Although the Liu family is a woman in the house, she is not stupid, and when the people in the courtyard are arrested, they are all tied up and gagged, and they always have to ask who instructed them behind the scenes, and they will definitely not give them the opportunity to kill themselves.

Those people Liu also interrogated one by one in the morning, and a few of the people who were waiting for them were sentenced and couldn't pry out anything useful, so they were locked up for the time being. Who would have thought that in the afternoon, the guards suddenly saw that something was wrong with these two people, and they were afraid of taking responsibility, so they hurriedly reported to the top, and when Liu rushed over, the two little maids in the mood for love were already dead.

The seven orifices were bleeding, his complexion was black, and his eyes were wide and he looked dead, which showed that he was very painful in his life.

It's not that Liu hasn't seen the scene of a dead person, but he was still a little uncomfortable when he suddenly saw this scene, and hurriedly asked Mama Zeng to invite Wen Ziran over.

Wen Ziran couldn't care about Yang Qinghe, who was still crying heartbreakingly, and walked to the firewood room in the backyard.

The two dead maids were placed in broad daylight like this, and Wen Ziran knew at a glance that they were poisoned to death, but he still checked them, and finally said to Liu: "Buried it, the poison in these two people's bodies is not only today." ”

That is, these two people have already swallowed poison and eaten their stomachs?

Liu frowned when he heard this, and waved his hand: "Throw the mass grave." "My own mother-in-law stepped forward and carried the two little maids away.

Wen Ziran didn't say much, but asked, "Did my aunt ask anything?" ”

Liu shook his head and sneered: "No, if it weren't for the death of these two poisonous hairs, I wouldn't have known that there was something wrong with them." After a pause, she instructed a mother-in-law behind her, "Go and arrest the families of these two maids." ”

The mother-in-law left in response, and Liu asked Wen Ziran again: "How is Qinghe?" ”

"I was still crying when I came."

"Look at her, a good girl's family, the young have experienced ups and downs, and it's not easy." Liu sighed and ignored Wen Ziran, and went to his own business.

When Wen Ziran returned to his own courtyard, Zhilan was boiling medicine under the porch with a small clay stove, and when he saw him walking in with a calm expression, he hurriedly got up and saluted.

Wen Ziran waved his hand: "No need to be polite." He asked again: "Qinghe is okay?" ”

"The young lady fell asleep with the eldest girl."

Wen Ziran deserved a sound, and walked lightly to the house, seeing Yang Qinghe sleeping peacefully with his eyes closed, with faint tears in the corners of his eyes, the villain Wen Yunyi was lying in her arms and sleeping soundly, occasionally smashing her small mouth.

He stood for a while, then retreated again, stood under the porch and sniffed the medicine boxes, and suddenly felt that he longed for life in Suzhou.

When Yang Qinghe woke up, it was already dark, and Wen Yunyi in his arms had already been taken away for a long time, Wen Ziran sat in the candlelight reading a book, and when she woke up, she hurriedly put down the book.

"I haven't eaten for a day, I'm hungry." The tone was soft, as if nothing had happened during the day.

Yang Qinghe lowered her head, a little embarrassed, she was not really stupid, but her temper was coming, and her IQ was also negative, so she was at the mercy of others.

Seeing that she didn't speak, Wen Ziran was not annoyed, stood up and went outside, Yang Qinghe was angry, and opened his mouth: "Eh".

"I'll get you something to eat." Wen Ziran turned around and smiled softly at her, with tenderness between his eyebrows and eyes.

After a while, Wen Ziran came in with a food box, which contained a bowl of bistem porridge and a bowl of medicine warm on the stove.

"Eat something to warm your stomach first, and then drink medicine later." As he spoke, he kept in his hands, Wen Ziran took out the bijiao porridge with neat movements, stirred it twice with a spoon, and felt that the temperature was almost there, and then handed it to Yang Qinghe.

Yang Qinghe stretched out his hand to take it, ate the porridge in the bowl in small sips, and obediently drank the medicine, which was bitter and sour, and she frowned.

Wen Ziran didn't break it, and after she drank the medicine and waited to rinse her mouth, she put the bowls and spoons back into the food box.

Seeing that he was about to go out, Yang Qinghe couldn't hold back in the end, and called in a low voice: "Brother Ziran"

The voice was soft and aggrieved, with a somewhat nasal voice, Wen Ziran, who had already lifted the curtain, sighed softly, walked back again, put the food box on the table, and sat down in front of her.

"Do you know what's wrong?"

Yang Qinghe's eyes suddenly turned red: "You can't blame me for everything." As he spoke, tears flowed: "In the end, it was the mother who gave birth to me and raised me, how can I bear it?"

Wen Ziran couldn't help her, sighed helplessly, took her into his arms and wiped the tears on his cheeks: "It's all the husband's inconsiderate thinking, don't blame you, it's all the husband's fault." He coaxed softly: "Don't cry, you are in confinement, who will take care of Yun Yi in the future if you cry and break your eyes." ”

Speaking of Wen Yunyi, Yang Qinghe endured it, and finally endured the tears, but the pouting appearance became more and more pitiful.

Wen Ziran couldn't help but sigh again, and said softly: "I don't say it, I'm afraid that your body won't be able to stand it, and you don't want to think about the words that the maid said to you without any intentions?" It's not too young anymore, and it's not a shame to ask a little maid to lead the nose? ”

"I" Yang Qinghe was about to refute, but Wen Ziran said in a somewhat nasal voice: "What if something happens to me and call me Tongyunyi?"

Yang Qinghe closed his mouth, buried his face in his wide chest, and couldn't speak for half a sound.

Wen Ziran hugged her quietly like this, neither of them spoke, and Yang Qinghe, who had been listening for a long time, said in a voice: "I'm sorry, I won't do this again next time." ”

"Hmm." Wen Ziran responded softly, lowered his head and kissed her on the forehead: "Knowing mistakes can be regarded as a good child." ”

Yang Qinghe blushed, wanting to say that he was not a child, but when he thought of his own behavior, he didn't dare to make a sound.

"Good birth and confinement, take care of your body, and when the time comes, I will take you to kowtow to your mother's grave." Wen Ziran's gentle voice came from above his head, and he chattered: "Although my mother was slightly painful when she died, it was a relief, and I no longer had to be controlled by others to do things against my will." ”

"It's just a pity that she couldn't see Yun Yi's birth, but when Yun Yi is older, we can also take Yun Yi to kowtow to her, so that her old man can see what her granddaughter looks like."

"My mother is not an old man." Yang Qinghe, who nested in Wen Ziran's arms like a cat, couldn't help but retort.

Wen Ziran chuckled lowly, and said, "Yes, yes, she is not old."

Yang Qinghe nodded, feeling that what he said was wrong, but he felt that there was nothing wrong.

When Yang Qinghe was out of confinement, Wen Ziran really took her to kowtow to the grave of the eldest princess of Yuhe.

After a month's time, Yang Qinghe almost digested the death of her mother, but when she really got to the grave, she couldn't hold back her tears. Looking at the Yang Zhao family engraved on the tombstone, I felt a lot of feelings, thinking that Yu and the eldest princess had lived for most of their lives, but after their deaths, they couldn't even enter the ancestral grave, and they were buried here alone.

She has been proud for a lifetime, and she has been strong for a lifetime, and no one would have imagined that it would end up like this.

Yang Qinghe knelt in front of her grave, kowtowed respectfully three times, and choked up: "Mother, you are a grandmother, your granddaughter is called Wen Yunyi, she looks sturdy, white and fat, and she is pleasing." ”

Wen Ziran knelt on the side and quietly burned the paper money, and did not disturb the two talking.

Yang Qinghe said again: "Yunyi, this child, is also very caring, she never makes trouble with her daughter, and she is very well-behaved." As she spoke, she couldn't help crying again: "Mother, you say, isn't she like a daughter?" ”

Thinking of the old days when Yu and the eldest princess pointed at themselves and scolded themselves for being naughty, Yang Qinghe couldn't help but laugh again: "My daughter thinks she must not be like me, you say that I am a leather monkey"

The spring breeze blew through the willow tops, with a little chill and a light rain, Yang Qinghe didn't know how long he knelt down, she said that her mouth was dry, and her hair was wet, looking at the tombstone for a long time, she laughed out loud, and reluctantly touched the inscription on the tombstone: "Mother, I'm leaving, my daughter will come to see you next time." ”

As he spoke, he kowtowed respectfully three times, and then Wen Ziran helped him into the carriage.

With a whip down, the horse's hooves were raised high, Yang Qinghe lifted the curtain and looked at the lonely grave and walked away, until he couldn't see it, he put down the curtain, and said to Wen Ziran a little sullenly: "Brother Ziran, when Yunyi grows up, let's go back to Suzhou." ”

"Okay." Wen Ziran took out a towel from the cage on the carriage and carefully wiped the rain from her hair, and responded without hesitation.

He never liked life in Kyoto, even though his relatives were here.

As soon as the day passed in February, the spring flowers would bloom and the sun would shine in March, Mu Mingshu took care of the palace affairs on this day, and ushered in Su Ruolan, who had not had much news, to hand over a sign to the palace.

"Let her enter the palace tomorrow." Mu Mingshu instructed the female officer standing next to him, and the female officer left in response.

When Zhao Yiheng came over for dinner at night, Mu Mingshu took the time to tell Su Ruolan about handing the sign to the palace, and he took a cup of tea with a faint expression: "If she has your eyes, she can call more people into the palace to talk." He added: "It's a good girl, but it's a pity that she has been delayed for so many years." ”

Mu Mingshu looked at the scene, and said with a smile: "Your Majesty, I heard that those imperial histories handed you excerpts again to enrich your harem?" ”

Zhao Yiheng "poofed", spit out all the tea that had been drunk in his mouth, and the robe embroidered with Tuanlong on his body was wet.

Mu Mingshu didn't take out a handkerchief to wipe it for him, only dragged his chin and said: "The concubines remember that many girls from the ministers of the court and the central government have reached marriageable age, and many girls and concubines have seen them. She said and sighed: "The flowers and moons are really good-looking, tender and tender, they are simply rare beauties."