Erosion of bones and pets, forensic mad concubine

Chapter 948 I want to make people close, referring to men

Chapter 948 I want to make people close, referring to men

When Sister Hong took a look, she saw that there was a carriage on this road. The carriage was carved with beams and ridges.

But at this time, the carriage was parked in the middle of the road, and several servant-like servants were circling the carriage. It seemed that the wheels were stuck somewhere.

Sister Hong's deep voice overflowed: "Be careful, beware of fraud!"

Uncle Feng also understood, thinking of the special status of the owner of the workshop, he deliberately drove the carriage to a sideways lane, slowed down the speed, and walked past the rich carriage evenly.

It looks uniform, but in fact it hides murderous intent. If some unknown killer or hidden guard suddenly appeared in the wealthy carriage, Uncle Feng would be able to draw his sword to face each other at the first moment, and at the same time, he could keep the horse from being frightened or jolted. Master in the car.

The blue-topped carriage passed by, looking very ordinary, but just when they passed by the rich and expensive carriage, a chubby old woman suddenly stopped them.

The soft sword on Uncle Feng's waist was ready to strike, and Sister Hong was also squatting in the carriage, her eyes full of hostility.

The old nanny didn't notice the murderous look in the air, she was embarrassed, and said bitterly: "I've greeted you, I don't know who is in your car?"

Because the other party didn't make a move, Uncle Feng didn't act impulsively, he just squinted his eyes and said, "My wife."

The old mother couldn't hide her surprise in her eyes: "Is it only Madam?"

Uncle Feng was filled with black air.

The old mother realized her abruptness, and quickly said: "You misunderstood, the old man didn't mean anything malicious, it's just that our carriage encountered a problem. It's my lady, she's a noble person, I don't dare to wait for you, and because I was stopped halfway and couldn't change the car, I was anxious and having a headache. Didn't this just happen to see your carriage coming? If there is only one lady in your car, I don't know if I can bother you Don't worry, it won't take long, just an hour, we have sent people back to the city to pick up the carriage, and they will definitely come before dark."

The other party seemed to be asking for help wholeheartedly, but Uncle Feng didn't dare to relax, and said, "My wife is not feeling well, making the young lady so precious, I'm afraid she will pass the illness, and then it will be even worse."

The old mother didn't expect the other party to refuse, she was stunned for a moment, and then said a little displeased: "My lady's surname is Fang, my master is Fang Di, the former Minister of Dali Temple, and my young master is Fang Di, the current young minister of Dali Temple. Ruozhu!"

Fang Di?

Ji Xiaqiu, who was resting with his eyes closed in the carriage, was stunned for a moment, then opened his eyes, with complicated thoughts in his clear eyes, and then signaled to Sister Hong.

Uncle Feng was about to say, I don't know anyone whose surname is Fang or Yuan!But when the curtain of the car was raised, Sister Hong patted him on the shoulder, and then said: "Madam said, be kind to others, if this girl from the Fang family is really in trouble, there is a seat in the car for a short rest."

The old nanny was overjoyed, but then she felt disdainful in her heart, and decided that the other party wanted to flatter her, so she said proudly: "Thank you Madam for your convenience!"

After finishing speaking, he didn't look at the black-faced coachman, just turned his head and went to the side of his rich carriage to say a few words.

Uncle Feng looked back at the red sister.

Sister Hong said: "The owner of the workshop means."

Uncle Feng also guessed it, but he still has some doubts in his heart. Doesn't the owner of the workshop not like the people of Kyoto?Why are you still willing to help?

After a while, a Pingting woman with a hat and being served by three maidservants came over.

The old mammy glanced at Uncle Feng.

Uncle Feng consciously gave way, and the Pingting girl got into the carriage.

At this time, Sister Hong had specially set aside a seat to make it easier for the guests to sit down.

Because the capacity of the carriage is small, it really only has room for the young lady of the Fang family to come up, and the old mother and two maids are guarding below.

This lady of the Fang family seemed a little shy. After getting in the car, she thanked her first, but she did not take off the hat on her head. She seemed to have been well-educated, and she still maintained a considerate manner in front of outsiders.

Sister Hong didn't like this person who blocked the way for help, so she couldn't help but sneer: "The car is small, my wife is not feeling well, and even suffers from heart palpitations. If possible, please take off the hat Don't hold back my wife."

Pingting woman seemed to be stunned for a moment when she heard the words, and then lightly hooked her bare hands, and she took off the hat, apologetic in her eyes.

As soon as she put down the hat, a face as clear and beautiful as lotus water was revealed, and there was a chill between her brows, carrying her whole temperament, which smelled of ice, but it didn't make people disgusted, on the contrary, because The outstanding charm makes people want to get closer.

Of course, this kind of wanting to be close refers to men, and women don't like this kind of appearance very much.

There was a moment of silence in the car.

In the end it was Ji Xiaqiu who said, "The girl's surname is Fang?"

The woman glanced at the owner of the carriage, lowered her eyes, and said her boudoir name: "Ruotong is polite."

Ji Xiaqiu smiled, looked at her face, seemed to be looking for some similar traces, and then asked, "How is Ling Ci?"

Fang Ruotong was stunned for a moment, then raised his head abruptly, his eyes circled several times at this noble lady whom he met by chance, before asking: "Madam, do you know my mother?"

Ji Xiaqiu: "I met you twice when I was young."

Fang Ruotong was silent for a moment, then slowly said: "My mother passed away 12 years ago."

As the atmosphere sank, Ji Xiaqiu's gentle brows slowly frowned, as if he didn't expect to get such an answer, and his expression was blank for a moment.

Fang Ruotong looked at it and asked, "Madam, what's your name?"

Ji Xiaqiu stared at Fang Ruotong's mother's face, which was five points like his mother's, and said, "My husband's surname is Liu."

"It turned out to be Mrs. Liu." Fang Ruotong said, with a look of respect that juniors should have: "Madam said that she knew my mother, but I wonder if I can tell you something about my mother's past. Ruotong was only seventeen years old, and when my mother passed away, she was still young , there have been too many things, I can’t remember.”

Ji Xiaqiu's eyes were a little confused, and he said for a while, "Your mother has always been in poor health."

This Fang Ruotong knew, she nodded, and said: "Uncle once said that before my mother got married, she was exposed to a heavy rain, and then she fell ill, and the root cause of the disease fell."

Ji Xiaqiu sighed softly: "I was also in that heavy rain."

Fang Ruotong opened his eyes and asked in surprise, "Madam is my mother's friend?"

"Old friend." Ji Xiaqiu didn't accept the excuse of being a friend.

Fang Ruotong remained silent.

Ji Xiaqiu: "If Ling Ciruo knows that her daughter is talking with me, I wonder if she will be so angry that she will jump out of the coffin and scold me."

Fang Ruotong frowned, obviously she didn't like people making fun of her mother. Of course, she understood something when she heard this, and asked again: "Does Madam have any complaints with my mother?"

Ji Xiaqiu smiled happily: "Snatching a man, is it a complaint?"

Fang Ruotong was startled, and suddenly he was in a daze, and his voice lost his previous calmness: "You and my father..."

"It's not Lingtang who robbed."

"..." Fang Ruotong fell silent.

She instinctively felt that she could not ask any more questions. In her heart, her mother was the most respected and important person. Since her mother died young, she could not tolerate anyone tarnishing her mother's name.

But looking at the lady's eyebrows and shallow smile, she couldn't help but wonder what happened to her mother when she was young?
(End of this chapter)