The tone of the person who came was stagnant: "Seventh lady......"

"I'm not a lady anymore." The tone of the person who came back from the ghost gate was cold.

“…… Miss Mo. The man hesitantly changed his words: "Why can't you think about it? As the saying goes, if you stay in the green mountains, you don't have to worry about no firewood, and there is also a small county lord......"

"Aoyama?" Mo Yuan'er sneered: "Mother Jiang, you are the person next to the princess, aren't you afraid that the princess will blame me if you say this?" Besides, if you treat me like this, aren't you afraid that I will suspect you with bad intentions? ”

Jiang Shi held her hand and said sincerely: "Since the girl can say such things, she does not doubt the slave maid......"

"What slave? You and I are the same people......"

Jiang was choked repeatedly, but he was not annoyed at all: "Girl, don't talk angry, get up and eat something first." It's time for the little princess to breastfeed......"

Jin'er immediately blushed. Asking her an eighteen-year-old soul to suck a woman's grandmother of the same age...... Even with the body of a child, I am really embarrassed.

Mo Yuan'er's body trembled, and she struggled to get up and hugged her daughter, tears falling like rain.

Jiang also wiped her tears and helped her sit down at the table.

The aroma of the meal was very enticing, much stronger than the lunch one. is worthy of being the person next to the princess, and Jin'er is almost full of gratitude to her. It's a pity that her belly is rumbling with the aroma, but she can only look at the dust, because she is only a four-month-old toothless baby.

Jiang took the child from Mo Yuan'er's arms and sat on the edge of the bed.

Jiang is a wet nurse?

Just when she was stunned, she saw Jiang Shi holding a white porcelain bowl of the Eight Immortal Lotus, scooping half a spoonful of white soup with a delicate small silver spoon, putting it to her mouth and blowing it lightly, and then moving it to her lips: "Ah......"

She obediently opened her mouth......

Rice water?

She frowned suddenly, turned her little head and looked at Mo Yuan'er with the intention of complaining.

Mo Yuan'er took her, but still fed her spoonfuls of the rice soup.

She kind of understood, no wonder this little body is so thin and weak, she can't cry out of tune, and her feelings are malnourished.

She's going to protest, she's going to tell them...... It's better to breastfeed!

But looking at Mo Yuan'er's thin body...... Could she be ......

It turns out that rice soup can also be eaten to the full.

She was erected again, patted on the back again, and then reluctantly burped unsatisfactorily.

"Miss Mo, the slave can only ......" Jiang Shi stared at the empty bowl and apologized.

"I understand." Mo Yuan'er's voice was like a sigh.

"It's urgent, the slave and maid will ...... tomorrow"

"Mother Jiang, help me pack a few clothes tomorrow, just make a cloth." And Jin'er ......"

"The little princess has a name?"

"She's not the county lord, her name is Jin'er."

"Jin'er...... It's really a good name, if you know it, you will like it......"

The candlelight trembled, and Mo Kite's face became colder and colder.

Jiang Shi knew that he was speechless, and was silent for a long time, then packed up the dishes and chopsticks and left.

Mo Yuan'er stood until the candle went out, and Fang hugged the swaddling clothes to bed.

She said that she would pack up a few clothes, and she shouldn't be looking for death again, right? Jin'er thought to herself, but she still didn't dare to relax her nerves, and woke up several times in the night, nervously checking that she was still holding her alive.

She knew very well that for a long time to come, she would have to live with this miserable woman.

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The sky was bright.

Jiang is a man of his word, and he really brought a few clothes and baby supplies, and I don't know what she did, Jin'er actually drank milk at lunch, so she smiled innocently and toothlessly at Jiang gratefully.

Jin'er smiled. This child is really a natural beauty embryo, look at these eyes, they look exactly like you, and this little mouth...... The nose is more like a prince......" The voice was sluggish.

As if she hadn't heard it, Mo Yuan'er continued to eat by herself.

She relieved herself and continued to tease the child: "Jin'er is so well-behaved, she doesn't cry or make trouble, and she doesn't poop in the quilt......"

Jin'er's toothless smile cracked a little.

Her soul is a sane adult after all, what does it look like to cry and make trouble? As for those physiological activities...... Of course, this body is infantile, and eating liquid food all day causes her to digest faster, but she can bear it, she must endure it......

In her heart, the Jiang family is simply the Guanyin Bodhisattva who saves the suffering, although she is the person around the princess, she has been taking risks to take care of her master's sworn enemy, she has not noticed Mo Yuan'er's reaction after eating the food sent by the Jiang family...... No vertigo, no coma, no vomiting, no diarrhea. What kind of brave and righteous man is this? But Mo Yuan'er ignored her, and accepted all the orders for caring about her, but she refused to take a second look, let alone reward others with a smile.

Jin'er couldn't help but be a little dissatisfied, is Mo Yuan'er used to being the master, so she thinks that other people's kindness should be shared? If it weren't for the fact that she couldn't speak now, she really wanted to attack this person's concept of class hierarchy.

In contrast, the Jiang family became more and more humble, so humble that it was unbearable, so Jin'er tried her best to smile toothlessly, and when she faced Mo Yuan, she wrenched her little face.

"Jin'er, my baby, are you angry with your mother?"

As the saying goes, mother and daughter are connected, although she and Mo Yuaner are just ......

"Do you think I'm cruel to Mother Jiang?"

The corners of Mo Yuan'er's lips were filled with a hint of a smile.

"But she was cruel to me! Does the baby know why he was born so late? The smile turned into cold: "She is the princess's person, but she is good to each of the prince's concubines, and the same is true for me, I also thought she was kind, but ...... She actually drugged my soup bowl......"

The thin body trembled: "They just want the baby to be born late, so that the prince can misunderstand me, but they can't explain it." Do you know? When the baby was born, the mother had pain for two days and one night, and shed a lot of blood. I had been worried that they would kill me before the prince returned, but I was wrong. If I die before the prince returns, none of them will be able to get out of it, but if I ......"

sneered: "What can be better than the prince doing it himself?" What could be more cruel than being snubbed by the prince? This move is invisible and worry-free. Now someone is starting to regret it, but who knows if she's atoning for her sins or she's coming to spy on me? Baby, you know what? How scared you are that you are a boy, if it is a boy......"

Jin'er was a little suffocated, she didn't know if it was because the embrace was too tight or because of fear.

Mother Jiang, the smiling Mother Jiang, the Mother Jiang who saves people late at night, and the considerate Mother Jiang, are they actually accomplices who harm them to the ground? If it really is, is there anyone else in this palace who can be trusted? She even began to wonder if the warm, sweet milk was mixed with something that shouldn't have been......

The weather is getting warmer and warmer, but the heart is getting colder and colder.

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Mo Yuan'er leaned against the door, looking into the distance, but her gaze did not fall.

The wind stirred her broken hair scattered around her sideburns, and the wisps floated in front of her eyes, but she didn't notice it.

I don't know when the coquettishness of the past has gradually faded, but it is still very beautiful, as beautiful as a condensed statue, and occasionally there will be waves under the eyes, which is the alternating ups and downs of hope and loss.

Every day, she stood like this for an afternoon, even if it was stormy, even if it was bleak and cold.

Jin'er knew what she was waiting for, she and the god in her heart met in the afternoon, but there are too many afternoons in life, and there is only one that illuminates and destroys her, and it is gone.

She is a little similar to her mother in her previous life, that is, she is obsessively waiting for someone who will never come back.

Forever, it is already doomed, and is she unwilling to believe or firm in her beliefs? I just waited so stupidly, and this wait was three years.

A relationship is no longer important to others, but it is unforgettable for her. Sometimes, Jin'er would vaguely recall the last scene of being expelled from Huatang, and that Wang Ye was clearly full of heartache, which made him have certain expectations, but three years later, the fireworks on Chinese New Year's Eve would occasionally shine in the sky above this garden, and that god had never come here.

should have forgotten her, so many warblers and swallows, everyone is golden, time will dilute everything, not to mention an insignificant emotion? And I heard that he took in three new concubines, and a young and beautiful girl is always better than her yellow flower every other day. But she didn't admit defeat...... No, sometimes Jin'er suspects that she is a little confused, or that the meals sent by Jiang's mother every day are mixed with some strange medicine, but she also eats it, but she doesn't see any adverse reactions. But it's no wonder that from the initial expectation to the day-to-day disappointment, how can you not be consumed into a trance?

In the dead of night, Mo Yuan'er always likes to take her to recall that short period of happiness over and over again, her time seems to only stay in those three years, and she is unaware of all the changes around her, even if Jiang's mother is worried and says to her: "Jin'er can run and jump, lively and cute, but she is more than three years old, why does she refuse to speak?" ”

At first, she was a little worried, but gradually, she continued to dwell on the past, and Jin'er even suspected that she seemed to be dispensable to her, and her greatest use was to act as her listener.

However, on such a warm spring afternoon, she did not need to be with the statue, and she preferred to play in the garden instead.

Qingxiao Garden is the backyard of the palace, and according to her understanding, it is a bit like a cold palace in the palace. Not to mention that there is only a small wooden house in the whole garden, and the layout is simple, the key is that it is almost inaccessible except for Jiang's mother.

However, she likes to be quiet, and the garden is delicate and good, and there are no artificial carvings.

The grass grew thick and dense, and was sunburned with a sweet smell, and as soon as she stepped on it, small insects flew out, and she caught it with the joy of an eighteen-year-old girl and the nature of a three-year-old child. Of course, there are also bewitching caterpillars, which hit her hand last time, and scared her to sit on the ground and cry without an adult posture.