"Don't panic, there's a grandmother." She beckoned to the little girl, even if the sky is falling, the old woman can also hold it for you.

Pei Xibao was stunned, she was accustomed to this sentence since she was a child, but now it touched her heart, when she was in prison, her grandmother's daughter was scattered and she couldn't see the last face, and she died depressed on the sickbed, Pei Xibao couldn't help but grasp the sleeves of the old ancestor, and the old lady thought that she was extremely sad about the gossip of the female dependents in this room.

"The doctor said that although Sheng'er was seriously injured, he saved his life, you all go back to the garden, don't add to the miasma here, and leave a few maids to take care of it and wait for the follow-up." The old ancestor gave an order, and the women did not dare to squeak out.

Pei Xibao looked at his father behind the screen: "Grandmother, I want to stay and take care of my father." ”

"This clumsy vine garden is very dirty," the old lady wanted to persuade but saw the sparkling persistence in the little girl's eyes, and her heart softened, "Yuechan, take care of Miss Bao." ”

Yuechan nodded hurriedly yes.

Pei Xibao rarely has time to get along with Pei Sheng, she used to be pampered and arrogant, and always felt that her father loved small livestock more than herself, crying, beating and scolding, but unexpectedly, her father's condition suddenly deteriorated half a month after falling from the horse.

"Yuechan," Pei Xibao stared at Pei Sheng motionless on the bed with his chin for half an hour, and finally said the first sentence, "Didn't I use to recruit cats and dogs all day long, didn't learn and didn't know how to do it, and lived a muddy and confused life." She just suddenly remembered that when she was a child, her father knelt on the ground and pretended to be a big horse carrying her, and she was a little distressed and sad.

"Scare?" Yuechan was startled and almost knocked over the freshly brewed hot tea in her hand, Miss's analysis was too accurate, "Where, how can there be!" ”

Since the young lady woke up, it seemed that she had changed people.

Pei Xibao sighed, the patient on the bed had been babbling with a high fever and muttering inarticulately, and the bloody wounds on her calves and knees were constantly oozing blood despite being bandaged, she was not a filial daughter in her previous life, and in this life, she just wanted to live up to it.

"Miss Bao, the old lady allows you to stay, but don't be tired of yourself." It was pitch black outside, and Yuechan lit two more candles.

Pei Xibao nodded, stood up, and dusted off the hem of the floral skirt.

"Come with me." She beckoned, and the small paper umbrella held the master and servant and stood in front of the Yonglu Hall.

"What is Miss doing here?" Yonglu is a Dharma hall, and there are only three gray stone walls for the wall to ponder, and this place is specially used to punish the subordinates.

The faint candlelight is enough to reflect the figure.

It was Yanqi, kneeling in the garden during the day and kneeling in the Dharma hall at night.

Pei Xibao motioned to Yuechan to silence, after Pei Sheng died in the previous life, Yanqi was kicked out of the house, and there was still Pei Xibao's "credit" here, until she became the princess of Jingnan and entered Beijing to face the saint before she saw the young man again, no, the man's back was as hard as jade and lined with a gold-embroidered dark and silent robe, and his eyebrows and eyes were cold and unruly that had never changed.

Under one man, above ten thousand.

Soon after, the rebellion of King Jingnan caused the Pei family to be defiled, exiled, confiscated, and killed.

Pei Xibao couldn't help pinching the stinging pain in the palm of her fingertips, she would never allow this past to happen again.

However, when she saw the young man's back, she still couldn't help but feel weak, she always felt that Yan Qi's ruthless knife in the prison many years later must be because of her young mistreatment.