On the night of the stars and moon, there was no one in the sky. The people in the Tang Mansion were asleep, and a black figure quietly entered the mansion. Dodge and dodge like invisibility, shuttling through the Tang Mansion Pavilion. The car was familiar with the detour, and hurried into a house. When the dark shadow enters the house, it lights up the faint lamp. The small and simple room was instantly illuminated by a faint light. The man in black who had entered the room sat down at the lamp table. A woman's white hand stretched out from her sleeve, and the black turban was slowly removed. Under the dim light, an ordinary woman's face appeared. The eyes were full of sweat beads, and the frightened eyes were infinitely magnified by the light, and there was a trace of horror in this night.

The woman under the light in this room is Mrs. Tang's personal maid. She froze for a long time, and then she seemed to be relieved. Reach out and pull out a paper bag from your bosom. With trembling hands, he opened the paper packet. In the eyes, the light brown powder in the paper bag is as fine as sand. She stared at the powder, and her eyes didn't move. After a long time, she trembled her hands again and wrapped the paper bag tightly. After the paper bag was put in his arms, he slowly stood up, moved slowly to the bed, and lay down without unwrapping his clothes. The eyes that stared at Banhua seemed to have lost their soul.

In the middle of the night, the wind suddenly rose. The whistling wind seemed to be coming on a rainy day. When I woke up the next day, it was dark and gray, and there was a slight drizzle. The Tang Mansion was shrouded in a rainy day, and everything seemed extremely lonely.

Mrs. Tang's personal maid behaved exceptionally on this day, and made an exception to wait for Mrs. Tang. Instead, she stayed in her small room, and she didn't eat breakfast or comb her hair and wash her face. The whole person seems to be in a trance, as if there is something troublesome. Time passed little by little, and it was the usual noon time. The maid walked out of the house slowly, and the dragging steps went to the back kitchen.

If the back kitchen of the Tang Mansion is huge, the kitchen is busy. A few cooks were sweating profusely and were preparing for lunch for the people in the house. When a cook was busy, he glanced at the maid who had entered the back kitchen. Seeing her haggard appearance, her face was slightly pale. He first stood still, and then looked stunned. He only asked, "Hey, you didn't rest last night, okay?" Why is the complexion too bad? ”

After Mrs. Tang's maid came in, she just put the umbrella on the ground and in the corner. Listening to the cook's question, I couldn't help but stand there and look at him in a daze. She unconsciously reached out and touched her face, looking at one place with a dodgy look. He only said to the left, "Madame's lunch can be prepared?" ”

The cook wiped the sweat from his face and glanced at the array of stoves. He replied to her, "Madame's is ready." Only Miss Li'er made a bowl of nourishing soup in the afternoon. There are also people in the house who have not yet come out. "The cooks know Mrs. Tang's temperament, if there is a slackness, I am afraid that there will be no good fruit to eat. She prepares her first, and then prepares others. This practice has been established for a long time, and everyone in the house knows it.

"You're here early today, but luckily I'm a little more diligent. It's been prepared for Madame early, you just have to take it and go. When the cook saw her stunned, he boasted proudly. Xu prepared everything in advance, and he was also very happy in his heart.

When the maid heard this, her eyes were fixed on the stove. There was a hint of imperceptibility in her eyes. Pretending to be casual, he asked the cook, "Where is Miss Li'er's nourishing soup?" Don't let it cool... It's not good to deal with it when it's cold. ”

"How dare you let it cool outside. Warm it in a steamer. The cook smiled, glanced at the corner, bowed his mouth to the other side, and replied, "It's in that steamer." ”

The maid followed his line of sight, and the steamer in the corner of the wall was steaming, and a trace of white heat rose...... She fixed her gaze for a moment, and only said to the cook, "You can go and leave me alone." I'll take a break and give my wife lunch. ”

When the cook heard this, he went with the others. The maid looked at the kitchen, dangling a few cooks. She began to move her feet, looking around. But the line of sight was clear, and he kept staring at the steamer in the corner. As she approached the place, she looked at the cooks with a wary look. The cooks were working on their jobs, and no one paid attention to her.

The maid clenched her teeth, took a deep breath, she quickly opened the steamer, and what she was holding in her hand spilled into the soup bowl in an instant. She stirred the wooden chopsticks a few more times, and the brown thing blended with the color of the soup. Everything was done flawlessly without a trace.

When she had done everything, she looked at the cooks. Still no one noticed anything unusual, and they only focused on what they were doing. She struggled to compose herself and moved to the nearby stove. Pick up the large plate for Mrs. Natang. Silently turned and walked out of the kitchen.

"Don't forget your umbrella! It's raining outside. Behind him came the shouts of the cook. When the maid heard the shout behind her, she was only shocked in her heart. The tray in his hand shook a little, and he carefully stabilized the tray again. She didn't turn her head back, and her feet didn't stop throwing a sentence, "Put it here first." Come back and get it again. ”

The way she fled at the speed of light, fortunately, only she knew it. The cook stood still and stared at the back left in his sight. There was still a drizzle outside, the wind was blowing the leaves and swaying, the ground outside the eaves was wet, and there was a sense of relief in the Tang Mansion.

In Song Lian's boudoir, it was quiet. She was leaning back on the head of the bed, flicking the yarn boringly. This rainy and gloomy day is inexplicably a little boring. I can't figure it out myself, and my heart is in a mess. The scene of that night came back to my mind. The appearance of the mysterious man that night made her haunt her. stroked his injured shoulder, and his heart was still difficult to let go...... Jumping thoughts, Fan Yin's shadow reappeared......

"Miss." The half-covered door, accompanied by the voice of Sang Niang, gently opened. Looking up, Sang Niang, as in the past, entered with the noon. Song Lian slowly got up and walked towards the table to sit down. Sang Niang carefully put down the tray. Standing on one side and said to Song Lian, "Miss, there is a nourishing soup today." You haven't rested well these days, and you're just making up for it. ”

Song Lian looked at the tray, there were several large and small bowls. Open them one by one and look at them, and the delicacies are visible. All kinds of dishes are matched with meat and vegetables, the bowl of brown nourishing soup, wolfberries floating on the soup, red dates... Just looking at the color, it makes people taste great.

"Sang Niang bothered." Song Lian said in her mouth, picking up the soup bowl with one hand, she blew lightly with her mouth a few times, and tasted it carefully. said to Sang Niang on the side, "The taste is good." It's just that the taste is slightly different from what I've tasted in the past. ”

"Maybe the cooks have improved it again. The taste will be different. Hearing her words, Sang Niang guessed and said to Song Lian, "If the taste remains the same, I'm afraid I'll get tired of eating." ”

After hearing this, Song Lian nodded lightly and said, "Sang Niang is reasonable. After she finished speaking, she picked up the nourishing soup and savored it carefully. When a bowl of soup is in the stomach, it seems that you don't want to eat it anymore. She only frowned and said, "I drank this soup, but the food was tasteless." After a while, she felt lethargic. Walked to the side of the bed in a daze and went to bed with the help of Sang Niang. His eyes were slightly closed, and he was unconscious.