“…… Don't make a mess here. Mother Wu pushed Bi Tao in a panic, "Get up and put the lights in your hands, and then go and greet all the mothers-in-law in the backyard!" ”

Finally cleaned up and picked seven or eight lamps, and several strong mothers-in-law surrounded Zhao Qing's bedroom where Wu's mother and a group of people came.

“…… alarmed Wu's mother again, and the third grandmother said that she was fine, let Wu's mother go back and rest. Hearing that Mother Wu was coming, Xia Zhu pushed the door out with a haggard face, and there was an indescribable panic in his expression.

Seeing her like this, Mother Wu's heart pounded.

How can she still listen to this, she has always respected Zhao Qing's orders, she couldn't help it anymore, pulled away Xia Zhu who was blocking the door, and rushed in with an arrow.

Several white gauze octagonal palace lamps hanging on the Ruyi cloud pattern Chengchen were all lit, on the three-screen mirror platform carved with vermilion lacquer and mahogany and red wood, on the low table at the head of the bed, candles were lit on the small table of the eight immortals carved by mahogany, the huge bedroom was brightly lit, and behind the half-hidden curtain in front of the bed, Chunlan was half-kneeling on the bed and holding Zhao Qing, who was dressed in a snow-white robe, from her back to hold Zhao Qing, who was wearing a snow-white robe, wiped her forehead with a handkerchief, and comforted in a low voice.

When she got closer, Mother Wu found that Zhao Qing had a sallow complexion, sweating profusely, and her eyes were closed and leaning in Chunlan's arms.

Mother Wu couldn't help but exclaim, "God, what's wrong with the third grandmother?" "Walk up quickly," the third master ...... again" Seeing Zhao Qing's brows furrowed, he changed his words again, "The third grandmother has a nightmare again?" ”

"It's all right." Opening his eyes, Zhao Qing struggled to sit up straight, "Let Mother Wu worry." ”

"Lie down and don't move." Mother Wu grabbed her, "God." Why are these clothes soaking wet? "Putting his hand on Zhao Qing's back, he found that her back was wet, and he hurriedly greeted the little girl." Hurry up and get hot water! While dragging the quilt and wrapping Zhao Qing, she felt that something was wrong, and then lifted the quilt and unbuttoned her clothes, "The third grandmother quickly changed this coat and suffered the cold carefully." ”

"Chunlan has already gone to call for hot water...... "Seeing that Wu's mother was also dispossessed, she panicked and didn't know what to do, Xia Zhu hurriedly held her." Mother Wu don't worry, there are two braziers lit in this house. Quietly squeezed her hand, and saw Wu's mother looking over. Shook his head silently at her.

Mother Wu suddenly woke up.

The third grandmother just dreamed that the third master came to support the dream, and she didn't know how afraid she was, she was old in this house, and she was so flustered. She didn't have to scare out a bad thing. Yu Guang saw that Zhao Qing's face was indeed a little paler. Busy Qiang stabilized his mind, and also learned from Xia Zhu to gently pat her back.

"Third grandma don't worry, there is a light in this house, no matter what little ghosts and demons he does, he won't dare to break in again!" Thinking of something, he hurriedly put his hand into his arms and took out it for a long time, and took out a three-inch long peachwood sword, "This is the slave who was sick in the early years, and the slave's mother went to the temple to beg for it." After so many years of pressing under the pillow, I have never had a nightmare. The third grandmother should not be disgusted, first press under the pillow to a town, so as to delay the old lady's birthday first, and immediately let the second lady beg the old lady to invite a Taoist priest to come in and do the practice. ”

While shoving a three-inch-long peachwood sword into Zhao Qing's pillow.

didn't stop it, Zhao Qing turned sideways and asked Chunlan to take it and stuff it under the pillow, and she grabbed Wu's mother's hand, "There is something I want to ask Wu's mother......"

"The third grandmother just asks." Mother Wu nodded busily and asked again, "What did the third grandmother dream of?" ”

"Mother Wu has been in the house for the longest time, have you heard that the Shen family has ancestral teachings?" Zhao Qing looked at Mother Wu seriously and asked.

"Ancestral ...... "Mother Wu was stunned, "What ancestral training?" He muttered in his heart, "What kind of dream did the third master have, and what does this have to do with Zu Xun?" ”

"That's it...... The descendants of the Shen family are not allowed to compete with others for hegemony ......" After a little hesitation, Zhao Qing read word by word.

"The minions haven't heard of it." Mother Wu shook her head, "The descendants of the Shen family are not allowed to compete with others for hegemony if they are engaged in business. He muttered and repeated, and shook his head again, "Since the second wife entered the mansion, the slave has been waiting by his side, and I have only heard that the ancestors of the Shen family have a testament, and the women of the back house are not allowed to interfere in the business of the outer house, but I have never heard of such an ancestral motto." Looking at Zhao Qing, "Who did the third grandmother listen to?" ”

Zhao Qing's eyes lit up.

"It seems, those words ...... None of this is true. She muttered.

The sound is very low, and if you don't pay attention, you will miss it.

But in this quiet night, it was strangely clear, and it went straight into Wu's mother's ears.

"What did the third grandmother say?" She trembled like an electric shock and looked at Zhao Qing in shock, "What did the third master say about the dream?" Nothing is true? ”

Zhao Qing trembled violently, as if he remembered the scene in a nightmare again, and the five fingers holding the quilt were straight and stiff.

"Third grandma!" Chunlan shouted, and glanced at Wu's mother behind Zhao Qing's back.

Mother Wu was a little dumbfounded.

is stronger than a man in his bones, and he has never frowned in the face of the strong persecution of more than 20 people in Aisy, how could the third grandmother be scared like this tonight by her own question? With her pungent temperament that day when she was not afraid of any hornet's nest, it was just that the ghost of the third master came back to see her, and she would never be scared like this!

Third master, what kind of dream did you give her?

The next day is the old lady's birthday.

As soon as Zhao was not in Maozheng, all the rooms came to kowtow to the old lady for her birthday.

Listening to Huamei, she whispered in her ear, "Last night, the third master came to dream again, and the third grandmother tossed for half a night." The old lady raised her eyes and looked at Zhao Qing, who was kneeling slowly with the help of Xia Zhu.

I saw that her mutton fat white jade-like delicate cheeks were unprecedentedly covered with a faint layer of powder, her eyebrows were picturesque, and the rouge on her cheeks was as bright as the morning glow, which made people reveal a little brightness in the indifference, and the black green silk neatly pulled a high moon-looking bun, and inserted a jasper chrysanthemum hairpin obliquely, looking coldly, bright and shining, graceful and luxurious, and there was a kind of momentum that the superior was not angry and arrogant.

It's like his granddaughter-in-law, this compelling momentum is like which princess in the court is coming!

The old lady was in a trance.

There was a feeling of unreality in the dark, and I couldn't help but look at it carefully, and suddenly found a faint shadow under Zhao Qing's eyes under the bright sun, which could not be concealed even if I applied fat powder, and I couldn't help but chuckle in my heart.

What dream did the third master give her?

She is a woman who has been to the underworld and drank Meng Po soup, it is said that she will not be afraid of any bull-headed horse-faced wandering ghosts, not to mention that she and the third master have a deep relationship, and she should not be afraid, if she is not afraid of these, that is the content of the third master's dream.

What the hell is it, the third master actually gave her a dream continuously?

It made her so haggard in just two days, and she needed to cover it up with fat powder?

Thinking that although Zhao Qing looked indifferent, quiet and weak on the surface, he was a spicy person who was not afraid of heaven and earth, and did not blink his eyes when he came down from the couch, inexplicably, the old lady, who had always been steady and self-controlled, jumped in her heart.

Suddenly, she wanted to know what dream the third master had given Zhao Qing? (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point () to vote for recommendation, monthly pass, your support, is my biggest motivation. For mobile phone users, please go to M. to read. (To be continued......)