"Second son, what's wrong? Are there any injuries? The scholar Bai Jiang hurriedly followed.

"It's fine."

"Bleeding!" Bai Jiang wiped Xiao Mochen on the one hand, and said to Ye Jianfeng on the other, "Ye Gongzi, look at the good things you have done!" Go back and talk to the third lady! ”

"Yo ho...... Bai Jiang, I warn you, don't mess around," Ye Jianfeng raised his sword, "My sister must have to pick my skin if you want to know." ”

"Don't look at who is messing around......" Bai Jiang whispered.

Han Chengxu asked the maids Chaoyun and Silver Candle to dismantle the chess pieces and tea sets, and put the wine and food on the table.

"Come on! Come! All the fires are eliminated, life is in the world, less care is more joy! ”

Han Seung-wook raised his glass elegantly.

"Brother Xiaofan, in this league, can the lineup of the 'Tao Ran Team' be adjusted?" Ye Jianfeng asked.

"No."

Silence is the norm for Xiao Gongzi these days.

At this time, he does not participate in any topics, and is only responsible for two things:

One is decadent collapse; The second is to drink in a muffled voice.

"Brother...... Brother ...... "There is a female voice coming from the Ningxiang Pavilion in the north of the pond......

As soon as the words fell, everyone saw a woman in red, holding a book and rushing to the bridge......

The person who came was Han Chengxu's sister Han Fengjiao.

Han Fengjiao has a small body, a good face, and a simple and cheerful personality.

Xiaofan said to Han Fengjiao: "You, little girl, what's the matter, don't see if there are any guests." ”

"I've known each other early, so the two sons don't care." Han Fengjiao pouted.

"Miss Han is right." Yang Muzhe arched his hand and said, "The people of our Orange Country who practice chess are not informal. Otherwise, there would be no mixed leagues. ”

"It's better to be Brother Wenbo!"

"What's wrong with what?" Ye Jianfeng raised his eyebrows.

"You're not as good as Brother Wenbo. See what this is? Want to see it? Want to see it? I won't show you! ”

Han Fengjiao shook the book in her hand towards Ye Jianfeng.

Unexpectedly, Ye Jianfeng grabbed it in an instant with lightning speed:

"My son wants to take a look...... "The Purpose of the Orange"! Mei Ruo...... Cloud...... Book. ”

Ye Jianfeng's voice suddenly became smaller.

"Show me."

Xiao Mochen, who had borrowed wine for a long time to relieve his sorrows, suddenly spoke.

Xiao Mochen stared at the word "Mei Ruoyun" and was stunned for a long time......

He put down his book and picked up his glass again......

[Fifteen years ago, the swing of Xiaofu Garden in the West District.

Five-year-old Xiao Mochen swings independently, tears flowing.

"Han'er doesn't cry, there's an aunt here."

I don't know when, the young and beautiful Mei Ruoyun stood quietly behind Mo Chen and stroked Xiao Mo Chen's head.

Mei Ruoyun's hand was very light, very soft, and gentle.

"Auntie, Mother Li said that my mother will never come back, where did she go?"

"A place where there is no pain."

"Auntie, one day will you be like my mother and leave suddenly?"

"Han'er, people will always leave, but my aunt promised you that she would accompany you as long as possible." 】

Under the same swing, eighteen-year-old Liu Hanyan also wandered alone, but, without tears-

With a light tap on the tip of his toes, he closed his eyes and let his delicate body swing in an arc on the swing......

[One month ago, Liufu, Juzhongtu District:

"Even though the world is difficult, if there is a trace of warmth, it is worth waiting for."

"If you promise to be a mother, you must live."

The flickering candlelight reflected Mei Ruoyun's face.

……

What kind of face is that? How beautiful...... Beautiful and kind......

How much tolerance and warmth does a person have to have such a kind face......]

The passing years have diluted the memory of the mother-in-law, but the mother-in-law's face is strangely close......

[A few days to the Xiao Mansion in Juzhongjin District:

It's a different story.

……

"The sky has eyes, the Liu family has finally suffered retribution this time, but why do you want to leave her such a bane."

"Look at her, she's obviously a sinner, just like no one else."

"The Liu family should see one and kill the other, and the second son is really, if he doesn't kill her with his own hands, why should he save her."

"Guarding the family of the husband and the enemy every day, can the third lady not be troubled? The third lady is so kind that she will take her in! ”

"Second brother, why did you save her, have you forgotten how my father and mother died? Second brother, I hate you! ”】

All kinds of cold words hit like a tide......

Death? Oh, what a joke! She's so afraid of pain, death should be painful, right? ……

"Girl, I'm looking for you. It's time for dinner in the hall. "Shuying has been looking for it all the way.

Shuying, who is the same age as Hanyan, is very gentle and kind, but since her thoughtful etiquette, Hanyan still feels a little alienated.

The two of them left the garden and walked slowly along a bluestone path.

And the lotus pond, along the small bridge through the north of the pond Hanqiu Pavilion, the pond in the forgetting of the vulgar pavilion, the south of the pond to smell the fragrance pavilion.

Out of the incense pavilion, walk along the corridor for hundreds of steps, and you will arrive at the customs hall.

Under the banner of "Lay Hall" is a couplet of official letters.

Its words are soft and rigid, the gods are wonderful, the weight is light, and the retraction is free. Heavy but not rigid, bold but not frivolous.

"It was written by the second son." Shuying is quite proud.

Xiao Mochen, the skin that fascinates all beings, with outstanding talent, is too icing on the cake, right?

Smoke couldn't help but pause for a moment.

Smoke walked into the hall, the hall was very quiet, and everyone's eyes were as hostile as before.

"Since Miss Liu is here, let's serve the food."

The speaker was tepid and not mixed with any emotion.

The speaker is none other than the head of Xiao Mansion, Xiao Ran's third wife, Ye Jianfeng's eldest sister, a woman who is only twenty-four years old - Ye Jishan.

Ye has been a child, with a face that makes Tao Shay and Xingrang:

The face is clear, the skin is fair, the figure is slender, and the eyes are very charming.

The personality is slightly majestic in the restrained, and the demeanor is luxurious in the gentleness.

Its scorching brilliance can successfully attract the attention of others, even in the midst of a crowded crowd.

After saluting with a cigarette, he sat down at a vacant seat nearby.

The girl beside her moved to the side in disgust.

Xiao Yachen, the daughter of Xiao Ran and his second wife You Chunting, is Xiao Mochen's half-sister, only twelve years old.

Next to Yachen is Yachen's brother-in-law, Xiao Yichen.

The chair that Ye had lowered had been empty for a few days.

"When will the second brother come back, Aunt Shan?" The speaker is Lu Zhilan.

"I've had enough, I'll come back if I figure it out." Ye Jishan said lightly.

Lu Zhilan, the daughter of Mei Ruoyun's second sister Mei Ruoxue, and Xiao Mochen's cousin. She has lived in Xiao Mansion since she was a child.

"Aunt Shan, the league is about to start, do we need to prepare for the 'Dream Team'?" Xiao Yachen asked.

"Yachen, Zhilan, let's dismantle more chess with your third brother these days, Menghan is in a bad mood, you have to be considerate of him."

"I have to practice too? You play the fourth station, Sister Zhilan plays the fifth station, nothing does anything to me!"

"Tomorrow is full of uncertainties, and no one can guarantee that accidents will happen. Be prepared. ”

"Okay, then Aunt Shan can teach Yachen more!"