Yan Qianyan lay alone on the bed with mixed feelings and burst into tears. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info Princess Grandma is not there, Mu Hanfeng is not there, Liu Wuying is not there, Yan Jiaoyan is not there. She's not alone.

My heart was filled with passion again. She touched her belly, told some small stories to herself, sang and memorized ancient poems in a low voice, and did prenatal education. After a while, I fell asleep.

Lu Qiao sat in the courtyard, looking at the peach tree behind the house and thinking about the bits and pieces of Young Master Liu, the peach tree had already produced a lot of green hairy peaches. She remembered very well the smile on the way Young Master Liu picked the first one when the peaches were ripe last year.

Suddenly, I felt a black overhead, and my heart tightened. When he looked up, he saw a black shadow passing by.

She was startled. Hurriedly stood up and looked up carefully.

The sun was red, the sky was blue, and the sky was cloudless. It's summer, it's not very hot, and I haven't seen goshawks or crows flying by.

Is it dazzling?

She looked down again, and her shadow was clearly visible on the ground.

No, the young lady has been in danger many times, even in her own home.

She stood and hesitated for a moment, and after thinking about it, she should go and tell Mo Tong first, she was worried that if something happened, her own three-legged cat kung fu was wrong.

After walking a few steps, he was surprised to see Mo Tong rarely walking out of his own yard in the backyard. Seeing her open her mouth, she spoke first: "Lu Qiao, is the young lady here, I have something to look for her." ”

After speaking, he gave her a look. Although Lu Qiao didn't understand what it meant, he knew that it meant not to let him speak.

Then he said, "The young lady is sleeping, and the slave and maid will go and tell you." ”

Mo Tong said: "Let's just say that the son has a letter." ”

Lu Qiao entered the house, Mo Tong turned the corner of the house to the front of the house, took a few steps back and stood on tiptoe and raised his head, and he clearly saw a man in coarse cloth clothes lying on the eaves, lifting a tile to peek. The short knife on his waist shone silver.

Cursed: Bold thief! dared to plot against the young lady under his nose in broad daylight, and he was impatient.

He was lucky, lifted his body, and flew up to the eaves, and his light skills were passed on by Liu Wuying's cold wind, although he was not inferior to two masters, but he had reached a very high level. Before the man could react, he was knocked unconscious by his palm and lifted down.

In the evening, Huang Po took her niece's entourage around the capital and came back into the peony garden. Yan Tianyan is still sleeping.

Before entering the guest room, he was invited by Lu Qiao to the courtyard of the ink boy in the backyard.

She was surprised to see a man dressed in the coachman's clothes she had brought, tied up with flowers.

It's strange that she looks left and right, and it's not her person.

But it was indeed worn by the coachman of the embroidery workshop. The embroidery workshop had six carriages and eight coachmen. Originally, the coachman was a craftsman, and he often went out, and his salary was so high that he could not care about his clothes. But because the embroidery workshop is woven and embroidered, their clothes are also made of some unevenly dyed and poorly woven fabrics. It's unified and unique.

She didn't understand what was going on?

Mo Tong pointed at the man and said, "Huang Po, this man is the coachman you brought?" ”

Huang Po shook her head and said, "Lord Motong, Huang Po doesn't know this person?" But his clothes are the clothes of the coachman of our embroidery workshop? What the hell is going on? ”

Mo Tong had been interrogated for a long time just now, and this man only said that he was here to steal things.

After asking too much, he didn't say a word.

He stepped forward and kicked the man a few times, saying, "I don't know about this, you go to see who is missing from the coachman." ”

Huang Po quickly went to a small compound at the back door of Mu Mansion. The coachmen of the embroidery workshop are here, and there are no less.

Just as I was about to ask a question, I saw a man named Li Mantang, dressed differently.

So he asked him, "Master Li, where are your clothes?" ”、

Li Mantang said with a bitter face: "Huang Po." I don't know who is so lacking in virtue, the villain's clothes are dirty, and he washed them and went out in the yard for a while before disappearing. It's really missing eight lifetimes of virtue. Why do you say there are still thieves in this mansion? ”

This dress was specially made by her in the capital, and it was stipulated that they must wear it.

Huang Po has been taking care of the business of the embroidery workshop for so many years, and nothing has happened.

I already understand what it means.

said: "Isn't it just a piece of clothing, and if you lose it, you lose it." We're weavers, and we're afraid we won't have any clothes to wear. I'll go back and make you another one. You have all worked hard, the young lady said, there will be more silver this month. If you live in Mu Mansion, don't move around, there are many women in the Inner Mansion. Stay one more day, and we'll go back the day after tomorrow, and then you will probably have to come to the capital once or twice a month. ”

Go back to Motong's residence and tell him what happened.

Mo Tong asked: "Huang Po, you live in the mansion, someone knows." Those coachmen don't seem to have passed through the mansion this time, so who knows that they also live in the mansion? ”

Huang Po shook her head: "I really don't know this." No one ever asked. By the way, when I first came, only one young lady asked how the carriage got into the house, and the housekeeper Sima said that he would transport the cloth into the house first, and then settle them to live in the courtyard at the back door. By the way, that young lady doesn't seem to be surnamed Shen in the house. ”

Huang Po has been in the mall for a long time and speaks cautiously. Before entering the house, he repeatedly instructed the people accompanying him to be cautious in his words and deeds.

Therefore, I won't talk about the coachman at all, and the carriage has already run back and forth again, and this time it didn't enter the mansion, but Steward Sima directly arranged for them to send them in the back door.

All she could think of was that on the first day she entered the mansion, Steward Sima met Shen Ningxiang. She asked him and answered.

It's just that she asked in a bit detail, which seemed to make Steward Sima impatient. So I was very impressed.

Shen Ningxiang.

Mo Tong's eyes flickered.

After thinking about it, he said, "Huang Po, this matter ends here." The young lady is pregnant, and it is not appropriate to be afraid. Don't talk about her when you see her. This man pretended to be the coachman of the embroidery workshop and wanted to disadvantage the young lady. I'll take care of that. ”

Huang Po is a smart person, and after so many days of contact with Yan Yanyan, I like her very much.

I am very glad that she is the young lady of Mufu, there is a saying that follows the dog to eat and the wolf to eat meat, it seems that she can eat meat in the future.

With such a good boss, she naturally hopes that she will do well. And as a woman, she wants her to have a good baby. Full of promises.

At the same time, I was worried about her.

Back in the peony garden, Yan Tianyan had already gotten up, eating unripe apples with Lu Qiao, and when he saw her, he immediately handed her one: "Granny Huang, eat a sour one, delicious." ”

Huang Po shook her head and said, "My teeth are sore, I don't dare to eat it." ”

Yan Qianyan asked, "Where have you gone today?" Did you go to our teahouse to drink tea? ”

She also gave Huang Po a free sign.