110 sisters

The weather was hot, and Liao Yong's window was not closed. The room was burning with wormwood, and the gently curling fragrance slowly rose.

Across the smoke screen, everything in the room seems to be a little illusory.

He Xuan's eyes never left the woman in the room. She stood at the door a lot before she dared to move forward a few steps. When she stood in front of Liao Yong's bed, tears fell without warning. She covered her mouth tightly with her hands for fear of a sound...

Liao Yong has a strange habit of sleeping. He always likes to light a small lamp. With this trace of light, He Xuan carefully looked at the woman in front of her.

Although she has also read the tears of the beauty described in the poems, He Xuan has really never seen a beautiful person who is to cry. No matter how beautiful a woman is, as long as she cries, her face will always be deformed... However, this woman really cries like a pear blossom with dew.

Although she is several years old, this woman is still charming... It can be imagined what kind of beauty she would be in those years.

The question just now came to He Xuan's mind again. Who is she? Why do you want to see the mortals? Why do you cry so hard when you see it?

At this time, the woman had stopped her grief and slowly walked closer. He Xuan couldn't help pinching the thorn in her hand more tightly...

"Son, don't worry... She... won't hurt Mr. Liao..."

While He Xuan was observing the situation in the room, Xiu Fei was also observing her.

I haven't seen him these years, and Xiu Fei is actually not sure whether the person in front of him is his own young lady.

While He Xuan was afraid that Mrs. Meng would be unfavorable to Liao Yong, Xiu Fei was also preparing for He Xuan. However, after a look, Xiu Fei really saw some imaginary places with his wife from He Xuan's face...

But Xiu Fei was still a little worried. Looking at He Xuan pinching the thorns in his hand getting tighter and tighter, Xiu Fei said what he just said indifferently, but the whip in his hand did not slack at all.

He Xuan heard Xiu Fei say this, smiled gently and said, "Uncle Xiu, I..."

"Come on, uncle also asks you something."

He Xuan then turned her eyes to Xiu Fei's face.

"Son, why is it a man's clothing? I heard from the abbot that in addition to Mr. Liao, all the officials in the court are all officials. Is the prince the same? Where have you and Mr. Tao been in so many years?

Listening to Xiufei's series of questions, He Xuan sighed and went to Beijing with her master, saw all kinds of things after her father was beheaded, and simply talked to Xiufei...

After listening to He Xuan's words, Xiu Fei's doubts about He Xuan were relieved, but his eyebrows were locked tighter.

"Son, aren't you... not playing with fire? What if someone breaks your daughter one day?

"For my father's sake, I have no choice... Uncle Xiu, how can you..."

"The general specially assigned me to protect Mrs. Meng. She lived in the back mountain, where there was a secret road leading to the mountain... And I lost my hair, disguised as a mute, guarding at this only place to enter and exit... This yard is not easy to open, so..."

Both of them stopped talking here. He Xuan turned her head. At this time, Mrs. Meng was sitting at Liao Yong's bedside and entered the room from her. Her eyes did not leave Liao Yong's face, and the tears in her eyes did not stop.

"Who is she?"

Xiu Fei was stunned, shook his head and replied, "Son, don't ask. Some things are better not to know than to know.

After listening to Xiu Fei's words, He Xuan smiled and said, "Okay. Since uncle doesn't want to say it, I won't ask.

"There is one more thing, can you accompany me to see Miss Jinse..."

When it comes to Jinse, He Xuan suddenly remembered what Xiu Fei just said. He was going to see Jinse!

"Why did uncle want to see Jinse?"

Seeing He Xuan's face full of doubts, Xiu Fei asked, "Don't you remember?"

"What?"

"It's not your fault. At that time, when the prince went out with the general, he was just a child who had just turned one year old, and at that time, the wife added a second lady for the master. But..." Speaking of this, Xiufei lowered his voice. "In order to control the general, the empress dowager of the current dynasty left the second lady who had just one month full moon in the palace..."

After listening to this, He Xuan nodded and said, "That's what I remember. However, when my father was convicted, my adoptive father also inquired that my sister had been sent out of the palace and disappeared... And I was also on the list of the seizure... Although I don't know why, the seizure order was no longer mentioned, but my sister..."

"Miss II has never been sent out of the palace, and that's the Jinse girl..."

Hearing this, He Xuan stood up and shook her head and said, "This is impossible."

"It's true." Seeing that He Xuan didn't believe it, Xiu Fei quickly explained, "At that time, there was indeed a little girl who was sent out of the palace, but that was not the second lady. At that time, the child was sent to this temple. The abbot was kind and asked for a favor for the child... Miss may not know, but I remember that there was a red mole on the left foot of the second lady, and the second lady suffered some kind of illness in the fetus. The little toe of the right foot and the fourth toe were connected..."

After listening to Xiu Fei's words, He Xuan was still skeptical. Seeing her like this, Xiufei said, "Why don't you take me to see the second lady... You... can also find out..."

He Xuan nodded and took Xiu Fei to the wise prince's yard. Xiu Fei stayed in the courtyard first, and Rong Hexuan went in first to have a look.

Entering the room, He Xuan lit the oil lamp. Although it was a little disrespectful, she still gently lifted the quilt under Jinse's feet...

Seeing the same situation complained by Xiu Fei, He Xuan really stood there as if she had been used to fix her body... This person turned out to be her sister... A few days ago, she went to pay tribute to her father and happened to meet Jinse to worship her ancestors... It turned out to be like this...

He Xuan sat by Jinse's bed and helped her cover the quilt again... She laughed again with tears...

Xiufei and He Xuan stayed in the yard for about a quarter of an hour, and then returned to the yard just now. On the way back, Xiu Fei looked at He Xuan several times and stopped talking.

"What does uncle want to say, just say it."

"Three things. First, if the prince can hear the next word, it's better to stay away from the wrong place as soon as possible. Or get sick or resign, or do something big or leave the officialdom. Second, since Miss Er is also very familiar with you now, please take more care of her. Compared with you, Miss Er..."

"I understand, what else?"

"As for the third... prince, there is actually another saying about the death of the master. I don't know if you have heard of it?"

"What do you say?"

"In those years, the people of the ginseng were indeed Lord Zuo, but..."

"Since he is definitely the best, what else is there?"

"At that time, I entered Beijing with the master, and there was also a deputy general surnamed Xu. On my way to Beijing, I once met him... At that time, he seemed to be being chased and didn't tell me very clearly... But I vaguely remember that he seemed to tell me that it was the general who asked him to send letters to Lord Zuo and ask Lord Zuo to join me. My...but... At that time, he was confused, and I didn't listen too carefully, so he was caught back... So..."

"Oh?"

Hearing this, He Xuan couldn't help frowning, "Is this credible? Isn't it the bitter plan of the people in Lord Zuo's house and the counselor?

Xiufei shook his head and said, "If it's just a one-sided word, it's naturally not credible. But with Mrs. Meng, this is seven or eight points credible.

"Does she have anything to do with her father's death?"

Xiu Fei bit his lip and thought about how to tell He Xuan. Finally, he only said, "The prince only remembers that this lady is the one who the master desperately wants to protect, that's it."

This ambiguous words made He Xuan even more suspicious. Who is this Mrs. Meng? Why did her father protect her even if he sacrificed his life? Is what Xiufei said true? Did your father invite you to join you?

What's going on? Who is associated with whom? Where on earth should we start to find these thousands of clues?

He Xuan still wanted to ask, but she saw that Mrs. Meng had stood up from the head of Liao Yong's bed. Step by step, she reluctantly left Liao Yong's room and quietly went to the door.

When she came to the courtyard, Mrs. Meng saw He Xuan and gave another salute.

He Xuan held her hand and said, "It seems that the wife is old and the parents of the younger generation. This kind of courtesy to the younger generation really kills the younger generation."

"Son...little woman, there is something to ask for, I don't know if you can agree?"

"Madam has something to say, just tell me, the younger generation can't afford this word 'begging'."

Mrs Meng wiped the tears on her face and whispered, "Just now, the prince should be a martial arts man. After listening to Brother Xiu, he is very familiar with Mr. Liao. I don't know if he can... or not..."

He Xuan thought, if this lady doesn't want to continue to know about the mortal world in the future, she just wants to protect him. Thinking of this, He Xuan smiled and said, "Madam, don't worry. The younger generation is now living on Liao's house. Although he is not facing Brother Lifan, he sees each other day by day. Moreover, since Uncle Xiu is in this temple, he will naturally continue to write letters in the future.

"Good...good..."

After listening to He Xuan's words, Mrs. Meng's tears burst out again and nodded hurriedly.

Suddenly, some noise came from the porch.

"Madam, it's almost time. We should go."

Mrs Meng nodded, but looked at Liao Yong's room a few times, and then gritted her teeth and turned around and left the yard.