Meng Xuan looked at He Angelica, who had a slightly demented expression, squinted for a while, and then asked, "How old are you, you look a little thinner." ”

Yitong shook his head and smiled: "Childe's words are wrong. Women are thinner and more beautiful, and when they come to our house for a few days, people will naturally get fat, so a beauty is too much to gain and too little to subtract a point, this is just right. ”

At this time, the arrows in the air were like rain, some lit with blazing fire, and some were emitting blue smoke and purple gas, which was highly poisonous at a glance. Those arrows were instantaneous, with a suffocating and terrifying sense of speed, but they were defeated only when the man in white swung his arm down. He looked back at He Angelica again, muttered again and again, and stopped talking.

Yitong looked at him worriedly, and asked carefully: "I've seen so many portraits of women before, and now the best one has been brought here, if this one doesn't work, then it's hard to find a better one, it's really gone." And she's still young, and she'll look better when she's two years old. ”

He Angelica listened to the conversation between the two in amazement, not only shocked that Meng Xuan didn't recognize her, but also full of suspicion about Yitong, who was as attentive as a matchmaker, she asked, "Yitong, what's wrong with your master?" Hit your head? ”

Yitong didn't answer, but only quietly gestured to her to silence her. Meng Xuan looked at her from afar and sighed and said, "The posture is middle-upper, but it's too familiar." "He Angelica:......

Yitong nodded and smiled: "It's a good thing to be familiar, maybe the person Gongzi is looking for is her." ”

At the moment when the two were talking, a feather arrow with fire "Ling" slashed through the air and fell behind, and then a muffled explosion was heard, He Angelica looked back at the window, and it was a box that was burning, either clothes or books. How can she manage so much, she only listens to the master and servant with a cold face and comments about herself, Meng Xuan is not very satisfied with her in and out of her words, and Yitong sells her benefits: everyone is beautiful, virtuous and virtuous, diligent and thrifty, these advantages that she does not have are attached to her one by one.

In the end, Meng Xuan nodded reluctantly and said: "It's all carried out in a sedan chair, there is no reason to send it back, send her to Qingyuan first, and wait for the brothers to come and ask who is willing to ask for it." Whoever she marries is married to a child of the Meng family, and she has no objection to thinking about it. ”

…… He Angelica didn't take a breath in his throat, and he choked and coughed. Meng Xuan has lost her memory, and she doesn't look down on her at all - the current situation seems to be like this.

Meng Xuan looked at her again, turned around and said to Yitong: "There is a lot of dust here that smokes her, you send her back to Qingyuan first, and I will intercept the pursuers." ”

"Then son, take care of yourself."

So after the division of labor between the master and servant, Yitong lowered his body and sank into the soil, went straight to the bottom of the sedan chair, and ran away with the sedan chair like an old turtle. He Angelica looked out of the window, and a blurry white shadow, tied with red satin luggage and dowry, hurriedly disappeared from her field of vision.

"You can say it now, right?" He Angelica asked Yitong under the sedan chair, "What's wrong with him?" Why did you say those words? ”

At the end of last month, the two parties exchanged marriage letters and documents, and Lu Jiangbei also came to tell her that although she was nominally married to a side wife, it was exactly the same as the number of ceremonies in the main room, and both parties were solemn and grand. Having said that, she didn't take those red tapes too seriously, and only had a heart to go to the Meng family to be a good daughter-in-law and a good wife who was obedient to Meng Xuan. But how did things suddenly take a turn for the worse?

was disgusted by the groom for his ugly appearance, and pushed his "brothers", so it is reasonable that he should not marry over there. She really wanted to jump off the sedan chair and walk back to Mocha Villa by herself, but now curiosity has overridden humiliation. She wondered why she was being "returned".

"Grandma ate the ashes carefully, if you have anything to say, go home and say." Yitong replied so implicitly, and then doubled his speed and fled in the southeast direction. It didn't take long to arrive at the corner gate of Qingyuan, the sedan chair jumped into the air, jumped over the wall like a rabbit, and then landed on the top of the head of the courtyard wall again, and it was a gallop, fortunately did not bump into anyone all the way, so that the other party saw the wonder of the sedan chair running by itself with long legs.

The sedan chair passed through more than a dozen independent courtyards, and finally crossed a small bridge and stopped in front of a gloomy courtyard gate. The gate of the courtyard looked very quaint and silent at first glance, like something of some age, I don't know what the situation is in the courtyard, but she intuitively repels and doesn't want to go in. Is this the new house for her? She would rather go to the tea room or side room last time.

Yitong looked at her depressed expression and said with a smile: "Grandma, don't get me wrong, the new house is on the other side of the garden, and there are noisy people, so it's not as convenient as talking here. ”

"Say, I'll listen." He Angelica also wanted to know the ins and outs of today's news. If those wedding sedan chairmen are all dressed as villains, where did the Qingyuan uniform clothes on their bodies come from? Now that she could speak quietly, could she ask how her dear bridegroom had suddenly become a stranger?

Yitong dusted off the dust on his cuffs, wiped his sweat and said: "Yesterday, Gongzi's illness suddenly cured, his illness was mainly drowsiness, and every time he fell asleep, he didn't wake up for forty or fifty hours, and he chanted words in his sleep. After inviting a lot of doctors to see if it didn't work, the third prince said that it didn't matter, as long as he was fed water often, and he didn't let him die while sleeping. So he kept it like this until yesterday afternoon, when he said that it would be fine, and he was more energetic than before he got sick! ”

He Angelica nodded: "It's a good thing that he's cured, and I'm happy for him, now I just want to find out what his amnesia is, and I'm going home after figuring it out." ”

"Home?" Yitong was taken aback, "Grandma, you have all married in, which family do you want to go back to?" ”

"Am I 'married' now?"

Yitong hesitated, turned around and pushed the door in, walked into the gloomy courtyard first, and then beckoned He Angelica to go in and sit down. He Angelica only stepped in and walked twice, but his feet slipped and almost fell, and he stood against the wall, only to find that every brick and tile in this courtyard was covered with slippery moss, and there was almost no ground to stand. Yitong confessed, came back to help her, and bent down to offer an arm.

This kind of scene is two points familiar, when she was a concubine, there were eunuchs who helped her like this. Thinking about it this way, looking at the layout of this old courtyard, it is really a bit similar to the courtyard of King Ning's Mansion back then, but it is larger. With her hands on her shining arms, she was carried into the hall step by step, looking around at the doors and windows of every closed room. For some reason, the yard gave her an uncomfortable feeling, and when she walked in, it turned from spring back to winter.

Walking into the main hall and taking a seat, Yitong went to the pantry to work for a while, serving tea and refreshments, she put it down after a slight movement, signaling him to say something quickly.

Yitong opened her mouth and stunned her: "I suspect that this son is not the son of the whole son, but a 'half' son." After waking up yesterday, he walked around the garden excitedly, saying that he had not seen such a unique garden stone for a long time, and today he had to open his eyes. The little monk was puzzled, so he followed him around the garden, and he finally entered the old courtyard, and slipped and fell into the well, and when he climbed up again, the man was even more strange than when he first woke up. ”

He Angelica stretched out his head, looked through the gap in the old window paper, glanced at the ancient well in the backyard without a blue brick well, and asked: "Did he break his brain?" Is it that everyone doesn't recognize me, or is I the only one who has forgotten me? ”

"Master, he only doesn't know you, grandma," Yitong informed her of the unfortunate news, and said in detail, "When he went to bed a few days later, he asked if he had a wife's room, and asked him to come and serve him to bed." The villain told him that there is no one yet, but he will marry one the next day, and it is his sweetheart, Miss He. I also showed him the dagger with your little image engraved on it that you had landed here last time, and he took it away at a glance, and said that this is not a little sister, how can you marry her as a wife? ”

He Angelica smiled coldly after hearing this, but did not speak.

Yitong's next words were even more terrifying: "Ye also said something that made people scratch their heads, he said to himself: 'It was so good three years ago, unlike Jianwen's second year of fighting every day, another day I will hang the seal and seal the gold, and drink the horses and rivers and lakes. The villain didn't understand and asked more, and he joked with me, 'Yitong, I'm not your current son, but your son in three years.' From now on, I will be your new master, don't tell anyone else, I will only tell you a person who is close to you. The villain didn't know why, so he laughed. ”

Meng Xuan, three years after "......", a Meng Xuan who didn't know her.

"Also, please take a look at this." Yi Tong took out a small and delicate dagger from her sleeve, the one she got from Lu Jiangbei, and she left it in Qingyuan last time. Yitong slowly pulled down the scabbard to reveal the blade, and first showed her the front, which was still her ten-year-old statue, a bust. She was puzzled when he turned the blade around again and gave her a look at the back.

There is also a small statue engraved on the back, a full-body portrait, a two- or three-year-old doll, looking at the outline of the eyebrows, vaguely ......

"This is a small statue of Childe," Yitong said, "this is really a strange thing, this dagger has never left me since I found it, and I want to return it to you the next time I see you." Play once a day before going to bed, the knife body on the back is smooth as a mirror, there is no small statue, just last night when I took it out again, a three-year-old statue of a boy just appeared out of thin air. I thought it was carved in a prank at first, but this little statue is a living one! He can talk, look! Yitong poked the face of the villain on the knife with his fingertips. Nothing happens, and he doesn't speak.

He Angelica thought that she had met a madman, and told her these crazy words in the daytime, she was just about to leave with her sleeves, but she blinked when she saw the little man on the knife. She suspected that she had seen it wrong, and when she looked closely, although the villain did not blink again, his expression was slightly different from the previous one, which was dull and serious before, and after "suspected blinking", his small mouth pursed slightly, and he looked a little angry.

"Look, look!" Yitong poked the villain like a treasure, "I thought I was crazy, but now that one more person has seen it, I can tell the innocence!" Good girl, go and tell Yi Yi that half of Childe's soul has entered this dagger, I guessed correctly! ”

He Angelica snatched the dagger, held it in the palm of his hand and looked at it carefully, and poked and poked his fingertips repeatedly, but the portrait of the villain was frozen on that angry expression.

"He's still talking last night," Yitong introduced, "and you press his belly and he'll speak." The voice is my son-in-law's milk doll voice when he was a child, but it's funny. ”

He Angelica pressed it as he said, Meng Xuan didn't speak, but she suddenly believed Yitong's words, this villain may have really spoken last night, because the expression of the villain on the knife seemed to have changed slightly, and the lines at the corners of his eyes were not so tight. So she asked, "So, what did he say last night?" ”