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Back in the courtyard, she picked up her pen and began to write the ledger again, and the invitation card was lightly placed aside.

But after only two strokes, she remembered the begonia again. Since childhood, people in the house have said that begonias are Liu Boniang's favorite flowers, so every year when the season comes, there will be begonias in the house.

But she had never seen anything related to begonias in Liu Boniang's room.

On the contrary, my aunt once inadvertently mentioned to her that she wanted to embroider a pale white begonia dress for her grandmother. She was still young at the time, so she just smiled and asked her aunt, "What is a begonia?" โ€

The aunt used a needle and thread to sketch an outline for her.

There was a light white flower on the plain white veil, and the aunt touched her head gently: "This is." โ€

Jiang Wu seriously recalled everything in the past, and when she thought of her aunt, she couldn't help but have a smile in her eyes. When he looked at the begonia embroidered by his aunt in the memory, his eyebrows frowned slightly.

The middle feed in the house is in charge of Liu Boniang, but in fact, she felt that Liu Boniang was a little strange from her previous life. On weekdays, it is Jiang Yuying's small command, and Uncle Liu must do her best to do it.

She had thought it was a flattery. Even since her aunt fell ill, the house began to deduct her and her aunt's monthly routine, which was also a kind of flattery for Jiang Yuying by Liu Boniang.

But if that begonia was planted by Liu Boniang for her grandmother.

Then who is detaining her and her aunt in this house?

CHAPTER XLIV

Is it a grandmother?

Jiang Wu couldn't say for sure, but she just felt that everything was too coincidental.

She didn't let herself think too much, but returned to the courtyard with her usual steps. When she opened the door, a girl dressed in goose yellow was waiting in front of her door with a small package.

The girl in goose yellow clothes lowered her head, and Jiang Wu looked over, and could only see half of the girl's face. The girl had a small scar on her forehead, which was not covered by hair.

The footsteps attracted the attention of the girl, the girl looked up, saw her, the girl's eyes lit up suddenly, and said in a coquettish voice: "Hello Miss, I am Chenlian when we meet for the first time." โ€

A hint of surprise flashed in Jiang Wu's eyes, and she understood that this was the maid sent by the Prime Minister's Mansion.

She had been in the Prime Minister's Mansion for ten years, but she had never seen Chenlian.

She nodded her head and called the girl's name, "Morning Lotus." โ€

Chenlian looked at her with a pair of sparkling eyes, and said the first sentence except for greeting: "Is Miss fainting?" โ€

Jiang Wu didn't quite understand what she meant, but she still opened the door: "Don't faint blood, let's come in first." There is only one room in the courtyard that is clean, so we'll go and get a room for you. โ€

Hearing the sound of 'no blood', Chenlian puffed up her face and smiled: "It's okay miss, the slave and maid will clean up by themselves, โ–กโ–ก the reason to help the slave and maid clean up." โ€

Jiang Wu didn't say much, but said softly: "Okay." โ€

Chenlian opened the package in her hand, and then handed the wooden box inside to the young lady opposite.

She smiled as if there had never been any sorrow in this world. Chenlian has a pair of apricot eyes, and she is particularly squeamish and cute when she puffs out her face, and she looks at the young lady in front of her seriously.

When you meet for the first time, is this the person Childe likes?

She loves it too!

Jiang Wu took the wooden box in Chenlian's hand, and her eyes were stunned for a moment. Not because of anything else, just because this wooden box is very similar to the wooden box given to her by Tangerine Candy in her previous life, but the back of this wooden box is engraved with a faint 'ding'.

She opened the wooden box, and sure enough, there was a 'deed of sale' lying inside, with Chenlian's name written on it.

Chenlian has a delicate voice and a petite body. The clothes on his body are very similar to those worn by Tangtang in Fuzhong, but the style is not the same in some small places.

For some reason, Jiang Wu thought of orange candy when she looked at Chenlian.

"That's right." As if remembering something, Chenlian took out a packet of candy from her arms and handed it to Jiang Wu: "Miss, Sister Tangerine asked me to give it to you." Well, Sister Tangerine said that there were twenty pieces of sugar in it, and Miss ate one a day, and when Miss finished eating, she should be able to copy the Buddhist scriptures punished by Childe. โ€

As she spoke, Chenlian couldn't help but whisper a chuckle.

Hearing her talk about orange candy, Jiang Wu couldn't help but be curious: "What Buddhist scriptures?" โ€

Chenlian exaggerated the thickness with her hand and muttered, "Probably, probably, well, probably so thick!" Childe punished Sister Tangerine for copying it, and every day the Buddhist scriptures copied, Sister Tangtang had to send them to Childe. After I came back from Shangyang, I went to see Sister Tangerine Candy once, and the desk that used to be full of recipes is now full of Buddhist scriptures. โ€

Jiang Wu listened carefully, and couldn't help but be amused.

The cicada in the distance had a cold face, and one dead man's face changed and changed into another.

...... Morning Lotus calls Sister Tangerine.

He looked up into the courtyard.

Jiang Wu was sitting on the stone bench, watching Chenlian dancing and talking about the embarrassment of orange candy, and people who had never shown much emotion were amused to laugh.

From beginning to end, Chenlian kept looking at her with a smile.

Suddenly, Chenlian jumped up and pointed to the sky: "Miss, that star is so big." โ€

Jiang Wu looked in the direction of her finger, under the night, the moonlight was very light, but the star was very bright. Chenlian clasped her hands together and said softly: "Miss, when I was a child, my mother told me that when I met such a big star, I had to make a wish. When the heavenly ones hear it, they will grant our wishes. โ€

Jiang Wu looked at Chenlian and followed her example, folded her hands and closed her eyes, and laughed softly.

In the night, Chenlian secretly opened her eyes and looked at the young lady who was making a wish.

Under the faint moonlight, the girl's face was extraordinarily soft, like a spring flower stained with a layer of light snow.

Morning Lotus closed her eyes again.

whispered in his heart: "I didn't understand how to be a maid on the first day, Miss forgive me." โ€

Jiang Wu opened her eyes, looked at the very bright star, and said softly: "Morning Lotus, there are really gods and Buddhas in this world, so every time we make a wish, we must be sincere." โ€

Chenlian nodded seriously, her eyes still shining.

Jiang Wu looked at the sugar in her hand seriously, counted it, and found that it was indeed twenty, one was not much, and one was not much. It's not the round sugar in the glass jar, it's a crescent-shaped one, and when you peel off the candy paper, it's the color of snow.

Like ...... The moon made of snow.

Thinking of this scene, Jiang Wu couldn't help but chuckle.

From beginning to end, Chenlian has been looking at the young lady in front of her seriously.

The distant eyes of the cicada lingered on the sugar for a moment, then closed their eyes. As the night wore on, everything was silent again. When the lights in the courtyard were extinguished, the cicada suddenly opened its eyes and avoided its body to the side.

A cold needle was inserted straight into the place where he was lying.

If he was a little slower, the cold needle would have penetrated his forehead. His dead face changed and changed, and he looked at the petite reflection of the girl under the tree.

Under the moonlight, Chenlian looked at him with a smile: "I haven't seen him for a long time." โ€

The cicada's face was as cold as ever, and the boy stood on top of the treetops with his sword in his hand.

The girl looked up at him, her eyes full of smiles like summer flowers: "See you next time." With that, the girl hummed a song and walked away, the moonlight shining on the scar on her forehead.

The cicada was silent, and the scar was the flesh and blood that Chen Lian had cut with a stone little by little when she was seven years old.

*

Prime Minister's Office.

Tangtang brought the copied Buddhist scriptures again, she touched her nose and looked at Mo Huai: "Isn't the son still not coming out?" โ€

From the initial indifference to yesterday's leisure to today's worries, Tangerine always held a thick pile of Buddhist scriptures in his hand.

Mo Huai shook his head silently and looked at the Buddhist scripture in Tangtang's hand.

Tangtang couldn't bear it anymore, but he was still worried in the end, and hesitated to the door. Counting it up, Childe should have not eaten for three days. I had a serious illness before, how could I practice my body like this.

Mo Huai didn't stop it, just kept silent as the night.

Tangerine hesitated for a long time, but didn't knock it down. She stood beside Mo Huai and said softly, "You are by Childe's side every day, do you know the reason?" There's always a reason for that. โ€

It's like the dream she can't think of, and there is always a reason.

Mo Huai lowered his eyes, he did know the reason. But with Tangerine Candy, he couldn't say a word at the moment. The moonlight was faint, and there was a star in the sky that was exceptionally bright.

Mo Huai looked at the study with an oil lamp that reflected a faint light.

*

Inside the study.

An oil lamp was faintly lit, and there was no wind around, so the light and shadow in the room were only the fluctuation caused by the flames jumping.

The noble young man frowned indifferently, his fingertips were dried blood, he held the pen upright, and wrote one Buddhist sentence after another on the rice paper.

*

The next day.

When Jiang Wu lifted the quilt, almost the moment her feet fell to the ground, there happened to be a knock on the door.

"Bang-"

"Bang โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”"

Chenlian's voice sounded with a smile: "Miss, do you want to have breakfast?" โ€

Jiang Wu said softly: "Please come in." โ€

Chenlian pushed the door in, saw the young lady who was freshening up, her eyes were crooked, and then she put the breakfast in her hand on the table one by one.

Jiang Wu came to the table after washing, a little surprised.

...... Some more.

Chenlian said a little apologetically: "The slave didn't know what the young lady liked, and asked the people in charge of the meal in the house, but they didn't know." There was no way, so the slave had to take some of everything. โ€

Those cooks are not easy to talk to, although she has the name of a prime minister's 'student', but if it is just her maid, or the morning lotus who has just come to the house, in fact, the name is not so useful.

Knowing that it was not easy to come by, Jiang Wu used it seriously.

But no matter how much you use it, you can only use the usual amount, Jiang Wu blinked and said softly: "Chenlian, it's too much." โ€

Chenlian laughed: "But Miss likes it." โ€

Jiang Wu's eyes met her, she was stunned for a moment, and then nodded lightly: "Okay." โ€

As long as it is well-intentioned, she will not refuse, just looking at the table full of breakfast, she rubbed her head: "These things have to be eaten all day." โ€

Chenlian said softly: "No, the slave saw some cute rabbits on the back mountain today." Miss didn't run out of these just give it to the rabbit to eat. โ€

Jiang Wu: "Little rabbit? โ€

Chenlian: "Miss likes?" โ€