Wu Mulan's face is a typical melon seed face, which looks clean and clean because it does not apply fat powder.

There are a pair of big double eyelids under the naturally unmodified curved eyebrows, perhaps because they have experienced too much, and there are indescribable vicissitudes in their quiet eyes. The combination of a slightly straight nose and a mouth with small lips and slightly raised lips makes it feel like smiling without smiling.

Her hair was tied up in a manly bun with a dark blue headband, and only a few loose bangs were left on her forehead, which is said to have been combed by Daogu in this era. She was dressed in a gray Taoist robe without any embroidery, gray cloth shoes without embroidery, gray leggings tied from the exposed trouser legs to the ankles under the Taoist robe, and a dust whisk in her hand, standing quietly in the open space in the front yard like a monk far away from the world.

Qing Shu walked unhurriedly, without a warm smile on his face, nor with the indifference of being bored or rejecting people thousands of miles away. She gave a woman's salute with a calm face, "Qing Shu has seen Master Jingchen. Because Wu Mulan's Taoist name is Jingchen, she naturally respects the title of Master Jingchen.

Jingchen gave a hand, and his voice was gentle with a hint of empty inspiration, "The donor doesn't have to be polite, just call the poor nun pure dust." ”

Qing Shu said that he didn't dare, and made a gesture of please, "Master Jingchen, please." ”

Vestibule. After serving the tea, at the request of the clean dust, Qing Shu let all the people who were waiting in front of him retreat, and then waited for the clean dust to make it clear.

Jingchen carefully looked at Qing Shu's eyebrows and eyes, and only after a moment did he speak, "Mr. Lu is in your mansion?" ”

Qing Shu immediately said, "If Master Jingchen wants to see it, I'll send someone to invite it." ”

Jingchen said slowly, "This matter is not urgent. The poor nun took the liberty of visiting just to fulfill a wish made many years ago, which was about the child of Boyan. ”

Qing Shu gave a puzzled look.

"It stands to reason that the poor nun shouldn't have found Miss Gu. Poor Ni decided to visit Miss Gu because Poor Ni heard something. Someone told him that in the past two years, the child had been wandering around Kangxi Town because there was an extra girl in Kangxi Town that made him worry. At that moment, the poor nun rejoiced in his heart, thinking that Boyan's father would know something, and he would definitely feel gratified. It's just that when he learned that the woman Ling Boyan was concerned about was the daughter of the deceased loyal general Gu Yunhu, the poor nun couldn't be happy anymore. Speaking of this, Jingchen's face was full of sadness, and there were tears flashing in his eyes when he looked at Qing Shu.

Qing Shu didn't say anything, and calmly greeted the strange Jingchen, just waiting for Jingchen to say the purpose of his visit.

"Miss Gu, can I take the liberty of asking you when your birthday is?"

Qing Shu didn't answer. Because she knew that in ancient times, a person's birth date was generally not said lightly. Especially women who have not left the cabinet, they will not lightly reveal their birth dates to others.

"Jing Fei, that is, Bo Yan's mother, she is the same as you. What's more, except for the different years of birth, you were born on the same day and at the same time. Speaking of this, Jingchen choked up, "It's not your fault, but some people don't think so." ”

Qing Shu was confused when he heard this, what is the matter with this birthday?

Jingchen stabilized his feelings, "Since you are the woman chosen by Bo Yan, the poor nun can't pretend not to know, and the poor nun can't sit idly by." There is a saying that you should keep in mind: you can't marry under the age of nineteen, remember, remember. ”

Qing Shu's eyes showed question marks, and his face was dazed. Of course, there was also a bit of vigilance in his expression. She wondered in her heart, could the talented girl in the past and the current Dao Gu be delirious because she was too stimulated? Otherwise, how can it be full of nonsense?

"If you don't want to follow in Jingfei's footsteps, then remember my words: you can't marry under the age of nineteen, no matter how anxious Bo Yan is, you can't marry before the age of nineteen." When he said this, Jingchen looked at a certain point in the house with a cold eye, and no longer called himself a poor nun.

Qing Shu was startled, and looked along her line of sight, there was only an ordinary landscape painting on the north wall, and nothing else.

"What is said above must not be passed on, even Lu Xuanfang can't tell it." Jingchen reminded solemnly, and then sighed, "If it weren't for Boyan, I wouldn't have made this trip." Help me tell him that I'm doing well and don't have to worry about it. She took out an object, put it on the table, and pushed it to Qing Shu's hand, "In my hand, it's worthless." To you, it's worth a fortune. Put it away, use it, and make yourself an indispensable person so that you can save your life. ”

Qing Shu couldn't be silent any longer, "Master Jingchen, can you explain what you're talking about?" ”

Jingchen suddenly said in surprise, "What university did you graduate from?" What major? Is it about agronomy? ”

Qing Shu was completely stunned by the above three questions, his brain was knotted, and his tongue was also knotted, "What, what, what?" ”

Seeing her reaction, Jingchen's face was full of disappointment, and then he sighed discouragedly and whispered sadly, "It turns out that the unfortunate people have always been only the three of us. I used to hate you for all kinds of calculations, but now I want you to live. If you live, I will not be alone, and I will not be so lonely looking for my way back. ”

Qing Shu stared at Jingchen with shocked and helpless eyes, unable to speak.

Jingchen suddenly grabbed Qingshu's hand, and there were tears in his eyes, "Although it's just an extravagant hope, I'm still here." Even if you don't understand, I have to say that my father is Ning Ze, the director of Huaguang Group, and my mother is the famous painter Wu Sujin. I, I'm Wu Mulan. I went on a trip with Jing Fei and Zhou Su, and the three of us were in distress on the way, but we woke up and arrived here. We...... We were separated, and then we found each other again, and the three of us wept bitterly. But the joy of reunion was short-lived, and they all changed. ”

Qing Shu's hands trembled violently.

"I, I'm still obsessed with Danqing, I'm still that stupid Wu Mulan. They are different, Jing Fei is obsessed with power, and Zhou Su calculates in every way for love, forgetting the agreement that we will go back together. By the time I saw through their changes, it was too late. In the end, none of us will be happy, and the man we love will be unhappy because of us. We struggled painfully, unable to choose between love and sisterhood, and ended up in a bleak end. Sue me, why are we so unhappy? Sue me, why can't people who love each other be together? ”

Qing Shu's apricot eyes widened, and he forgot to withdraw his hand for a while.

"I thought you were from the same place as us. I came with trepidation, but all I got was disappointment. I was scared, I used to dream of going home, and the high-rise buildings in my dream were very clear. Now when I dream of going home, everything has become blurred, whether it is a high-rise building, or the faces of my parents, it has long been blurred. Sue me, did Jing Fei, who jumped off the cliff, really go home? Has Zhou Su, who died of poisoning, already gone home? If death can really get me back, I, I'm ......"

Qing Shu came back to his senses, and withdrew his hand that was clenched by Jingchen in a panic, "Master Jingchen, what's wrong with you?" Are you okay! Would you like to get a doctor over? ”

Jingchen looked at Qing Shu in a trance, with a look of love on his face, "Zhou Qiao, Zhou Qiao, if I had Jing Fei's ruthlessness and Zhou Su's scheming and means, wouldn't we have to separate?" If I could be smarter and not believe too much in sisterhood, you and I would probably have been married a long time ago, and now we should have children and grandchildren, right? Zhou Qiao, I'm sorry, Zhou Qiao ......" She suddenly slipped out of her chair and fell to the ground.

Qing Shu was startled, quickly got off the chair, squatted on the ground and grabbed her arm and shook it violently, "Master Jingchen, what's wrong with you?" Master Pure Dust, wake up. ”

Jingchen's eyes opened a slit forcibly. She stared at Qing Shu, her lips moving slightly, as if she was saying something.

Qingshu leaned his ear to listen.

“…… Zhou Qiao, I promised you that no matter what happens, you will not choose suicide. I did, but why didn't you dream of it? She closed her eyes as if she had lost consciousness.

Qing Shu was frightened, shook her a few times in a panic, and when he saw that she didn't react, he shouted loudly, "Come on, come on, happy doctor." ”

Two quarters of an hour later, Jingchen lay in the guest room of the ancient mansion, still unconscious.

Qing Shu followed Dr. Zhou, who had finished checking his pulse, to speak outside, "How is it?" ”

"Miss rest assured, this person has no worries about his life. It's just that, judging from the pulse, this person is overwhelmed, coupled with overwork, and his body is very weak. If you want to get back to normal, you have to recuperate for at least a month. Dr. Zhou explained the situation responsibly.

Qing Shu's heart finally let go. If Jingchen dies in her mansion, she can't speak clearly, and she may cause some trouble. In any case, it's good that people don't die, fortunately, fortunately, "Doctor Zhou, let's prescribe a prescription first!" ”

After Dr. Zhou prescribed a prescription for three days, he took his leave. Without Qingshu's instructions, the housekeeper sent a carriage in charge of picking up Dr. Zhou out and sent Dr. Zhou back to Tzu Chi Hall the same way.

When the medicine was caught, Qing Shu immediately fried it.

Qingshu sat on the edge of Jingchen's bed, took the wet cloth towel handed by Xiaoyu, and wiped his face for Jingchen.

At this time, Qingyang came. He tiptoed over and whispered, "Sister, Mr. asked me to ask you, is she better?" As he spoke, he glanced curiously at the man lying on the bed.

Qing Shu got out of bed and took Qing Yang outside to speak, "Tell Mr. Sù, there is no big problem, and you can recover after a few days of recuperation." ”

Qingyang pulled Qing Shu's sleeve, asked Qing Shu to squat down a little, and then bit Qing Shu's ear, "Sister, Mr. wants me to tell you quietly, if you take good care of her, not only will you not be guilty, but you will also get a big favor." ”

Qing Shu was surprised, "What else did Mr. say?" ”

"It's gone." Qingyang finished what his husband had explained and trotted back. Because there was still a class to be attended, the gentleman asked him to go and come back quickly. He can't be late, or he'll be punished by Mr.

Qing Shu looked at the back of his younger brother in the distance, looked up at the sky, and sighed lightly. She only came from time to time as the eldest princess, but she didn't expect Wu Mulan to be too, and there was also a woman named Zhou Su. She withdrew her gaze from the sky and pressed her heart uneasily.