Lonely King and Widow

Chapter 391 The pit depth is 085 meters awkward (7)
But today is a day of convulsions.

The entire privy envoy's mansion was gloomy, and the servants and servants walked carefully, and the heads of the people who spoke east, west, south, and north did not dare to pop their heads. Only he, a hard-working bodyguard, had to eat close by. air conditioner.

"Boom!" There was a soft knock on the door.

Xue Fang went over and opened a gap, and a head popped out, whispering something to him.Xue Fang nodded, led him in, and walked in front of Xiao Qian.

But looking at Xiao Qian's almost expressionless face, the spy hesitated, wondering whether he should speak properly or not, and whether it would disturb Shi Jun's "elegant interest" in reading.

"Speak!" Xiao Qian seemed to have a third eye.

The spies were startled, lowered their hands and said, "I'm speaking to the Lord, the eldest young lady had dinner with her mother and elder sister in Yiranju, she was very happy, she kept laughing, and the two of you got along well. Oh, before dinner, she also met with Mo Wang, and revised the picture of the Luo shovel. Anyway, looking at her appearance, there is nothing unusual about her, except that her feet are not yet sharp, and she is a little limping when walking. "

"Well", Xiao Qian agreed, and looked at the spies again.The spy looked at him with eyes that didn't seem to care much, and looked at Xue Fang hesitantly, not knowing what else to say.

Xue Fang winked at him, "It's all about details."

The spy looked very melancholy, "Is there any detail?"

Xue Fang nodded, "Yes, there are no details."

The spy squeezed the few stocks in his head and almost counted on his fingers, "The eldest young lady added some clothes and ate three bowls of rice. The middle bowl was very full, and the last bowl was not finished. The rest... Oh yes." The spy seemed to remember something, "The eldest young lady also said that it would be great if there were two rabbits, so there would be no leftovers."

Listening to such a "detailed" report, Xue Fang felt a desire to kill himself head-on.But Xiao Qian listened quietly, as if turning the pages of a book, but moved his fingers extremely slowly, and he didn't intend to stop the spies.

When the spies were dry and irritable, Xue Fang asked in a low voice, "Master, what do you want your subordinates to do?"

Xiao Qian didn't raise his head, "Let it be her."

Xue Fang glanced at him and said nothing.

He could clearly see how awkward his family's envoy was. Last night, besides delivering the medicine in person at the Chrysanthemum Terrace, he also specially sent a pot of pear wine, isn't it just to satisfy Mo Jiu's appetite?But he didn't say anything, just watched in a daze as he made food to please the eldest young lady, and then sat here alone to be idle... The key is that when he was idle, he had to treat it as indifferent.Isn't this asking for guilt?
Xue Fang had never liked any girl before, so he didn't understand what was going on with these people. Anyway, he thought it was strange that his envoy was like this.He pretended to be indifferent, but every time there was news from Mo Jiu, he listened carefully.

"Xue Fang!"

Suddenly, when he heard his name being called, Xue Fang's heart skipped a beat. When he came back to his senses, he stepped forward and bowed, "Your Majesty, my subordinates are here."

Xiao Qian's eyes fell on the pages of the book, "Choose two rabbits with beautiful fur, and send them to Yiranju tomorrow, so they can be raised by the young lady to relieve boredom."

Xue Fang was taken aback for a moment, "Your envoy?"

Xiao Qian raised his head, "Is there a problem?"

Xue Fang's cheeks twitched, "No, there's no problem."

For Xue Fang, the task of sending two rabbits to Yiranju is much more comfortable than the days of guarding his house to keep you cool.So, before dawn the next day, Xue Xiaolang went to the street with his money bag in his pocket, picked two fat and fat big white rabbits in the market, put them in exquisite cages, and went away Yiran Courtyard.

When he came, Mo Jiu was sitting in the clean yard of Yiranju, talking to Zhiniang, while Aunt Lan and Mei'er were serving her to eat.

Coming back to Yiran, Mo Jiu had her plans. She was polite and familiar with Fang Xiran, she smiled and smiled as if she had no grudges towards Linger, and towards her mother... she really found that Zhiniang loved Fang Jiran more than Fang Jiran. The daughter is still her.

After all, Zhiniang's feelings for Mo Jiu, the daughter raised by her own hands, are not as guilty as Fang Jiran's, but the mother-daughter relationship is obviously more than Fang Jiran's.Between people, even mothers and daughters who are related by blood, the relationship must be established and cultivated from the daily life.

In this regard, Mo Jiu was very pleased.For Zhiniang, it also adds a bit of love and family affection.

Of course, family affection cannot be exempt.

Fang Jiran also had more feelings for the other party's family than Zhiniang, so they didn't seem to have much words between mother and daughter when they got together for a day. Do it, come back in a few days.

Zhi Niang nodded without any objection.

Mo Jiu guessed what they were doing, but didn't ask.

As for Ling'er, before leaving, she dodged to avoid Mo Jiu's gaze, and carefully asked Mo Huang's opinion, and left with Fang Jiran.

Mo Jiu was very satisfied with this result.

If it is forced to keep someone by my side, but the body is in Cao Ying and the heart is in Han, it will not only suffer for Ling'er, but also for herself.There has been a sisterhood, goodbye in the rivers and lakes, it is actually very good.

It's just that she didn't understand why Ling'er showed such a reluctant expression to her since she chose to leave with Fang Jiran?
Zhi Niang was telling her about the beginning of her progeria, when the concierge came to report that Xiao Shijun had sent someone to deliver something.

Stop talking, Zhi Niang looked at Mo Jiu.

Xiao Shijun's concern for her daughter has already surpassed the level of brother-in-law's concern for his elder sister-in-law.

How could Zhiniang, as someone who has experienced this, not understand this point?

(End of this chapter)