Aunt Lin suddenly sneered, as if she had a very disgusted and hateful emotion in her heart, and she suppressed it stubbornly. That kind of coldness from the heart, even Wanying, who was sticking to Aunt Lin's side, also felt a cold and bone-chilling aura.

Wanying was faintly aware that her mother didn't seem to like Mrs. Wu'anhou very much, and even hated her. But on the surface, he pretended to be nothing, and he was in harmony. This group of harmony made the mother respectful to Mrs. Wu'anhou in front of outsiders, and only at this moment in the dead of night did she dare to release it slightly.

The sound of the rain outside the window became more and more compact, hitting the tiled roof of the attic and pouring down, as if it was about to penetrate the roof tiles. There was a torrential rain, and the attic gradually became a little cooler, and the unbearable heat during the day had long since disappeared, and Wanying pulled the thin blanket behind her and covered herself and her mother.

The thin silk blanket is soft and silky, and it is most suitable for cool weather in the morning and evening. The cool air became more and more pressing, and Wanying gradually felt a slight chill in her back. The lantern under the corridor for birthday celebration shines through the blue screen window, and on the ground in the house, four pictures of the four gentlemen of Meilan, bamboo and chrysanthemum are reflected.

Aunt Lin is already in her early years, but she is well maintained on weekdays, and she is only in her early thirties. Wan Ying lay beside Aunt Lin and watched the dim light fold a dark halo on her mother's smooth skin. The halo made my mother's skin more polished. I secretly envy in my heart: God can be regarded as a special partiality for his mother, even if the wind and frost and sword are strictly pressed, he has never left a trace on his mother's face.

Aunt Lin blinked, with slightly tear-stained eyelashes, drawing a beautiful arc in Wanying's heart.

"The courtesy of kings and ministers cannot be neglected, and the courtesy of humility cannot be abolished. The gifts of the world are nothing more than accidents in the world. Aunt Lin's hands under the thin silk quilt began to feel cold, and the bone-chilling coldness deeply shocked Wanying next to her. Wan Ying couldn't help but shudder. Aunt Lin held the silk quilt under Wan Ying, not realizing that when her cold fingertips touched Wan Ying, the coldness hidden in Aunt Lin's heart was noticed by Wan Ying for the first time. On a rainy night in the middle of summer, although the slightest coolness makes people sleep, Wanying is not sleepy at all. Quietly listened to Aunt Lin say leisurely things that she had never said to Wanying.

"What is humility? The strong are respected, and the weak are humbled. Although Marquis Wu'an is only a marquis and a courtier, he is the general who commands the 300,000 forbidden troops in the east and west camps of the capital, and most of the commanders of the world's soldiers and horses come out of his door, and he is deeply relied on by the Queen Mother. His words may be more effective than the emperor's tiger talisman. This is respectful. Although he said that he was respectful, the tone was unusually sharp, which made Wanying a little puzzled for a while.

"But the king of Beiping is the brother and sister of the current emperor, and he is a first-class royal relative."

When Aunt Lin heard Wanying say this, her words changed and became softer, and she said, "Silly boy, you only see the surface." Although the king of Beiping is the prince of the first emperor, but the biological mother Yu concubine was born in a humble background, at first it was just a small palace maid on Tangquan Mountain, the bathhouse, because of the bathing of the first emperor, so Mu Sheng's grace was born, and the king of Beiping was born. As the saying goes: 'The mother is more expensive than the son, and the son is more precious than the mother', before the death of the first emperor, the concubine Yu had died, and the king of Beiping had neither the power of his uncle's family to rely on, nor the biological mother to take care of him, and he lived in the palace without reliance. It's just that the emperor is now on the throne, and the queen mother is the king of the county, and there is no official and a half-job, how can he be noble, this is humble. Even if Mrs. Wu'anhou does not sit at the table today, but she is the only one, how dare Princess Beiping sit down? Aunt Lin said that the world's dignity and humility are wonderful.

"Listening to my mother's words is better than reading for ten years, and the child has been taught." When Wanying saw her mother, the more she talked, the more distracted she became, and she also wanted to make her mother laugh, so she said that she was lying with her hands in her fists and made a gesture to her mother.

Aunt Lin laughed out loud. "What a monkey." The unhappiness just now has also decreased a little.

The sound of the rain outside the window gradually became quieter, and my mother got up and got out of bed: "Go to bed early, my mother will go downstairs to the warm pavilion, so that your father will not have anyone to wait at night." ”

As she spoke, she lit the candlestick with flint, went downstairs, and walked to the door, Wanying suddenly said, "Mother, you seem to hate Wu Anhou very much, don't you?" ”

In the dim room, Aunt Lin's body trembled, and the candlelight in her hand also trembled, leaving a throbbing figure on the dim wall.

It's just that at that moment, Aunt Lin's expression returned to normal, changed to a loving look, and said to Wanying who was lying on the bed: "Qing'er is thinking nonsense again, go to bed early, my mother hates him for doing something, I don't know him." My mother is a little tired today, so Qing'er should rest early. ”

With that, he closed the door. The moonlight gradually faded, there was no light in the room, and after a tiring day, Wanying was completely tired and fell asleep in a daze. Another night without words.