The red-sleeved villa, which lacks its hostess, suddenly becomes a lot more deserted.

Hua Yue's injuries had already healed most of the time, and he was a little stunned at the moment sitting under the pavilion where Ling Jiantong used to sit.

Zijin didn't know when he walked up with the decoction, lightly, for fear of disturbing Hua Yue, but when the decoction was put down, Hua Yue still retracted her thoughts.

"Master, Miss Ruyi left Xue'er with Nanxi and Wei Rui in the South Island and returned to Tianyuan Country by boat, and is now in Situ Qianchen's Zhenguo Mansion."

Hua Yue drank half a bowl of decoction, and suddenly felt unusually bitter, it stands to reason that after drinking the medicine for more than a year, he is afraid that he is used to it no matter how bitter it is, but today, he feels that it is difficult to swallow.

He guessed right after all.

Ling Jiantong will return to the Tianyuan Kingdom, she wants to take revenge on him, avenge Yunyi and the villagers of Xiaoshan Village, she can only rely on Situ Qianchen's strength.

What he feared happened anyway.

"Master, I think it's better to tell Miss Ruyi the truth."

"Do you tell her that I am Mu Jinghong, or do you tell her that Yunyi and the villagers of Xiaoshan Village were not killed by me, but Situ Qianchen's trickery?"

Zijin lowered his gaze, and he was also in trouble for a while.

Hua Yue didn't tell her that Mu Tong was Situ Qianchen, but Ling Jiantong didn't believe it at all, now Ling Jiantong was blindfolded by hatred, no matter how much Hua Yue said, Ling Jiantong might not be able to listen to a word.

"Master, this is a pain for you."

Hua Yue's fingers slid over the edge of the bowl, and her eyes gradually deepened: "Zijin, it seems that our plan is going to be carried out a little faster, I'm afraid that Situ Qianchen can't help but make a move." ”

Zijin suddenly remembered something, and he hadn't told Hua Yue yet: "Master, I forgot to tell you, tomorrow is the birthday of Zhang Meng, the eldest prince of Fuguo Mansion, and Situ Qianchen will also participate, so we ......"

"Zhang Meng sent an invitation?"

Zijin took it out of his sleeve and handed it to Hua Yue, Hua Yue took it, looked at it and replied indifferently: "Since people have invited us, if we don't go, won't we lose face for the general of the auxiliary country." ”

Zhang Yan, the general of the auxiliary state, when Mu Luo was still the prince, tried his best to support Mu Luo, and provided a lot of military support to Mu Luo, Mu Luo successfully forced the palace to take the throne, half of which was Zhang Yan's credit, but unfortunately, he is now old and sick, I am afraid that there are not many days left, he has such a son Zhang Meng under his knees, and the power of the auxiliary army will fall into his hands sooner or later, and all the forces in the court have no time to slap him up, and want to climb with him.

Zhang Meng will be twenty years old tomorrow, but he hasn't married a wife yet, this is a busy high-ranking official and rich businessman with a thousand gold, Mu Luo is not as old as Zhang Meng, and his daughters are only seven or eight years old, Mu Luo really can't wait to be born a few years early, so that he may be able to climb with Zhang Meng to get married, and the relationship can be stronger.

Of course, such a fragrant gluttony was naturally targeted by Situ Qianchen and Hua Yue at the same time.

Ling Jiantong walked to the gate of Fengguo Mansion, since Yun Yi died, she hasn't gone further, I wonder if Ling Zhishuang is okay?

Ling Jiantong stepped forward, and the old servant Boqing was tidying up the yard, and when he saw Ling Jiantong coming, he put down the broom and greeted him.

Boqing's eyes are getting more and more serious, if the distance is far away, he can't see people clearly, he took a closer look, isn't this Huayue's wife Su Ruyi?

Bo Qing's face changed immediately, Yun Yi's tragic death and Hua Yue could not escape, Ling Zhishuang's condition became more and more serious after Yun Yi's death, and now he didn't even know him, an old servant, Bo Qing sacrificed his life several times to sue Hua Yue, but Hua Yue's high position was not something that he could shake as a grass man at all, several times, Bo Qing didn't know how many boards he was beaten, but now he still didn't give up.

Hua Yue once came to the door to explain, but Bo Qing drove him out with a broom.

Now that Ling Jiantong has come to the door in person, if Boqing hadn't seen her look similar to the previous lady, he would not have shown mercy to his subordinates.

"Let's go, you go quickly, we don't welcome you in Fengguofu." Bo Qing waved his hand to drive Ling Jiantong out.

"I'm Ling Jiantong, I'm back."

Bo Qing was stunned, and looked Ling Jiantong up and down in disbelief, she looked too similar to Huayue's wife, Bo Qing still couldn't believe it for a while: "Don't use the guise of my young lady to deceive me, an old man, I have bad eyes, but I haven't reached the level of blindness, you go, you can't go, if you don't go, if you don't go, I'll bombard you out!" ”

"I was kidnapped by Hongyan since I was a child, fortunately, my life was sold to Lingfu by my wet nurse, and I became the eldest lady of the Ling family, there is a red mole behind my ear, my father and mother recognized me by virtue of this, Fengguo Mansion has an adopted daughter who used to have a father's mother, named Gong Chuyue, I didn't deal with her, and added a lot of trouble to my father's mother, and then I fell in love with Mu Jinghong, and I was going to get married, but I was taken away by Gong Chuyue with a horizontal knife, I could only be forced to marry Situ Qianchen, the day I got married, I rushed to save Mu Jinghong, but was killed by a traitor and fell off the cliff...... ”

Ling Jiantong spoke word by word, Bo Qing was stunned when he heard it, if it wasn't really Ling Jiantong, how could he know so detailed?

"You...... Are you really the eldest lady? ”

Ling Jian's eyes were red, and he nodded desperately.

The broom in Boqing's hand suddenly fell to the ground, and he knelt in front of Ling Jiantong with a plop, and the old tears were rampant: "Miss, you are back, when you fell off the cliff, many people said that you died, but the general and the lady did not believe it, and never gave up looking for you, now it's okay, you are finally back, and the lady finally has something to rely on." ”

Ling Jiantong helped Boqing up, and under his leadership, he walked into the house, the room was a little cold, but it was not seen for more than ten days, Ling Zhishuang lost weight again, her old hands embroidered clothes with stitches and threads, this shirt looks like it is for three or four-year-old children.

Ling Jiantong walked to her side and slowly knelt in front of her: "Mother, I'm back." ”

Ling Zhishuang was very old, and Ling Jiantong, who saw it, felt sad and painful in his heart, and tears fell down in big drops.

Ling Zhishuang didn't pay attention to Ling Jiantong, and continued to sew the clothes in his hand, muttering while sewing: "It's going to be winter soon, I have to sew two sets of clothes for Jiantong, the child can't get sick, once sick, it's not easy to get better." ”

"Mother, I'm just cutting my pupils, I'm back, look at me." Ling Jiantong's voice was crying, holding Ling Zhishuang's hand, and pleading with all his might.

Ling Zhishuang's expression changed, and she stood up suddenly, she thought she heard something, and immediately ran to the side of the bed, picked up the brocade quilt, learned to slap the baby's movements, and coaxed: "Don't cry by cutting your pupils, don't cry by cutting your pupils, my mother is here, cut my pupils and smile, okay?" ”

Ling Jian's pupil was there, as if he had already cried into a tearful person.

She suddenly felt so remorseful, before she refused to open her mouth to call Yun Yi and Ling Zhishuang a father and mother for the sake of face and self-esteem, but now, she wants to scream, wants to shout, Yun Yi is no longer there, and Ling Zhishuang has become like this.

Boqing sighed lightly: "I have seen a doctor to treat my wife, but the doctors all said that it is useless for my wife to drink medicine for this illness, and I am afraid that I will have to live like this crazy in the future." ”

Ling Jiantong stared at Ling Zhishuang's happy face holding the brocade quilt and smiling, and his heart suddenly felt like a knife.

A woman who used to be so gentle has now become an old woman with gray hair.

In the past, Ling Jiantong liked to eat the osmanthus cake she made the most, but now, she no longer has this blessing to taste.

It's really a trick to make people.

"Miss, the doctor also said that you can't cause any more irritation to Madame, so if you want Madame to recognize you, I'm afraid you have to take your time."

Ling Jiantong nodded, but felt very uncomfortable.

She returned to Zhenguo Mansion a little late, and Situ Qianchen was already standing in the courtyard with a pale face, not knowing how many hours she had been waiting for.

Ling Jiantong walked in despair, until she saw him, her eyes suddenly returned to clarity, she suddenly remembered that she had agreed with Situ Qianchen to come back in the evening, but as the darkness had darkened today, she was two hours late.

"What did you do?" Situ Qianchen asked coldly.

"I'll go to Fengguofu and see my mother."

Situ Qianchen lowered his eyes and looked at Ling Jiantong with an indifferent face, obviously she was late, why did she still look like she should be? It's annoyed to look at it.

Situ Qianchen sneered: "I think you didn't just go to see Ling Zhishuang, you won't go to the Red Sleeve Villa to sit on the way back, right?" ”

Ling Jiantong twisted his eyebrows and glared at him: "What do you mean by this?" It's my fault that I came back late, but I'm different from that Huayue, how could I go to him? ”

"Whether you go or not, you know best in your own heart."

Ling Jiantong was too lazy to compete with this nervous man, she walked straight forward, but was grabbed by Situ Qianchen's wrist: "I see that you are overjoyed to see the old man, have you forgotten what I told you tonight?" ”

Ling Jiantong looked at him sideways: "What's the matter?" ”

Situ Qianchen threw a bag of things into Ling Jiantong's arms: "The Seven Star Cabinet never raises waste people, hurry up and enter the house, change this clothes, I will wait for you in the hall." ”

With that, he turned and walked away.

Ling Jiantong looked down at the tightly wrapped gray baggage, walked to his room with a little hesitation, opened the baggage and took out the clothes to see, I'll go, where is this what a normal woman wears?!

This dress is as light as tulle, and a little transparent, in Ling Jiantong's impression, this is obviously worn by the Qinglou woman to recruit customers, right?

Situ Qianchen: What is this playing?

Although Ling Jiantong was a little puzzled and angry, she still put it on, standing in front of the bronze mirror, she didn't dare to look at herself, this is too thunderous, right?