took the third one from Amanpo's hand:

My sister had a heart-to-heart relationship with me, and once said that Suo Shenjin's father and son colluded with the Turks, which made her deeply uneasy, and she was afraid that there would be a day when the East Window incident would happen, but there was still a share of my Liu family in this matter, and she was helpless. Sure enough, the incident happened, and the sister taught her a word, first Suo Ting died, and then Suo Ting died, all because Suo Shenjin lured the wolf into the house, harmed himself, and also paid for the lives of my sister and A Ting Zhaoniang......

The handwriting on the back taught the tear stains to melt away, and she couldn't see clearly, and Feng Ling couldn't take care of it for a while, just the words "I have a share of Liu's family" had already made her heart swell. (To be continued.) )