In that year, she saw Jiang Yan and accompanied him to the battlefield. In the end, although he captured his heart and made his concubine, it was just that. In his heart, there was more than just one of her. He also had a wife. Now that she was ill in bed, he was lingering beside others. Her rashness, it is better not to repeat her destiny.

There is a girl who sent the soup medicine, and Luo's took the medicine. She retired the girl who was on the left and left and whispered to the whisperer: "There is a dark grid on your mother's bed. You can take out the things inside."

He whispered, took a yellow cloth from the dark grid, and handed it to his mother-in-law.

Luo Luo opened the cloth bag and took out a string of gold chain. At the lower end of the chain was a copper-sized wafer with a strange pattern carved on it.

"Mother, what is this?" Secretly said.

"Sir, listen to your mother, put this away, and don't let anyone see it. If one day the mother is really gone and you have nowhere to go, take it and go to the East China Sea." Locke Coughing.

"Mother, Sether knows, you take a break." Sether said distressedly, her mother was afraid that she would go into a dead end, leaving her a token. However, she knew that she would not be on a dead end.

孩子 "Child, if the mother is really gone, you will burn the mother and sprinkle the ashes to the East China Sea." Luo said with a smile, as if talking about an insignificant thing.

He was sour and sour, tearing up his tears: "Mother, you will be fine, and children will not let you be fine."

Luo Shi sighed: "Stupid child, in fact, my mother has been looking forward to that day, so my mother can return to the East China Sea."

Luo Luoshi said this for a while, apparently exhausted, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

He stood there idly, looking at her mother's pale face, and finally couldn't help the tears, and ran down his face like crazy.

At noon, under the guidance of the girl, Seir came to Jiangfu Hall for a meal. Since her memory, only during the New Year, she and her kin have the opportunity to come and eat here. On weekdays, she eats at her kin's place. My mother is a puppet, and I have no chance to eat in the lobby.

This is your sorrow, never qualified to be equal with your husband.

This may be the first time since returning home after being married, so her father allowed her to come here.

Dad, her, and dad's eldest wife, three people around a large round table, quiet, no one ever said anything.

In front of me, there is a table full of colorful dishes.

Sweet and sour salmon, emerald cabbage heart, braised fish ball, lotus leaf chicken, white jade cucumber, steaming small row of soup ... and three small bowls of green jade, filled with snow-like white jade long rice grains.

He stared at the table full of delicacies, remembering his mother who was still sick, and had no appetite. Looking coldly at the pair of men and women who were eating slowly across the opposite side, they wondered: "Is this what her father and mother-in-law are?" How relentless it is! ?

Undoubtedly, Dad also hurt her. From childhood to age, she used food that was no worse than Jiang Honghong, the mother and daughter of her mother. Teach her to practice poems and etiquette, masters of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, as well as emperors who are invited by his father.

Alas, father and mother are always so alienated. This makes it hard to believe that father and mother-in-law have also killed enemies side by side on the battlefield. At that time, it was said that Dad had risked and asked the emperor to marry him. Are those just legends?

"Sir, marry, you have to be a husband, you must be safe and secure, and you don't have to make a temper." Jiang Yan said lowly.

"Oh!" Secretly agreed in a dream, mother-in-law can be considered safe and secure, but in exchange for something!

"Sir, why don't you always watch but don't eat it? Come, eat some fish **** and make up for yourself." Madam took a fish ball and handed it over.

Her voice, gentle and soft, like spring breeze, and her smile, light and shallow, like spring flowers.

主 The county master at that time, today's Mrs. Ding'anhou is using such a smile, with such a voice, to confuse father and father. The mother is too proud, just like Hanmei in the snow, how can she get the love of this filigree flower.

He gave her a cold glance, but did not speak, nor did he use chopsticks to pick it up. The eldest lady had to stand up awkwardly and put the fish **** in the surly bowl.

"Did you see your aunt picking vegetables for you?" There was a little anger in the voice of Hou Jiangyan in Ding'an.

He smiled coldly.

Did she really give her food? If it's normal, she will get her false feelings, but today, when she thinks of her mother on the sickbed, she doesn't want to!

"I'm not hungry, I'll go and see my mother! Besides, it's my mother, not me!"

There was a slight "snap" from behind me, the sound of chopsticks re-tapping on the table. Jiang Yan's complexion was blue, and there was a little pain in his eyes.

"You are not allowed to leave, when did you become so uneducated. Auntie cooks in order to make this table for you, you must finish it!" Jiang Yan said coldly.

"Thank you Auntie, but I'm really not hungry!" Chur said, leaning back.

"Master Hou, don't get angry. Since the child isn't hungry, let her go!" The gentle gentle voice of the old lady came again, and only felt harsh.

"Ma'am, why bother asking for me, no one is forcing you to do this, isn't it tiring to act in this way?" Whispered without looking.

For a moment, Mrs. Wu's face turned pale and snowy, she didn't know if it was angry, or she finally talked to her.

"You ... Get out of here!" Jiang Yan's voice became cold again.

He walked out with a slight smile, and at the corner, the smile gradually solidified, and there was a dignity on the beautiful face.

For more than ten years, she has always been knowledgeable and elegant, but today, she can no longer be dignified. It was not her mother's blood that had flowed rebelliously in her blood, or whether it was this situation that forced her to do so, and she did not know. In short, seeing the pale face of Auntie, she still had a hint of pleasure in her heart.

My dear mother, is this your love for waiting for the whole life? Don't forget this love. Madam, don't wait for you to go. Seorei will accompany you to the East China Sea to watch the sunrise.

However, before going to the East China Sea, there are still some things to prepare, so he decided to go to Xuanyuan House. According to the mother, Xuanyuan House has some items that are essential for maritime navigation, so you may borrow them.

Jinyufang is in the western part of Feicheng. The imperial ditch of the imperial city flows from here. This is the home of the wealthy and wealthy people of Feicheng. Looking at it from afar, it is extremely prosperous to draw the carved beams and the Yuyu Qiongge.

As the four great families, Xuanyuan Mansion was established here.

Xi Xuan Xuan Mansion was originally a famous martial arts gate. It has risen for hundreds of years. One hundred years ago, a wizard--Xuan Xuan old man.

The old man did not have martial arts, but he developed a lot of kits and tricks. Many masters of martial arts had been defeated by the old kits and tricks of the old man. Therefore, Xuanyuan Mansion is also famous on the rivers and lakes.

Twenty years ago, another wizard came out of Xuanyuan Mansion, the old man of mystery today.

It is said that more than ten years ago, Wulin had a demon king. He was addictive to killing, and the evil kung fu was extremely high. Many decent masters made his soul under the sword.

The old man Xuan Xuanji solved the devil easily with only a pot.

It is said that half of the pot is filled with poisonous wine and half is filled with fine wine. Press different holes on the handle to pour different liquids.

I can hardly imagine what kind of genius can make such a wonderful thing.

Many years ago, Xuanyuan Mansion withdrew from the rivers and lakes and was used by the court. Nowadays, there are few KitKat objects flowing into the rivers and lakes.

Li Tian is a lonely black, like splashing ink. A crescent moon hung on the treetops, exuding misty light, but could not illuminate the boundless black.

Minjiang stood quietly outside the wall of the backyard of Xuanyuan Mansion, Yuehua faintly shed, and Qingguang shrouded her, covering her with a lot of moonlight. The pink face is hidden in the shadow of the moonlight. It is not real, but only the beautiful back and the black silk that is soft and soft.

更 After three more drums, Seir pulled out the mask that Feng Nuan gave her from her sleeve, covering her beautiful face, only revealing a pair of bright black eyes. She stood up and jumped up the high wall like a light smoke. Her posture was light and graceful. The blue shirt stirred up in the wind. It was elegant and romantic.

The backyard of Xuanyuan Palace is a large area of ​​bamboo forests, swaying in a fresh posture under the light breeze.

He jumped down the high wall carefully and walked slowly from the bamboo path. Because I was afraid of an ambush, I walked very slowly. But after a long walk, I saw Zhu Ying's mother-in-law, only smelling the fragrance of bamboo, it seems that there is no organization.

But when she walked, she noticed something wrong. Because she walked in the forest for a quarter of an hour, but still did not walk out of this heavy bamboo wall.

At this moment, Suther suddenly realized that he was in the battle. Although there is no ambush in this bamboo forest, the array is arranged.

She stopped and looked up at the bamboo forest where she stood. The bamboo, which was originally elegant and gentle, became dense like a sea, covering the dim moonlight, making her feel a gloom like a land. The wind moves the bamboo leaves, making a mysterious whistling sound, layer upon layer, endless, like a ghost and a wolf howling.

I stood there and looked for a moment, and then I felt dizzy.

He is not very proficient in formation, but also involved. At this point, the array of meditation in front of the eyes is definitely arranged by an expert.

She looked around carefully and found that the bamboo branches in the forest were so cleverly planted that they formed countless wind swirls. After the breeze blew through, the bamboo forest expanded into a strong wind. In the scream of the wind, a little child's cry sounded to seduce her, and a faint sweet fragrance came, her heart was startled, and her eyes closed in a hurry.

No matter how wonderful the five-element gossip is, it is nothing more than illusion.

What you see with your eyes, what you hear with your ears, and what you smell with your nose, may deceive you, and only your own heart can be trusted.