Madame is back after ten years away

Chapter 7
How could they think that they just went to have a meal, and there would be such an indiscriminate disaster!
They are just here for the first time, and they haven't even figured out the situation of the masters in the mansion, so how would they know, but they made a big mistake just once to help their young master.

Even Zhu Yuan couldn't be optimistic anymore, biting her lower lip, her face was full of uneasiness.

Shen Qing's heart was still with Yu Zihan, and she glanced in the direction he left, and said: "It's useless to worry about it now, let's go eat first."

Anyway, she didn't intend to be a maidservant in this mansion all the time.

She just needs to find out everything she wants to know before her identity is completely exposed or she can't get along.

If the situation is too bad, she is still the serious hostess of the mansion now, no matter whether she and Yu Jiuqing can continue to walk in the future, she will not be bullied in her own home.

……

On the other side, after Yu Zihan returned to his yard, he gave Zhou Hui a dissatisfied look before walking in.

Qian Zhaosheng followed behind him with a smile, and said, "Young Lord, you always say that you are not a child. Just now you glared at Zhou Weiwei. What is it if you are not a child?"

"You are the child, and your whole family are children."

Because of the failure to escape and the unreasonable harm to three innocent maidservants, Yu Zihan was in a very unhappy mood. After returning to the room and thinking about it, he turned around and wanted to go out again.

Xiangqiao quickly stopped him, "Xiao Langjun, where are you going?"

Yu Zihan pursed his lips, and there was a trace of reluctance and depression in the clear and pleasant young voice, "I'm going to find my father."

Before Zhou Hui told his father about the three maidservants, he had to talk to his father.

He can no longer let innocent people suffer because of him.

What's more, he didn't want that maidservant to suffer any harm no matter what...

Even if, therefore, he wants to take the initiative to beg the father he least wants to see now...

Xiangqiao was a little surprised. In recent years, the relationship between Mr. Xiao Lang and the Lord has deteriorated sharply. Not to mention Mr. Xiao took the initiative to find the Lord. Sometimes when the Lord came over, Mr. Xiao lost his temper and refused to see him.

She was late just now and didn't hear the conversation between Xiao Langjun and Zhou Hui, so she couldn't think of the reason why he suddenly went to see the Lord Lang, but something happened just now. Going to see the Lord at this time is definitely not for any filial reason.

Xu Shi was just shocked by the maid who looked like a lady, she was quite exhausted now, she sighed secretly, and said: "Xiao Langjun just made such a fuss, he must be tired, let's take a rest first, let alone At this hour, the Lord Lang should have not come back yet."

Yu Zihan's footsteps paused, his slender eyelashes drooped, and he said in a somewhat stern voice: "That's right, father never comes back until it's time to turn off the lights."

Xiangqiao watched this child grow up since she was a child, and she couldn't hear the loneliness and aggrievedness in his words, so she couldn't help muttering: "Xiao Langjun..."

"Forget it, when my father comes back, it has nothing to do with me."

Yu Zihan walked back to the inner room as soon as he turned his footsteps, as if he had given up the idea of ​​looking for his old father.

Xiangqiao felt distressed and helpless, and a little helpless.

It's just that she herself is in a mess now, and she really can't spare any effort to comfort her little master. After asking Qian Zhaosheng to look after Mr. Xiao Lang, she took a rare break from her little master's affairs and went down to rest.

The atmosphere of grief and indignation that has been lingering just now did not affect Qian Zhaosheng in the slightest. After he complied with Xiangqiao's instructions, he entered the inner room with his usual brisk footsteps, just about to make a joke with his young man, Let him not always put on the appearance of being owed 10 taels of silver, and be frightened by the little man who almost turned the whole inner room upside down.

He was stunned, carefully looking for a foothold in the messy ground, and said, "Xiao Langjun, what's wrong with you? You just wanted to make Aunt Xiangqiao unhappy, so there's no need to put yourself in bed." The place is such a mess."

Didn't this make me unhappy instead!

Yu Zihan didn't even give him one. He lay down next to a half-person-high cage and kept pawing. After a while, he relaxed his brows and carefully took out a long box from the cage, put it on the ground and opened it. , holding out a set of scrolls that were obviously carefully preserved from inside like a treasure.

Qian Zhaosheng, who grew up with his young man, immediately recognized what it was, and was a little taken aback, "Isn't this... a portrait of Madam?"

Madam, that is, the mother of their little man, suddenly disappeared ten years ago, and has not been seen yet.

There is only such a portrait of Mrs. Xiao Lang around him. In the past ten years, Qian Zhaosheng has watched it countless times with his Mr. Xiao Lang. He is so familiar with it that even if he does not know how to draw, he still feels that he can copy it with his eyes closed. .

Mr. Xiaolang regards this portrait as his own treasure, and usually hides it deep in the cage for safekeeping. He is afraid of being bitten by bugs and stolen by thieves. When I really miss my own mother, I will take it out to have a look.

Why did he suddenly find this painting now?

Yu Zihan still ignored Qian Zhaosheng, he looked at the scroll in his hand, carefully placed it on the ground, and spread it out bit by bit.

Suddenly, a beautiful and dignified young woman slowly appeared in front of them with a deep smile on her face.

However, she was seen wearing a water-green skirt with a bust and a large-sleeved blouse with a moon-white begonia pattern on it. She was sitting by a waterside very casually, even lazily, with her arms in her arms. Looking at a little baby with a tiger head and a tiger brain that looks only a few months old.

Xu is because she has just become a mother. Her figure is slightly plump, and there seems to be a soft aura that makes people yearn for. The movement of holding the baby in her arms is extremely gentle and compassionate. The thin piece of paper in front of me can be passed on.

According to Xiangqiao, it was drawn by the Lord Lang for their mother and son on the day of Xiao Langjun's full moon.

It is said that when the Lord Lang painted this picture, he kept smiling on his face.

However, every time he thinks of the owner's frozen face that gives people an infinite sense of oppression, Qian Zhaosheng will feel that Aunt Xiangqiao must be lying, or she has a wrong memory.

How could someone like Lord Lang laugh?Even in his dreams, he didn't dare to think like this!
However, the fact that such a painting full of tenderness came from the hands of the Lord Lang is enough to make people feel unbelievable.

"Zhaosheng."

Yu Zihan's hand slowly brushed over the face of the woman in front of him, and he said with a dazed expression: "I saw my mother today."

Qian Zhaosheng was taken aback by his young gentleman, and he didn't even have the time to think about those messy things, "What?!"

He blinked, and suddenly walked forward quickly, touched his little man's forehead solemnly, then touched his own, and murmured: "I don't have a fever."

Yu Zihan: "..."

No matter how much emotion he felt in his heart, he would be confused by this incomprehensible person in front of him. Yu Zihan slapped his hand away, and said indescribably depressed: "You just have a fever. I mean, I saw one, Someone very similar to my mother."

Qian Zhaosheng stared at him blankly, then suddenly shook his head and moaned: "It's over, it's over, little man, I know that you have longed to see your wife again since you were a child, but hallucinations are so serious..."

Yu Zihan endured it, and finally couldn't help but picked up a book next to him and slapped the boy in front of him fiercely, and said angrily: "You are hallucinating, I thought I was wrong at first, but... "

Looking at the painting now, he realizes that it is more than similar.

Except for some minor differences, the maid and the mother in the painting were carved out of the same mold.

Not only does it look alike, it even feels alike.

Qian Zhaosheng pitifully clutched his painful forehead. Seeing the ecstatic and sad expression of the young man in front of him, he was slightly taken aback, his eyes widened, as if he had finally listened to what he said just now, "Did you say that?" Is it true? Is there really such a woman...who resembles Madam? Just in this mansion?"

Yu Zihan didn't want to talk to him anymore, she just gave him a blank look.

"Then," Qian Zhaosheng felt that he was disgusted by Mr. Xiao Lang, and he racked his brains to say something useful to restore Mr. Mr. Xiao's impression of him, "This matter must not be known to Mr. Lang! "

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