The fourth aunt was suddenly a little flustered, slapped away Qinghua's hand, and clenched her cuffs: "It's been healed a long time ago, a little injury is worth making a fuss." ”

Qinghua "hissed" and let go of his hand aggrievedly, obviously being slapped. muttered quietly: "Obviously there was so much blood that day"

Leng Qinghuan looked at her, her eyes flashed: "Qinghua is so sensible and considerate, the fourth aunt is really blessed." ”

Under the gaze of the fourth aunt, she felt that there was nothing to hide, as if all the secrets had been seen through by her. He lowered his head more and more, and his hands and feet were at a loss.

"Qinghua can be disliked by the eldest lady, which is her blessing. In the past, the concubine was too confused, I can't live with you, thanks to the eldest lady, regardless of your previous suspicions, you even made this trip. ”

Leng Qinghuan remembered what the troupe owner said: "It's all insignificant little things, it's the fourth aunt you put in your heart and take it too seriously." There are some things that should be forgotten and let go when they should be put down. ”

No matter what Leng Qinghuan's original intention was, in the ears of the fourth aunt, it was meaningful, and she was shocked.

"Thank you, Miss, for your enlightenment."

Leng Qinghuan asked as if unintentionally: "The fourth aunt has served Aunt Jin for so many years, Qingjiao should be close to you, right?" ”

The fourth aunt remembered what she overheard, the conversation between Leng Qinghuan and Murong Qi, and she didn't dare to look up.

"It's not close, at most it's just that you treat me as a slave."

Leng Qinghuan smiled slightly: "This child is difficult to discipline, if the fourth aunt is free, she will put more effort into him." Expecting Qinglang to discipline him seems to be a bit unreliable. ”

The speaker was unintentional, the listener was intentional, and the fourth aunt's hand clutching the cuff was a little tight: "How can I have this qualification?" ”

Leng Qinghuan stroked Qinghua's head: "The fourth sister was well raised by you, intelligent, kind, and filial." ”

"You've won a prize." She was a little nervous and carefully spoken.

Leng Qinghuan looked clear: "Since you're fine, then I'll go to my father." ”

She walked to the door, turned around again, and said very seriously: "If you are really scratched by a cat, you must be careful, sometimes, you may be infected." ”

It was another pun, and the fourth aunt was panicked, her eyes wandered, and she didn't dare to look at her.

"It's okay, it's already fine."

Leng Qinghuan smiled and left.

The fourth aunt sat down in a chair, panting heavily, drenched in sweat.

Qinghua approached her a little timidly: "Auntie, why don't you let your eldest sister treat you?" Big sister people are very nice. ”

The fourth aunt had mixed feelings in her heart for a while, facing her daughter, she didn't know how to explain. She rubbed Qinghua's head: "You like your big sister very much?" ”

Qinghua nodded firmly: "Among the three sisters, the eldest sister is the best for me." The second and third sisters both looked down on me. ”

The fourth aunt smiled bitterly, it turned out that she was not as good as a child. Who is good and who is bad, the child's eyes are the purest and can see clearly.

She said softly: "Then you will be good to your big sister in the future." ”

Qinghua smiled, his face full of carefreeness: "Of course, it is best for my aunt." ”

The fourth aunt's eyes couldn't help but reddened a little: "Auntie is tired and wants to rest for a while, you can go out and play." ”

Qinghua has always been well-behaved, went out obediently, and helped her close the door considerately.

The fourth aunt sat in a daze for a while, and she was keenly aware that Leng Qinghuan had become suspicious of her. The words of the right talent are mysterious, and they are all testing themselves.

Leng Qingjiao is just a child, how many secrets can he keep? Sooner or later, the truth will be revealed, right?

If Leng Qingjiao is not the young master of this prime minister's mansion, and he is not the aunt of this prime minister's mansion, at this time, I am afraid that he has been sent to prison and tortured.

The only thing that I can't worry about is my two daughters. Qing painting is okay, born in the Prime Minister's Mansion, Leng Qinghe is also generous, even if he doesn't have himself, he can also grow up safely. What about his other daughter? If she didn't have her own help, would the family still treat her well? What about the temperament of the person you want to marry?

She got up and wiped her tears, took out her jewelry box, opened the lock with the key, counted the gold and silver inside, carefully divided it into two parts, took out one of them, and put it in another small box. Then he went straight to the deserted courtyard.

Leng Qinglang lives in the same place where she lived before she got married, and she is leisurely peeling pumpkin seeds on the couch.

After Zhao's mother bowed, she walked in and saluted Leng Qinglang.

Leng Qinglang didn't lift his eyelids: "I heard that Leng Qinghuan is here again?" I also made a special trip to you, so I guess I was suspicious of you, right? ”

The fourth aunt shook her head: "No, it was the girl who painted Qinghua, who thought I was uncomfortable and took her over on her own initiative." After saying a few words, he left. ”

Leng Qinglang snorted disdainfully and raised his face: "What, have you cried?" ”

The fourth aunt let out a low "um".

"Staying alone, thinking wildly, thinking about my eldest daughter, I can't rest assured."

The fourth aunt rubbed the box in her arms, slowly opened it, and pushed it in front of Leng Qinglang: "This is a little dowry that I saved for my children." Second Miss, you see, when will I be able to see her and give her these additional makeup, so that after she gets married, she will have plenty of money and will not be difficult in her mother-in-law's house. ”

Leng Qinglang glanced at her box and sat up straight in an instant.

The box was full of real money, and there was a lot of money. She's been a little tight lately, and when she sees these full pieces of jewelry, her heart is a little sour.

"Don't you think it's too presumptuous for her to know you? It's better to leave it to me, and I'll send it over when I get back. ”

"Over the years, my wife has sent me a lot of monthly silver, so I don't have much savings, which is almost half of my belongings. I thought, see her with my own eyes. I hadn't even seen what she looked like, and I thought so badly. Just look at this time, and there will be no more to do in the future. lest she be dragged down by me, and her reputation may not be good. ”

"Just one look, not going to recognize each other?"

"I don't recognize it." The fourth aunt lowered her head and bit her lower lip tightly: "I've thought about it again, it's better for me to stay away from her." Therefore, this glance is a break. Please also ask the second lady to complete. ”

Leng Qinglang glanced at the jewelry in her arms, turned her eyes, and thought about it: "It's not impossible, your eldest daughter and I have also seen her twice with my aunt, Ming'er, in the name of sending makeup, ask her to come over, and when the time comes, you can sit and watch on the side, just say a few words."

But you have to remember to keep your emotions under control, and don't let her see any clues and become suspicious. Also, I'm afraid these jewels can only be given out in my name. ”

It doesn't hurt. The fourth aunt happily agreed: "As long as you can sit face to face and say two hot words." ”

The two discussed, and the fourth aunt turned around and left, and the excitement of being about to see her own daughter slightly diluted today's sorrow.

Leng Qinglang waited until she left the courtyard, muttered for a while, immediately got up, walked to the table, picked up the brush, wrote down a letter, folded it and put it in an envelope, and called Zhao's mother.

"Send this letter to Shangshu Mansion and give it to my second cousin for him to pass it on. He will understand when he reads. ”

Mother Zhao didn't ask a word, took the letter and did as Leng Qinglang instructed.