After Mo Lingfeng had eaten and drank enough, he went back to his long-term residence to sleep. However, he was lying on the bed, not sleepy at all, with eyes wide open and ears pricked up like a night owl.
The maid was lying in her clothes outside. When she turned over, there was a rustling sound. Gradually, the sound stopped for a long time, leaving only a period of silence.
She sat up, got off the bed barefoot, carried her shoes behind the screen, and when she looked around, she saw the maid curled up in a ball, sleeping.
She stood for a moment, making sure that the maid was asleep, then she tiptoed out, walked to the door, stood on tiptoe, and turned the door bolt little by little with her hand. When the door bolt fell, she pushed the door open a little gap.
The cold light from outside came in through the crack in the door, making Mo Lingfeng's shadow thin and long, like a needle slowly inserted through the crack in the door.
She followed the same example, opened the courtyard door, closed the small gap, stepped barefoot on the bluestone, walked out for more than ten steps, and then carefully put on her shoes.
Mo Mansion is extremely quiet and dark. There is only one light hanging far away, emitting weak fluorescent light. The flowers and trees are in full bloom in the middle of the night, and the greenery is almost dripping from the branches. The thick shadow hits the ground, covering up many evil spirits.
Mo Lingfeng's small, thin figure walked through the dark shadows of the trees, sneaking out of the hanging flower door, walking through the aisles, and walking to the warehouse.
She took off her outer shirt, rolled up her trouser legs, took off her shoes, climbed up the back wall with bare feet, and climbed in through the transom hole in the back wall.
The transom hole was narrow and rough, rubbing her back and arms. She tried her best to shrink herself into a ball, got in, and fell to the ground again.
It was extremely dark in front of me. Only a little light came through the transom. I could vaguely see tables and chairs, screens, tall bronze mirrors, small nanmu boxes, and large camphor wood boxes everywhere. Inside the boxes were piles of rare treasures that had never seen the light of day. Treasure, there is a note on the outside of the box with the numbers A, B, C, and D on it.
She used the faint skylight to find the large camphor wood box with a "ren" character. After opening it, she pulled out a corner of the fine blue brocade and used the light to take a closer look.
The pattern on it is Bada brocade, which is continuous and twists and turns in all directions. It is dyed indigo silk thread. It is the brocade of the heavenly family worshiped by all people. It was also given to Mo Qianlan by the royal family.
Mo Lingfeng saw it once with Mo Qianlan. After that, the brocade was locked in the warehouse and never appeared again.
But the middle-aged man who asked for directions tonight was also wearing this kind of blue brocade, and he looked at her gold necklace carefully.
He thought he was sizing up without revealing any trace, but he was caught in Mo Lingfeng's eyes.
Who is wearing this brocade - a servant in the palace or someone who has also received this brocade?
Mo Lingfeng's hands were trembling a little, and he realized that he was still in danger - the game between his brother and the emperor had not yet been decided.
She quietly put the brocade back into place, closed the cover, and climbed out again.
After rustling like a mouse, she came out of the blowhole, put on her coat and shoes, and turned around to go to the kitchen.
She found the Bingjian with ease and ate a large bowl of iced cheese in it. Then she returned to her yard with a bulging belly, rubbed her heels against each other, took off her shoes, and got into bed in a dusty state— - She sneaked out to play, not just tonight.
Her body was burning and her stomach was cold. She closed her eyes and fell asleep in a daze. She was extremely restless in her dream. For a moment, she dreamed that she was sitting in a carriage, with a long road ahead of her, and she didn't know where it was going. , she looked around and saw neither Mo Qianlan nor Zhao Shiheng, only confusion.
She knew she was dreaming, but she couldn't wake up and could only let the carriage drive forward.
After the fifth watch the next day, the nanny came in quietly. The maid who was sleeping on the couch woke up, turned over, lit a small oil lamp, and glanced behind the screen. Seeing that Mo Lingfeng was still sleeping soundly, she He asked the nanny quietly: "It's not yet dawn, why is it so early today?"
"The weather has changed. I can't wear the gauze clothes I smoked last night. I'll change into the light lilac-colored robe and change the skirt as well. Take it out and smoke it quickly."
Even if you don't say it, you still don't feel it. As soon as the nanny said it, the maid felt a cool breeze and hurriedly found some clothes and came out. The nanny had already prepared a bamboo smoker cage and a large jar of boiling water in the compartment.
The two of them were busy guarding the fumigation cage, and could only hear the wind beating on the treetops outside, and the sound of waves. After the clothes were fumigated, a cold moisture rose from the ground, moistening people's skin.
Auntie looked at the incense and frowned slightly - ever since the school started in the mansion, Mo Lingfeng always got up very early and went to the garden to wait in high spirits. Today's fifth watch has passed, but she has not moved yet.
"I'll go take a look, and you go prepare hot water."
She lit a red candle and walked to Mo Lingfeng's bedside with the scent all over her body. She saw two small shoes on the ground stained with dust, one end to the other. She secretly thought that something was wrong. This little ancestor had gone somewhere at night. .
She quickly raised the curtain and leaned forward to look inside.
Which one leaned forward and took a look, and saw that Mo Lingfeng's brows were furrowed, her face was red, but her lips were white. If she got closer, she could feel her breath filled with hot fire.
Nanny stretched out her hand and touched the palm of Mo Lingfeng's hand. It was extremely hot. When she put her forehead against it, she felt it was even hotter. She immediately panicked.
And Mo Lingfeng opened his eyes in a daze, even his gaze was hot, and he called out in a hoarse voice: "Grandma..."
After saying that, she closed her eyes, opened the quilt anxiously, and blew out the hot breath.
The nanny loved her as much as her own child. She also knew that she had never been sick, but her sudden illness would make her look particularly frightening. She immediately tucked her in with the quilt and whispered: "It's too early for you to sleep a little longer." Woolen cloth."
She comforted Mo Lingfeng, turned around, and walked out the door quickly - first she asked the maid to guard Mo Lingfeng, then she asked people to go to Yin Nan to ask Li Yitie to come, and then asked people to go to the kitchen and other places to check. After checking, he finally dressed up neatly and went to the aunts' residence to pick out Mo Qianlan.
In less than a quarter of an hour, the sleeping giant of Mo Mansion woke up early. Every door opened and the people living inside were spit out.
Mo Qianlan listened to Nanny's words through the door, and her mind immediately buzzed.
He pushed away his aunt who was helping him get dressed, and reached out to tie his belt. While tying it, he put his bare feet on the bed. His aunt quickly took the socks and knelt down to put them on for him. Unexpectedly, in the blink of an eye, Mo Qian Lan had already put her bare feet into her shoes.
Without even lifting the heels, he pulled on his shoes and walked out. The little maid stepped forward to open the curtain. In the blink of an eye, Mo Qianlan had already walked out several steps.
Only a gust of wind blew in, causing the flower branches in the vase to sway.
Mo Qianlan walked through the room and rushed straight into the Changsui Residence.
Mo Lingfeng got up and was about to drink water. He was so weak that he couldn't even open his eyes. When he heard the greetings coming and going in the room, he reluctantly opened his eyes and meowed like a kitten: "Brother."
Mo Qianlan stepped forward and took the tea cup from the maid's hand. He tasted the hot and cold first before bringing it to Mo Lingfeng's mouth. After she drank the water and put down the tea cup, he helped Mo Lingfeng lie down. Just when he leaned over, he felt that Mo Lingfeng's breath was burning and he was still feverish.
