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Before the banquet was over, Mu Yu took Zeng Wan'er away with her on the pretext that she was not feeling well.

His expression was more gloomy than ever. He grabbed Zeng Wan'er's wrist and dragged her out of the palace like a corpse. Zeng Wan'er was full of fear and uneasiness. She kept struggling, grabbing Mu Yu with her sharp nails. She wanted to shout, but she couldn't cry out because she was afraid. Her sharp nails scratched several bloodstains on the back of Mu Yu's hand. She felt the burning pain, but he still dragged Zeng Wan'er forward.

When he arrived at the place where the horse drawn carriage was parked in the Marquis house of Zhenyuan, the coachman was about to take the bench down. He pushed Zeng Wan'er with an expressionless face, and said coldly in his voice, "go up."

Zeng Wan'er stares at her eyes in horror, and suddenly breaks away from Mu Yu's hand like a madness and shouts, "No."

She shook her head in the street, and when she didn't shake her head, she would not shake her head.

Outside the gate of the palace is a square where the carriages of Ministers' houses are parked. Beside the square is the moat. Walking along the moat for a long time, you can enter Zhuque street. Zeng Waner, intending to escape Mu Yu, runs along the street beside the moat to Zhuque street.

She ran as hard as she could. She didn't find a carriage running out of the street on the other side of the square. It was a luxurious carriage drawn by four horses. It was elegant in decoration and smooth in appearance. It seemed that it came from the noble family. But at the moment, the four horses were running with four hoofs, rushing towards Zeng Wan'er like crazy.

The coachman on the bus was as dusty as dust. He was clinging to the rein and wanted to stop the horse. But the horse was crazy and was not under his control. He had to face Zeng Wan'er, who was in front of the carriage, "get out of the way, get out of the way..."

Zeng Wan'er only felt a gust of wind blowing through her ears. When she recovered, she had been knocked out by the horse. Her body was turning over in the air, and then she fell into the moat beside her. With a plop, she fell into the water like a stone. She felt her internal organs as if burning, the whole body burning pain, can not help but spit out blood, feel that her body seems to be sinking. This scene happened so fast that Mu Yu didn't know what happened. Zeng Wan'er had fallen into the moat and looked at the bright red on the river. Mu Yu's eyes blinked vaguely, her brows locked and she wrinkled into a Sichuan character. The coachman next to him was so frightened that his brain didn't react to him. He jumped into the water and scurried down to look for Zeng Wan'er. The driver of the accident appeared from the water and apologized to Mu Li in a hurry. Then he got into the water and went to look for Zeng Wan'er. When Zeng Wan'er was rescued from the shore, she was dying. Her eyes were numb and her dress was stained with bright red. Mu Yu looked at her coldly and asked the coachman to take her to the nearest hospital.

Because of the timely treatment, although Zeng Waner lost her child, she recovered her life. However, her internal injury was relatively serious and she had to stay in bed for more than half a year.

"Have you heard about Zhenyuan Houfu?" Zhao Wenrui lies on the couch, twists a grape and throws it into his mouth. Looking at Shen Jingli, who is watering flowers in the yard, he asks.

"What's the matter?" Shen Jingli looked back at him, put the spoon back into the barrel, picked up the big scissors and pruned the dwarf trees nearby.

"You don't know?" Zhao Wenrui was surprised and hesitated whether he should tell him about this. Hearing the seriousness of his tone, Shen Jingli made a mistake and cut off the new branches of a dwarf tree. He sighed with regret. He picked up the branches and put them in the dustpan beside them. Then he put down the big scissors and went to Zhao Wenrui to talk to him.

"Something serious?" He asked himself, pouring water on the table.

Zhao Wenrui threw another grape into his mouth and bit it gently. It was sweet and juicy. He narrowed his eyes with joy and ate a few more before looking at Shen Jingli. Shen Jingli drank warm water and leaned on the rocking chair, shaking slightly back and forth, showing an expression of enjoyment.

He likes Shen Jingli's expression, pure happiness, as if nothing can disturb his good mood.

He also drank a cup of warm water and wrote lightly: "it's nothing important."

Since Mu Chen didn't tell Shen Jingli, it showed that he didn't want Shen Jingli to interfere with the affairs of Zhenyuan Houfu, so he had better not talk too much, in order to avoid destroying his good mood. Shen Jingli frowned a little, but his intuition was that Zhao Wenrui didn't tell the truth. He was thinking about what would happen to the marquis in Zhenyuan. He heard Zhao Wenrui ask, "my son is about to be born. Do you want to send a gift to your future son-in-law?"

Again. Hearing Zhao Wenrui's words, Shen Jingli couldn't help laughing. He was determined to be his own family?

"Wan, are you giving birth to a daughter?" Shen Jingli asked.

"Then I'll be your daughter-in-law." Anyway, it's up to the family.

Shen Jingli smile more happy, he nodded, "OK, I will give my future daughter-in-law backup big meeting gift."

Zhao Wenrui raised his eyebrows and gazed at Shen Jingli in a firm tone: "my baby is a son."

Shen Jingli originally wanted to tease him, but he couldn't help laughing at his serious retort.Seeing him smile, Zhao Wenrui realized that he was teasing himself. He made a big red face. He reached out to pull Shen Jingli's cheek and asked deliberately, "what's so happy about?"

"My daughter-in-law will be born, of course happy." Shen Jingli reached out and touched Zhao Wenrui's stomach. "Yesterday, Chuang Tzu sent some lotus roots. I asked people to make lotus root powder. Do you want to eat some?"

"Good." Zhao Wenrui has a good appetite recently. When he hears Shen Jingli mention something he has never eaten, he can't help licking his lips. "Have you never eaten lotus root powder?"

Shen Jingli curiously asked mother Jin if there was lotus root powder in this era. Mother Jin told him that lotus root was abundant in Jiangnan area. When lotus root was harvested, it would be dried in the sun, ground into flour and sold to other places.

Zhao Wenrui shakes his head. Their families are all rough people. They live a frugal and rough life. The delicate things like lotus root powder are not in their recipes at all.

Shen Jingli was afraid that he would not even know what lotus root powder was, so he popularized the production of lotus root powder and its practical value.

After popularizing lotus root powder knowledge with Zhao Wenrui, Jinyu brought two bowls of lotus root powder, plus dishes and boxes.

Lotus root powder is lotus root teeth color, shiny, very delicate, no white spots, looking very appetizing, Zhao Wenrui can't wait to eat, taste mellow and delicious, not even chapped mouth, he drank very happy, will not drink a bowl, turned round and handed the bowl to Jinyu, "give me another bowl."

Then, he picked up chopsticks and picked up a vegetable box to eat. As soon as he took a bite, he raised his eyebrows in surprise, "today is not a leek box?"

If you're tired of eating leek, you can't eat seven and a half bowls of Chinese chives every day.

"It's good to change the taste."

Zhao Wenrui also put a vegetable box, this is another kind of stuffing, he is more happy, smile eyes are narrowed. Shen Jingli got up and walked back and forth in the yard with his waist up. Zhao Wenrui suddenly raised his head and asked, "didn't Mu Jing get married this year and set a good date?"

"My second aunt said it would be on the tenth of August." Shen Jingli road.

"Not for a few days." Now it is July 37, and there are 14 days left from the tenth of August. Zhao Wenrui calculates the date and sighs a little regretfully.

He gave birth in those days, I'm afraid there is no way to celebrate.

"What's the matter?" Shen Jingli asked, "is the date set bad?"

No, it's a lucky day for my uncle and my second uncle.

Zhao Wenrui shook his head, showed a sweet smile, reached out to touch his stomach, cut all in silence.

"You..." Shen Jingli suddenly realized.

Zhao Wenrui nods and smiles at Shen Jingli. It seems that there are brilliant words in the sunshine behind him.

"Am, am..." Xun'er took Huaixin's hand and ran to them, "am, uncle is coming."

When Shen Jingli turned back, he saw Mu Yu coming in with a pot of wine. He seemed to have drunk a lot of wine. He was full of wine gas. His steps were somewhat flighty and his face was haggard. When he saw Shen Jingli for the first time, he asked, "Zi Annie?"

He made a hiccup, and suddenly staggered and fell forward. Shen Jingli was startled. He reached out to catch him. He waved his hand and stabilized his steps. He asked again, "where is zi'an?"

"Tea next door." Shen Jingli pointed to the house of Xu Yanlin.

Mu Yu made another hiccup, staggered around and walked out. Shen Jingli was not at ease. He asked Daji to come over.

"Daji, follow the uncle and send him to the master safely."

Mu Yu's appearance was really worrying. Shen Jingli seemed to think of something. He looked back at Zhao Wenrui, who was eating. "What happened to Zhenyuan Houfu?"

"What?" Zhao Wenrui didn't hear him clearly.

"I ask you, what happened in Zhenyuan Houfu?"

Xun'er leaned over and held Shen Jingli's leg. He raised his head and showed his worry that he was not in line with his age. "Am, uncle is so sad. Xun'er doesn't want uncle to be unhappy. Xun'er likes uncle." He flat mouth, rub Shen Jingli's back of the hand, "am, how can you make uncle happy?"

Shen Jingli looked at his clever son and didn't know how to answer his question. He didn't even know what happened to Mu Yu. How to make him happy.

He hesitated for a long time, then squeezed out a sentence, "your father has a way to make uncle happy."

"Really?" Xun'er's eyes were bright, "then I'll go to my father and ask him to make uncle happy."

Xun'er clapped his hands and ran out with Huaixin.

Shen Jingli laughed bitterly, and then asked Zhao Wenrui about Zhenyuan Houfu.