Aunt Liu turned around and took out a bottle of something, opened the stopper on it with slightly stubby fingers, and tapped a few times again, and some white powder floated down in the air, and then a fresh fragrance rushed into her nose.

"This pollen is something that the old slave prepared for the second lady."

If you have been working in Mufu for a long time, you know that the second lady of Mufu is born with an allergy to pollen, and once she comes into contact with pollen, she will faint at least and ...... I can't wake up.

A smile appeared on Aunt Liu's vicissitudes of life, she was going to kill Murong, and then the poisonous woman of the Ye family.

She seemed to see the old mother lying on the bed and suffering from illness, and the bony and cold hand that finally fell into her hands.

A strong hatred burst out in front of her eyes, Aunt Liu smashed the bottle fiercely, now she only thinks about revenge, if it weren't for Ye's death, how could her mother die!

"Aunt Liu, are you in the house?"

A clear and pleasant voice came from outside the house, and Aunt Liu, who was immersed in hatred, was pulled out, and her cloudy eyes were all red.

"Yes."

Aunt Liu hurriedly kicked the bottle scraps into a pile and piled them in the corner, brushed the broken hair around her ears, and then staggered out.

"What's wrong with shouting so urgently?"

"Aunt Liu, Madame asked you to come over."

A trace of doubt appeared in Aunt Liu's eyes: "Did Madame say what happened?"

"No, just let me ask my aunt to go."

"Okay, I see, you can go back."

"Yes."

After the little maid who came to look for her left, Aunt Liu cautiously took out the pieces of the house, took them out the back door and threw them on the crowded street.

It was just a few pieces, Aunt Liu thought that no one would notice these discarded things, but she didn't see them, and after she turned back, a pair of slender hands picked up those pieces of different sizes.

"Go, let's see what the bottle is."

"Master, isn't this a bottle that people don't want?"

Zhe Xuan is now more and more unable to understand what his grandfather is doing, and he will go to see Miss Mu Qian for a while, and he will go to see this bottle for a while.

"If it's just a bottle that was unintentionally broken, then why did she run out and throw it away?"

Zhe Xuan held a small pile of fragments in his hand, lowered his head and thought for a moment, thinking that when Aunt Liu came out just now, the look on his face was wrong.

"Master, I'll go find someone right away."

Wan Yang stood in the wind in purple clothes, his long ink-colored hair fluttering in the wind, and a sharp light crossed his deep and upward eyes.

"It seems that this Mufu is not very peaceful."

With a chuckle in his mouth, Wan Yang flicked his wide sleeves behind him and turned around and left the back door of Mufu.

Aunt Liu, who came to the hall, lowered her head, since she came to stand in this hall, the Ye family above had not said a word.

"Aunt Liu."

Just when Aunt Liu was still wondering in her heart, Ye Shi spoke.

"Madam, the old slave is here."

"What are you doing outside these days?"

Aunt Liu sighed in her heart, and lied in her mouth: "The second miss is not going to get married, the old slave wants to go out and see if there are any good materials to make a few clothes for the young lady."

"Now, how many clothes have you made to come out?"

"I've already brought a new dress to the second lady."

Ye nodded, stood up from the chair, and Aunt Liu hurriedly stepped forward to help Ye who walked down.

"Madam, you must be tired too, go back to the house and rest."

"Well, then help me back."

Aunt Liu asked again: "Then lunch, the old slave sent you into the house?"

"I'm a little hungry today, so just send me some plain food then."

Ye Shi couldn't stop rubbing his eyebrows, and his face seemed to be a little haggard.

"Yes."

Aunt Liu glanced at Ye's expression, and her hanging heart slowly relaxed, today Ye suddenly asked her, not just asking.

After sending Ye back to the room, and waiting for Ye to break in, Aunt Liu put down the bed curtain and said to Ye inside: "Madam, the old slave will go outside to wait first, if there is anything, just tell the old slave."

"Go ahead."

"Yes."

Aunt Liu bowed her head and withdrew from the room, and after reaching out to close the door, she stood alone outside the door and waited.

Xia Mei happily entered Murong's house with the new clothes, and held the new clothes in front of Murong as if offering treasures.

"Miss, Aunt Liu just made new clothes, I feel that this fabric is very slippery and comfortable, Miss try it quickly."

Murong glanced at it listlessly, and there was no joy on his face.

"Bring it and I'll touch the fabric."

"Yes."

Xia Mei carefully took the clothes and dripped them into Murong's hand, and the person on the chair stretched out a hand and touched the sleeve of the clothes.

"This dress is not good, I don't wear it anymore, you can take it."

"Miss, the material of this dress is very good......"

Murong withdrew his hand, raised his eyebrows and looked at Xia Mei: "The color is too ugly."

"Then, the slave maid will return this dress to Aunt Liu."

"Forget it, since you've gone to find someone to ask for it, you can wear it."

Xia Mei had already walked out of the room with the clothes, but she didn't expect Murong to let her accept the clothes.

"Miss......"

"I'll let you wear it, and now I'm hungry."

"Okay, okay." Xia Mei was stunned for a moment before she reacted.

Xia Mei reluctantly glanced at the clothes in her hand, and after hesitating for a moment, she put down her clothes and trotted out.

"Miss, wait for me for a while, I'll go to those places to eat."

Zhi Xuan stood respectfully in front of Wan Yang, still holding those bottle fragments in his hands.

"Master, this bottle is filled with pollen."

"Pollen?"

Wan Yang took out a piece of fragment from Zhe Xuan's hand, put it under his nose and sniffed it, and sure enough, it was fragrant.

"This is, plum pollen?"

"Yes."

Wan Yang played with the fingertip-sized fragment in his hand, frowning: "What does the old woman do with that pollen?"

"My subordinates don't know."

"Pollen, pollen ......"

Wan Yang's little pale face suddenly flashed in his mind, it was Murong when he was a child, and he remembered that Murong was allergic to pollen.

Wan Yang dropped the things in his hand, and his face changed slightly: "Zhexuan, you go and find out who the old woman who threw the bottle is."

"Yes."

Wan Yang got up and paced around the room, thinking a lot. It turns out that in this Mu Mansion, there will also be things where people want to harm the master.

He is not ruthless to Murong, when he was a child, Wan Yang went to Mufu for the first time as a guest, and he saved Murong's life, and he still clearly remembers the process of that day.

The summer was scorching, Wan Yang sat in the hall for a while and sweated profusely, his thin clothes were all wet, and he quietly ran out while no one was paying attention.

Wan Yang's small figure staggered, and finally walked out on his short legs, but he got lost, and the road in front of him looked exactly the same.

"Forget it, forget it, Uncle Ben will reluctantly take this road."

Wanyang's fat face was full of flesh, and he muttered to himself in his mouth, holding his round little belly and walking straight towards the road in front of him without even blinking.

"Hum Hum Hum ......"

The sun overhead was getting bigger and bigger, and the little Wan Yang was shielding his eyes with his fleshy hands, gasping for breath.

"I'm tired of Uncle Ben, where is this?"

"Hurt ......"

Wan Yang, who had sensitive ears, vaguely heard someone crying out for pain, he rubbed his sore legs, and looked for people everywhere with a bitter face.

"Huh? There's a little girl? ”

Wan Yang ran under the tree with some long clothes, and the little girl lying on the ground was pale, her lips were still shaking, and her mouth vaguely said "pain".

"Little sister? Little sister, wake up, it's cold on the ground. ”

Wan Yang's arm, who had been pushing for a while, began to be sore, he didn't know why this little sister was lying here, how cold it was on the ground.

"Hurt ......"

Wan Yang, who was tired and paralyzed on the ground, put his ear to the little girl's mouth and listened carefully, and his little head seemed to think of something.

"Little sister, is there any pain in you?"

Wan Yang didn't answer the people on the ground, he pulled the person up with his arms, and walked up with his little short legs.

"Little sister, you wait, it's going to be ...... soon"

"Hold on a little longer, you don't sleep, I can't walk anymore......"

"Hey, you're so heavy......"

Wan Yang, who was babbling all the way, brought out a crying voice, he was very tired, and his arm hurt so much.

"Father...... Father ......"

Wan Yang, who couldn't hold it anymore, finally threw the person on his body to the ground, stood in place and cried, he couldn't walk.

"What about the kids? What about Yang'er? ”

Wan Yang's mother in the hall seemed to hear the cry, and in a blink of an eye, she didn't find any trace of her son in the hall, and then she panicked.

"What's wrong?" However, Wan Guogong was more stable and did not look for someone in a panic.

"I don't know, I'm here, the child can't find it in a blink of an eye......"

The mother of the Wan family grabbed Wanda's hand on the side, and said in a salty tone: "Mufu is so big, I'm afraid that Yang'er is greedy for fun, so he ran out secretly."

"You said it lightly, it's not that your son can't find it......"

Ye, who was the proprietor, took over the conversation: "Okay, okay, Mrs. Wan, I'll let someone find it."

Wan Guogong hugged the second lady's shoulders and gently patted her back, Wan Ergong cried and hid in Wan Guogong's arms, and her petite face was full of tears.

"Yang'er is smart, and he definitely won't lose it, so you can relax."

"But on such a hot day outside, will Yang'er get sick?"

"It's okay, the child has always been in good health, you and I can wait with peace of mind."

"Sister, what the master said is right, Yang'er has been in good health since she was a child, unlike our Da'er, who is frail and sick."

Hearing this, Mrs. Wan Er was not happy, and as soon as she shook the handkerchief in her hand, her beautiful eyes immediately widened: "What the master mother said is a little wrong, Da'er has been eating ginseng or something since she was a child, how can her body be weak?"

"If it weren't for the bad bones, how could Da'er take so many tonics?"

Seeing that the two were about to quarrel, two housekeepers outside the house ran in with two children in their arms.

"Madam, the second lady fainted."

"Master Wan, your son-in-law has fainted from the sun."

Old Madam Ye knocked on the table and shouted, "What are you still doing in a daze, go and ask for a doctor!"

Ye looked at Xiao Murong distressedly, and reached out to take Murong into his arms.

"Mother, my sister's hands are so big!"