"He may flee to the ends of the earth, or he may become a rat crossing the street, in short, the people in the big house will not come back for a long time."

Maybe forever, because the Lin family will not let them go.

"So, what about Brother Chen?" Xiao Yunmeng hurriedly asked, no matter how unreliable Xiao Yunchen is, it is also his own brother's blood relationship, and it is not just broken.

"That person, I haven't figured it out for 20 years, I may have to squat in prison for the rest of my life, he is guilty of his own crimes, and later he faked his death and escaped from prison, which is called crime on crime, so the criminal law is superimposed."

"Yes, he brought it on himself." Xiao Yunmeng sighed, a little sad, after all, it was his own brother.

Xiao Yunfeng was silent, he really couldn't feel sorry for this younger brother.

The three of them chatted for a while, and Yunxi tried his best to talk about light topics, trying to relieve the dull atmosphere, but Xiao Yunfeng and Xiao Yunmeng had their own thoughts, and they couldn't be happy, so they barely laughed a few times and left.

Yunxi's heart was lost at once, her eyes looked at the picture scroll next to the pillow, the picture scroll was dirty by stepping on the shoe prints, but her heart was not dirty, it was just stolen.

This advantage is not bad for money, which can make tailors and embroiderers work day and night.

Yunxi sneered: "It means that I am vulgar, and if I don't speak, I won't lose to the Linglong County Lord." ”

Aunt Qingyang was anxious to see the effect and asked Yunxi to wear it, it was really a heavenly immortal, and sure enough, people wanted clothes.

After the two left, Yunxi went to bed to rest, and it didn't take long for Aunt Qingyang and Chunhua to come back, along with the generals who delivered things, and the two cooks.

"This dress is really beautiful, it's the Linglong County Lord here, as long as the Lord Weng doesn't speak, we won't lose."

Having said that, she was in a hurry, and waited for the master to give her the news she wanted.

"What's the matter, it's really good-looking, Chunhua, don't you say?"

Chunhua's eyes straightened: "It's good-looking, Miss is like a fairy daughter in the sky, this is like the lord of Weng, what are the ones you wore before?" So vegetarian! ”

said that Yunxi was too thin, and Mrs. Lin was not worried about Yunxi's diet, so she specially sent two cooks over to be responsible for cooking.

A long blue dress ripples like a lake, and the silky texture and quiet colors are like Chinese ink paintings. The exquisite moire embroidery on the body of the clothes seems to tell us how beautiful the owner of the clothes is, and the difference between the boudoir women is that there is a trace of heroism between the eyebrows of the woman in the mirror, and the mother looks like this in this dress, right?

Aunt Qingyang knew that Yunxi was thinking about Yihan, and now that Yihan had an accident, she must be very worried.

Yunxi looked at himself in the mirror, and it was indeed different.

Yunxi retracted his gaze and smiled at Aunt Qingyang: "What are you crying about?" People are still alive. ”

After separating from the master that day, the master said that he would go back to the house to freshen up and enter the palace to face the saint, I don't know if there is good news?

"Master Weng, cry, cry out and feel better."

The old lady also asked the general to send a lot of clothes and jewelry, the clothes were newly made materials, mostly Yunjin, and the best tailors and embroiderers in Kyoto made them. It's expensive and it's good-looking.

It's just that you look so good, who is it for?

She is most afraid of being quiet, as soon as she is quiet, she will be cranky, thinking of all kinds of internal organs.

Aunt Qingyang looked at her like this, knowing that she was self-anesthetizing and deceiving herself, she was obviously worried, and she had to pretend that nothing happened.

Aunt Qingyang asked Yunxi to lie down and rest first, and not long after Yunxi lay down, she heard Chunhua knocking on the door.