I don't know how long it took, seeing that Mrs. Shilang pinched her voice and didn't continue, a lady knew in her heart, and asked anxiously: "Sister Wang, you said it." If you go to the capital, you belong to your sister, and you are the most well-informed. ”

Mrs. Wang pursed her lips and chuckled: "There is a concubine in the backyard of Ran Mansion, I looked at it twice yesterday, and she was soft and weak."

gave birth to a daughter, Dr. Ran personally raised her, it is not bad, she makes good food, and she is still a three-time female chef god, but unfortunately she lost the competition this year and lost a hundred taels of silver. ”

"This women's cooking competition was held just a few days ago, and we listened to the scriptures in the Great Dao Temple, and we didn't know what the result was. Thanks to Sister Wang, she is well-informed. ”

"Yes! Although Miss Ran Er is a concubine, she eats very well and is filial and gentle, even if she loses the game, she wants me to say nothing. Besides, although the biological mother is a concubine, there is no one in the backyard of Ran Mansion, the old lady is dedicated to eating fast and reciting Buddha, and the concubine has been Zhang Luo in the past few years, and she has still become half of the master of Ran Mansion.

What's even more rare is that this concubine is kind-hearted, and when her daughter was young, she couldn't find a nurse for a while, so she fed her personally, for fear that her daughter would not be full, and she even cut off her own daughter's food.

It is said that someone has already gone to say goodbye to the concubine. ”

"I've heard of the kindness of this Ranfu concubine, but this Ranfu girl has not discussed marriage, how can the concubine discuss marriage first?"

"Even though she is a concubine, she still can't speak at the age of three. was born and killed his biological mother, don't say that noble families, ordinary people don't dare to marry. ”

"I heard that Miss Ran's biological mother was bleeding profusely and died."

"No, no, the fortune teller said that the eldest lady of the Ran family is a lone star who killed her biological mother, and the news still flowed out of the backyard of the Ran Mansion."

"No wonder the Ran family sent her away to learn art. It turned out that she was afraid that she would ...... again."

"In this way, a serious concubine is not as sought-after as a concubine!"

……

The ladies did not lower their voices, apparently not afraid of being heard.

The old lady in the carriage vaguely heard the words "Ran Mansion, concubine, kitchen god, concubine, death."

When I opened my eyes, I thought of Di Sun again, who was taken away at the age of three, such a young child, who lost his mother since he was a child, and his father was not around.

Such a young child, when she was taken away by the master, she didn't cry or make a fuss, but just looked at her with big eyes all the time.

She was in tears when she saw it, and she couldn't help crying until now when she thought about it.

What a child as young as her!

It's all the treasures of the family, but her grandson is going to learn martial arts.

Learning martial arts is so hard, what should she do if her young child is injured!

There are many poisonous insects and beasts in the mountains, but don't be bitten.

She loves to kick the quilt at night, but someone covers her?

Every year's birthday, can anyone celebrate her birthday?

Yikang, her Yikang, is thirteen years old!

……

The old lady wiped away the tears in her eyes and murmured silently: "Yikang, my grandson, grandmother eats fasting and recites Buddha every day, I just ask you to grow up safely." ”

Mama Gui outside the carriage listened to the sound coming from the pavilion, and snorted coldly in her heart: This eldest lady has made the Ran Mansion lose face since she was a child, and she can't even raise her head with them.

How can there be a trace of elegance of a concubine?!

It's the second lady who has fought for the lord all these years.

In a gray carriage, Ran Li took a bite of the osmanthus cake and smiled.

The sky was still dark, the rain was lighter, and the hail was falling more and more fiercely, and it was getting tighter and heavier.

"Sister Wang, look at this hail is getting tighter and tighter, you can't go in front, and you can't retreat in the back. How is this good? ”

They all followed the advice of Mrs. Squire, rested in this pavilion, ate tea, tasted snacks, and listened to gossip.

Seeing that the hail had been falling for so long and had not stopped, I was in a hurry.

"Wait a little longer, I have already instructed Xiao Si to go back to report the news first, and it is estimated that the people from the house who came to pick us up are also about to arrive. Sisters, wait a little longer. Wang didn't have the heart to gossip, and stood up, his face was calm, but he was anxious.

It's all at this point, and Xiao Si should also arrive.

The hail kept going, and her original mind about watching Ran Fu's jokes was much lighter, and she was only worried that she was trapped in this wilderness.

At this time, Ran Changle had no carriage or horse, and only relied on light skills to gallop for half an hour.

She stood in front of the treetops and looked out, but still did not see the carriage, and the white pavement disappeared into the darkness like a ribbon of brocade.

The cloak was soaked, and so was the undergarment. The hail and the rain smashed on his face, leaving it down his cheeks, and his eyes ached.

She twisted her sleeves and wiped her eyes.

She can tolerate these, no matter how painful it is, she can bear it, the only thing that worries her a little is the wound in her leg, which is faintly stiff and numb, and not as flexible as usual.

She knew that the stiffness and numbness would only get heavier, and that her grandmother's carriage was still out of reach.

She didn't have time to rest, and she couldn't rest.

Lifting his breath and biting the pressure, Ran Changle stepped on the branch and leaped again.

After flying for another distance, a carriage vaguely appeared in front of him, and Ran Changle was about to increase his speed a little more.

Glancing at the trees in front of her, her eyes were too open from the hail, and she was soaking in pain from the rain. I didn't notice that the tree had withered, and the branches were full of insect eyes, and the insect eyes were full of Xiaoice hail.

She stepped on it, ready to borrow strength, but who knew that the branch clicked and broke, her feet fell into the air, and she stepped on the branches below, and she never thought that her feet slipped again, pulling another injured leg, tearing pain, and she was stiff and couldn't count half of her strength.

Ran Changle fell heavily from the tree like this.

Unconscious.