"What did you hear?" MOJIN asked at once.
Su'er then lowered her head and scratched the back of her head: "I was only three years old at that time, but now I can't remember it very well. The most impressive sentence seems to be what Mr. Fuchen said to my mother: you still can't forget him."
That he, needless to say, is mujin.
"And from then on they were strangers?" Mujin's dark eyes are like a deep well, deep and terrible.
Su'er shook her head: "no, in the new year, Mr. Fuchen invited my mother to a banquet in the king's city, but I don't know why they didn't talk slowly after the new year, and they went further and further. Some people say it's because my mother can't let go of the little Lord, but more people say that the aristocracy can't accept my mother's identity of marrying and having a child, and can't let her be the main office, and my mother's personality is so strong, so... "
Su'er said with a shrug, a rather sad look.
"Would you like your mother to be a sideroom?" Mujin looks at su'er and her delicate little face in the orange candle light, which is as delicate and gorgeous as a good aliphatic jade.
Su'er naturally shook her head: "of course not, but Mr. Fuchen also said that he only married my mother. Since there is only one, it doesn't matter if it's the main room or the side room."
"Indeed, it doesn't matter!" Mujin's voice is so weak that almost all of them can't hear the mood in mujin's tone.
"Young Lord, don't blame my mother. After all, everyone thought you were dead at that time. My mother asked people who left the hidden family to inquire about you every year, but all the news was that you were dead. My mother always couldn't see any hope in this way, and would inevitably fall into disappointment. Then Mr. Fuchen appeared at this time. I think if you are less Lord, if you are really dead, my mother should marry Mr. Fuchen at last! " Sue looks like a little adult.
"So you don't want me alive at all, do you?" Mujin's lips are light as water, and her voice is like the rain falling from the eaves, quietly buried in the soil.
Su'er looks at mujin, shakes her head, and looks serious: "I've told young Lord so much, but I just don't want young Lord to disappoint my mother. Don't let my mother think all these years of waiting are in vain! Therefore, young Lord, you should strive to be like Mr. Fuchen! "
"Sleep!" Mujin stretched out her hand and gently arranged it on su'er's shoulder. The color of her eyes under the mask was dim.
Su'er sleeps silently in the inner side of the bed, while Mu Jin, who sleeps in the outer side, is also very quiet, silent, even unable to hear her breath.
Su'er's hands and feet are exposed outside, only the belly is covered tightly. In the dark night, the black eyes are bright and deep.
In an instant, it was like the water of a deep pool, with a deep light.
The night is thick as ink, and the rainy road is wet. Wei Iri is dressed in a white water skirt with a mop of tobacco cages and plum flowers. Her hair is like black paint and combed into a reversed bun. On her head is a newly picked white hibiscus, which looks like a delicate orchid, and her skin looks like clotted fat.
Walking on the road, it looks like a peach blossom blooming in winter, charming and moving.
One side of the face is embroidered with plum blossom veil, only showing a pair of beautiful eyes, and the beautiful mole under the corner of the eyes is particularly conspicuous.
"Where are you going?" As soon as Wei iris came out of the yard, the voice of the cold moon sounded behind her.
Wei irises turned around, only the shadow of the cold moon stood under the whirling tree in the night: "I want to go out!"
"Do you wear this to see anyone?" Asked the cold moon with a little doubt.
Wei iris's dress is not grand, but it must have been deliberately dressed.
Wei didn't speak, and then the Cold Moon said, "is it su'er's master?"
Wei iris opens her hand and a small gourd lies quietly in her hand: "go to see the owner of this small gourd!"
The cold moon comes out of the whirling shadow of trees. The moonlight climbs on its face and outlines its angular Outline: "who are you?"
"No, you haven't heard from him for such a long time. Obviously, he is hiding from you and doesn't want to be found by you. But he left this little gourd, which means that the person he met is me. But Jiangnan hospital is too strict for him to enter, so I have to go out to see him!" She didn't know how many experts were hidden in the Jiangnan courtyard, but at that time, Mr. Fuchen didn't come in directly, but lingered outside all the time, which proved that the Jiangnan courtyard was tightly guarded.
"No, you can't leave Jiangnan hospital without the master's order!" Cold moon vetoed it directly.
"But if I don't leave Jiangnan hospital, we may never know who that person is!" Wei said it with great caution.
"It's better to discuss this matter with the master. He asked you to leave, and his subordinates will not stop you!" The tone of the cold moon is still firm.
"If mujin knew, he would not appear at all!" After thinking about it for so many days, Wei iris has been wondering why the other party left the little gourd outside the Jiangnan yard, and then disappeared, leaving Qingming waterside pavilion without any trace.
So what's his purpose? Just simply tell her that Ning Fuyan is still alive?
Or want to use this little gourd to tell her that he is in charge of everything and let her not struggle?
No, people in the dark will want to hide in the dark all the time, so that no one can find their trace.
So his purpose is probably just to see her.
Because when she looked at the small gourd under the candlelight, she found a very magical thing, that is, the image engraved on the small gourd had changed under the candlelight.
The carved image on the gourd is illuminated by candlelight, but the image projected on the table has become her present appearance.
And the person of that image is holding a small gourd in his hand, putting it on his mouth, playing softly.
So she understood what the little gourd wanted to convey.
That is to ask her to go out, and then blow the little gourd, he will appear.
"Without the master's order, I won't let you leave Jiangnan hospital!" Cold moon insists on his opinion.
"If you don't let me leave Jiangnan hospital, it will only get further and further away from the truth. Now we have wolves in front of us and tigers behind us. We won't find out the wolves hidden in the dark. When the fierce tiger comes out, we will only have a way to die. You can see how powerful Mr. Fuchen is. Your high martial arts can't even pull out the sword at that time. Although mujin won the battle before Master Fuchen, but that's when Lingzhu controls mujin. What if Lingzhu can't control mujin? Master Fuchen will kill mujin and take away the Pearl from him! " Wei is not alarmist.