Mu Changan looked at the sky outside through the window, "It's not early today, so you have to be tired of this matter, and you will have to run again tomorrow." ”

In Mu Changan's heart, she has respected this Qi steward since she was a child.

This Qi steward is like her second father.

If you count it carefully, I am afraid that this Qi steward has been with her for much more days than her biological mother.

Steward Qi in Nancheng also treated her very well.

Because she is the only blood and blood of her father, and because she has never fallen into the prestige of her father in the killing of the southern city.

But this great butler of Qi is different, he is not a slave himself, because he is kind to his father, he was accepted by his father into the Shengjing Palace.

When Mu Changan was a child, her father never left every time he came to the palace to pick her up.

If her father had something important to deal with temporarily, Steward Qi would accompany her around during the day.

"The county lord is serious, this is the old man's business, although the old man is now old and not very useful, but he doesn't feel tired of doing these things."

Except for Sihua's attendants, there is no fourth person here.

And Steward Qi has never been that stereotyped, so he replied with a loud voice at this time, full of energy and a smile.

But Mu Changan didn't usually hear this, but today, within half a day, he heard two elders say that he was old, and Mu Changan couldn't help but feel a little panicked when he listened.

"You're not allowed to say anything like that again, you can get busy first." At first glance, this is extremely nonsensical.

Steward Qi was also a little stunned when he heard this, and when he reacted, he just smiled good-naturedly.

"The old man will go to the storeroom first, and then to the kitchen."

The little county lord of his family has been a picky eater since he was a child, and she never said anything she didn't like when she couldn't eat it, but she didn't move those dishes quietly.

He noticed it before the princess and princess, and Steward Qi thought a little smugly.

After Steward Qi left, Sihua, who had been by her side, listened to her master's almost unreasonable words, but she didn't lift her eyelids from beginning to end.

After Steward Qi went out, he was still thinking that if he was here, I was afraid that he would not have such a good concentration as Sihua.

In fact, Sihua, who was on the side, also thought about it seriously, and in her memory, the county lord rarely seemed to have spoken such a rude and willful childish language.

In other words, since the day she followed her master, her master has rarely appeared in such a situation.

There were only a handful of two times, and it was also because the eldest princess Rongchen in the palace said something that she couldn't listen to the county lord.

And the county lord, in fact, rarely has words that she can't hear, and her identity is not like that of an ordinary daughter's family.

The people below have to look at her eyes when they talk and do things, and it is determined that no one will take the initiative to say something unpleasant to her and touch the moldy head, unless it is not a head.

And just now, it was the county lord who couldn't hear it herself, but she didn't know how to refute it, and she thought that Steward Qi could understand it, so she didn't say anything more.

In the hundreds of days and nights in the southern city, the county lord would always be awakened in the dead of night, Si Huasheng was clumsy, and he was not good at comforting people, so he always accompanied her all night long.

At dawn, her master was Mu Chang'an, the county lord of the Great Yichang County who sat back in the Nanwang Mansion to take charge of the military of the six cities, and she was still the ordinary maid of the palace in the eyes of others.

If there is any difference between her, it is probably that she and her county lord are almost inseparable.

As soon as the day passed, it was the dark night between her and her county lord, and one night, it suddenly rained heavily when she returned to Nancheng, which was the first rain since the county lord returned to Nan.

Sihua couldn't tell whether the county lord was awakened by a dream or by the heavy rain, but remembered that she went to the inner room to replace the warm water that the county lord had prepared at night.

After some careful movements, Sihua was about to leave when she turned around and saw her county lord sitting in the middle of the bed looking at her.

When Sihua stepped forward, she felt that her county lord seemed to be looking through her, looking at the downpour that she would not see in the county lord's sight.

Although the county lord of Suoxing got up early again, he still remembered to put on a coat for herself.

It is cold at night when you return to the south, especially on a rainy night, it is very easy to get cold, and it is easy to catch a cold if you are not careful.

But at that time, it was still a short time before that bloody battle, and countless ordinary people who returned to the southern city were afraid that they still remembered that massacre.

And at that time, the county lord first entered the south, because of her identity and the military power of the prince of Jiuzhang who was martyred in the past.

The generals of the border pass in the south respected the county lord, but they did not respect her, not to mention the unstable morale of the troops around the southern border.

Returning to the South City can no longer withstand any turmoil.

As the only bone and blood in the Nine Chapters Palace, she can't get sick, and she can't get sick.

The county lord herself knows the situation very well.

Therefore, compared with the county lord in Shengjing City, the county lord after returning to the south does not need to be nagged and reminded by others, and he knows how to take care of himself better.

To this day, Sihua still remembers that night, the county lord looked in her direction, and as if he didn't look at her, he asked her rarely.

"Sihua, is there anything you have to do? Even if you can lose everything, even your life, you may lose your reputation. ”

Sihua knew that this was the county lord making a choice, she was just a minion, everything she did was the master, her life was also the master's, and her reputation? She doesn't need it.

It was Yi Rui and the maiden of the year who replied loudly, "Protect the county lord." ”

"So what else is there to do but protect me?"

What else? Sihua was a little dazed for a while, but she still thought about it seriously according to Mu Changan's meaning.

Sihua spoke uncertainly, "The slave maid also has a younger sister, and the slave maid and the younger sister are twin sisters. ”

As she spoke, Sihua was silent, and Mu Changan did not urge her, she knew that Sihua was sold into the palace, and was later sent to the palace by Prince Jiuzhang to be her companion.

After a long time, Sihua said dryly, "If you lose your life if you protect your sister, then the slave will not recognize her." ”

If you say this, if you are a bystander, you must say that she is cold by nature and has no brotherhood.

But Mu Changan listened to it, but it was extremely comfortable.

So in just a moment, Sihua saw her master smile overflowing the corners of her eyes after she told the truth regardless of her.

The county lord really looked good when he smiled, and she couldn't understand the many gorgeous words that those literati and writers depicted the smiles of beauties.

But Sihua knew that one day, the county lord would be willing to smile at others like this.

I'm afraid that the vast snow field on the top of Changbai Mountain, which has been covered with snow all year round, will be melted away by the corners of her eyes and eyebrows.

But unfortunately, it is rare for the county lord to laugh so heartily.

Although Sihua is silent, her heart is also very delicate, and the county lord likes her to accompany her without speaking.

"Okay, then don't recognize her." Later, he added, "It's better not to see her." ”

Mu Changan's tone was almost doting with indulgence, and she looked at Sihua with warm eyes.

Seeing that Sihua made a big red face, if it weren't for the fact that the night made her feel a little more comfortable, I was afraid that she wouldn't even be able to speak.

When Sihua blushed, the county lord of her family spoke again.

"Sihua, life, birth, old age, sickness and death, are all different flavors in this world."

In the voice without a smile, it was shallow and faint, and there were not many emotional ups and downs, Sihua listened to it, but he was a little distressed.

"When people come to this world and embark on such an experience, they always have to taste all kinds of tastes, taste a product, and live up to it."

Nothing happened, Sihua, who had always been silent, did not ask as always, but just listened quietly to the words of her county lord.

The county lord likes her to accompany her, most of it is because she is not good at words, she knows it.

For example, at this time, the county lord of her family just suddenly wanted to speak, and he didn't have to ask and answer with her.

"Sihua, one day if I don't have you and you're still there, remember to send me to Changbai Mountain, if you go back to the South Wangling, you will have to disturb the peace of my father, mother and concubine, and I really don't like the royal tomb in the capital."

What the county lord didn't say, Sihua could guess a point or two, the huge Jiuzhang King Mausoleum in Shengjing City was too lonely.

The Nine Chapters of the Royal Tombs in the capital are reserved for the princes and princesses a hundred years later, and the children of the palace who died before they got married.

Because there are very few princes who do not marry, they are generally used by the nobles of the palace who died early.

And the lord of the royal palace marries into another mansion, so naturally he has to return to the funeral husband's family.

It is undoubtedly strange that two young girls who have not yet reached adulthood are discussing such a shocking thing on a cold and cold rainy night.

It's just that whether it is Mu Changan or Sihua, they don't feel strange at all.

"Slaves and maids will be martyred." Sihua still remembers that she said so calmly at that time.

When she met the eyes of her county lord, Sihua repeated again, "The slave will accompany you." ”

So you're not alone.

"Okay." Mu Changan responded lightly.

"Sihua, what are you thinking?"

Mu Changan got up and walked two steps, but felt that the person who had been beside him was still in place, so he turned around and asked.

Sihua, who had withdrawn from all the memories of the past, came back to his senses, "Please forgive the county lord." ”

Mu Changan glanced at her twice, ignored her, turned around and walked out of Cangwu Pavilion, this is what it means not to be investigated, Sihua hurriedly followed.

"Is there any news from the palace?"

Knowing that she was asking, Sihua pursed her lips, "When General Fang came to see His Majesty, Shen Shizi of King An's Mansion was coming out of it. ”

"How could it be so coincidental?"

"Your Majesty asked General Fang to take General Fang to the Warm Pavilion before, and Shen Shizi who was summoned first."

After hearing this, Mu Chang'an asked incomparably, "Where did Shen Shizi go after leaving the palace?" ”

Shouldn't you ask about the situation in the palace at this time? How did he ask about the whereabouts of the prince of Anwangfu, although he was puzzled, Sihua immediately replied.

"After the prince left the palace, he returned to the palace, and then left the palace in a hurry."

"Check." This check is naturally Shen Xingzhi's whereabouts.

"Yes!"