"Silly boy," Su Shi smiled, "Where is there a good person who fights and kills like that." ”

Qingzhou knew that her mother had always disliked military generals, and when she heard her mother say this, she didn't say anything more, only took the rice porridge from the maid's hand and fed her mother herself.

Su has been sick for many years, and his daughter has been tired after talking for a while, Qingzhou's heart is as careful as a hair, and he takes care of his mother meticulously, thinking that he doesn't know when he will be able to come back next time, Qingzhou's heart is sour, and he only hopes to accompany his mother and stay for a while.

When Su fell asleep, there happened to be someone in the front yard, only to say that the lord and Mrs. invited Qingzhou to go to dinner, Qingzhou tucked the quilt for his mother, and told the grandmother and maid who served carefully, looking at his mother's haggard and pale sleeping face, Qingzhou suppressed the sourness in his heart, and had to leave the courtyard of his biological mother.

The atmosphere in the banquet was very depressing, Chen Jinzhong and Jiang Shi did not say a word, Qingzhou sat down, facing this meal without the return of the son-in-law, only to feel ashamed, shameless to raise their heads.

After eating, Chen Jinzhong left the mansion, Qingzhou stood in the hall, naturally a meal of ridicule and humiliation from his mother-in-law was indispensable, Qingzhou listened without saying a word, until Jiang Shi was exhausted in his heart, then waved his hand and signaled her to leave.

Qingzhou looked at the sky, and wanted to go to the backyard to say goodbye to her biological mother, but when she saw the impatient look of the grandmother beside her mother, she dispelled her thoughts, and knew that saying goodbye to her mother was just to make her mother sad, she covered her eyes lightly, and got into the carriage with Forsythia.

The guards were still escorting all the way, and the carriage moved slowly, and when they returned to the general's palace, it was already dark.

Outside the door of the house, Forsythia helped the light boat to get out of the carriage, the housekeeper learned the news, has led the servant to wait there, the wind was strong at night, there was a maid who brought the cloak, for the light boat to drape on the body, the group was just about to enter the house, but heard a sound of horses' hooves from far to near, the light boat raised his eyes to see, he saw a light horse coming from a distance, to stay closer, everyone saw that the first person was Wanzhong Mountain.

Seeing Wan Chongshan return home, some people hurriedly knelt down to greet him, Qingzhou also stayed in place to wait, the man saw Qingzhou, there was a dark light flashing in his black eyes, and after he dismounted, Qingzhou was already bowing to him, and called: "Uncle." ”

Wan Chongshan bowed slightly, knowing that she was coming back from her mother's house, the man's dark eyes swept slightly, but he saw that there was no nephew in the crowd.

"Zi'an didn't come back with you?" Manju Mountain opened.

Qingzhou "groaned" in her heart, and before she could speak, the forsythia on the side had already interjected; "General Qiyu, my uncle didn't accompany Miss back to the door today."

"Forsythia!" Qingzhou hurriedly spoke.

Forsythia glanced at her and muttered a little aggrieved; "The slave is telling the truth."

Wan Chongshan's heart was dark, and he looked at the commander of the guards on the side, and before he could speak, the commander was already in his heart, and he took two steps forward and said respectfully; "General Rongyu, the young master got off the carriage halfway through, and he didn't let his subordinates send someone to follow, and his subordinates didn't know where the young master went."

"Nonsense!" When Wan Chongshan heard this, Yingting's eyebrows suddenly wrinkled, and he stood there, his tall figure as straight as a sword, and the butler on the side commanded; "Send someone to get him back!"

Wan Zi'an has always been used to being casual, and on weekdays, taking advantage of Wan Chongshan's absence in Beijing, he likes to go to those Qinlou Chu Pavilions and gambling houses to drill, and the housekeeper knows it, and when he heard the words, he immediately sent his family and the little maid to look for someone.

Wan Chongshan's eyes fell on Qingzhou again.

Qingzhou's body is thin, and his body is caged under the goose yellow cloak, which is even more inadequate, Wan Chongshan paused, and his tone was as relaxed as possible, and he said; "When that kid comes back, I'll make him make amends like you."

When Qingzhou heard this, she immediately shook her head, her eyes were like water, and she pleaded softly: "Uncle, you don't have to blame your husband for me."

Wanzhongshan's eyes sank slightly.

"My husband has just recovered from a serious illness, and I have been bored in the house for a long time, and today I can easily go out, and I am also greedy for fun for a while, and I ask my uncle to forgive me." Qingzhou's voice was subtle and soft, and her life in the General's Mansion was already difficult, and she really didn't want to make any more mistakes. What's more, Wan Zi'an didn't like her in the first place, and if he provoked Wan Chongshan again because of his return to the door, he was afraid that in the end, he would still blame himself for everything.

Wan Chongshan didn't say much, and after a while, he said; "It's hard for you."

After speaking, the man withdrew his gaze, took a step, and walked towards the house.