Mingyan stood up, and Ah Fu also came with his clothes pulled.

"Master, Ah Fu had a stomachache and got lost again. Ah, Lin'er, what's wrong? ”

Ah Fu hung his head dejectedly, his expression dejected.

Mingyan explained lightly, "Lin'er fell into the water." ”

"It's not good like this, she must be very cold, but fortunately, the master didn't fall into the water."

Ah Fu lowered his eyes in frustration and worry, and then his round eyes burst out with a little brilliance.

"Grandmother's good child, you haven't been cold, have you?"

Mrs. Ming got the news from the little monk, and hurried over, her temples were white, and she was combing the most auspicious ruyi bun that women who were more than half a hundred years old, and she walked around, and the white gauze coat embroidered with cranes and auspicious clouds was also fluttering.

The little monk said that her little Qing'er had fallen into the water, but when she came, she found that it was not like that.

"The granddaughter is not filial, and Grandmother Lao bothered."

Mingyan lowered his eyes and stood upright in front of Mrs. Ming, half-bent over, her jet-black hair was simply curled up in a tuft, and the rest of her hair was scattered on her shoulders.

"Good boy, Lin'er should fall into the water when she is fated, and you can't control it, right?"

The old lady's eyebrows and eyes were kind, and when she saw her granddaughter's soft and dumb appearance, she had to slow down her tone and be relieved, distressed and depressed, where is the little maid a good person? Is it also worth her to blame?

She said to her abbot Qianque again, "Abbot Lao bothered." ”

"Monks, be merciful, and save a servant girl is what the old man should do."

Qianque said lightly.

After chattering for a while, Mrs. Ming suddenly remembered that there was a maid who was soaking wet.

The old clear eyes swept shrewdly.

Tsk, a foxy girl who looks like a small family, thanks to her granddaughter's compassion to keep this servant.

Let's see what this woman will do in the future.

It's good to lend her to make up for her granddaughter's scheming.

The group slowly dragged people back to the Ming Mansion.

When the curtain fell on this play, Lin'er delayed the best time, so that her body fell ill and coughed all day long.

Calculations in the world are not so easy.

Since she has bad intentions, she should be prepared to end up with both people and money.

However, one report after another, the first calculation was finally calculated back to his own head.

Mingyan was now standing beside Lin'er's bed, and said after sighing.

"Lin'er, don't worry, in a few days, I will ask the second uncle for medicine."

Mingyan bit the word second uncle slightly.

In the past few days, she has noticed that Lin'er often stares out the door with teary eyes in her illness.

Whenever she pushed the door in, Lin'er always had anticipation in her eyes, and after seeing that it was her who stepped into the house, she was as disappointed as a star sinking to the bottom of the sea.

The house is deep, who can Lin'er blatantly expect?

An ambitious person like Lin'er would never look forward to an old housekeeper who is over half a hundred years old and has a scruffy beard, right?

If you rule it out like this, won't there be only Ming Anfeng left?

Lin'er coughed and refused, her pale face suddenly shy, "No, don't bother the general." ”

Mingyan lowered his eyes mockingly.

Look, this is the hypocrisy of women.

obviously can't hide his emotions, he is obviously full of shyness, but he still wants to say that he doesn't need to disturb the general, is he afraid of leaving the impression that the other party is sick and troublesome?

I didn't force the count.

Ming Anfeng has a beautiful wife Yun in his arms, where will he see a little Lin'er?

It's good to have dreams, but don't dream big dreams in the daytime, knowing that it's not feasible and still bumping into it.