The wet nurse couldn't stand it anymore, "Miss, these people are just hearsay and spreading rumors to cause trouble, don't pay attention to it, let's go."

Zhuang Xiaoyu put down the curtain and said in a low voice, "Let's go."

Then he asked the guard driving the car: "Do you know Zhuangzi in the outskirts of the city?"

The guard shook his head: "I don't know, the humble job is to protect the safety of the high priest, I don't know anything else."

Zhuang Xiaoyu said again: "When you are on duty, send someone to look for that Zhuangzi to see if what these people say is true."

Since ancient times, there has been no rumors, and such remarks must not have happened overnight. If the body is upright and not afraid of the shadow, it can stand the investigation. "

The guard agreed: "Yes."

Back at the Priest's Mansion, Zhuang Xiaoyu went to see Zhuang Huaisen, who was sitting in a wheelchair, staring at the gloomy sky in a daze, not sure whether he was missing the glory of the past or depressed about the current downfall.

Zhuang Xiaoyu walked into the bedroom, closed the door, and called him softly: "Father."

Zhuang Huaisen didn't even move.

Zhuang Xiaoyu stood for a long time, her ankle hurt again, she limped over, pushed Zhuang Huaisen to the table, poured two cups of tea, picked up a piece of pastry and fed it to Zhuang Huaisen's mouth: "Father, Today is the Lantern Festival, let me spend the Lantern Festival with you.

When you were the high priest, you were busy praying for the common people and offering sacrifices to heaven and earth, but you never had a meal of Lantern Festival with me..."

While talking, there was a knock on the door, Zhuang Xiaoyu stood up, and limped to the door, and saw the wet nurse holding two bowls of sweet-scented osmanthus yuanxiao: "Miss, there are yuanxiao cooked in the kitchen, so I brought them directly .”

"Give a bowl to Yu Sui, and you can eat some too." Zhuang Xiaoyu took the plate, "I don't need to wait here, you can do your work."

After the nurse left, Zhuang Xiaoyu brought the Lantern Festival back to the table, picked up a bowl, scooped up a grain of Lantern Festival, and fed it to Zhuang Huaisen's lips: "Father, eat some."

Zhuang Huaisen just stared at Zhuang Xiaoyu, his gaze shifted from her forced smile to her lame leg.

Zhuang Xiaoyu looked at her leg: "When I was looking for my elder brother, I fell off the horse and sprained my ankle, but it's almost healed, so it's okay."

Zhuang Huaisen opened his mouth and ate a Yuanxiao.

Zhuang Xiaoyu put the bowl on the table, took Zhuang Huaisen's fingers, and taught him to hold the spoon: "Father, you just can't move the other hand, but your hand is good, you have to learn to eat by yourself , even if I'm not by your side in the future, you won't starve yourself."

Zhuang Huaisen shook his hands, according to Zhuang Xiaoyu's teaching, holding a porcelain white spoon, scooped up a glutinous rice ball, and brought it to his mouth.

Zhuang Xiaoyu's eyes suddenly turned red, "Father, you taught me how to eat when I was young."

Zhuang Huaisen still sent Yuanxiao to his mouth one by one, indifferent to his daughter's sobbing.

Zhuang Xiaoyu held Zhuang Huaisen's immobile cold hand, and said in a hoarse voice, "Father, elder brother is gone!"

Zhuang Huaisen's fingers paused, still holding the white porcelain spoon.

Zhuang Xiaoyu said again: "I personally watched the people in the mansion and buried him generously!"

The spoon in Zhuang Huaisen's hand fell to the ground with a crisp sound, and the tiles scattered.

"He was abused and changed beyond recognition. He passed away, and he was relieved." Zhuang Xiaoyu's tears rolled down: "You don't have to always expect him to come back to inherit the position of high priest, father, recognize the reality, this priest The mansion is no longer our priest's mansion.

Now only you and I are dependent on each other, if you die, I will not be able to live. "