PS: There are still more than a dozen votes left for the monthly pass, although there are only a pitiful three...... The chapter is saved, but I'm still happy to add more~

That night, in Luoshui Xuan, Feng Zhige sat in front of the bronze mirror, the unclear mirror reflected the beautiful and unparalleled face, and there was a kind of bewildering hazy beauty in this silent night.

Behind her, Banxia and Fufeng just removed the hairpin ring on her head for her, and Mama Li took a wooden comb and carefully combed the black green silk.

"Master," compared to the calm Banxia, Fufeng is more jumpy, not obvious in front of outsiders, but he always can't hide his words in front of Feng Zhige and others, "The third lady has already passed the word back, and the news has reached the ears of Mrs. Yang." ”

Thinking of what Mrs. Yang would do in the future, Fufeng couldn't stop thinking about it, but it was a little strange.

"Why didn't the master directly send the news to Mrs. Yang, but used such a roundabout method?" After thinking about it for a long time, Fufeng came up with a suitable word.

"Roundabout?" Mama Li took care of Feng Zhige's green silk, turned around and put down the wooden comb.

Banxia and Fufeng were almost brought out by Mama Li, so she was always a little more tolerant of them, and a little smile appeared on her stereotyped face, "If you weren't so roundabout, do you think Mrs. Yang would believe it so lightly?" Even if she believed it, could she decide to secretly stumble on that messenger in the future? ”

Listening to their words, Feng Zhige took off his coat and lay down on the bed, and only after yawning loudly did he say vaguely: "People, I always prefer to believe in the things I have dug up with my 'hard work'......"

The unfinished voice gradually fell silent.

A good night's sleep.

The next day was another good day, and Feng Zhige was woken up by the harsh sunlight outside the window.

The naughty sunlight flickered and jumped, and the skin was like jade, and the newly awakened girl's eyes were wet, and the hair that fell from her forehead was pulled behind her ears, Feng Zhige looked at Mama Li, who was standing in front of the bed and was about to serve her to get up, and said, "Ah Wu, you didn't wake me up earlier, which daughter of any family slept until three poles in the sun every day?" ”

Mama Li smiled silently.

Those who used to regard their masters as supreme faith would not have known that they worshipped them. There is also the snooze side of the ordinary daughter's house.

Mama Li didn't think there was anything wrong with the master's snooze, even if she changed her face and changed her identity, but she knew that her master couldn't live in this small place in Huzhou forever, they. In the end, I still have to go back to the muddy water of the capital, and let the master live as easily as possible while he has not fallen into that quagmire now, what's wrong?

The bamboo curtain at the door was lifted, and the maids who had already been ordered entered with copper plates and towels. Feng Zhige finished freshening up under the service of the maids, and then went to Mu Qingwan for breakfast.

In the past few years, in order to cooperate with Feng Zhige's snooze, even Mu Qingwan specially instructed the small kitchen to change the breakfast time to the middle of the day.

The mother and daughter finished their breakfast in a quiet and warm atmosphere, and Feng Zhige was about to persuade Mu Qingwan not to take what happened in Zhiweixuan to heart, but when he heard the maid outside report that Chengmingtang sent someone.

Feng Zhige also knew that on the day he came back from Zhiweixuan, Zhao Youjun and Feng Lin had an argument, and he also knew that the people from Chengmingtang didn't have any good intentions, but he still asked the maid to bring the people to the main room.

Soon. The bamboo curtain on the door was lifted, and a grandmother in her fifties led a few people in, and bowed to Feng Zhige in a proper manner, with a flattering smile on her face: "The old slave greets the eldest girl." ”

When he looked up, his eyes narrowed uncomfortably as if he were dazzled by the sunlight coming in from the window in front of him.

Feng Zhige looked this grandmother up and down, her clothes were new, she was obviously wearing well-fitting clothes, but she always looked a little weird and twisted, but there was a silver hairpin on her head that looked like she had been a few years old, and there were calluses in both hands. It is obvious that he is used to doing rough work.

With a plan in his heart, Feng Zhige said: "I don't know where this grandmother is on an errand, why have I never seen it?" ”

The grandmother didn't expect Feng Zhige to ask such an irrelevant question, but she only paused slightly and replied respectfully: "Go back to the eldest girl." The old slave's surname is Yu, who was doing some weaving in the needlework room, and last month the steward of the needlework room, Ma Niangzi, was sick, and the old slave was valued by his wife, and now he is in charge of the needlework room for the time being. ”

Sewing room?

The lady in the needlework room did go home last month to recuperate, but this mother-in-law is in charge of the needlework room?

Scold!

Feng Zhige's eyebrows raised slightly. As if thinking of something funny, the corners of his lips rose, "Then, I don't know what is the important matter for Mama Yu to go to Luo Shuixuan?" ”

Mama Yu bowed her head when she heard this, and said respectfully: "Back to the eldest girl, Mrs. yesterday instructed the sewing room to sew autumn clothes for the masters in the house, and the old slave specially came to Luo Shuixuan to measure the size of the two masters. ”

Hearing Mama Yu say this, Feng Zhige was even more surprised, "Mama Yu can't be mistaken, it's only early July, will it be too early to make autumn clothes?" ”

When Mama Yu heard this, she made a helpless expression, "The old slave also obeys the orders of the lady, but the eldest girl can rest assured, the old slave must instruct the embroidery lady in the house to sew the clothes of the two masters with her heart." ”

After speaking, Mama Yu took the soft ruler and other things from the person behind her, stood up and walked in the direction of Mu Qingwan.

"Wait!" Feng Zhige's eyes were cold, and he shouted categorically.

Mama Li quickly blocked in front of Mama Yu, although Banxia and Fufeng didn't understand what was going on, they also helped Mu Qingwan back a few steps left and right, and the other maids retreated together.

"Big girl, who are you?" Mama Yu didn't understand why Feng Zhige stopped her, and looked at Feng Zhige in confusion.

"Mama Yu, right, I've been in a dark place for a long time, but I'm not used to the light, right?" Feng Zhige walked a few steps to Mama Yu without a hurry, and asked seriously: "You and your master, do you think that everyone in Luo Shuixuan is stupid, and you can be trusted by making up an idiotic reason?" ”

Mama Yu's face stiffened, and then she said: "The old slave doesn't understand the words of the eldest girl, the old slave just wants to measure the size of the eldest girl and this lady to make autumn clothes." As he spoke, his eyes rolled and he looked in the direction where Mu Qingwan was.

Shaking his head slightly, Feng Zhige was amused by Mama Yu, "Guess what, if your master knew that you called my mother 'madam', would he want to tear you apart?" ”

Then, without waiting for Mama to speak, she grabbed one of her hands and turned it over, the white and soft and the rough and yellow hands formed a sharp contrast.

"Don't mention making autumn clothes now, these hands are so rough, if you make up the identity of a sprinkler or a washer. Maybe I'll believe you, but if you want to say that you came out of the sewing room, such a pair of hands used to make needlework, I'm afraid that those high-quality materials will be destroyed by you, right? "The hand gradually strengthened. The further Feng Zhige spoke, the more cold his tone became.

"With such a fool-like master, I really can't expect you to be smart, let's talk about it, Zhao Youjun hasn't let you dead people appear in front of people for so many years. What are you going to do now? In the more and more obvious shock on Mama's face, Feng Zhige said.

If it was said that there was still a fluke in Mama Yu's heart before, only when Feng Zhige just happened to find out that something was wrong with her, but at this time, when she heard Feng Zhige and even said "dead man", how could she not understand that her identity was fully exposed, and she knew that it was impossible to complete the task lightly today.

The dead soldiers that the royal family spent a lot of money to cultivate, all of them finally mastered, and in order to complete the task assigned by the master, even if they lost their own lives.

Now that it has been exposed, Mama Yu no longer pretends to be humble, and the stammering and flattery on her face before is like a painted skin. Once the skin is revealed, the true face of the fierce and vicious is revealed.

The hand pinched by Feng Zhige slammed hard, but failed to pull the hand back as desired, it was obviously a fair-skinned and weak hand belonging to Miss Boudoir, but at this time, it was like an iron tong that made her hand unable to move at all. The dead man's heart sank, knowing that both the master and himself underestimated Feng Zhige, but the other hand swept towards Feng Zhige's cheek, and the strong wind brought up made the green silk in Feng Zhige's ears flutter.

"Look for death!"

Feng Zhisheng raised his elbow to block this blow, but his hand did not loosen the clamp on the dead man, grabbed her hand and twisted it a few times. Raise his foot and kick the dead man between the chest and abdomen, and the dead man rolled and slammed into the door with a loud bang.

When he landed, the dead man endured the sharp pain in his hand. Forced to hold her hands on the ground to stabilize her figure, but was restrained by a black-clothed masked man who appeared behind her at some point, and before she could be surprised why she saw the same kind here, she felt a chill in her neck, and her consciousness fell into chaos.

The royal dead would not have been so bad, but who told her to mistake the lion for the white rabbit. And is it that people have a heart and no heart?

Looking at the corpse on the ground with puzzlement in her eyes until she was dying, thinking that the hand of the dead man deliberately greeted her face, Feng Zhige frowned and looked at Mama Li: "Carefully check her hand to see what is hidden inside." ”

Mama Li has some research on poison.

In response, Mama Li walked up to the dead man's body, took out a pair of transparent gloves as thin as cicada wings from her waist and put them on her hands, and then cautiously looked through the dead man's hands, especially paying attention to the nails. Because of Feng Zhige's reminder, Mama Li knew that this dead man must have something in his hand, but the more she got to the back, her face still became more and more gloomy.

After a long time, Mama Li stood up, "Master, it's a poison that eats bones." ”

Bone erosion, poison as its name suggests.

This poison is ineffective when taken internally, it only has an effect on the wound, and it will not cause immediate death if it is poisoned, but the wound will gradually become pus until it decays, and finally the carrion is exhausted, and the white bones are visible, hence the name.

Although it will not cause death, it can make life worse than death.

This dead man only obeyed Zhao Youjun's orders, and he had such poison hidden in his hands, so he deliberately greeted Feng Zhige's face, only thinking about it for a while, and he also knew what Zhao Youjun had in mind.

I'm afraid that the primary target of this dead man is Mu Qingwan, and Feng Zhige should be used as a partner for her to stop doing things after she was discovered.

"Zhao Youjun!" Reading the name word by word, Feng Zhige's eyes darkened, as if a terrible storm was brewing there.

Feng Zhige suddenly felt that she was still too polite to Zhao Youjun.

Although, in order to let her taste the evil consequences of the day, now is not the time to kill her, then, let's collect some interest first......

Kicking the corpse that was still warm at his feet, Feng Zhige lightly ordered: "Cut off her hands, since Zhao Youjun doesn't want to live in peace, this time, give her a big gift, just see if she can afford it." ”

The man in black who had not yet retreated bowed when he heard this, and the next moment, the blade that was still dripping with blood in his hand fell neatly, and the two bloody arms rolled to the side.

This bloody scene didn't even make Feng Zhige blink her eyes, and she sneered, she said, "Since it's a gift." Anyway, you have to pack it, find a good-looking box to put it up, and later, let's go to the gift in person. ”

Mama Li nodded yes. Sure enough, he found a delicate-looking box to put the two arms up, and then ordered the man in black to dispose of the corpse.

When the house returned to its previous state, Feng Zhige thought that he didn't have time to let people take Mu Qingwan out, so that Mu Qingwan witnessed it from beginning to end. Suddenly turned around. Sure enough, Mu Qingwan's face was pale at this time, and his hands and feet were weak, if it weren't for Banxia Fufeng holding him left and right, I am afraid that he would have fallen to the ground softly.

Although he came from Jiangmen, Mu Qingwan had a soft temperament since he was a child, and he had been well protected by his father and brother before he got married.

"Mother......" Feng Zhige called softly. His brows were slightly furrowed, but there was no remorse in his heart.

Feng Zhige was already very vigilant, and the people around her who could be trusted by her had followed her for many years.

The reason why she included Mu Qingwan in her own range was because she was grateful at first, if it weren't for Mu Qingwan's careful care for six years, I am afraid she would not have had a chance to reopen her eyes at all, but then it was Mu Qingwan's actions that put her first in everything that moved her.

Feng Zhige knew that she was definitely not a good person, and it was impossible for her to be as weak as the ordinary daughter of the boudoir. She doesn't hurt people for no reason. But in the face of the enemy, she can also take their lives without changing her face, which has nothing to do with right or wrong, and it has nothing to do with justice or not.

When dealing with these dark things before. She tried her best to avoid Mu Qingwan, but now that Mu Qingwan saw it, she didn't have to hide it anymore.

If Mu Qingwan was estranged from her because of this......

Then, she will try her best to protect Mu Qingwan in the future, and she should repay Mu Qingwan for taking care of her in the past few years.

Feng Zhige raised his eyes and looked at Mu Qingwan quietly.

Mu Qingwan looked over. Her gaze looked away a little hastily when she touched the door, and even though it was as clean as ever, she still couldn't forget the shocking red color of Jì Fangcai.

However, immediately, she suppressed the panic in her heart, pushed Banxia and Fufeng away, her sore legs obviously couldn't support her body, and after only a few steps, she almost fell to the ground, and was held firmly by Feng Zhige.

"Stop singing......" As soon as Mu Qingwan stood firm, he grabbed Feng Zhige's hand tightly, and while checking if there was anything wrong with her, he said anxiously, "Are you okay with Zhige?" Did that person hurt you just now? ”

Feng Zhige was slightly stunned.

She thought that Mu Qingwan's first expression should be the fear in her heart, but she didn't expect that it would be worried about whether she was injured......

Feng Zhige has never been a mother, and even Mrs. Shihan died when she was young in the previous life, so she hasn't felt much maternal love, but she knows that there is a saying that motherhood is strong.

In the past, in later generations, I have also seen some mothers do something far beyond the limit in order to protect their children.

And Mu Qingwan, she can suppress the fear in her heart, maybe, it's the same.

"Mother......" Feng Zhige called softly, and his voice softened unconsciously, "I'm fine." ”

Mu Qingwan ignored it, and it wasn't until he personally checked Feng Zhige up and down that he sighed relaxedly, and when he spoke again, there was a reproach in his words: "Zhige, you are too messy, how can you put yourself in danger, don't you have so many people under you, you don't have to stay until this time?" If you have something that is long and short, what should you do with your mother? ”

There was no pause in the long list of words.

Feng Zhige was quite surprised, "Mother, aren't you afraid?" ”

Thinking of Fang Cai's scarlet, Mu Qingwan's face turned pale again, but then she said firmly: "Mother is afraid, but what Mother is most afraid of is that something happens to you." Over the years, my mother has also understood that some people are not satisfied if you take a step back. Mother knows, stop singing you are different from other young ladies, mother used to be worried, but now, as long as mother stop singing well, if someone wants to hurt you, always fight back hard, so that they are so painful that they don't dare to hit your idea again! ”

Speaking of which, Mu Qingwan's always gentle and gentle face was a little more ruthless.

Not only Feng Zhige, but even Mama Li, who has never looked at Feng Zhige alone, can't help but have softness in her eyes.

……

In the Chengming Hall, the cloudy atmosphere in the previous few days because Feng Lin had stayed in the outer study for several days turned into a clear sky overnight.

Just because, Zhao Youjun is in a good mood today.

I don't know what is good, early in the morning, Zhao Youjun swept away the anger and gloom of the previous days, and her signature noble and dignified smile was re-revealed.

After breakfast, Zhao Youjun instructed someone to carefully clean the inside and outside of Chengming Hall, and then called the maid around her to carefully trim her nails, paint them with Kodan, and even painted beautiful patterns on her nails.

Seeing that it was almost lunch time, Zhao Youjun raised his hand, blew a few breaths on his nails that had not yet dried, and instructed the maid: "It's hot today, ask the kitchen to make some light and appetizing food, and prepare some sour plum soup and mung bean cold cake, sour plum soup will be sent to Luoxia Courtyard, the young master of mung bean cold cake likes to eat, remember to send it over." ”

A leisurely look.

The maids in Chengmingtang were cautious for several days, and finally saw that Zhao Youjun was happy again, and while they were relieved, they were also busy telling Zhao Youjun's words.

At this moment, Mama Wang suddenly came in from outside, waved away the maid who was waiting in the room, and said to Zhao Youjun: "Madam, the eldest girl is here." (To be continued.) )