The number of people in the stands gradually increased, and both the participants and spectators entered.

"Young Master, do you want to eat something?" asked Qin'er.

Wei Mo had a black line in his head: "Sister Qin'er, this is the hundredth time you have asked me, right? I'm not hungry~"

"Net exaggeration!" Qin'er said angrily, "You must tell me when you are hungry, it is very physically exhausting to compete on stage." ”

"Got it!" Wei Mo grimaced at her.

The two of them are always so comfortable and casual together.

"Sister Qin'er! Madame is invited!" Coldly, a maid with a light smile appeared beside them, bowed slightly to Wei Mo and Qin'er, and said politely.

Wei Mo frowned.

Madame? It's her!

"No, let her come over and talk about something!" Wei Mo said.

Intuition told him that Lin Tianxiu would definitely not be good if he went over to Qin'er at this time.

That maid was serving Lin Tianxiu's side, she was arrogant on weekdays, and she looked down on Wei Mo in her bones, how could she eat this breath?

Qin'er rushed before her and held Wei Mo's hand: "The young master is fine, Madame asked me to go, maybe it was for that incident." ”

Her voice was crisp and loud.

Wei Mo was stunned for a moment: "What's the matter?" He never knew what kind of communication there would be between Qin'er and Lin Tianxiu.

"Giggles, two days ago, Mrs. asked someone to tell me that the trial was coming soon, and she wanted to give the young master a little tonic and called me to go over and get it. As a result, I forgot about it, I'm sorry!" Qin'er smiled apologetically, winking at Wei Mo.

Wei Mo understood in an instant, and nodded: "Then you go, go and go back quickly." "There was a faint concern.

The maid over there was still muttering, "How can Madame have the leisure to take care of this wild species?"

As everyone knows, Qin'er deliberately said this loudly, although it was pure fiction, but it was also a life talisman for herself. There are more and more people around them. If she follows the maid today and never comes back, the fool knows whose reason it is.

Qin'er is also helpless, this is one of the few strategies she can get her hands on.

Wei Mo watched Qin'er go away with the girl, a cold wind blew, and he wanted to tell Qin'er to pay attention to keeping warm, but he was choked by saliva and coughed.

"Tut-tut, they are all sick like this, and they still grit their teeth to participate in the trial, which is really commendable and admirable!" A sour voice floated in, Wei Mo turned his head to look, and found that it was a little fat man, fifteen or sixteen years old, and he was also a child of the family.

It's just that there are too many children in the Wei family, and there are more than 200 men and more than 100 girls in the 'Ding' generation. For most of his siblings, Wei Mo couldn't recognize them.

However, Wei Mo recognized the sign in the little fat man's hand, white, and unsigned, which was his opponent.

Wei Mo clenched his fists, coughed lightly with his mouth gagged, and glanced up and down at the man, not intending to ignore him.

The man thought that Wei Mo was terminally ill, so he became more and more proud, and said to the people around him: "Hey, I don't know if it's good luck or bad luck, I actually got such an opponent." He also saw the sign in Wemo's hand.

"Of course, you're lucky, and you've got a stepping stone for nothing, at least a little higher than you expected. The companion laughed.

The little fat man thought about it, so he sat down behind Wei Mo, looked at him condescendingly, and said some mocking words wantonly, without taking Wei Mo seriously.

Wei Mo endured it, now is not the time to have a seizure, and when he comes to the stage later, he will return it all. In fact, more of his thoughts are on Qin'er.

He watched as Qin'er followed the maid to the back of the Guanli Pavilion and disappeared without a trace.

Behind the pavilion is a snow garden that blooms in the cold winter. Even when everything is dying, the scenery here is stunning.

The cold wind strengthened suddenly, and in the cold that came to his face, a luxurious and graceful figure appeared.

It's Shu Hayashida.

She was standing under a plum tree, gazing at the plum blossoms in full bloom.

"Madam, bring it to Qin'er!" the maid bowed her knees.

Lin Tianxiu turned around, smiled beautifully, looked at Qin'er, and waved the maid to leave. The maid bowed and left, leaving only Qin'er and Lin Tianxiu.

Although Lin Tianxiu was full of smiles, Qin'er felt the surging crisis, and was rushing towards her, towards Wei Mo behind her, whistling.

"Qin'er has seen Madame!"

Without waiting for her to bow down, Lin Tianxiu gently flicked her sleeves, and a strong volley lifted her up. The force was so powerful that Qin'er couldn't resist at all, and she was forced to straighten her waist.

"We haven't seen each other for a while, it's really a female college eighteen. Lin Tianxiu turned sideways and admired the plum plant.

She raised her hand, gently pulled the branches, pulled the plum blossoms to her face, and sniffed gently, deeply intoxicated.

Qin'er smiled faintly, neither humble nor arrogant: "It's less than one ten-thousandth of Mrs. ”

"Hehe!" Lin Tianxiu smiled lightly, "handsome, gentle and tenacious, no wonder my son is obsessed with you." Uncle Zhong can raise your daughter, which can be regarded as a blessing for him. ”

"Qin'er is blessed to have a father like him. Qin'er said.

"I heard that Aunt Zhong was sick in her early years, and the two had no children for many years after marriage, and you were adopted later?" Lin Tianxiu asked.

Qin'er frowned slightly, this woman really can't open a pot. She is not Uncle Zhong's biological daughter, but Uncle Zhong treats her as his own, and the father-daughter relationship between the two is closer than that of ordinary biological children.

"Yes. Qin'er nodded.

Lin Tianxiu looked sorry: "Tut, it's a pity that your origin can't be inquired, if it is really Uncle Zhong's biological daughter, I can call the shots and make you Xu Zhihai a concubine......"

"No need! Qin'er quickly refused, breathing rapidly, her face pale, and very nervous.

Lin Tianxiu finally put away the smile on his face, turned his face slightly, and stared at her with the corner of his eye.

Although it is only an afterglow, it is still very lethal. Qin'er felt that in the cold wind, there was an invisible blade, which was approaching fiercely.

"What, you dislike the young master and are not worthy of you?" Lin Tianxiu said coldly.

Qin'er said: "It's that Qin'er is not worthy of Young Master Dinghai, madam, do you have anything else?" If not, Qin'er should go back, otherwise Young Master Mo will worry about me." He...... He wasn't in good health. ”

"Hehe!" Lin Tianxiu's face was full of bright smiles, "There is really a father and a daughter, Wei Zhong is loyal to that child, and even abandons his future, but he didn't expect that his daughter is the same." Well......"

She turned around, took out a black porcelain vase from her sleeve, and handed it to Qin'er.

Qin'er stared at the porcelain vase and didn't take over: "What does Madam mean?"

"Inside is a big tonic, you can eat it, or you can give it to Wei Mo. Lin Tianxiu said, "Only this bottle, you can choose it yourself." ”

Qin'er refused to accept: "Thank you, we don't need these, let's ask Mrs. to keep it for her own use......"

"Bold!" Lin Tianxiu's voice rose suddenly, his face was stern, his aura was powerful, and he stared at Qin'er coldly. Her bare hand gradually strengthened, and under the snow-white skin, there was a surging power.

It's like a monster waiting to hunt in the shadows, ready to strangle its prey at any time.

The crushing of strength made Qin'er tremble involuntarily, but she still held her head high and insisted on her opinion.

In this bottle, it's definitely not a good thing.

The two were at a stalemate.

"Hehe!" Lin Tianxiu suddenly sneered, "Okay, if you don't want to give it to Wei Mo, then eat it in front of my eyes! Don't force me, do it yourself~"

"What are you doing?daughter-in-law~" An old voice came from the other end of the garden.