Looking at the embroidery in front of him, Sheng Changquan was a little lost in thought.
"mother!"
At this moment, the image of Wei Shuyi appeared in Sheng Changquan's mind, gentle and tough.
Sheng Changquan recognized his biological mother Wei Xiaoniang in this life. Although she did not have the opportunity to raise him, she actually gave birth to him at the cost of her life, and she was extremely grateful to him.
Recalling what Wei Xiaoniang said before she died, Sheng Changquan felt inexplicably uncomfortable.
"Mom, do you want to tell my sister that she has no parents or brothers to rely on?"
Although he was already born at that time, Sheng Changquan guessed that Wei Shuyi at that time felt that he might not survive.
After all, he was born in a difficult childbirth and his vitality was damaged. In this era, it is difficult for him to grow up and continue to live. Therefore, Wei Shuyi made such an explanation before his death.
It's a pity that Wei Shuyi didn't know that he, Sheng, was a generation nurse who could overcome the tragic fate of babies with difficult births in ancient times and survive again.
"Ah!"
Sheng Changquan looked at this painting "Ms. Li Guarding Niangzi Pass" for a long time, and then smiled coldly!
"Mom, don't worry!"
"Sister, I will take care of it, and that..."
Before he finished speaking, the expression on Sheng Changquan's face suddenly became extremely cold.
a long time.
He solemnly put away the embroidered picture, with a cold light in his eyes!
"This round has just begun!"
…
Shou'an Hall.
At this time, Minglan was accompanying her grandmother, divining the Six Yao Divinations slowly, with a relaxed look on her face, as if she was extremely leisurely.
However, Mrs. Sheng, who has almost finished her life, can easily see through the strangeness that Minglan tried her best to hide.
Although Minglan's expression was soothing, the rhythm of her occasional divination was wrong. There was no lively melody like in the past. Instead, there was a noisy feeling that was fast and slow.
However, the old lady didn't say it clearly, she just raised her eyebrows slightly and asked casually.
"Tomorrow, was yesterday's polo fun?"
After noticing something was wrong with Minglan, the old lady thought in her mind and immediately surmised what was wrong.
"ah?"
Minglan shook her hand for a moment, then returned to normal, and said: "Grandma, yesterday's polo was not... good!"
Although she tried her best to control it, in the end, Minglan still couldn't hold it back and stuttered a little.
"Um?"
The old lady raised her head and glanced at her granddaughter opposite, half-smiling.
However, Old Mrs. Sheng didn't speak out, she just allowed Minglan to speak harshly. After all, this is how cute her daughter's family is!
Old Mrs. Sheng didn't know about Minglan playing ball with Qi Heng yesterday. She just thought Minglan was a little regretful because she didn't have a good time at the polo match yesterday, so the old lady comforted her and said, "Ming'er, If you still want to play, you can go again today!"
"Anyway, the place at Earl Yongchang's Mansion is still open there!"
The polo club organized by Mrs. Wu does not end in one day, but lasts for more than half a month, which is enough for fun-loving people to have a good time.
For example, Mo Lan and Ru Lan, the two of them went to play again today.
Of course, the two play different. One is fishing for fun, and the other is real play.
"No, Grandma!"
Minglan calmed down the strange emotions in her heart and slowly said: "Grandma, actually, I have something to ask you!"
Ever since she made up her mind yesterday, Minglan knew that she couldn't hide her matter. At least, she couldn't hide it from her grandmother. However, she hadn't figured out how to say it yet, so she could only do it at this time. He asked tentatively.
"Oh? What's the matter?"
The old lady calmly took the tortoise shell from Minglan's hand and shook it. On the other hand, she asked, "If you have any questions in your mind, you can tell me and let grandma give you the details."
"grandmother!"
Minglan called out charmingly, then stood close to the old lady and asked in a low voice: "Grandma, can you tell me how you fell in love with your grandfather back then?"
"oh?"
Mrs. Sheng glanced sideways at Minglan, with a surprised look on her face: "Why, did you think of asking this tomorrow?"
"Grandma, does your granddaughter just want to know?"
Minglan gently shook Old Mrs. Sheng's arm and said coquettishly: "Although my grandfather won the title of Tanhua, my grandmother, you are the legitimate daughter of Yongyi Marquis, with a noble status, even the Tanhualang is incomparable. Why do you, grandma, like grandpa?"
In Minglan's heart, the biggest gap between her and Qi Heng was the difference in family background, so she took a roundabout way to find out what Mrs. Sheng was thinking back then.
"Back then!"
Old Mrs. Sheng was stunned by Minglan and began to recall the past.
However, when she was young, Mrs. Sheng was not as calm-tempered as she is now. At that time, she was like a wild horse running across the grassland. Although she ate fairy grass and drank from Liquan, she was wild by nature and refused to be disciplined. At the same time, because Lao Yongyi protected her so well, her temperament became extremely naive, and she yearned for the love in the storybook.
Ever since, an almost perfect love between the talented man and the beautiful woman, the scholar Hongxiu, appeared in front of everyone.
Of course, except for old Yongyihou!
Because he did not approve of this marriage from the beginning, it is not that the old Marquis saw the nature of Tanhua Lang and knew that he was not a good match, but simply because the old Marquis knew that the two parties grew up in different environments. The resulting personalities are naturally different. In the beginning, they may be able to tolerate each other because of the temporary novelty, but once time passes, it is unlikely that both parties can tolerate each other.
Sure enough, in just three or two years, Tan Hualang took in a new concubine and a beautiful woman. The beautiful flowers and the moon were just a mirror, a big dream.
Sweet, bitter, astringent...
A series of them, all of which are impossible to describe!
After thinking for a long time, Mrs. Sheng calmed down the feelings in her heart, shook her head, and then sighed and told Minglan her naive thoughts at the time.
When Minglan saw her grandmother's uninterested look, she immediately resigned and left.
But clinker!
After Minglan left, Mrs. Sheng immediately changed her attitude.
"Ruanne!"
"Come here quickly!"
"old lady!"
Fang's mother hurriedly walked in from outside the door: "What's wrong?"
At this moment, is there any trace of sadness on Mrs. Sheng's face?
It had been so many years, and she had figured out what happened between her and Mr. Sheng Xu. How could there be so much sentiment left?
Moreover, even if there are occasional ups and downs in my heart, how can it be like before?
Mrs. Sheng's appearance was just to coax Minglan into leaving.
"Old lady, what's wrong with you?"
Just now, Fang’s mother was right next to her, so she blamed the old lady angrily and said, “I’m just telling you, after all these years, how can you still be like this, old lady?”
The two sisters are called master and servant, but they are actually sisters. In private, they are not so well-behaved.
"You!"
Seeing this, Mrs. Sheng also said angrily: "Don't you realize that there is something wrong with Ming girl today?"
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