"Porcelain girl!"

When Cijing forced Mu Hao to speak, Mu Jin had already walked over, his peach blossom eyes, which were always smiling, were cold at this time, and Cijing realized that she had gone too far, but since she had already asked, she had no possibility of taking back her words, so she simply asked Mu Jin directly.

"You're the current owner of Qingnan Villa, right?"

Mu Jin has a good-tempered face, even if he looks cold, it can't play a substantial deterrent role for Cijing, a two-skinned face who is not afraid of death, Cijing looked at him with his head held high, and asked again: "Is it?" ”

Mu Jin froze for a moment, but finally sighed and nodded slowly.

"Then why did you lie before?"

"It's not all lies, either." Mu Jin said, "Yanran's child did come back, he ran away after he hurt me that night, and I have already sent someone to find it." ”

"You asked Mu Hao to send a letter to the prince, saying that you wanted to take back the ancient sword, what does this mean? Now that I have sent the ancient sword over on behalf of the prince, what do you mean by refusing to accept it like this or that? ”

Mu Jin's eyebrows twisted into a pimple, "This is a housework in Qingnan Villa, and I ask the girl not to ask too much." ”

"It's your housework, yes, I don't want to take care of it, but you have to give me an explanation, my family is now in prison, and I'm still waiting for you to help save people." Cijing took out the letter directly and stuffed it into Mu Jin's arms, "This is what the prince asked me to give to you." ”

Mu Jin held the letter in his hand, was stunned for a moment, and finally opened the letter, he hurriedly glanced at it a few times, put it away again, sighed, and said, "Girl, come with me." ”

Cijing followed.

Mu Jin came to a room with a mirror, but this was a woman's boudoir, with a lot of colored copper bells hanging in it, the windows were on the door, on the bed, on the dresser, on the bookshelf, the windows were broken open, and the wind came in, bringing a jingle in the room.

If this is just an ordinary woman's boudoir, hearing these bells will make people think that the owner of this room should be a lively and clever girl, but the owner of this boudoir is dead, and the ringing of this bell makes people can't help but feel creepy.

Ci Jing couldn't help but wrap his coat tightly and asked, "What are you bringing me here for?" ”

"That ancient sword was originally left to Yanran by the eldest brother."

Cijing didn't understand what he meant by this, but he didn't ask.

Mu Jin continued: "Yan Ran liked that ancient sword very much, but later he gave the sword to the county king. ”

"Since it's been sent out, and so many years have passed, why do you suddenly want to take it back?"

"That night, I dreamed of Yanran, she told me that she wanted that ancient sword, I agreed in the dream, and soon wrote a letter for Hao'er to send it."

"Just because of this dream?"

Mu Jin nodded: "But after thinking about it carefully, I think that since it is something sent out by the eldest brother, it is not good to take it back, and Yanran's child happened to come to assassinate me, so I simply took this opportunity to lie to you, saying that the owner of the village was seriously injured." ”

Cijing frowned, why are you bothering?

The person in front of him is really more entangled than the big girl.

Mu Jin didn't care about Ci Jing's disgusted eyes, and there was a smile in Peach Blossom's eyes again, and said, "Since you sent the ancient sword back, then put it on that shelf, it was originally placed there." ”

Ci Jing hugged the ancient sword and put it on the shelf, it was indeed very suitable, I don't know if it was her illusion, the ancient sword seemed to emit a slight roar, as if she was really happy to return home.

"Then are you willing to help me save the son?" Cijing didn't care about Gu Jian, she was only worried about Sun Xian.

Mu Jin touched his chin and muttered, "I'll think about it again." ”

Cijing felt that the owner of the village was too sentimental, and he said that if he thought about it again, he didn't know that he could think of the Year of the Monkey and the month of the horse, so he urged: "Is one day enough?" ”

Mu Jin said, "Okay." ”

Cijing still refused to rest assured when he got his answer, as if he had to sign and promise to give her the answer in a day, but he was worried that the answer he gave was no, and she was also entangled for a while.

Su Lingling already knew dozens of common medicinal materials, and could tell them all about the efficacy and side effects of these medicinal materials, because she always stayed in the backyard of the medical hall, and no one saw her, so the people from the Hou Mansion did not find her here.

Kang Yao was called by Uncle Qiao to run errands, Su Lingling sat alone in the yard and pounded the medicine, pounded the medicine for a while, she felt that her wrist was a little sore, and she was about to change her hand, when she saw that the little concubine was going out again, she was still holding a kettle to water the flowers and plants, Su Lingling somehow, she walked over and said to her, "Shall I come?" ”

The woman raised her head, Su Lingling saw her face so close for the first time, and gasped softly, this woman is undoubtedly very beautiful, her facial features are very exquisite, but her face is too pale, so pale that it is almost transparent, and her eyebrows and eyes are getting darker and darker, when she stares at people like this, it makes people feel very infiltrated.

Su Lingling smiled a little embarrassedly, she actually obediently handed the kettle to Su Lingling, and Su Lingling asked, "What do you call you?" ”

Her voice was thin and soft: "Yan." ”

"Yan?"

"Call me Aunt Yan."

Su Lingling couldn't be called, firstly, this woman looked so young, she couldn't call her aunt, and secondly, the word Yan sounded like a beautiful name for everyone, and adding the word aunt to the back was very incongruous.

"Isn't it possible?" She glanced up at Su Lingling, and Su Lingling asked, "Was your original name Yan?" Is there a surname? ”

"No surname, if you can't call me, it's okay to call me by my name, my name is Yanran."

She didn't talk much, but the speed of her speech was fast, and she was already a little out of breath when she said such a sentence, Su Lingling patted her back and said, "Are you injured?" ”

Yan Ran nodded, pointed to her throat, and then pointed to her chest: "My throat and heart and lungs are poisoned." ”

Su Lingling's brows furrowed, Yanran pointed to the kettle in Su Lingling's hand, and said with a light smile: "Water." ”

Su Lingling reacted, then raised the kettle and began to pour water.

She couldn't help but look at Yanran a few more times, and she inexplicably felt a little familiar, as if she had seen her not long ago.

But how is that possible? Su Lingling smiled self-deprecatingly, thinking that he was living a mess, and his memories were confused.

After Su Lingling finished watering, he returned the kettle to Yan Ran, Yan Ran did not enter the house immediately, sat down in the courtyard, looked at the medical book that Su Lingling put on the side, Su Lingling walked over and asked, "You have been in the hospital for so long, do you usually just water the flowers and plants?" ”

When they ate, Aunt Qiao sent her to her room, and she hardly ate at the same table with them.

Yan Ran nodded and whispered, "Brother Qiao is a good person, I should have died a long time ago." ”

Her voice was soft and soft, like a feather, it tickled people's hearts, Su Lingling looked down at her hand, but saw a long old scar on the back of her hand, which ran across the entire back of her hand, even if it looked a little old, it was still shocking.

Yanran pulled down the sleeves of her shirt, and Su Lingling hurriedly said, "I'm sorry." ”

"When you were young, you suffered a lot, right?" After a moment of silence, Su Lingling suddenly asked.

But she regretted it when she asked, she wasn't such a nosy person, but for some reason Yanran aroused her strong interest.

Yan Ran sighed softly and said, "It's all over, it's fine now." ”

She didn't want to say, so Su Lingling didn't ask anymore.

At noon, Su Lingling called Yanran to the dinner table, Yanran was a little scared, sitting next to Su Lingling, Aunt Qiao stared at the two of them several times, Yanran picked up a few mouthfuls of rice and was about to leave the table, Su Lingling grabbed her and said, "Yanran, don't leave yet." ”

Several people at the dinner table raised their heads when they heard Su Lingling call her name.

Yanran has been Uncle Qiao's concubine for so many years, but Uncle Qiao doesn't know her name.

Uncle Qiao felt a little unbearable on his face, and looked at Aunt Qiao with a sad face: "Mother-in-law, is it because I look too shabby, so she refuses to tell me her name?" ”

Aunt Qiao rolled her eyes and said, "You are a little self-aware." ”

Uncle Qiao took the bowl and went to the corner to cry.

Aunt Qiao softened her voice and said, "It turns out that your name is Yanran, what a beautiful name, why do you only eat so much?" Eat some more. ”

So Yanran had to sit back and eat a few more bites, she didn't have a big appetite, and Aunt Qiao usually wouldn't send her much food, after all, she had the reputation of being a concubine, Aunt Qiao naturally didn't like her much, but she also knew that she was pitiful, and it was inconvenient to drive her away.

After eating this meal, Yan Ran seemed to have more popularity, and in the afternoon, Kang Yao also leaned over to talk to her, Yan Ran was amused by him, Su Lingling saw some sparkling light in her dark eyes, and felt that she seemed to have done something very meaningful.

The day passed quickly, Yan Ran spent more time outside than any other day, and in the evening, Aunt Qiao made a medicinal meal for Yan Ran, and Yan Ran smiled and thanked her.

Uncle Qiao sighed: "Lingling, I didn't expect you to be able to make my dumb concubine speak, you are the real divine doctor!" ”

Su Lingling blushed and said, "Sir, don't make fun of me." ”

Because he had already worshiped a master, Su Lingling could no longer call Uncle Qiao Master, so he directly called him Mr., and Uncle Qiao didn't care.

Yanran likes Su Lingling very much, when Su Lingling was pounding medicine in the yard, she watered the flowers on the side, when Su Lingling was reading a medical book, she also came over to read it together, Su Lingling checked her pulse, touched her almost non-existent pulse, and couldn't help but wonder, is it because she is not good at learning, or is Yanran's body really bad to that extent?

Su Lingling naturally chose the former.