On the first day of November, the overnight plummeting temperatures seemed to announce that autumn had come to an end. But apart from two extra garments, the people did not feel that the day was any different.

It was already dark, but the sun was too lazy to hide. The cold wind raged in the early morning, blowing on the body as if it had its own consciousness, always drilling into the bones. The pedestrians who came and went on the street were all bent over their waists, and only the roadside vendors, who were busy making a living, dispelled the cold with their labor and were in good spirits.

A young and upright young man, mixed with the many women who go to the street to buy vegetables, is very conspicuous. He only wore a stain-resistant dark cotton gown, and a pair of cloth shoes were stained with mud, and he couldn't see the original color clearly. I don't know if it's an illusion brought about by the weather, this young man seems to have a faint chill on his body, there is no expression on his originally very eye-catching face, and the people who look at him don't know why, after touching those eyes that have not fluctuated, they will always subconsciously look away, not daring to look again.

The young man entered through the south city gate, stopped several people along the way, and asked the same sentence: "Where is the Weiguo Mansion?" There was no superfluous polite greetings, and there was no thank you after asking clearly, this action was originally very rude, but the people who were asked by him had a strange feeling, as if he should be like this, and no one was surprised.

But even if someone blames him, this young man won't care. He walked along the route pointed out by others without squinting, and looked around without the slightest curiosity about the bustling and lively streets around him. Walking past the scented bun shops and steaming wonton stalls, the vendors could clearly hear the man's hunger in his belly, but when they greeted him kindly, they never received any response.

From the south gate to the Guogong Mansion in the inner city, it was supposed to take most of the morning, but it only took an hour for the young man to walk outside the gate of the Guogong Mansion.

The porter had just finished his breakfast when he heard a knock on the door, so he quickly wiped his mouth with his sleeve and trotted all the way to open the door. The house is always full of celebrities, this porter opened the door, habitually brought out a polite smile, and after seeing the person clearly, the smile unexpectedly froze on the face.

The person who came was dressed ordinarily, dressed in dust, and this porter was only a distant relative of the subordinate in the house who came to the door, and there was a little less politeness between his words.

"This little brother, is there something wrong?"

"I'm looking for Mrs. Shen Ze."

The porter plucked out his ears, wondering if he had misheard. Even this young man who looks poor and sour dares to call the son by his name?

"You, what you're looking for...... Our princess? ”

The other party seemed too lazy to answer this nonsense, and nodded his head lightly. This slightly rude style made the porter dare not underestimate it anymore, and his tone became more and more gentle.

"What is your name? Where did it come from? ”

"Alum. Yakuo Valley. ”

The three words of Yaowang Valley made the porter dare not have any slackness, and hurriedly respectfully invited this person into the side hall, and ran all the way to the backyard to spread the word.

In the undressed courtyard, Zhihua was leaning on the soft couch in front of the window, flipping through an account book in her hand. She is more than three months pregnant, and her lower abdomen is already slightly protruding, but she is wearing a slightly thick skirt today, and she can't see it.

Every time Zhihua turned to a place in doubt, Bai Lan on the side would take notes; Mama Dou, Mama Han and Chunxi sat cross-legged on the kang in the ear room, each with a flying needle in their hands, each making small clothes, small socks, and small hats, and occasionally had to talk and laugh a few words, and the master and servant were in the same room, and the atmosphere was very harmonious and peaceful.

Chunyan led Cui'er and Pan'er to play in the courtyard. Cui'er, who is already eleven years old, is still so naughty and playful, and leads nine-year-old Pan'er to play and play whenever she has free time all day. Zhihua likes her cleverness, and she doesn't allow Mama Dou and Mama Han to restrain the little sisters too much. Therefore, although the three of them are also second-class maids, they actually get along with each other, but they are more like big sisters with two little sisters.

"Chun, Chunyan girl, just now, a guest came to ask to see the princess, and said, "Said that she came from the Valley of the Medicine King." The porter ran all the way, panting, and saw a few people in the courtyard at the door, and did not dare to delay for a moment, so he hurriedly passed the word.

Chunyan hurriedly entered the house to report, Cui'er's eyes rolled, and without waiting for the order from inside, she left Pan'er and ran out. When Zhihua hurried out with a brocade cloak, she led four mothers-in-law carrying a soft sedan chair to wait outside the courtyard gate.

"Ouch, my little ancestor, slow down!" Han's mother chased after her and shouted, and when she came out, she saw Zhihua sitting in the sedan chair, and she was greatly relieved and gave Cui'er an approving smile.

It was cold, so Zhihua didn't let Han's mother go with her, and only brought Bai Lan and Chunxi with her. The four mothers-in-law were specially selected by Mama Dou to be responsible for carrying the sedan chair, and they were fast and steady along the way, and they arrived at the side hall of hospitality in a short time.

Zhihua saw that there was only one boy who didn't look like a little maid inside, and couldn't help but sigh strangely.

"Mrs. Shen Ze?" When the young man saw her, he did not salute or introduce himself, and said just four words in a questioning tone, obviously confirming her identity.

It was the first time for Zhihua to be called like this, and she didn't react at once, and Bai Lan beside her shouted: "Why are you so rude?" I don't bow when I see our princess! ”

"That's yours." Although the young man spoke briefly, Bai Lan understood what the other party meant—that is your princess, what does it have to do with me.

She couldn't help but widen her eyes in anger, and was about to reason with the other party again, but she was stopped by the master pulling her sleeve.

Zhihua had heard Shen Ze introduce the Medicine King Valley, and knew that the people here were isolated from the world, and it was inevitable that they would not understand etiquette, so it was not surprising. While motioning to the maid to refill the tea for the guests, she showed a kind smile and nodded and replied, "I am Shen Ze's wife." ”

After confirming her identity, the boy threw down a flat thunderbolt with a blank face.

"Shen Bin was captured by the Limeng people."

Zhihua was holding up the teacup and sending it to his mouth, as soon as he heard this, he looked up suddenly, his hand unconsciously loosened, and the beautiful rain-soaked azure glazed teacup fell to the ground with a "snap" and shattered into several pieces.

Bai Lan and Chunxi were also stunned in place, and forgot to clean up for a while.

The sound of broken porcelain made Zhihua quickly come back to her senses, she took a deep breath to stabilize her mind, and then she thought of asking the other party: "Little brother, when did this happen?" ”

"Eighteen days ago."

It's only been more than half a month, so they shouldn't have left the territory of Jing'an State, thinking of this, Zhihua couldn't sit still anymore, and hurriedly ordered someone to take the guests down to settle down, and he immediately set off to enter the palace.

At this moment, the porter hurriedly handed over a letter, along with another piece of news that surprised her again.

"Princess, a messenger has just sent a letter, and the letter is stamped with the seal of the county lord. The little one was about to bring you in, when a strange woman came and claimed to be ...... Claiming to be the Duchess of our house. "This concierge was newly bought from the back, and I have never seen Xiao Fei's, and my tone is a little uncertain.

Zhihua chuckled in her heart, and suddenly had a very strong premonition in her heart, the person who came was probably really her mother-in-law who should have been imprisoned in the Medicine King Valley.

Turning his head to look at the guest just now, the other party nodded his head without waiting for her to ask. "Came out with Shen Bin."

"You can invite her in first." Zhihua instructed the concierge while quickly opening the letter in his hand and reading it at a glance.

As soon as she closed the letter, someone grunted in her belly, which made her smile and slightly ease the tension of facing a great enemy. "I'm sorry, I'm out of measure and inhospitable. Little brother, you go down with the maid to settle down first, and the meal will be prepared as much as possible. ”

The embarrassed alum still had the same ice cube face, and when she walked out behind the maid, she paused for a moment, and rarely said a long sentence to remind her: "You be careful." The woman's brain was not quite right. (To be continued.) )