Ah Jiu just opened the painting scroll, and his jaw dropped when he saw it, isn't this Tuoba Yan?

didn't have time to take a closer look, hurriedly put it down, and helped Mrs. Snow up:

"Since you said that it is within my power, why bother, besides, your medicine did cure my eldest brother, and this is what I owe you."

Ah Jiu hastily helped Mrs. Xue to sit down, and her mind became restless, how could this be.

Reopened the scroll, and when she looked at it again, it was still Tuoba Yan, and she definitely didn't look away.

The portrait on the scroll has a large neckline, revealing the mole on the heart.

In this way, Ah Jiu really wondered if this was Tuobayan.

She still remembered that Ye Qing said when she was tempted that Nanming Jun, the son of King Nanming, had a mole in his heart, but Ah Jiu had not seen it with his own eyes, but he had only heard about it, but she was not Concubine Chang?

It is logical to find his own son, how did he find the son of King Nanming?

Could it be that she is the woman of the King of Nanming? Not Concubine Chang at all?

Seeing that Ah Jiu was embarrassed, Mrs. Xue said: "My wish in this life is to find my son, if the nine girls are not willing to help, just say it, I will definitely not be embarrassed." ”

When Ah Jiu heard this, he crawled out of his thoughts, closed the scroll and said:

"It's not that I don't help, I haven't figured out one thing."

Seeing Aunt Xue looking directly at herself, Ah Jiu frowned and continued:

"Aunt Xue, do you know Ye Qing?"

Mrs. Snow thought about pretending, and after thinking for a long time, she took a breath:

"I think I've heard of it."

"She is the quasi-daughter-in-law of King Nanming, and she is looking for Nan Mingjun everywhere like you, she is the son of King Nanming, and she also has a mole on her chest."

As soon as these words came out, Mrs. Xue's pupils shrank:

"It can't be."

Madame Xue suddenly looked at Meng Jiu'er with sharp eyes.

It was very different from her previous humble and meek.

Ah Jiu looked at Mrs. Xue: "Since you saved my eldest brother, I will let this person come now, but whether he is the son you are looking for, I am not sure, because King Nanming also thinks that this person is his own son." ”

This is a lot of information, obviously she is Concubine Chang, the son of the concubine of Emperor Huachang's empress after being demoted, how can she be involved with the son of King Nanming, who is the prince.

Madame Xue's hands and feet trembled, her son could not be King Nanming's, she and King Nanming did not have much communication.

At most, King Nanming has a close relationship with the Meng family, and has absolutely nothing to do with her.

In this way, his son still has to call Nanming King the second emperor.

However, Madame Xue has been incognito for so long, and she no longer wants to have anything to do with the palace, and there are some questions in front of her, but she can't say it.

She grabbed the scroll in a panic and said, "I may have made a mistake, or there is something wrong with the portrait, Nine Girls, farewell." ”

After saying that, Mrs. Snow turned around and left.

Ah Jiu sighed, Tuoba Yan, who the hell are you bastard.

Why are so many people looking for you.

Ah Jiu got up to say goodbye to Mrs. Xue, watching her back disappear into the corridor, Ah Jiu's inextricable emotions just came out and was pulled back to reality.

"Madame!" It's Zhao Kun.

"The boss is going to Nanming City to meet King Nanming, and I ask you if you would like to go with you."

Ah Jiu waved his hand:

"Menghua City still has a lot of things to do, prepare for military salaries, and manage household registration, you let the general go by himself."

Ah Jiu got up and went straight to the study as she spoke, she planned to take a look at Concubine Chang's secret history again, what was missing.

The leftover tea on the tea table was still steaming.

The snow outside the window turned into water, moistening the earth thoroughly, and a goose-yellow bud at the root of the dead grass tried to break through the soil.

"Zhao Kun, it's almost the New Year, you must tell Tuoba Yan to go home for the New Year!"

Ah Jiu added again.

Sitting at the desk and looking out of the unclosed window - Tuoba Yan, who are you?

Blacksmithing.

Since the return of Lady Snow, there has been no master.

Alain called her to eat, and it took her a long time to come to her senses.

On the way here, I heard that General Tuoba was going to meet the king of Nanming, and all the people outside were sending him off.

The shouts came and went.

Alan saw that after Mrs. Xue came back from the General's Mansion, she became six gods and no masters, and she was confused for a while.

Fortunately, Ning Yan has arrived.

"Aunt Xue, today I finally learned eighteen kinds of weapons and the art of war, presumably in the future, I can't always accompany me."

As he spoke, Ning Yan put away the gossip knife in his hand, knelt on one knee and clenched his fists to resign.

Beads of sweat rolled down the tendons while his bare shoulders were still in the cold winter.

Aunt Xue nodded: "The man's ambition is in the four ......" The blood of the Meng family flows with that invincible foundation, which is vividly displayed in this child.

As soon as Mrs. Snow gathered her thoughts and got up, she saw the mole on his chest at a glance, and suddenly her steps were frivolous and she almost fell.

Fortunately, he was supported by Alain: "Madam, what's wrong with you?" ”

"Ning...... Mengling, Mengjue! With a loud shout, Mrs. Snow's body went limp.

"Aunt Xue!" Ning Yan stepped forward and picked up the unconscious Aunt Xue:

"Aunt Lan, Miss Jiu'er is proficient in medical skills."

After speaking, he rushed to the general's mansion with Aunt Xue in his arms.