Because Mr. Cui has been serving by Feng Duhan's side for a long time and is used to seeing all kinds of scenes, he is not merciful at this time, and urges: "Send him away quickly, the noise will affect the young lady's rest." ”

A few maids helplessly pulled the child out of the door, but who knew that the boy broke out violently, broke free of the maid's hand and threw himself at Du Wei on the bed, hugging her and crying: "Mother! You can't be so ruthless, don't be a child, a child will be obedient, you can't be obedient! ”

Mother?

Everyone in the room was stunned.

I heard this kid call "sister" just now, and in a blink of an eye, he became "mother", this is changing too fast, right?

At this time, even those maids could see the child's acting skills.

The boy hugged Du Wei's waist and buried his head in her arms, it was a dry howl, he couldn't even see a tear, and the sound was so loud that it almost deafened everyone's ears.

The villain in Du Wei's heart has long been petrified: What kind of situation is this?

Mr. Cui motioned for a few maids to pull the boy away, but the child seemed to know that the person on the bed was the boss here, so he didn't let go, and the maids were afraid that they would hurt Du Wei if they used too much force.

There was a stalemate for a while.

Du Wei looked helpless, reached out and patted the child's back, and comforted: "Don't cry yet, I have something to ask you." ”

The boy raised his head with a swish, his face dry and refreshing, and he didn't realize that he had ever cried at all.

Du Wei smiled bitterly, this little guy is simply a ghost elf, he can distinguish from these people at a glance who is beneficial to him, and then use them.

"What's your name?" Du Wei asked.

"Can I not say it?" The boy blinked.

"Why?" At this time, even Du Wei couldn't help but be a little curious, she really had never seen such a calm child, you must know that normal children feel scared or cry when they can't find a home, but he seems to be running away from something.

"I don't want to lie to you......" he met Du Wei's inquiring gaze, "but I can't say." ”

"Forget it, if you don't want to say it, don't say it." Du Wei smiled faintly, everyone has their own secrets, and I believe that this child is the same.

"Miss......" Mr. Cui said dissatisfied, "this little guy is of unknown origin, and he can't be kept in the house." ”

Du Wei waved her hand impatiently, "Let him be here for the time being, send someone out to investigate, see if there is any family that has lost the child and is looking for it, don't make a noise for now, and tell me first when you come back." ”

After a while, the house sent a few clever little servants out of the house, Du Wei did not go back to the main house, but temporarily rested in the flower hall, Mr. Cui boiled the medicine, and watched her drink it before leaving.

An hour later, the people who went out of the house to investigate came back one after another, and Du Wei called them aside alone to listen to them, but everyone said that they had not seen anyone who had lost their children.

Du Wei felt a little strange, it is said that according to the appearance and dress of this boy, he must be the son of a big family, and if he is really lost, he will send people everywhere to find him or report to the official.

Du Wei sent someone to the government to inquire again, but the person who came back said that there was no news from the government.

Du Wei was really helpless at this time, but the boy seemed to be very happy, running around her yard all afternoon, and she deliberately sent two little girls to follow, for fear that he would fall into the lake.

In the evening, she sent two more maids and took the boy to live in the wing room on the east side, and there was nothing else in the Zhenguo Mansion, and there was something to do with the empty house.

After washing, she was dismissed from the house, and she lay alone on the bed, and pulled out a letter from under the pillow.

This was secretly handed over to her by Prince Nan, although she never asked for anything, but King Nan would still send someone to reveal the news about Feng Dusk and Han to her from time to time.

Using a hairpin to pick up the fire paint, she unfolded the letter paper, and there was only one line on it: I was trapped in the sandstorm for more than half a month, and there was no news.

Du Wei clutched the letter tightly, not knowing what it was like.

Sometimes, in the middle of the night, she would even think that she was sleeping next to him, as if he had never left.

But when he stretched out his hand, he could only touch the coldness of the futon.

She slowly leaned down to the bedpost and placed the letter on top of the candle flame as it began to burn into a golden flame before finally turning into a cloud of ashes in her hand.

It was jet black, like the child she gave birth to, and her whole body was purple...... She was poisoned.

Although no one had ever mentioned the truth of the matter to her, she had already guessed in her heart that there must be a reason why he ruthlessly abandoned herself.

It's just that none of this is what she wants to see.

She is stubborn for his good, and he is the same, stubbornly believing that it is good for her.

In her sleep, there seemed to be a figure walking towards her.

It's just a dream......

Du Wei closed her eyes, she knew that she was lying in bed, it was just one of all her dreams.

The crescent-white brocade robe is windless and automatic, and the placket is dashing and unfolds backwards, like the wings of a swallow spirit.

"Wei'er......" The man's thin lips raised slightly.

Du Wei stared at the shadow in a daze, stretched out her hand, but grabbed it empty, and her hand fell back to the bed weakly.

Sure enough, it was just a dream.

She closed her eyes, but his voice was still in her ears, lingering gently.

"Wei'er, wait for me to come back, wait for me to ......"

Du Wei closed her eyes tightly, not daring to open them, she didn't want to see that figure again.

I don't care about you! I don't care about you!

She roared and hissed in her heart.

"Take yours for my good, get out of my life! I'm tired, let me go......"

Suddenly, a gentle breeze blew into the tent, and the curtain fluttered gently in the wind, and the figure swayed with it.

All dreams were suddenly shattered by a shrill shout.

Du Wei woke up and found herself lying on her back on the bed, soaked with sweat, and her chest throbbed, which made her gasp for breath.

"Don't!" Outside the window, screams rang out again.

She sat up against the pillow, frowning, the cry outside the window was obviously from the boy during the day, and the two maids should have fallen asleep while serving him, why were they still in the courtyard now?

"Hurry up...... He went to the other side of the lake. A maid said urgently.

"What can we do, we can't catch up with him." Listening to the voice, the other maid was about to cry in a hurry.

Du Wei calmed down her breath a little, slowly got out of bed with her clothes on, and opened the door.

"Miss!" Finding that Du Wei walked out, the two maids hurriedly stepped forward.

"What's going on?" Du Wei asked.

"Originally, the slave maid had prepared hot water to bathe the child, but he suddenly went crazy and refused to take off his clothes......

"So you forced him?"

"Yes......" The two maids hung their heads.

"Call more people and get him back." She didn't know why the boy had resisted bathing, but it was imperative to get him back as soon as possible. There are not many lights in the courtyard of the Zhenguo Mansion at night, and the garden is dark at night, so it will be troublesome if you really fall into the lake.

She was thinking in her heart, when someone in the courtyard exclaimed, "Oh no, that kid has fallen into the lake!" ”