The next day, Mo Jing's complexion was obviously much better than yesterday, and she was able to get up and get out of bed during breakfast.

In the evening, Mama Wang sent a pot of millet porridge and a plate of small pickles, and it was rare to give two boiled eggs.

"It's a remote place and there's nothing to eat, so I've wronged the two girls."

As she spoke, Mama Wang secretly looked back and forth at Mo Jing and Tang Mo, wondering which girl would enter the mansion instead of Li Qing'er.

Mo Jing smiled faintly and thanked him back.

After dinner, Mo Jing stood in the courtyard, looking at Chu Chen, who was busy catching insects and playing not far away, a soft light flashed in his eyes,

"Actually, that's all I want in life—the years are quiet."

Tang Mo, who was standing on the side, turned around and looked at the beautiful side face of this pretty woman in ancient costume in the afterglow of the sunset, and a smile of agreement appeared on his face.

At that time, Tang Mo didn't know that when he saw Mo Jing again many years later, when this beautiful picture of the past appeared in his mind, he sighed in his heart a poem by Nalan Xingde:

If life is only as first seen, what is the autumn wind and sad fan. Waiting for idle changes but old people's hearts, but old people's hearts are changeable.

The sky was getting dark, and the wind was blowing, with a depressed coolness.

Mo Jing wrapped her somewhat thin autumn clothes and wanted to go back to the house, but at this time, Tang Mo suddenly said,

"Why did you pretend to be Li Qing'er to enter the Shangshu Mansion?"

Mo Jing's body in the dim was slightly stunned, and a complicated expression crossed her face, and she heard her whisper in a low voice,

"It's hard to put it into words."

Mo Jing turned sideways, and cast an indifferent gaze on Chu Chen, who was still having fun in the distance, although he couldn't see the insects clearly, and then spoke in an extremely flat tone.

"I, Luo Yan and Chu Chen, the three of us are all orphans adopted by the master since childhood. The master has always treated us as if we were his own children.

Luo Yan liked to practice martial arts since he was a child, and the master who wanted him to gain fame no longer forced him to read after learning about it. Chu Chen likes to dig all kinds of insects, pick up all kinds of wild fruits, and make himself like a little beggar all day long, but the master has never reproached him. And I have been weak and sick since I was a child, but my master never let me do any work, always saying that he was afraid of tiring me and told me to have a good rest. ”

When Mo Jing said this, she suddenly smiled bitterly, turned her face to look at Tang Mo, and a trace of sadness flashed in her eyes,

"However, the master treated the three of us with kindness like a mountain, but before we could repay his old man's nurturing kindness, he died early."

Tang Mo sighed, he was also a fallen person at the end of the world. She is also an orphan, she grew up in the love of her master like a father and a mother, and she can fully feel Mo Jing's dependence and attachment to her master.

"Before his death, the master told us that the most gratifying thing in his life was that he adopted three of us brothers and sisters. But life is always imperfect, and there is one thing that makes him regret it for the rest of his life. That is, I didn't even get a look at the 'red fish' until I died. Therefore, after burying the master, Brother Yan inquired around, and finally learned that the 'Red Fish' was in the hands of Mrs. Li of Shangshu Mansion. ”

"So you want to use Li Qing'er's identity to enter Shangshu Mansion to steal treasures?"

Facing Tang Mo's questioning, Mo Jing frowned and shook her head, nodded again, and finally said with a somewhat flustered expression,

"It's not stealing, it's borrowing! Brother Yan and I just want to borrow the 'red fish' to sacrifice the master's grave for three days. Really, as long as we are given three days, we will definitely return the original 'Red Fish' to Shangshufu." ”

"Then Li Qing'er's death and-"

Before Tang Mo's words were finished, Mo Jing hurriedly interrupted,

"It wasn't Brother Yan who killed him. Brother Yan promised his master that he would never kill innocent people. ”

Mo Jing's eyes widened, and after letting her teeth bite out tooth marks on her pale lips, she tightly grasped Tang Mo's arm with her cold and white fingers and said pitifully,

"Brother Yan and I have already discussed it, and he infiltrated the Li Mansion as a person to borrow the 'Red Fish' from Old Madam Li. But who knew that Mrs. Li was not in the house, she went to Daxiang Temple to worship the Buddha. We wanted to rush to Daxiang Temple, but who knew that Brother Yan heard that Li Qing'er, the third lady of the Li Mansion, was going to marry into the General's Mansion to give the prince Ji Chunqing Chongxi, and then the old lady Li would come back to attend her wedding.

So Brother Yan brought me here, wanting to use Li Qing'er's identity as a maid to infiltrate the Shangshu Mansion. But who knew that Li Qing'er was suddenly killed, so Brother Yan had to change his mind without authorization and let me use her identity to infiltrate Shangshu Mansion, so that it would be more convenient to get close to Old Madam Li to borrow the 'Red Fish'. ”

At the end, Mo Jing was afraid that Tang Mo would not believe it, so he hurriedly added,

"I only found out about this after Brother Yan told me last night."

Looking at Mo Jing's clear gaze, Tang Mo was about to speak-

"Sister Jing, what do you think I caught?"

Chu Chenxing, who was covered in mud, hurriedly ran over, holding a colorful insect in his hand.

Tang Mo was shocked, and when he raised his hand, he knocked the worm in Chu Chen's hand to the ground with a "snap".

"What are you doing? It took me an afternoon to find the 'five-colored insects', which are very rare. ”

Chu Chen pouted dissatisfiedly, squatted down, trying to pick up the 'five-colored worm' that had fallen half to death.

"Don't pick it up, this bug is poisonous."

Tang Mo hurriedly stepped forward and said sharply.

Mo Jing on the side smiled and reached out to grab Tang Mo who wanted to stop him,

"Don't worry about him, Chen'er will not be poisoned when he is young."

"Ahh

Tang Mo opened his mouth wide in surprise and looked at Chu Chen, who had reassured the 'five-colored insect' in his palm, and said secretly, it turns out that there really is such a character in the legend, if this is known to the old man Li Shizhen, it is estimated that he wants to climb out of the coffin and accept him as a closed disciple.

Tang Mo helplessly touched Chu Chen's head with a look of envy and jealousy.