Nan Mo's head was groggy, and there was a child's voice with a crisp voice in her ears in the blur, like her youngest brother Nan Qin.

Nan Qin is the precious son of the Nan family, but because Nan Yong wants the child to eat and wear, he is fostered in Nan Mo's aunt's house. When he went back this time, Nan Mo didn't have any memory of the child at all, so he didn't ask about it at all, at this moment, he was in a daze, and he actually remembered a lot of things.

"Hey", the young man passing by tied his hair in a bun, coiled it a few times with a red rope, and embellished a few strands, which was quite festive.

He was a young man of twelve or thirteen, and the edges and corners of his cheeks were not very clear, and he looked a little rounded.

This young man's name is Su Xin, and he was originally serving by the side of the eldest young master, but because he is small and smart, he sometimes works outside with the master's people, and now he returns home with the rent collector.

In the past, no one walked in this kind of secluded and desolate place, but Su Xin was a child, but he didn't expect to meet Nan Mo who was punished for kneeling on this road.

This girl doesn't look much older than him, Su Xin hadn't seen Nan Mo before, he shook his slightly fleshy hand in front of Nan Mo's eyes, but he didn't react when he saw her.

Su Xin looked at the kneeling girl carefully, she was very thin, not very old, her facial features were not to the point of being sharp and angular, but because there was no meat, only sharp was left. The girl closed her eyes and pursed her mouth. The fine droplets of water on her forehead, mixed with the broken leaves on her forehead slapped by the wind, made her look haggard.

The girl's back was so thin that it seemed like a gust of wind could blow it down. Rao was like this, and Su Xin's compassion didn't last long. He thought that Nan Mo was deliberately not talking to him, and Su Xin's curiosity was even stronger.

"Don't pretend to be dead, where are you a girl? How did you get punished to kneel here? Su Xin didn't give up, he didn't know that Nan Mo had been kneeling here for a day and two nights.

Seeing that Nan Mo still didn't answer, Su Xin licked the corners of his mouth, and a hint of teasing rose.

He suddenly jumped behind him from Nan Mo's side and unexpectedly reached out to push.

On the proud little face of the spring breeze, the grape-like eyes are dripping. Su Xin's eyes were closed, but he didn't expect that the imaginary scolding turned into a muffled sound of "dong".

Su Xin was stunned, and when he opened his eyes for a moment, he saw that the person who was kneeling with his eyes closed just now had fallen to the ground.

Su Xin looked at the fingers of his right hand, and his scalp was numb and he bit it to his mouth, "Hiss......", it hurts, this is not a dream.

It's over, he's killed. Su Xin's heart was beating so hard that he was stunned for a long time, but he still leaned over with one foot, lowered his body, stretched out a round finger, and reached the lower end of Nan Mo's nose.

A pair of hands shook and trembled, and he was in the right place, and Su Xin, who was open and closed, breathed a sigh of relief, he was still angry, and he was almost scared to death.

Su Xin, who came out of the fright, was shocked to find that he was in big trouble, and he used his strength to help Nan Mo up from the ground and carry it on his back.

The person on his back was almost frozen into a block of ice.

For today's plan, the only way to do this is to go back to Zhezixuan first, and let your young master take a look first.

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"Back to my aunt's words, the slave maid took a closer look, it was Su Xin of Zhezixuan who took the person away, and that girl was really lucky."

An ordinary-looking girl bowed down and replied to Fang's family. There was incense lit in the room, and Fang was already yawning softly.

"Auntie, before that Su Xin arrives at Jiezixuan, why don't you stop and kill someone?" Xiumin, who was rubbing Fang's legs, spoke.

Fang Shi pondered for a long time, his beautiful eyes revealed a little essence, and he didn't think about what to do with that dead girl, but he just taught her a lesson.

The old lady has some eyeliner there, and she is really going to kill people, but it's hard to say, and it doesn't make the old lady dissatisfied.

"Help me go down and rest, that girl will spare her life for the time being." He raised his hand to cover his nose and yawned again.

"Auntie......" Xiu Min wanted to say something more, but seeing that the Fang clan had already gotten up, she had to swallow all the words that had not been said in her mouth and serve the Fang clan to rest.

Xiumin thought viciously, even if Su Xin's ignorant boy saved Nanmo? It doesn't have to be kicked out.

She remembered that in the past, Xiyuan'er's sleeves were red, and she was bleeding from her head in Zhezixuan, and the eldest young master didn't even look at it, and let the executioner drag her away.

She wanted to see what Nan Mo's cheap hoof was capable of, and let the eldest young master keep her?

"Brother Ersheng......" Su Xin walked into the courtyard with people on his back, and wanted to shout loudly but didn't dare to raise his voice, so he had to look around for Ersheng.

was unprepared, his back was cold, and his ankle was kicked from behind, making Su Xin almost drop Nan Mo on his back.

Su Xin's mouth collapsed, and he didn't turn his head back, "Brother Ersheng, I'm in trouble." ”

Ersheng was a whole head taller than Su Xin, and said expressionlessly: "I think you're going to be in trouble, who allowed you to bring this person back?" ”

Su Xin was not convinced, and placed Nan Mo, who had fainted, next to the tree, and let her back lean against the tree, so that she could stand up.

The childlike crisp tone implied anger, "It must be the femme fatale woman of the Fang clan, in the winter, she actually punished people to kneel, if the snow hadn't disappeared two days ago, I'm afraid this girl would really die." ”

"This girl? I think they're older than you. Ersheng had no choice but to support his forehead.

Su Xin whispered in a scruples: "Do you want to tell the young master about this?" Why don't you go to the young master's room to steal some cold medicine, I will secretly cook it in the dining room, and then feed this girl? ”

Ersheng looked at Su Xin incredulously, his expression suddenly froze, and he immediately returned to his expressionless appearance.

"Okay, Brother Ersheng." Su Xin, the last sound of the word "brother", hadn't thought about how to pull it for a longer time, and the elegant voice behind him sounded.

"Zhezixuan can actually raise a thief?" The slow and leisurely tone is extraordinarily warm and good-sounding, but Er Sheng and Su Xin thought of their grandfather's temperament, and suddenly felt that something was wrong.

The corners of Su Xin's mouth twitched, and when he reacted, he ran over with doglegs, "Young master, it's weirdly cold this day, why did you get out of the house?" "Actually, what he wants to know is how you got out of the house without making a sound.

Ersheng stood respectfully aside.

Jing Mohuai glanced at Su Xin meaningfully, but without answering, Su Xin swallowed his saliva and consciously stood behind Jing Mohuai Nanmu's wheelchair. But he didn't give up, he squeezed his eyebrows at Er Sheng, and motioned for him to open his mouth to intercede with the unconscious Nan Mo.

Jing Mohuai followed the afterglow of Ersheng's hanging head to the woman who slept against the tree. In winter, the trees are not beautiful, the clothes on Nan Mo's body are torn in many places, and his pale and bloodless cheeks are dark and blue.

His eyes flashed slightly, and the man's expression was complicated for a moment, and he was silent, and said, "Carry the person in." ”

"Huh?" Su Xin took a slightly long breath in disbelief, he thought that the young master's next sentence would be 'Throw people out.' ’

However, Ersheng understands Ye's approach today, which seems to be different from the past, after all, Ye has always disliked to owe favors to others.

At the New Year's banquet a few days ago, although the master refused this girl's help, this move seemed ruthless, but in fact it gave her life. Otherwise, the old man will only start faster, and it will not be the turn of these aunts to make things difficult, and this Nan Mo will die.

Nan Mo seemed to have had a long dream, in which she was still child-like, surrounding her grandfather. And her respectful and amiable grandfather carefully explained to her the acupuncture points. Grandpa didn't let her use the human acupuncture model, but tried the law. When Nan Mo was a beginner, he made his grandfather deliberately complain several times, and Nan Mo laughed on the side.

Although she did not have the protection of her parents, she was also very happy under the protection of her grandfather.

The scene changed, and then it was winter, it was very cold, and the cool breeze from the cold sky was howling towards her. And she walked alone on a boundless wilderness. He opened his mouth, but he couldn't shout.

The girl who was sleeping extremely unsteadily on the couch suddenly woke up with a heartbeat.

In the unfamiliar environment, she didn't have time to take a closer look, but she just saw a familiar figure, Jing Mohuai?

Half a step away, on the delicate Nanmu wheelchair, the look of this man who was not good at walking was not pity, let alone giving from above. His face overlapped with light and shadow in the jumping candle flame, and his facial features were indistinguishable.

"How does it feel?" Jing Mohuai looked at the girl who had just woken up from a big dream and was drenched in cold sweat.

Nan Mo didn't answer, just looked at him in a daze. The bed under her was not very comfortable compared to the modern Simmons, but at this moment, it unexpectedly made her feel like she wanted to sink into it and wanted to sleep forever.

The man put down the white porcelain tea cup he was holding with one hand, and the bones of the hand holding the rim were distinct and beautiful.

Seeing that she was awake, he said, "Offended." He bent his palm slightly and gently pressed it against Nan Mo's forehead.

The small stove next to the small table warmed the porridge, gurgling, and steaming with a hot soft and glutinous aroma.

Somehow, for a long time, everything was so unreal, but Nan Mo's suppressed emotions were released at this moment.

Her tears began to run down the corners of her eyes, sliding down like broken threads, and she first whimpered lowly, and then simply covered her face with a brocade quilt and sobbed. It's just that under the cover of the heavy brocade quilt, I can't hear clearly.

"Why are you so stubborn?" The man sighed, as if reproachful, as if helpless. His hand caressed the man who was curled up under the brocade quilt and patted it gently, as if relieved.

Outside the carved door, Su Xin shrunk his neck, "What's wrong with that girl?" ”

Ersheng shook his head.

"She won't think that our young master is slighting her, right?" Su Xin made a bold guess.

Er Sheng saw that he couldn't be idle, "You go to the Hou family's place and tell me that the girl from their garden is here with the eldest young master." ”

Su Xin slandered, why did he just come back, and such an errand fell to him. Dissatisfied is dissatisfied, he still doesn't have the courage to argue with Ersheng.

At this time, Chang Gu relayed Su Xin's words to the Hou family.

Hou Shi thought about it, and felt that the eldest young master would not figure it out at this time, and after thinking about it, he turned to joy.

In her opinion, it is impossible for a person like Jing Mohuai to have any thoughts about Nan Mo, the only possibility is that he is showing favor to himself.

In today's Jing Mansion, the Fang family is the only one, but unfortunately she only has two worthless daughters by her side, if the eldest young master is willing to stand on her side, then her own son will be born in the future, and this situation will definitely be reversed.