This voice sounded very familiar, Nan Mo thought about it, and suddenly Cheng Ying's face appeared in his mind.

"Didn't the master arrange for you to check the accounts?" Nan Mo leaned on the tree and glanced at it.

"There is Su Xin, that kid staring, you can't be wrong." Liu Cheng looked impatient, as if he was dissatisfied with Cheng Ying's questioning at this time.

"You're too relieved about him, after all, he's the person next to the eldest young master, huh?" Cheng Ying still frowned.

"What's the matter, there are still people who I Liu Cheng can't do? It's just a paralyzed person, what kind of storm can it withstand? Liu Chengxiao's eyes shrewdly shone and rubbed a handful of oil on Cheng Ying's waist.

Su Xin? Nan Mo behind the tree couldn't help but be slightly stunned, listening to the meaning of Liu Cheng's words, the little ghost seemed to be doing things for the master.

Nan Mo couldn't help but wonder in her heart, since she first came to Jingfu, she heard from the people in the mansion that Su Xin around the eldest young master had been doing things with the master for most of the year, and she didn't feel anything at that time.

Now it seems that there are doubts everywhere.

First, Master Jing obviously didn't want to see his son, so how could he reuse Su Xin? Second, Su Xin is still young, and he has been entrusted with important business responsibilities many times. It's not ridiculous, it's the honor of the traitor!

It's just that the matter has not been verified, and she has no real certainty, so she can only press the matter first.

Cheng Ying's questioning made Liu Cheng lose his interest, but followed her and said: "I heard that the paralyzed man and the girl in Xiyuan are you who come and go." ”

"What, you have a crush on that girl too?" Cheng Ying's face was slightly gloomy.

"That girl is dry and tasteless, how can she compare to your figure, plump and unrestrained." Liu Cheng moved his hand as he spoke.

Knowing the sound of Suosuo's clothes rubbing, Nan Mo stiffened his head and prepared to leave while people were unprepared, but he didn't pay attention when he came, there were too many dead branches and leaves on the ground.

Although Cheng Ying and Liu Cheng secretly communicate with each other, the people in the house are all Qing'er in their hearts. But when he broke them and his good deeds were discovered, he must not be able to eat and walk around.

Nan Mo's heart was horizontal, and he stepped on those dead leaves and ran away, and sure enough, this sound alarmed Liu Cheng and Cheng Ying. The two of them lost any interest, and Liu Cheng got up with his pants and was about to catch the rabbit cub who listened to the root of the wall.

Liu Cheng was familiar with the terrain of the house, and he was a man, so he quickly followed the sound and chased after him.

This Nan Mo didn't dare to delay at all, and he ran out of breath.

From the bluestone, when crossing a narrow road, he was caught off guard by someone like this, and he entered a corner, which was blocked by an urn, if it weren't for Nan Mo's slender body, he wouldn't have been able to get in at all. The man squeezed her hand and gestured to help her.

When Liu Cheng ran over from here, the two were sure that they were okay, and Nan Mo helped the man move the urn away.

A woman of ordinary appearance and a soft expression came out of it and led her to a nearby house where the servants lived.

Although the facilities of this house are simple, it is extremely clean, and you can see the careful cleaning of the owner.

Nan Mo didn't know her, and she didn't know how to speak for a while.

The woman in sackcloth smiled and said, "I am the lady of the Xu family in the dining room, in fact, I have seen you first." It's just that you were sent to Jingfu at that time, and you were in a coma with a high fever, so naturally you don't remember me. ”

Nan Mo wanted to salute her, but the lady of the Xu family held her, "I can't stand it, I can't stand it." ”

Nan Mo didn't force it, just looked at the courtyard from this house, thinking that the next person still had such good benefits, and had a separate courtyard.

As if knowing what she was thinking, the lady of the Xu family smiled and said, "Our family was originally in this mansion and worked for the master." Two years ago, my family drowned by the river, leaving me alone with nowhere to go, so I had to stay in the dining room to do things. The old man was kind-hearted, but he also confiscated the house. ”

Nan Mo saw that she mentioned it now, although her tone was calm, there was also a faint melancholy between her eyebrows, and she knew that she had touched the sadness of the Xu family's lady, so she changed the topic.

She saw the familiar fragrant flowers in the courtyard outside the window, pointed to the bushes and said, "I thought that the incense would only grow by the water." ”

The lady of the Xu family followed Nan Mo's gaze and looked into the courtyard, and echoed: "It's Xiyin, but it's well cared for, and it's good here." ”

Then she sighed leisurely, "Knotting incense means tying the knot, but this person is gone, how can you stay married forever?" ”

Nan Mo saw that her eyes were moist, and she was afraid that if she stayed any longer, she would accidentally touch the sad things next to the Xu family's lady. He deduced that Aunt Hou of Xiyuan still had something to do, and hurriedly said goodbye to the Xu family.

Nan Mo was just a little strange, on the day of the Shangyuan Festival, on the shore of Qiyue Lake, Jing Mohuai only told her that the incense had the implication of dispelling nightmares and bringing good luck. She didn't intend to mention it, but it made the Xu family lady sad.

In the excerpt Xuan, Su Xin made tea and respectfully served it to Jing Mohuai.

The round eyes were full of pride, "The Hou family's methods are shallow, or was the Fang family found a loophole, so the trick was repeated." Nan Mo's girl doesn't know if she can break it? ”

"You're pretty confident in her." Jing Mohuai took a sip of tea and said casually.

"The prince has already instructed the Hei Xiao army to welcome the master back to Beijing at that time."

Ersheng, who was standing on the side, said coldly.

Jing Mohuai's eyebrow bones were slightly raised, as if he had thought of something, and the corners of his lips were slightly sunburned.

Er Sheng said respectfully: "Even if the prince has not commanded, the two generals Wei and Zou will come to greet the lord." "Over the years, the temperament, courage, and strategy of the master, the two generals Wei Zou stationed in Hucheng, which one is not convinced?

"Ersheng, what are you trying to say?" Jing Mohuai's eyes were slightly constricted, and he looked very gentle.

But Ersheng, who was familiar with his grandfather's temperament, began to have numb scalps.

Su Xin couldn't stand Er Sheng's heroic and righteous look, and the young master wouldn't eat him, so he pouted and said, "Er Sheng doesn't mean that the prince is always thinking about you." ”

Su Xin, who is a little ghost, pretended to sigh, "Over the years, although you have not seen the prince and the young master, the young master's affairs, the prince has always taken it to heart, and he is ashamed of your ......."

Jing Mohuai raised his hand, and Su Xin had no choice but to silence.

That's how it is! At the beginning, the poisonous woman of the Fang clan ordered someone to break the young master's leg, who would dare to save it in the entire Jing Mansion? Isn't it also the dark line that the lord left in Hucheng to help.

This excerpt of Zixuan's ornaments, the scrolls that the eldest young master usually reads, and even ...... Even the vacancy of the position of the prince of Cheng'an Wangfu is not intentional by the prince.

But thinking about it, Su Xin wouldn't say these words.

Outside the window, the ice and snow that had been silent for the whole winter have long disappeared, and the cold spring is finally coming.

On the Nanmu wheelchair, the graceful jade-like knuckles of the plain-clothed man supported the carved window lattice.

There was once a woman who desperately wanted to give birth to him, but she died in Hucheng. He had never met her, and he had never materialized the word mother.

Now that twenty-one years have passed, he is ready for everything before he chooses to do it for her, will his mother complain that he is ruthless?

But how much is sincerity worth?

Jing Mohuai closed his eyes slightly, admired the Shi Jue on the Pingchuan, encountered the danger of the peak loop, and the corpses on the horizontal field bloomed the flowers of the bright sun of Nanshan, as far as the eye could see, but it was a lonely white field entanglement.

The child's eyes were empty, she squatted down on her knees, stroked his legs, and asked him, does it hurt?

……

Looking at the back of the young man in front of the window, Ersheng was silent.

Lord is here, it's been silent for too long.

Sometimes he even thinks that all the reasons are just a pretense, and when all people, things, and things are no longer different, then what is the point of the so-called strategy?

Maybe...... That girl......

Ersheng's pupils shrank suddenly, and his heart was shocked by his spontaneous thoughts, how could it be?

It was night, and a petite figure in a black cloak hovered at the door of the excerpt Xuan, but he didn't dare to enter.

Soon, Ersheng came out and handed her a cloth package. This is something worth a thousand gold, I hope the Fang clan can bear it.

Ersheng lowered his eyebrows and ordered, "Be careful." ”

The girl's face crossed with pride, "Don't worry, the Fang family is the most relieved to me, the young master's care, Xiu Min has written it down." ”

Ersheng didn't care about her self-inflicted affection, and turned away. Seeing that Ersheng was about to leave, Xiumin hurriedly pulled Ersheng's sleeve.

Ersheng looked at her coldly, and Xiumin subconsciously let go of his hand.

"What else?" Ersheng looked at her.

"What does Xiumin want?" The girl looked up, as if she was a little impatient.

Ersheng frowned and nodded, and then Xiumin left satisfied.

After a few days, it was the twenty-first day of February, the old lady was sixty years old, Xiang Tangzhai was full of joy, and the whole Jingfu was also renewed.

It is not only for the old lady's birthday, but also to welcome the New Year.

The lord set up a banquet in the main garden, and asked the aunt and lady in the house to go together to congratulate the old lady on her birthday.

The famous troupe in Hucheng was also invited into the house at this time.

But Xiyuan has a sudden incident.

"Wait, this tonic is so fishy, I'm afraid it's not suitable for pregnant women who are about to give birth, right?"

In the main house of Xiyuan, Aunt Hou was sweating profusely. When the old man heard that the Hou family was about to give birth, he hid it from the old lady who was on the rise, and Nan Mo stopped the tea that brought the medicine bowl to his aunt.

"Nan Mo, this is a special medicine sent by the master, a big supplement, will the master still harm his aunt?" Zicha said lightly, with some suspicious anger on her face.

This Aunt Hou's meals and medicines have all been tried with silver needles, since Nan Mo began to take Mr. Dong's class in Xuanqing Hall with the eldest lady, this personal service and serving meals are all done by Zicha and Mingqin, who are doing things steadily.

The tonic is a poison that has been tested by Mingqin's hands, Mingqin is sure that there is no problem, and persuaded Nan Mo: "If the old man comes for a while, he sees that his aunt has not taken the medicine, and the child has not yet landed, he will definitely blame you." ”

Chang Gu was so anxious that she was also sweating profusely, half-squatting on the side of the bed, holding Hou's hand, and constantly comforting.

Several stable women went in and out, carrying basins of hot water and basins of blood water.

Nan Mo lowered his head and sniffed the tonic again, and nodded to Mingqin.

"Ahh There were sharp shouts from the couch in the back room, one after another, and then Wen Po with a rough accent, "Hard, auntie." ”

Hou's expression was like a dry corpse lying upright for a few days, calm and time-spaced, and hideous during intervals.

Nan Mo glanced at it, and Hou's hands were covered with blood pierced by his sharp nails, which dried into bloody scabs, and then covered with new ones.

Although Chang Gu had foresight, she only blocked Hou's mouth with things, but she couldn't stop the pain at all, and the corners of Hou's mouth overflowed from the brocade cloth. Chang Gu wanted to replace the "blood mass" with a new one, but no matter how he picked it, Hou Shi seemed to be unconscious, and only remembered to bite it to death.