The blue and white parrot peony stove incense mist curls, light smoke wisps, smoked people drowsy, the fan in Xingyu's hand shook more and more slowly, Linglong glanced at her, the little girl was sleepy, and she was napping at this time.

Linglong sat up from the Hunan concubine couch, put on her embroidered shoes, and walked to the window. Outside the window, a bush of plantain is verdant and dripping, there is a breeze blowing, the leaves tremble slightly, and the plantain is fluttering without rain.

Linglong sighed, I heard that this plantain was planted by her mother when she was just married, and her mother planted plantain under the window, not for the beautiful scenery of green, fat, red and thin, but because her father liked Xiao Suo who hit the plantain in the rain the most.

Linglong smiled bitterly, at that time, her mother couldn't imagine that she was killed, but after a few years, her father never came to this room again, only the plantain outside the window, every rainy night, still crying.

At this time, it was spring, but the room was still cold, even if the window was opened and incense was lit, there was still a musty smell, and it could not be removed.

There was a mother's shout next door, Linglong hurriedly ran over, and Xingyu, who was still dozing off, was also awakened and hurriedly followed from behind.

Feng Shi spread his hair, stretched out his dry hand like a chicken claw, pointed at Linglong who ran in, and let out a giggle, the laughter was as hideous as a night owl, and Xingyu was so frightened that Xingyu hid behind Linglong and trembled.

The mother-in-law who was waiting for the Feng family was relieved when she saw Linglong coming, poked her head out from behind the cabinet, and said in a trembling voice: "Fifth Miss, it's good that you're here." ”

Linglong walked lightly towards her mother, and before she could reach Feng, Feng had already pounced, a pair of thin hands tightly pinched Linglong's neck, and she hissed and shouted: "Strangle you slut, Feng Wanrong, you slut!" ”

Seeing that the young lady was pinched, Xingyu hurriedly rushed up to break Feng's hand, and shouted to the mother-in-law who was still watching behind the cabinet while breaking: "You don't come to help, what kind of heart is An!" ”

The mother-in-law came over unhappily and helped Xingyu rescue Linglong from Feng's hands.

Linglong coughed vigorously, although it was fine, but there were still a few long blood marks on her delicate neck that were cut by her mother's sharp nails.

But Feng Shi had regained his calm, sitting on the kang in a daze, his eyes were empty, but there were still words in his mouth: "Feng Wanrong, why are you not dead as a slut, Feng Wanrong"

Linglong didn't care about the pain, she wanted to tell her mother loudly: You are Feng Wanrong!

But she didn't dare to say that over the years, what her mother was most afraid of hearing was the three words "Feng Wanrong"!

The mother-in-law still had palpitations, but Linglong didn't want to reprimand her, for eight years, all the maids and daughters-in-law who served the Feng family were like the Feng family, either crazy or stupid, and they all said that Feng's madness would be contagious, and no one in the house would come here. This mother-in-law wants to have nothing to rely on in the house, otherwise she would not have taken over this unfortunate errand.

Feng lived in a side room, and since she became ill, she has never returned to her previous bedroom. I've lived in this room for many years.

The house had obviously not been repaired for a long time, the walls had fallen off, the dust had long since lost its color, and the beams were covered with cobwebs and a thick layer of dust. There is a bronze incense burner in the corner, exuding a burst of fragrance, which is the mother's most beloved fragrance of flowers, it is said that it is refined from a hundred kinds of flowers, and the room where the exquisite rest is also used, the house has been uninhabited for a long time, the musty smell is heavier, and Xingyu thinks that it is the spice that this woman begged for.

At that time, Feng had just conceived her third child, and she often vomited, but she was refreshed when she smelled this fragrance, and she fell in love with this fragrance ever since.

Linglong only came back yesterday afternoon, since her mother went crazy, her brother Jin Zifeng was sent to the academy by her father, and she went back to the ancestral house and was raised under the knees of her grandmother, Mrs. Jin. Helplessly, Mrs. Jin hated the Feng family so much, and even hated this granddaughter.

Half a year ago, she was seriously ill and thought she wouldn't survive, but she didn't expect her to miraculously get better. This illness made Linglong skinny, but it also opened her mind.

She remembered a lot of things, she was from another plane.

In that plane, she was a well-known thief in the industry. Of course, the thief in the high-tech society no longer relies on the skills left by her grandfather to slip the door and pick the lock, so she is still a commercial spy.

Her employers are all over the world, and if she can pay a large amount of money, she can not only steal the Louvre's famous paintings, but also pocket the trade secrets of the world's top companies.

Fortunately, the father finally remembered her daughter, and after more than ten days of waterway and two days of carriage, she finally returned to the capital.

She was only four years old when she left eight years ago, and now she is twelve.

Feng leaned on the pillow and finally fell asleep. Linglong let go of her heart and sat on the edge of the kang. In the past eight years, she has thought of her mother almost every day, but she didn't expect that her mother was so sick!

The sleeping Feng family looked peaceful, but the woman in her thirties was already wrinkled, and her unkempt hair was mixed with a trace of white hair.

Linglong still remembers that her mother was plump and pretty, she liked to wear eight-treasure gold sideburns, and she also liked to use pearl powder to mix impatiens juice, she said that the nails painted in this way were red and translucent.

There was an unfinished steamed bun on the small table next to the incense burner, and the steamed bun had dried up, but the mother-in-law did not throw it away, and obviously continued to eat.

"Is that for my mother? It's already cold. Linglong asked.

The mother-in-law hurriedly said: "Fifth Miss, I don't blame my mother-in-law, I only send food to the eldest lady once a day in the kitchen."

Linglong's heart is sour, in the past eight years, she has not even been as good as a maid in her grandmother's house, but she can still fill her stomach, and her mother

The spices in the bronze incense burner had already burned, and the woman stepped on the square stool to remove an octagonal box from the top of the cabinet, carefully broke a piece of incense cake and put it into the incense burner, and rekindled it.

Looking at the cigarette curling incense burner, Linglong's eyebrows frowned. When she smelled this hundred flowers, she felt that something was wrong, but she didn't think much about it. And then, she finally knew what was wrong.

In such a dilapidated room, there are spices that the noblewoman's daughter likes, and this quiet and elegant fragrance is incompatible with this room and the people in this house.

And the cold and cracked steamed bun happened to be placed on the small table next to the incense burner, and he was not willing to give more than one meal, but he could provide spices for many years. Although Linglong doesn't know the price, she can guess that this small piece of fragrant cake is worth hundreds of steamed buns!

"Do you use this spice all the time? Who sent it? Linglong asked.

"Back to the fifth lady, the mother-in-law came late, but I heard that this spice is good for the eldest lady's illness, and it has been used for some years, and every few days, the Huixiang girl in the second wife's house will personally send it."

The second wife in the mother-in-law's mouth is the father's concubine Aunt Song, since her mother was sick, her father let Aunt Song take charge of the house, although she did not straighten out, but the house called her a second wife, and the title of the other concubines has not changed, it is still an aunt.