Jiang Mo almost stopped breathing, and his fingers involuntarily rubbed against the handkerchief.

"I don't know where my aunt is?" Jiangmo's face looked very calm, and he didn't reveal half of the waves in his heart.

"My ancestral home is Fengling, but I moved to Beijing seven years ago, and now I have forgotten what my hometown looks like." There was a look of sadness in her eyes when she said this.

Jiangmo immediately understood it thoroughly, it turned out to be her.

It was during the Dragon Boat Festival in the year of her death, that year Huan Yu was in the palace examination, won the new champion Lang, and then was sent to Fengling by the first emperor.

Fengling's officials were derelict in their duties and accepted bribes, and Huan Yu was appointed as the prosecutor and ordered to investigate and deal with it, which took two months.

And the day he came back was Duanyang, and he took her to play on the street.

But I haven't seen her for two months, but when she looks at it, it seems like every three autumns, and she almost looks at the autumn water, and she is listless in the mansion, as if she has lost her soul.

At first, others persuaded them to see it, but soon it was no longer strange.

On Chang'an Street that day, it was very lively, and the envoys who entered the palace to congratulate could almost block the palace gate.

may indicate the fate of "prosperity must decline", it is the last lively Dragon Boat Festival that the people have ever seen.

The sound of a long bell, mixed with the shouts of dragon boat racing in the moat, almost drowned the whole of Upper Kyoto into joy.

Qing Kite looked left and right on the street, as if all the boredom of these days had been swept away, and she stood beside Huan Yu, her cheeks were as red as if they were stained with rouge.

She picked up a five-poison bag casually, but the workmanship was extremely fine and beautiful, and the contact was also very good, and she couldn't help but like it very much.

Huan Yu looked at her with a smile, took out a tael of silver from his cuffs, and threw it to the vendor.

The green kite turned her head and smiled softly at Huan Yu, stuck out her tongue playfully, and then said, "Sure enough, only Brother Huan knows me best in this world, just one glance, you will know whether I like it or not." ”

Huan Yu's eyes were deep, and he said lightly after a long time, "You have read thousands of books and understand the theory of governing the country, I am ashamed of myself, but you can't compare to me when you see through people's hearts." ”

"Kite doesn't want to understand the minds of others, as long as she can understand Brother Huan's sincerity, she will be content."

Such childish words came out of Jiang Mo's mouth, and she couldn't help but blush her cheeks again.

And at this moment, Bucai hurriedly ran over, saw the five poison bags on the stall, and immediately blurted out a sentence.

"Why didn't the second young master buy one for the cousin girl, presumably she was naturally happy when she saw it."

It was the first time that Qing Kite had heard this name, but it seemed to be a woman's natural sensitivity, and she immediately frowned and asked, "Who is Tang Yu?" ”

Only then did he realize that he had lost his words, and his face suddenly turned pale, but he didn't dare to answer, he only said with a smile, "Where did Tang Yu come from, I guess the girl must have heard it wrong for a while." ”

In an instant, the blood on Qing Kite's face faded, and then she looked directly at Huan Yu, "Since he refuses to say it, then Brother Huan will tell Yuan'er." ”

It was the first time that the green kite saw a panic on Huan Yu's face, his eyes were throbbing, his lips moved slightly, and he said a word after a long time, "I'm sorry." ”

"Good, good." There were tears in Jiangmo's eyes, like a bay of spring water, endless sorrow and grievance.

He looked at her, and she looked at him, and there was a lot of excitement around her, but in the midst of this moment's stalemate, her mind had already turned to ashes.

Finally, Jiang Mo put the five poison bags in his hand, and her fingertips touched his palm, and they were all cold and thorough.

"Presumably Miss Tang will like it, so Gongzi Huan will go and send her."

Those words seemed to be just yesterday, and now I remember them vividly.

It's just that the woman he didn't want to say anything at the beginning turned out to be his father's aunt, but Jiang Mo is sure that this woman must have been brought into Shangjing by Huan Yu, but there must be an ulterior secret hidden in it.

And as soon as she lost her clothes that day, Aunt Wei sent gorgeous clothes over, but at that time she still doubted whether it was Aunt Wei or her maid, and who was Huan's person.

Aunt Wei looked at the ink carefully, but seeing that she was wearing very gorgeous today, she hurriedly took her hand and smiled, "Good girl, I said that you wore too plain clothes in the past, and you will be happy when you see such a color." ”

Jiangmo's cheeks were crimson, and he deliberately pretended to be shy.

"Look, I'm shy." Aunt Wei hurriedly took her hand, "Now you and Ah Mili are like mixing oil, and it is really one thing to one thing, and he is a demon star like him, and you can only rectify him." ”

And at this moment, I heard a hurried voice, only to hear the little maids outside the courtyard say, "Brother Bucai, why are you here?" If you have anything, you have to go outside the second door and let someone tell you. ”

"Auntie, go and plead with my second young master." A crying voice came from outside, "I'm afraid that I will be beaten to death by the master in a while." ”

Jiang Mo's heart trembled, and she subconsciously went to look at Aunt Wei, but she clearly saw the panic on her face.

"What?" Aunt Wei hurriedly asked, "What's wrong with this?" ”

"The master had to force the young master to marry the daughter of Commander Zheng, but the young master refused, so he fought with a stick and a stick, but I was afraid that there would be no one at this time." The miserable crying outside doesn't sound like a fake.

Aunt Wei hurriedly stood up, because her feet were unstable, she almost tripped over the corner of the stool, but fortunately, Jiang Mo helped her by the side.

Jiang Mo scolded the people outside the house, "Where can I be killed, the second young master is the master's own son, where can I be ruthless?" Look at what you've scared your aunt and grandmother into, don't get out of here. ”

Aunt Wei also knew that she had lost her temper for a while, so she only smiled and said, "I'm just thinking that the old man is old, what if he gets angry?" ”

Jiang Mo and Aunt Wei hurried to the master's study, but saw that the little ones were looking down outside the study, and they didn't even dare to take a breath.

Aunt Wei pushed open the door, only to see Huan Yu, her face suddenly changed, and she gasped.

But I saw Huan Yu kneeling in the study, his clothes were already stained with blood, and there were faint traces of blood on the whip in the hand of the protector.

And even so, Huan Yu still knelt straight.

"The old man asked you again, do you really refuse to marry her?" The Protector had a sneer on his face, "Come on, go and dig up the bones of this rebellious son and mother for me, and send them to him, so that she can see what kind of beast she gave birth to." ”

Jiangmo felt bad for a moment, it was Huan Yu's weakness, he was afraid that he would have to agree to that family business.

Huan Yu's back was thin and gloomy, and when he heard this, his fists clenched together.

"Son......

However, before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Jiang Mo, "Why did the master make a mistake about the mandarin duck, yesterday the little master also said that Miss Zheng is good and wants to marry her." ”