Xia He was afraid that people would recognize him, so he deliberately went to get an old cloak to wear, the cloak was dark, and he thought it was an old woman from a distance.

She quietly came out of the corner gate of the Zhenguo Mansion and hurriedly went to the Mo Mansion.

When she arrived outside the Demo Mansion, she told the porter that she was a maid in the Zhenguo Mansion, and wanted to stuff the porter with silver, but she didn't think about it, but she was rejected by the porter.

"Girl doesn't have to be like this, I'll tell you, you can wait here for a while."

With that, the porter hurried to report it.

Xia He had to sigh, no wonder even the grandfather of their family, who had always been unruly, was afraid of this Mo Shangshu for three points, and his command was so strict.

The concierge and Mo forgot to report that Song was next to him, and when she heard that it was the maid of the Zhenguo Mansion, it was a big mess, and there was no disdain for the smug when she told the informant.

"Mo Shangshu, you can save me, this ...... This...... They must have known about sending someone to arrest me......"

Mo Forget smiled and comforted her, and asked people to take her down to sit for a while, and then asked the porter to bring someone over.

Xia He arrived in the living room, knowing the difference in identity, and after the salute, he stood aside with his head hanging down and in an orderly manner, but thinking about the rumors, he couldn't help but look up at his waist slightly.

I saw that he was dressed in black, with the same color around his waist, but he was tied to a fine white silk cloth under the belt, as if he was tied to a funeral at home.

In fact, there are many rumors in the market, saying that Mo Shangshu Xu is not a wife, but he has a strong life, and he is a lonely star, and he has killed all the people in his family, which has made him single for many years.

And his habit of tying a white silk cloth around his waist as long as he doesn't go to court or attend the banquet is probably for his family to wear filial piety, which can be regarded as comforting himself.

Xia He didn't know whether these rumors were or not, but she only knew that no matter whether men and women reached this age, there would always be many strange words, and she had heard that Mo Shangshu did not marry because of broken sleeves.

However, except for his dark red court clothes, all his clothes on weekdays are black, without exception, but no one guesses what this is.

No matter what the facts were, she only knew that this person was not easy to mess with, and that she had come here for a purpose.

"Mo Shangshu, this is what my wife asked the slave to bring to you."

Xia He took out the wooden box hidden in the cloak, bent down slightly, and sent it forward with both hands holding the long wooden box.

"Madame said, you can only see the things in it alone, because it is a relic of your mother, I hope you will take it back to the slave and maid after reading it, and please give me an accurate word."

Don't forget to cast his eyes on the long wooden box, stretched out his hand to pick up the tea on the side, and said casually: "Your wife is a well-known miracle doctor, I provoked the doctor, and I still feel a little worried in my heart." ”

Although Xia He looks calm on weekdays, he is in the back house, and now in the face of this character who can stir up the wind and rain in the court without changing color, he is not nervous or afraid.

As if he couldn't see Xia He's timidity, Mo Forget took a sip of tea and put the teacup on the table, then smiled unhurriedly: "I'll just say it casually, give it to me." ”

Xia He breathed a sigh of relief slightly, and in a panic, he presented the thing to Mo Wang's hand, which seemed to be a rare recklessness.

Even if he wanted to see it alone, he didn't open the long wooden box in the hall, and brought things to the study in order to show solemnity, but he never neglected Xia He, and before leaving, he specially told his mother in the house to be hospitable, but it was really comprehensive.

Xia He had never seen a young maid in this mansion all the way, and he couldn't help but feel like he was tickling in his heart, so he inquired about his mother on the same side.

The mother was also easy to talk to, and said with a smile: "We adults don't like that there are young women in the house. ”

Saying that, her voice lowered a little lower: "The girl is also staying in the back house, there is no housewife at home, and I should know that some people will not be serious, I don't know the weight, and there will always be some thoughts that I don't have." ”

"Besides, the adults in our family are also good-looking, this is less than forty years old, it looks like they are in their early thirties, except for the scar on the chin, they look good, and they have been told a lot of relatives, but my family is iron-hearted...... Hard-hearted......"

"Iron-hearted......"

Xia He's heart trembled and he slammed his mouth.

She suddenly realized that she had crossed the rules, and after thanking the old mother, she hurriedly lowered her head and took a sip of tea, but the people next to her didn't ask any more questions, just waited quietly.

Don't forget to hold the long wooden box with both hands, and suddenly remembered the song "Sauvignon Blanc" played by Qi Ruo, and remembered Qi Ruo's familiar eyebrows, for some reason, his heart became more and more anxious.

He couldn't tell how he felt when he took the long wooden box, as if his unknown past was about to be revealed, and he didn't know what to do.

He has not experienced this kind of emotion for many years, since the day he was raided and forced to be separated from his beloved, he is no longer afraid of losing, in the final analysis, it is just a death, he is alone, what is there to fear of death?

Don't forget to laugh at yourself, it's really barefoot and doesn't wear shoes.

He arrived at the study, placed the long wooden box on the table, and threw himself weakly into his chair.

After a while, he finally moved.

He carefully opened the long wooden box slowly, as if he was afraid of alarming something inside, but when he opened it completely, there were only two paintings lying quietly inside.

The paper is a little old, as if it has gone through many years, and it seems to have gone through many twists and turns, and the edges are a little damaged, but you can still see the owner's love for this painting.

He was a little puzzled, and with some hesitation, in the end he reached out and picked up a painting scroll on the face and opened it gently, the first thing he saw was a hair ornament, simple and generous, and then looked down at a delicate and bright woman, with a gentle atmosphere.

Before he could react, the tears in his eyes hit the painting first.

In a hurry, he hurriedly wiped away the tears that had fallen on the painting with his sleeve, and then held the painting tightly in his arms.

Choked up with tears.

The person on this painting seems to be the person he thinks about day and night, looking for many years, looking for many years, but he only dares to depict the person in his mind every night.

He was afraid that others would find out his flaws, and he didn't even dare to describe the thoughts in his heart, so he could only depict them in his mind over and over again, forcing himself to remember them clearly, for fear that he would forget them one day.

That frame of memory, that gentle and bright smile, he can't forget, let alone dare to forget.

Flipping it down, it was really his portrait, the painting she painted for him.

He held both paintings tightly in his arms, and wept silently for a long time before he picked up his mind again, and took out the note at the bottom of the box with trembling hands.

There is nothing written on it, just a birthday and a word.

As soon as the eight characters of this birthday were calculated, he suddenly understood everything, and it turned out to be ...... It turned out that she gave herself a big gift, and she saved a big gift for herself in the many years of her loneliness, so what about her? Where is she?

Don't forget to pouted casually with his sleeves, put the two paintings in a precious place, and hurriedly hugged the long wooden box and went to the hall, which was never in a panic before.

As soon as he entered the room, he pulled Xia He, who was sitting on a chair, and asked, "What about her?" What about your wife's mother? Mother. Did she come to Yuanjing? ”

Xia He didn't expect that Mo Shangshu, who could not change his face even before the collapse of Mount Tai, would be able to lose his temper like this one day, and all this happened after seeing the things in this box.

She replied cautiously: "The slave maid doesn't know, the slave maid has never heard the lady mention it, only knows that Qi Niangzi, the stepmother who treats the lady very well......"

Don't forget to hear this, only to feel that the sky is falling apart, and there is a trance in front of him, and the whole person is about to fall to the ground weakly, but he is quickly supported by Xia Heyan on the side.

"Mo Shangshu, be careful!"

Where can Xia He hold on? had to help the person to the chair and sit, but before she could get up, she was held by Mo Forget's hand again.

"Did your wife ever tell you to bring me a message?"

Xia He glanced at his hand that was held by Mo Wang, and then at his dejected appearance, in the end, he couldn't care about his little daughter's awkwardness, and said comfortingly: "My wife did say that if you ask after reading it, it will be ...... to look at it."

She looked at the two of them who had just judged the two of them, and she was moved in her heart, and her tone became more and more slow, and she was a little unbearable, but she had to complete the things that the lady explained.

"It's also a little uncomfortable, so I asked you, do you remember this old man? Do you remember those old things? I hope you will be merciful in all kinds of feelings. ”

Don't forget that Qi Ruo is more and more sure that she already knows her life experience, but what about her?

"What else?"

Xia He shook his head ruthlessly: "Mrs. Duo didn't say anything, she only told the slave maid to hand over this thing to you with her own hands, and no one can say it, including ......"

Xia He suddenly woke up, he said too much, but looking at Mo Forget's crumbling appearance, he couldn't help but add: "Madame seems to be very sad when she looks at it......

Hearing this, Mo Forget was a little impatient again: "I heard that she has been sick for a long time, is she getting better now?" ”

"Madame is already sick, and she has been worried too much in the past two days, and I am afraid that it will be bad again."

Xia He didn't know why, but he felt that if he said this kind of thing at this moment, he would be more impressed.

Sure enough, as she expected, she could only hear him mutter, "I can't let her worry anymore......"

He said this very quietly, and only Xia He in front of him heard it.

Xia He became more and more puzzled in his heart, who is painted in this painting? was able to change the position of the official secretary in an instant, and there was still a lot of concern for his wife in his words.

Don't forget to lower your eyes for a long time, and then look up and calm down a lot: "I have to bother you to go back and tell your wife, let her rest assured, the stories of the old people are all in my heart, and I dare not forget them for a day." ”

He pulled the long wooden box he had been holding into his arms again, and then spoke in a voice that was a little more hoarse, revealing the vicissitudes of life.

"Keep this old thing with me for a few more days, and you go back and tell your wife, when she is well, I will return it."