"Jingwan, that sixth aunt is here, right?" Mrs. Zhao looked at me, and it turned out that she had just woken up and heard movement outside.

However, probably because she is too haggard now, so she didn't go out and was too busy with the sixth aunt.

"Hmm." I nodded and walked over to the edge of the bed.

Mrs. Zhao raised her head slightly and looked at me: "Xiaowan, is my mother much older?" ”

"No, not at all, my mother is still as beautiful as before." I said without hesitation.

Mrs. Zhao listened, but showed a wry smile.

The grief in those eyes could not be concealed.

"Xiaowan, can you stay in Jincheng and accompany your mother more?" Mrs. Zhao's tone was pleading.

"Okay." I said, holding Mrs. Zhao's hand.

And the maid also sent the decoction in, I personally fed Mrs. Zhao to drink the decoction, Mrs. Zhao looked at me, very cooperative, and also asked me to be in her room tonight, with her to sleep.

I asked the maid to take care of Kangning, while I stayed and lay down next to Mrs. Zhao.

Mrs. Zhao looked at me, raised her hand and gently patted me on the shoulder, trying to lull me to sleep.

It's a subtle feeling, and it reminds me of a long, long time ago, when my mother used to lull me to sleep like this when I was a child.

"Xiaowan, my mother heard that Mu Qiye favored the new Aunt Luo, and also held a banquet for her, and welcomed the woman into the house in a beautiful manner." Mrs. Zhao's eyes were calm, and her voice was very low.

I didn't expect that Mrs. Zhao actually knew everything about what happened in Youzhou.

"Mother, you?" I looked sideways at Mrs. Zhao.

"If you don't want people to know, unless you don't do it, what Mu Qiye did really makes my mother feel cold, even if he is not the murderer of your brother, but he doesn't love you, and in another ten or twenty years, you will become as sad as your mother, why do you have to live this life?" Mrs. Zhao is from the past, and now she is extremely sad to see me "repeating the mistakes of the past".

I leaned my head sideways on Mrs. Zhao's shoulder, and said softly, "Mother, sleep, now your body is important." ”

"Well, you've been on the road for days, too." She stroked my hair.

I smelled the scent of Mrs. Zhao's body, which was like the smell of my mother's body, and soon fell asleep peacefully.

Because of the rush of the previous days, on the second day, I slept until noon, and when I woke up, I found that it was already noon, so I quickly got up.

And Mrs. Zhao, who was sleeping next to me, was gone, and when I got up, the maid outside the door seemed to hear the movement, and came in with hot water to wash me.

"Where's my mother?" I asked as I walked over to the copper basin and washed up my mind.

"I've sent the young master to a funeral." The maid replied.

"What? The coffin has been sent out? I stared at me in astonishment, Mrs. Zhao didn't call me about this.

"Miss, this pregnant person can't be funeral, this is the rule, the old people used to say that the funeral of pregnant women will startle the child, so Mrs. specially told you to rest here." After the maid finished speaking, she asked the people outside the door to bring in some early food.

Looking at the breakfast at the table, I sighed, I had no appetite, but I still drank some porridge, and then went to the house where Kangning lived to find Kangning.

The fat monk was already in the house, but naturally he appeared as a fat sister-in-law.

I withdrew from all the maids and stayed alone with the fat monk and Kangning.

Seeing that I had a serious face, Corning sat beside me obediently and did not make any noise.

"Master?" The fat monk looked at me, hesitated for a long time, and still called me.

I looked at the fat monk: "When did you become such a spittering person?" ”

"Ning'er, you ask those sisters at the door to take you to eat osmanthus cake, the master will talk to your mother for a while, and you will come back as soon as you finish eating." The fat monk said to Kangning.

Corning listened, nodded obediently, and then walked out the door.

The fat monk watched Kang Ning close the door before he said to me, "Master, I want to take Ning'er back to the demon capital first." ”

"What?" I looked at the fat monk in amazement.

No matter how I persuaded this fat monk before, he didn't listen, why did he suddenly change his mind now and want to return to the demon capital?

"Master, didn't you also want me to take Ning'er back before? These days, I have also figured out that the world is indeed not suitable for us. When the fat monk said this, he didn't dare to look directly at me, and his eyes kept avoiding me.

"Miaokong, have you counted anything?" I looked at him.

He must have calculated something that would make such a sudden decision.

The fat monk hesitated for a moment and nodded at me: "Master, are you sure you won't "go" with us?" ”

"Well, I'll be here with Xuan Ling." I said firmly.

When the fat monk heard this, he frowned his stubby eyebrows, looked at me and said, "Master, actually, have you thought about it carefully, he is not Longjun now, he has no memory with you, and he is just an ordinary ordinary person." ”

"I said that no matter what he becomes, I love him, although he has no memory, but he is Long Xuanling." I said to the fat monk firmly.

After hearing this, the fat monk let out a long sigh.

"Master, this calamity may hurt a lot, and besides, it's not people who hurt, it's hearts." The fat monk said, raised his hand and pressed his chest: "If this heart is hurt, it is not an ordinary injury, and it needs to be repaired for a long time." ”

"I won't end well with him, will it?" I asked again tentatively.

The fat monk's lips trembled, noncommittal, and he didn't dare to be very sure about that expression.

"Actually, after Yan Shizi sent away his master, he left me to advise, he said, the world does not know its fate, and it may be more free to live." After speaking, the fat monk paused: "However, master, I advise you to leave with us." ”

"Ning'er is naughty, take care of her on the way to Beiming." I directly diverted the words, and in my heart, I had already made a decision.

The fat monk looked at me for a long time, stood up, and nodded at me.

He said that he would take Kangning away in a while, and asked me not to send it, otherwise Kangning would definitely notice something, and the fat monk didn't want to make Kangning sad.

"Okay." I promise.

The fat monk arched his hand at me, turned around and went out of the house, and I immediately followed, stood outside the corridor, and lowered my head to look downstairs.

It didn't take long for me to see the fat monk holding Kangning's hand, and the shadows of one big and one small walking towards the main entrance of the mansion.

As if sensing something, Corning turned his head and glanced upstairs.

happened to see me, so he waved at me happily and shouted: "Mother, Ning'er will buy you a sugar gourd!" ”

"Good! Listen to Master. I waved at Corning.

Kang Ning nodded and left with the fat monk.

Looking at her back, my hand gently touched my stomach, and now he is the only one who accompanies me.