Dark Emperor's Godly Physician Xiaofei

Nangong moon's eyes and eyebrows sank. The woman's intuition told her that the rickety old man was not simple.

Memory, the original owner has been squeezed, ancestral hall this important place, she can't get close.

All the time, I have never had a chance to give Qianyu snow a stick of incense. I don't know if it's my body instinct or what, but my eyes are a little sour.

At present, Nangong moon falls forward, but the memorial tablet of qianyuxue is in a corner.

Come forward, take the candle, light the fire, go to the corner, in front of qianyuxue's memorial tablet, light the candle in front of her memorial tablet, the candle is burning, burning extremely prosperous, Nangong yueluo bows piously.

Looking at the candlelight jumping in front of me, tears inexplicably fall down my cheeks. Nangong yueluo knows that it's the instinctive reaction of the original owner's body.

Nangong halberd also came forward and bowed respectfully to the candle for three times.

Nangong yueluo's beautiful eyes have been staring at the memorial tablet of qianyuxue, but the remaining light of the corner of the eye has been paying attention to the rickety old man.

When she lit the candle and worshipped three times, the old man was still oblivious and was wiping the tablet in his hand, but she noticed that his wiping action was slow, and then it was as usual.

If you look at the memorial tablet of Qianyu snow again, although it is not bright, it is not stained with dust.

"Mother, my daughter will find out the truth and return your innocence. If the prime minister does harm to you, I will fight him back ten times and a hundred times. " Nangong moon is beautiful. Her eyes are clear and bright, and her voice is soft, but firm and penetrating.

Words fall, Nangong moon fall absolutely turn away.

It was not until the sound of footsteps was far away that the figure of Nangong yueluo disappeared at the corner. The bent old man turned his head and looked at the figure of Nangong yueluo. His deep eyes were moist, and his heart murmured and called softly: "miss!"

The old man is looking at the moon setting in Nangong. In fact, the moon setting in Nangong is hiding in the dark. He secretly looks at the old man and puts his wet eyes in his eyes. When he has a plan in his heart, he leaves quietly.

When Nangong yueluo comes out of the ancestral hall, Shiqiao Nangong Wende is calling for the craftsmen to repair the gate and the wall.

The house is so poor that it can't be opened. He still robbed the owner of the five hundred taels of silver given to the old lady by the second master's family. Listen, he still wants to show off.

The old lady learned of the persuasion: "aduh, this time is different from the past, almost OK."

"What do you mean almost? What is the difference between today and the past? I'm still the Prime Minister of the dynasty, and the prime minister's family status will not be reduced. " Nangong Wende kept his voice down because of the presence of craftsmen.

"Adele, you can use three hundred Liang to repair the gate and the courtyard wall. You have two hundred Liang silver, and the prime minister's family still have to eat and wear?" The old lady also lowered her voice.

But the gate and the courtyard wall of the prime minister's house were Nangong Wende's face. The more the old lady advised him, the more annoyed he was.

Nangong yueluo had a sneer at her eyes and said, "tut Tut, I haven't seen any prime minister repair the gate and courtyard wall and rob the old mother's silver."

"Craftsmen, the prime minister's house is too poor to open a pot. Although our prime minister's father has already paid you half of the money, if you repair the rich gate of the prime minister's residence according to his will, I'm afraid he won't be able to give you any more money. You will not only not get paid, but also pay to repair the gate and courtyard wall for the prime minister's residence. "

"You villain, you are not enough for the prime minister to be harmed like this. Do you want to slander me in front of people and drive away these craftsmen? What else do you want? Don't you want to kill a big family? " Nangong Wende gritted his teeth in anger.