In the corridor, the maids who followed Mama Mu bowed their heads one by one, and their steps were neat.

Nanqiang jumped out of the pavilion, his red robe raised, and Nan Weaving frowned. On the side, Ling said, "Miss, let's go back to the Splendid Courtyard." ”

Nan Zhi saw Mu Mama jump up lightly from the ground, grabbed Nan Qiang's shirt, and dragged Nan Qiang down.

Nan Zhi lowered his eyes: "It's time to go back, go back and get some plasters that invigorate blood and dispel blood stasis." Nanzhi's voice is extremely soft and beautiful, like a spring breeze, which makes people feel a little calm.

Nanqiang saw that Liang Bo was rushing here, and fluttered vigorously: "Old Liangtou! Ah, from the side, Lao Liang! ”

Mama Mu contemptuously: "Third Miss, even if the county lord comes, it won't save you." Persuade the young lady to settle down, save some effort, and be punished later. ”

Liang Bo pounced all the way, and when he came to him, he was still kind and kind, and just put his hands on it: "Third Miss, what kind of mistake has you made?" ”

Mama Mu glanced at her coldly: "I don't need to tell you if I make any mistakes, I also act according to the rules, and you don't come to the mud!" ”

Mama Mu was holding the noisy Nanqiang in one hand, and the maids standing next to her followed in two rows, left and right.

Nanqiang looked back at Uncle Liang without giving up, and Uncle Liang also followed him all the way to the side room behind the ancestral hall.

"Hang the third lady for me! Punishment and fasting From now on, the third miss will be punished for fasting for one day, without my orders, no one can send food to the third lady, and no one can drink! ”

After Mama Mu finished speaking, the maid behind her tied Nanqiang's limbs to Chang Aya, and the maid holding the scroll opened the scroll one after another and hung it around.

Nanqiang was hung on the beam of the house, looking at this portrait are some literary masters, who are clearly kind and kind, but in Nanqiang's eyes, they are very unpleasant. The portrait of Zhong Shu was facing Nanqiang.

The person in the portrait is not likable, and Mama Mu, who has not followed, is unpleasant.

"How can my grandmother be willing to treat me like this, it must be behind my grandmother's back, and the yang is against the yin!"

"Today's punishment of Miss Three is indeed an old man's own opinion. If the third lady is not satisfied, she can go to the princess to complain now. Mama Mu's cold complexion that has not changed for thousands of years, and Nanqiang is even more angry when she sees it.

"Good for you, Mu Qianxue! What kind of ability do you have to hang Miss Ben here, there is a kind of if you let me down, I will go to my grandmother to sue you! ”

"The old body doesn't have that ability, if the third lady has the ability, she can come down by herself. The third lady wants to make a fuss, even if she makes enough fuss, if she wants to scold the old body, she is not afraid of polluting the ears of the ancestors of the Nan family and disturbing the purity of the ancestors of the Nan family, she can also open her throat and scold. ”

Nanqiang saw that Mama Mu left her words and left: "Hang Miss Ben here, if Miss Ben has three long and two short, look at grandmother, the mother concubine will not peel your skin and draw your tendons!" ”

Mama Mu led people out of the door, and when she saw Uncle Liang standing at the door, her face changed: "If you dare to play insect carving skills under my nose." Mama Mu's eyes were fierce: "I will not spare you." ”

Liang Bohan nodded with a smile, and said continuously: "Don't dare, naturally don't dare to ......"

Uncle Liang turned around and left, listening to Nanqiang's hissing voice calling out to himself, his footsteps paused, Mama Mu glanced back at Uncle Liang, and Uncle Liang left quickly.

At night, Nanqiang was hung for a day, his limbs were sore, his mouth was dry, he couldn't scold, and he felt scarlet in his heart thousands of times. Finally, I sincerely prayed to the ancestors next door to appear and let her escape from this broken place.

Waiting for the third watch in the middle of the night, it was quiet outside, and sometimes the bamboo forest rustled in the forest garden came out.

"What a broken bamboo and a broken peach blossom!"

There was a gurgling sound in my stomach, I got up too late this morning, and I just ate a few bites in order to catch up with Mr. Yan's class.

The mandarin duck balls of this double happy building, the meat buns of Nanpu, the crystal elbow of Beicun, the fish soup porridge full of guests, the stewed meat of Miaocuige, and the soup dumplings of the four seasons of spring......

The more Nanqiang thought about it, the hungrier he became, looking at the portraits around him, and sighed in disgust.

There was a creak outside the door, and a dead wood branch came in through the crack in the door, and Nanqiang squinted his eyes and looked at it carefully.

The wooden branch was stuck, revealing a crack in the door, and then a slight metallic sound was heard, Nanqiang's eyes were bright, and the voice was slightly surprised:

"Sister?"

Nanqiang couldn't hear movement for a long time, and the night wind blew in through the crack in the door, and Nanqiang's eyebrows slowly frowned.

Nan Qiang's tone was suspicious: "Third sister? ”

Seeing that there was still no movement outside the door, Nan Qiang's voice slowly became unconfident: "Bai Zhi? ”

Nan Qiang didn't believe that Bai Zhi could have the courage to save her under Mama Mu's nose at this time.

In the end, there was no movement, Nanqiang instead sighed, sure enough, Bai Zhi is as timid as a mouse, she can only talk about it, and the dead girl who thinks about it doesn't have the courage and ability, and she really hurts her in vain on weekdays.

After a long time, there was another sound outside the door, and Nanqiang said softly: "Which righteous strong man is outside?" ”

The door was pushed open, and a sneaky figure slipped in, and Nanqiang saw the figure clearly by the moonlight.

"Old Liang Tou?!" Nanqiang was slightly surprised.

Liang Bo raised his head, smiled innocently, grinned, and couldn't see his two big teeth clearly in the dark night.

Liang Bo loves to laugh, Nanqiang dislikes Liang Bo's laughter, because every time Liang Bo laughs, the big teeth are particularly eye-catching, Nanqiang always glares at Liang Bo and says: "Old Liangtou, don't laugh!" It's ugly to laugh at! ”

The more Nanqiang was like this, the more Liang Bo stroked his beard and smiled very happily.

Nanqiang snorted coldly: "Old Liangtou, I didn't expect you to be so face-saving." You have to ask Miss Ben to praise you for being a righteous man before you want to come in. ”

Liang Bo just opened the door, suddenly turned around and picked up the lost identity card, came back and delayed for a while.

Hearing Nanqiang's words, Liang Bo looked confused.

"Lao Liang, I brought food for Miss, Miss has been hanging for a day, she must be hungry." Liang Bo opened the food box, and Nanqiang sniffed it, it was not made by the chef of the palace, nor was it the dishes of the four major restaurants in the southeast, southeast, northwest and northwest of Huainan.

"Lao Liang, you let me down first." Nanqiang's face was full of excitement.

Liang Bo stood up: "It's okay to let the third miss go, but the third miss can't harm me." I risked being slashed to bring food to the third lady, and if the third lady ran away from the ground, the princess would blame her......"

Nanqiang hurriedly interrupted: "Okay, okay, I promise you, don't run." ”

After a moment, Liang Bo jumped up and untied the long silk, and Nanqiang loosened his bones.

picked up the chopsticks, picked up the dish and stuffed it into his mouth: "This dish, the cooking skills are not good, so you can only fill your stomach." ”

Everyone in the palace knows that Nanqiang is tricky, and if you want to discuss whether a dish is delicious or not, she tasted it and nodded to be considered delicious.

Liang Bo sat in the distance and smiled: "Slightly better than Miss San." ”

The palace also knows where Nanqiang has tasted a special dish, and when he comes back, he always has to cook it himself and try it. Every time I messed up the kitchen, the pots and pans had to be broken, and the dishes were either mushy or burnt, and I had to chase others to taste the taste.

Nanqiang glanced at Uncle Liang angrily, full of food and drink, and when Nanqiang rested for half an hour, the gong sounded on the fourth watch, and Uncle Liang wanted to hang Nanqiang again.