In the past 20 years, in Shu Moci's mind, the word mother is the dignified and generous appearance of the Zhong family, only occasionally she will think of her biological mother who died early, she only knows that her biological mother is noble and talented, everything else is blank, she never even knew that she looked like her biological mother, reborn in a lifetime, she knew a lot, and also understood a lot, and admired her biological mother, and she couldn't imagine that this was the case.

She will not doubt her mother's chastity, but she clearly knows that it is not for nothing, her father's feelings for her mother are undoubted, if it is just gossip, her father will not be so disgraced and suspicious after her mother just gave birth to herself, and then lead to her mother's suicide, she doesn't know what happened back then, but she will definitely find out, so that those who harm her mother will not die!

A warm hand fell on Shu Moci's forehead, and Qu Shao's slightly soft voice sounded, "Sister Shu, that's all about the previous generation, it has nothing to do with you, don't think about it."

Shu Moci's eyelashes trembled but she didn't open her eyes, she tilted her head slightly, and buried her face in the pillow, "Seventh sister, I want to see Brother Wen Thirteen," such a person who is free and wanton, she can't affect him.

Qu Shaowei answered, went out, and after a while, Yingluo came in lightly, and said softly, "The girl has a fever, the doctor came to see just now, the medicine has been boiled, the girl get up and drink a little?" ”

Run a fever? Shu Moci didn't feel it, she obediently sat up and drank the medicine according to the strength of Yingluo, and then lay down again, the medicine should have calming herbs, and soon Shu Moci fell asleep.

Qu Shaowei arranged everything, went into the inner room to look at Shu Moqi, and when she saw that she was sleeping peacefully, she retreated and went to see Qu Shaozheng who was waiting on the corridor in the courtyard.

Qu Shaozheng is looking at the large clusters of light purple flowers on the plane tree in a daze, Qu Shaowei has not liked weak and easy to die flowers and plants since he was a child, there are only some evergreen trees in the yard, he came to the capital from the border pass when he was ten years old, the first time he entered Qu Shaowei's yard I thought it was an adult man's yard, and after they gradually became familiar with it, he forced Qu Shaowei to replace the evergreen trees in the yard with the sycamore, the sycamore blooms twice a year, and the large clusters of flowers are lush and gorgeous, not as delicate and gorgeous as the peony peony, but vibrant, Just like his hearty and resolute sister, it's a pity that he finally waited until the sycamore flowers fell like rain, but the sassy man who danced the sword married a wife, and now that she is back, everything is different......

"What are you thinking?"

Qu Shaozheng looked at her fixedly, "Seventh sister, are you still sad?" ”

Qu Shaowei looked away, "Why did you suddenly think of this?" ”

Qu Shaozheng took a deep breath, "How is Sister Shu?" Has the fever subsided? ”

"I drank the medicine and fell asleep, and the fever has subsided, I have already sent someone to send a letter to the Marquis of Wenchang's mansion, and Sister Liushu is here to recuperate," her cousin is extremely smart, he doesn't want to say, she won't ask.

Qu Shaozheng snorted, "Then I'll go back first."

"By the way, Sister Shu wants to see Shisanlang, your next post, let him come as soon as possible."

"Wen Shuliu?" Qu Shaozheng paused, "What did she see him doing?" ”

"I don't know, Sister Shu seems to be in a hurry, you can post now, don't miss Sister Shu's business."

Qu Shaozheng paused, nodded and left.

Shu Moci had a low-grade fever again and again, Qu Shaowei didn't dare to be careless, and took care of it personally, and in the early morning, Shu Moci's fever completely subsided, and when the next day's warm gargle arrived, Shu Moci was no longer in trouble, but his body was still a little weak.

Wen Shuliu and Qu Shaozheng have no friendship, and it is indispensable to come after receiving the invitation, I don't want to just sit down and listen to the ding dong of the bead curtain, a young and beautiful face appeared in front of me, Wen Shuliu was stunned for a moment, and got up in surprise, "Sister Shu?" ”

Shu Moci walked slowly in front of him, bent down and saluted, "Thirteenth brother."

Wen Shuliu's right hand was unconsciously clenched into a fist, and the joy in his voice did not fade, "Is Sister Shu wanting to see me?" ”

Shu Moci nodded, "Brother Thirteen, please take a seat, don't be rude, take the liberty to invite Brother Thirteen over, and hope that Brother Thirteen will forgive your sins."

Wen Shu lingered and waved his hand, the corners of his eyebrows and eyes were dyed with a smile, looking a little silly, but Shu Moci didn't notice it, pursed his lips and asked, "Thirteenth brother, I want to ask what happened to the Wen Mansion to the Wenchang Marquis Mansion?" ”

Wen Shuliu didn't expect her to ask such a thing so directly, and she didn't know how to open her mouth for a while, she couldn't say that I liked you, so I went to ask my grandfather to come forward in person, right?

Shu Moci pursed his lips again, and looked at Wen Shuliu solemnly, "Thirteenth brother, is there any misunderstanding in this?" I will let my father return the thirteenth brother's Gengti, and I will never insult you-"

Wen Shuliu came back to her senses and interrupted her, "Sister Shu, yesterday Wenchanghou sent Sister Shu's Geng post to me, and the marriage has been decided, what did Sister Shu say about misunderstanding and what does it mean to return Geng Ti?" ”

Shu Mo almost stood up in shock, "What did you say?" Father gave you my Gengti? ”

Wen Shuliu nodded calmly, "Yes, Marquis Wenchang and his grandfather said that the Marquis of Anping Mansion also seems to have the intention of asking for marriage, and it is inevitable that there are many good things and many grinds in the long night, but there is no need to worry about vulgarity, and he personally handed over Sister Shu's Geng post to his grandfather, and his grandfather handed it over to me last night."

How dare he, how dare he be so at the mercy of himself, how dare he! Shu Moci, who was stimulated by the surging anger and resentment, trembled slightly, and his eyes were hazy, he caused his mother to commit suicide, he caused his previous life to be lonely, and it was not enough for Yue'er to die, not enough!

It's a fool who also knows that something is wrong, and the smile on Wen Shuliu's face slowly faded, "Could it be that Sister Shu is unwilling to do this marriage?" ”

After Wen Shuliu finished speaking, he didn't wait for Shu Moqi to speak, and said very quickly, "The marriage event, the words of the parents' order matchmaker, it was originally abrupt for me to ask."

After saying this, Wen Shuliu breathed a sigh of relief silently, suppressing the displeasure and unspeakable panic in his heart, no, no, marriage events, the words of the matchmaker of her parents, Sister Shu is dignified and gentle, how can she not understand such a truth?

Wen Shuliu tried to convince himself, but he didn't dare to look at Shu Moci's expression at this time, and turned his head to look at the large sycamore flowers outside the window.

After a while, Shu Moqi calmed down, got up and saluted, "This matter was originally a loss of manners in the Wenchang Marquis Mansion, and the thirteenth brother sent someone to the door to withdraw from his relatives, and Mo Ci and the Wenchang Marquis Mansion will not have half a complaint."

The faint panic in his heart was confirmed, and he was as chic and wanton as Wen Shuliu and blurted out angrily like thousands of ordinary people in the world, "Retreat? Since I begged my grandfather to come to the door to propose marriage, why do I want to withdraw from my family? Retire so that Qu Shaozheng can propose marriage to you? ”

Shu Moci was stunned by what he said, but temporarily forgot the resentment in his heart, and looked at him in disbelief, "It's you who want to-"

Shu Moci paused his voice, but Wen Shuliu understood what she didn't finish, he had long lost his usual free and casual demeanor, and became more and more anxious, Shu Moci pursed his lips, and lowered his head to look at the clear tourmaline Buddha beads on his wrist, "It has nothing to do with the ninth brother, I have already made up my mind, after the age of eighteen, I will be accompanied by the ancient Buddha of the green light, and I hope that the thirteenth brother will forgive my sins."

Wen Shuliu's anxiety and anger dissipated with her words, and even he didn't know how to believe her words so easily, and a little smile unconsciously appeared on the corner of his mouth, with a doting that he didn't even notice, "What kind of stupid words, my daughter's family always has to marry and have children."