From the time Dong Shengye, Master Jing, and Nan Mo arrived in the hall from the study of the main garden, Yao Xue knew that something was wrong, glanced at Jing Mi, and left under the pretext that he was unwell.

The three of them sat down, and during the banquet, Dong Shengye talked a lot, and finally said to Nan Mo with high interest: "From now on, you girl is an old and decrepit disciple." ”

can be recognized by Dong Shengye, which is such a glorious thing in the eyes of Confucianism in the world. Whether it is Dong Shengye's drunken nonsense or not, ordinary people will definitely be overjoyed and agree again and again.

With yesterday's experience, Nan Mo didn't dare to drink too much wine today, she knew that if she refused, she didn't know what to do, Nan Mo's face was silent for a moment, glanced at Jing Mi, and then looked at Mr. Dong.

Dong Shengye saw it in his eyes, this kid was not arrogant or impatient, and he knew how to be polite, how could he not be very comforted? Dong Shengye stroked his palms and laughed, "Jingmi, this girl, let's get started with you." ”

Jing Mi was moved in her heart, she knew that if it weren't for Nan Mo, Dong Shengye would only regard herself as an object to repay her kindness and be taught. Instead of really treating her as a disciple and teaching her to be a good at.

After drinking, Mr. Jing asked Liu Cheng to send Mr. Dong back, and before leaving, Mr. Jing did not forget to tell Jing Mi and Nan Mo to come to Xuanqing Hall early tomorrow morning to listen carefully.

Jing Mi and Nan Mo said goodbye to Master Jing, and first returned to Jing Mi's Sufang Pavilion.

Sure enough, Yao Xue was taking Qiu Tao with her, and she was so angry that she was waiting outside.

Nan Mo was amused when he saw it, and finally stopped pretending to be a weak and weak willow beauty at this time.

Yao Xue seemed to ignore Nan Mo's sarcasm, looked straight at Jing Mi and said, "It seems that Sister Mi'er is really not afraid, I will shake your illness out." ”

Jing Mi stiffened, and at this time, Nan Mo suddenly held Jing Mi's hand and wanted to give her strength. Jing Mi looked at it, but he was relieved to Shang Nanmo's calm look.

Yao Xue saw that Jing Mi was really not worried, and her face showed pride, "Sister Mi'er, don't worry, even if I want to say it, I won't be really stupid to say it to Uncle Jing in front of the public, lest Jing Mansion have a grudge against me." I'm not that stupid. However, let people reveal the news, and the people in the whole of Hucheng will complain about Xue'er when they know about it. ”

"Miss Yao, don't you know, this disease is quite easy to treat?" Nan Mo suddenly looked up.

His eyes were like mist, and he couldn't see clearly, but his tone was firm, "If you let Nan Mo come to the doctor, you will be able to recuperate in less than a month, and it will be no different from ordinary people." ”

As soon as these words came out, not only Yao Xue Jingmi, but even Yuan'er also changed her expression, Nan Mo can be cured?

"Miss Yao, in terms of medical skills, how can Nan Mo ever deceive people?" Nan Mo's clear voice struck the hearts of everyone at the scene.

Yao Xue's expression became complicated, if Nan Mo cured Jing Mi, but she let people release false news, Master Jing would definitely investigate to the end, instead of covering up the facts.

Yao Xue shook off Xuepa, and left Sufang Pavilion with hatred on her face.

Nan Mo found that Jing Mi actually held her hand tightly, looking nervous, "Nan Mo, what you just said was to send Yao Xue away, or is it true?" ”

Nan Mo smiled and comforted her, "Really, it's just Gong Han." This disease is not an incurable disease, but it is just a matter of recuperation. I'll prescribe a prescription with moxibustion, and it will be fine. ”

Jing Mi breathed a sigh of relief at this time, and looked at Nan Mo's eyes full of gratitude. Suddenly, as if she remembered something, she looked at Nan Mo with doubts, "What do you think of my brother?" ”

The corners of Nan Mo's mouth stiffened, and then he looked at Jing Mi's question, what kind of person is Jing Mohuai?

"Scoundrel, shameless, villain." I don't know which paragraph I recalled, Nan Mo's words came out without thinking about it.

Jing Mi sighed and said quietly: "Married as husband and wife, there is no doubt about love." Do you know what it means for a man to give a woman a hairpin? ”

What does that mean? Nan Mo swallowed his saliva, this Jing Mohuai wouldn't deliberately give her a hairpin to let Yao Xue misunderstand herself, right? But it seems unlikely, after all, she should have gone back to Xiyuan'er directly last night, and the master summoned her to come over today, Yao Xue didn't know at all.

Jing Mi also became worried, "Nan Mo, don't talk about the meaning of this hairpin, but from today, Yao Xue mentioned that my brother gave you a hairpin, which proves that Aunt Hou is not at peace." ”

Nan Mo paused and looked at Jing Mi seriously, "Miss's mother, Aunt Fang and Aunt Hou, have always been incompatible, but you reminded me that Xiyuan'er has an internal ......."

Jing Mi lowered her eyes, her face was quiet and gentle, "I don't care about the dispute between my aunt and my aunt, as long as it doesn't hurt the root of the house." ”

Nan Mo raised his eyes to look at the sky, Jing Mi was a person with a long view, how could he be limited to this inner courtyard? Perhaps the idea she gave Jing Mi with the words of ghosts and gods that day was not unreasonable.

"You seem to have an explanation." On the cashmere plain weave carpet is a brown-red boat-wood chaise longue, on which the man is dressed in purple, the white jade bone fan obliquely supports the chin, and the bone-carved jade-like facial features are tingling with a faint color.

The furnishings in the hall are all lacquered and carved gold, which is extremely luxurious. The purple furnace is dizzy, and the sandalwood is faint.

The man on the seat has a jade belt tassel, peach blossom eyes, and charming, but in the eyes of the people present, they shudder.

"Which family's beauty, you are so bewitched that you even gave away the Mu Tan Order?"

The man on the seat had a pair of rare purple eyes, seductive, and the black-clothed people present did not dare to look directly at this treacherous scene.

"Please, Lord, chastise." The kneeling man in black hung his head, but didn't give him the explanation he wanted.

"Such an important thing, you gave it to a woman, and it almost ruined the good deeds of the pavilion master."

The purple-clothed man on the recliner seemed to be slightly annoyed, his purple pupils were rippling, and the bone fan in his hand slipped from the man's seal hall to his chin on both knees, knocking on the man's angular and resolute jawline.

"The pavilion master is very curious, which beauty can win the favor of our number one killer."

The man's face was ruthless, and the bone fan in his hand changed the angle, and the fan bone was inserted straight into the man's shoulder.

"Say, who is her name, and where is she at the moment?"

Beads of blood oozed from his shoulders, and although the kneeling man in black was dressed in black with the group of people standing, it was obvious that the clothes on his body were more high-end, and unknown totems were secretly embroidered.

The kneeling man in black pursed his lips tightly, and a thin layer of sweat had already grown on his forehead, but he still didn't dare to struggle in the slightest.

A group of black-clothed men standing next to them smelled blood in the air, and their throats were already making swallowing movements.

"Ji Ji, you really think that I won't kill you." The man's purple eyes sank, and his grim tone seemed to linger in the ears of everyone present.

"Lord, Ji Ji doesn't dare."

Sidestep the question! The purple-eyed man suddenly lifted the black cloth on his face, and the strange bloodstain carving under his left eye was immediately revealed. His long armor sank deep, and in an instant, blood seeped out, and the blood color smeared open, and it turned out to be a blood-colored lotus flower.

"You say, if this face is carved with lotus flowers, will Cersei still recognize it?"

The man's calm face finally showed a ripple, "Lord, Mu Tanling's incident is purely accidental, please Lord to condemn the crime, Ji Ji is willing to bear it, but he is still ......young."

"Let's go to the water prison to be tortured, when to think clearly, when to return." The gentle tone, the tired look, as if the water dungeon was a good place.

No, the people who knew the water prison place, and the people in black who had undergone strict training also trembled.

The kneeling man bowed to the man in purple clothes, then straightened his back and retreated.

In the hall, there was suddenly only a group of people in black who were silent.

Murong Yi raised his head, and a trace of doubt flashed in his shining purple eyes, what kind of woman is she? Even if he lifted out Cersei, Ji Ji didn't let go of his mouth for half a minute.

After glancing at it, the row of solemn black-clothed people who looked like they were dead said impatiently: "Go down." ”

The group of men in black suddenly retreated as if they had been pardoned.

Kyoto's most prosperous main street, the backyard of Mutankaku, seems to be small, but it is a winding path.

The stone chamber behind the bamboo forest is very mysterious. It seems to be a good place to cool off in the hot summer, but only the people of Mutan Pavilion know what kind of bloody place it leads to when moving the mechanism.

Water prisons, as the name suggests, use water as a prisoner.

Every half hour, the water in the dungeon will leak out of the four traps, and after a quarter of an hour, it will be refilled. This is not living water, but a pool that has been used over and over again, and the dirty pool is no longer visible in the color of the water.

It is said that many people have suffocated to death after the water rose in the pool, and some people could not withstand the torture and committed suicide by biting their tongues. If it's just for the sake of investigating, you don't have to put people here. And most of what is placed here is for torture.

The sewage will slowly spread up the victim's ankles, then from the calves to the waist, to the neck, and to the skull. If you retreat, you will be a foot, and if you rise, you will be a foot.

Jing Yu was drinking wine when he saw Ji Ji being escorted in.

"Yo, what a rarity." He put the cup down, and the yin and yang weird qi said.

There was no emotion in Ji Ji's expression, just emptiness.

One of the black-clothed men came over and said something to Jing Yao, and Jing Yao smiled and said, "I wore a pipa bone, sent him to the water prison, and gave him an ankle to Master Ben." ”

Jing Yi caressed his heart with palpitations, the last time, the Lord suddenly asked them to fight. A kick in the heart

"Lord Jing, the Lord has not commanded ......"

The man in black hung his head.

"Shut up, I ask you, is it a torture to stay here so well? You can't help but think too highly of Lord Ji. ”

"Yes."

Jing Yu sighed that God has eyes, "It can be regarded as falling into my hands." ”

The chains passed through the pipa bone, and the Ji Ji never cried out in pain, and even the man in black who gave him the torture instrument had a numb scalp.

Jing Yu watched, and suddenly waved away the man in black, ignoring the water dungeon, he went down by himself, and adjusted the chains penetrated by the shoulder Ji Ji to kill the blade. But after a short period of adjustment, he suddenly paused, and such a twitch and pull was tantamount to torture.

Ji Ji's lips were pale and tight, and some beads of sweat flowed from his forehead.

"Master Ji, when you meet old friends, you don't plan to say anything." Jing Yu clamped the man's jaw and raised it sharply.

Ji Ji raised his head, and in his originally empty eyes, an awe-inspiring murderous aura flashed. The sharp eyes seemed to be substantially close to Jing Yao's eyes, and Jing Yao took a step back in surprise by this gaze.

Soon, Ji Ji coughed violently, and the corners of his lips were full of blood, Jing Yi remembered that he was like a frightened bird just now, and said angrily: "Ji Ji! ”

The embarrassed man in the water prison suddenly raised his chin, and the corners of his lips were a little sneering, as if he was laughing at Jing Yao's uselessness.

Jing Yu suddenly laughed, "You don't want to talk to me, I want to talk to you......"

"What are you talking about?" Jing Yu pretended to be puzzled, and suddenly patted her head, "For example, a few days ago, she asked me where her brother went?" What do you think I should tell him? ”

Ji Ji's eyes widened suddenly, and he looked at him in disbelief, "Beast." ”

Jing Yu saw that he was angry, and felt even more amused, "We are both the Lord's dogs, and it is not impossible to take care of Se Se for you." ”

"Jing Yao, don't move." The man spoke, his expression softened a little, but he pleaded for others.

Jing Yu then smiled, pulled the chain of Ji Ji's shoulder blade, pulled closer to himself, and whispered: "Asking for someone, you also have to have a gesture of asking for someone, right?" ”

Ji Ji's expression turned cold when he heard this, and his resolute facial features were angular-edged because he had endured too much pain.

He knelt down so suddenly, not caring about the pull of the chains that penetrated his body.

Because when he knelt down, the chain passed through the ankle and pulled out a section, and the water in this dungeon was already dirty, and there was no blood oozing out at all.

Jing Yi seemed to smell the sweet smell, and looked up to the sky and laughed, "Don't, Lord Ji, Jing can't afford such a big gift from you." ”

He suddenly looked hideous, "Master Ji, you just enjoy it here, the Lord will be in a good mood in a few days, I want to see you, don't become a dead corpse, tsk, it will be too bad." ”

After Jing Yu left, the doors around the water dungeon were closed.

Ji Ji lost too much blood, and the surroundings were pitch black, as if he was the only one left in silence.

For some reason, he suddenly remembered the girl in Hucheng, who was eccentric, but her mind was not bad.

This matter originally couldn't have been involved with her, but why did she have anything to do with Su Ziruan. Is there something hidden or does he really know Su Ziruan.

No matter what the facts were, Ji Ji admitted that he was also selfish and unwilling to tell her for the cabinet master to investigate.

There was not a glimmer of light in the water prison, otherwise, the corners of the lips of the man who had never smiled could be seen.

Hucheng Jingfu, West Garden.

"In a few days, it will be the old lady's birthday, and Aunt Hou will be in labor in more than a month, so you must be more careful in everything."

The Fang clan didn't make a move for so long, Nan Mo didn't think that this was that woman had the capacity to accommodate people, before the poisonous snake bited, it would not be a few times or three bites, but to find an opportunity and hit it with one blow.

As for Yao Xue's methods, the Fang family is also happy to see them come true. But in essence, no matter how many means Yao Xue has, it is only her Nanmo who has tried her best to get rid of her, and it will not have any impact on Aunt Hou.

And the Fang family, the biggest enemy is Aunt Hou, more precisely, the child in her belly.

The Fang clan can allow Aunt Hou to live in this world, but they will never allow her child to be born from this world.

The heavier Aunt Hou's body became, the more Fang's strategy might be implemented soon, Nan Mo did not forget Jing Mi's reminder that day, Xiyuan'er had an internal response.

This internal response must not be arranged by Yao Xue, she didn't have this ability when she first arrived, and it was very likely that she was from the Fang family.

This inference is that Nan Mo did not tell Aunt Chang, telling Aunt Chang is equivalent to telling Aunt Hou that pregnant people should not worry too much. Nan Mo decided not to startle the snake first, but to check it himself.

She privately asked Mingqin about the two new girls, Zicha and Miao'er. Mingqin quietly told her that these two people, Chang Gu, had already checked, their identities were clean, and they were bought from outside, and Cheng Ying was assigned to come to Xiyuan after a simple teaching, and it should not be Fang's people.

Moreover, after these two girls came to Xiyuan, they kept to themselves, Aunt Hou and Aunt Chang were both approachable people, and they had never wronged them.

On weekdays, there is a lot of money to reward, and Xiyuan is not short, she can't think of anything else worthy of their betrayal.

But Nan Mo was still uneasy when she heard it, Mingqin couldn't persuade her, so she led the conversation away, and said with a smile: "In a few days, the old lady will have her birthday, and when the time comes, the stage will be sung, and the girls, mothers-in-law, little maids, and nurses in the house will have a reward, which is not worse than the New Year's Festival." ”

Nan Mo teased her, "It's in the eye of money." But in my heart, I was thinking about when I would go home again and give the money I had saved during this time to Xin Niang.

Mingqin saw that Nan Mo seemed to remember something sad again, her face was sad, and she didn't know what to say to explain, so she had to take out her secret to share.

She told Nan Mo mysteriously, "It's good to sing on this stage, but Nan Mo, you have a good relationship with the people of Beiyuan Zhezixuan, don't mention anything related to the play in front of them." ”

Nan Mo was puzzled, and looked at her suspiciously. When Mingqin saw her come out of her sorrow, she was also heartbroken.

"Hey, you came late, I don't know, and the people in this house don't dare to mention that incident, and I also heard the mother-in-law in the house talk about it after getting drunk."

Mingqin seemed to fall into the memory, and her face became sad.

It was also a winter day, and it was very cold, with heavy snow and snow everywhere.

At that time, in Jingfu, the Fang family was young and beautiful, and the limelight was even more prosperous, as if it was already the style of the master mother.

That night, the cold plum blossomed, and the Fang clan woke up from the dream, not saying that the eldest young master was going to strangle her in the dream. The old man comforted him in every possible way, it was just a dream.

The Fang clan did not relent, and in the middle of the night, she had to ask the eldest young master to apologize to her.

In the face of Fang's unreasonableness, the old man was actually willing. At that time, the young master was only six or seven years old, and he was just a child, and he was just a young Ersheng to take care of him.

In the middle of the night, the young master was summoned to the main garden, but when she saw that the Fang family was already dressed neatly, she pointed at the young master's nose and scolded the evil animal, but the old master didn't even care about it.

The Fang clan scolded all the words that he could get angry, and finally laughed and asked the young master to sing a drama to her to apologize.

At the end of the recall, Mingqin had already cried, "How can the temperament of the eldest young master be at the mercy of Aunt Fang?" In the cold winter, the old man asked, and the young master answered. ”

"Over and over again." The old man became more and more impatient.

"Do you sing or not?"

"Don't sing."

"To sing or not to sing?"

"Don't sing."

That childish child, with a crisp voice, but firm and incredible.

In the end, Aunt Fang ordered someone to control the eldest young master, change the young master into a drama costume, and paint exquisite makeup.

He said that if he didn't sing, he would be pushed into the lake.

No one in the house dared to intercede, after all, there was an old man who was a backer for Aunt Fang.

"And in the end?" Nan Mo asked tremblingly when he heard himself.

Nan Mo's eyes were slightly red, and Mingqin was already in tears.

Mingqin's voice trembled, "In the end, Aunt Fang ordered someone to break the young master's leg alive with a wooden stick and throw it in the snow, saying that as long as he is willing to sing, even one sentence, he will be healed, otherwise, he will be a cripple in the future." ”

Later, Nan Mo also knew Jing Mohuai's final answer.

Yes, Jing Mohuai, who was still a child, lay in the snow all night, I heard that he didn't shed a single tear, and I heard that that night, the plum blossoms were extremely prosperous, extremely gorgeous, very beautiful, and also very beautiful.

Nan Mo suddenly understood that her joke that day asked Jing Mohuai to sing to her, and Su Xin's face changed color in an instant.

At that time, Nan Mo thought that his desire to speak was because he felt that he was presumptuous, and that she was arrogant and did not know how to be inferior.

In that night's dream, Nan Mo suddenly dreamed of the scene of the cold winter wax moon, a child carved in pink, lying in the snow, with cold eyebrows.

Lamei bloomed extremely well overnight, and he accompanied the snow all over the place, smiling extremely arbitrarily.

Nan Mo woke up in the middle of the night and suddenly felt a little sad.