Pei Daozhu had to go to the water pavilion with her.

It was late autumn, the water was chilly, and the lotus leaves were withered and curled.

Bamboo curtains hung down on all sides of the water pavilion, and the old lady could be vaguely seen eating tea inside.

Mama Jiang sent Pei Daozhu to the door, and motioned for the other maids to retreat, but she stayed outside the door.

Pei Daozhu stepped into the water pavilion puzzled, and respectfully saluted the old lady: "Auntie." ”

"Good boy...... old lady took her hand, motioned for her to sit beside her, looked carefully for a long time, and couldn't help laughing, "I knew early on that your child and Xuan Ce were a good match. This period of time is with his birth and death, thank you for your hard work! Your dance on the Chisha platform is so thrilling, I really sweat when I hear people talk about it! ”

Pei Daozhu lowered his eyes with a smile: "Where...... Accompanying the county prince is Ananda's blessing. ”

The old lady smiled and cooked tea herself: "Xuan Ce, this child, has had a bad fate since he was a child. His father was very harsh with him, you know. His temperament is very arrogant, and there are few friends in the world. I'm old now, my health is not as good as a year, and I don't know how many winters I can survive. If I am gone, who will love him? ”

Her voice grew deeper and deeper, and her ruddy face seemed to be a little older.

Pei Daozhu said softly: "Auntie is in good health, and it will not be a problem to live for another twenty years, why do you say such things?" ”

The old lady turned to her, stared at her for a long time, and suddenly solemnly held her hand: "Xuan Ce really loves you, Ananda, no matter what happens in the future, even if he stands on the opposite side of thousands of people, I hope that you still love him as much as you do now." ”

Her expression was so serious.

Pei Daozhu was stunned.

What can happen in the future?

Xiao Xuance, he is the prince of the dynasty who holds a lot of power!

Just when she didn't understand, she suddenly remembered Xiao Heng's life experience.

When the old lady said this, could it be related to his life experience?

His origins...... Is it bad?

She was so curious that she almost asked, but stopped the conversation just in time.

The old lady asked with concern, "I see that Ananda wants to speak and stops, but what do you have to say?" ”

"No ......" Pei Daozhu shook his head obediently, "Auntie, rest assured, even if everyone gives up on my husband, I will never give up on him." He is the best gentleman in the world, and he is the only one. ”

When she said this, Mrs. Xiao was much more pleased.

After Pei Daozhu left, the old lady picked up the teacup and took a sip slowly: "...... It's bitter. People in the world say that tea is elegant, but I still can't get used to drinking it until now. ”

Mama Jiang smiled: "Xiangye is very fond of it." ”

Speaking of Xiao Yun, the old lady looked at the autumn color of the pond, and her face was much calmer: "I hope that in the future, Ananda can understand my painstaking efforts...... You have to protect him all the time. ”

Pei Daozhu came out of the water pavilion and wanted to go to the opera garden to accompany the other female dependents, but somehow, when he saw the returning geese passing by in the autumn sky, he suddenly missed Xiao Heng very much.

I want to hug him inexplicably......

Pei Daozhu turned around suddenly and walked towards the Splash Ink Garden, where the men were staying.

asked while walking along the way, only to know that Xiao Heng went to see Prime Minister Xiao Cheng.

She hurried to Prime Minister Xiao's study, the stewards had gone to entertain the guests, and there was no guard, and there were two budgies hanging under the porch, and they were very lazy in the autumn afternoon, and they were napping with their heads down.

She smiled and nodded the little parrot's head, walked through the porch, and was about to knock on the door, but saw Xiao Yun through the Linghua window.

He stood alone behind the bookcase, not knowing what he was thinking, staring intently at a screen—

It was the one she and Xiao Heng sent.

After a moment, he suddenly sneered, picked up the lit candlestick, and poured the flame on the silk of the screen.

The silk yarn was flammable, and the fire quickly spread to the entire screen, and after only half a cup of tea, the delicate and dexterous rosewood embroidery screen gradually burned into black ashes.

The figure of the old man disappeared in the shadows of the study, and Pei Daozhu couldn't see his expression clearly.

But about ......

It's cold and disgusting.

Pei Daozhu took half a step back, his little face pale.

，

Good night duck

(End of chapter)