Zhuang Xiaoyu leaned on the head of the bed and couldn't help crying when she saw the nursing mother: "Mammy, I..."

Nanny quickly wiped away her tears for Zhuang Xiaoyu: "don't cry, miss. If you cry and swell your eyes and are seen by my uncle, he thought you were sad for childe min."

Zhuang Xiaoyu sobbed: "I was sad for brother min Rui..."

"Eldest young lady." the nurse hurriedly interrupted her: "don't say these words again. The dead are gone. People die like lights out. Maybe childe min's death is a relief for him.

The dead are gone, and the life of the living will continue. Today's priest's house is different from the former one. Miss, think more about yourself.

If you annoy my uncle, eldest lady, and I say something unpleasant, how do you stand in this priest's house? "

It was a thunderous blow to Zhuang Xiaoyu when this sentence was asked.

In the past, she didn't think about this problem. Now she was directly asked by the nursing mother. Zhuang Xiaoyu was suddenly confused and quickly reacted.

Yes, if Qin Wuyan is annoyed, how can she stand in this house?

Now everything she has is given to her by Qin Wuyan. If Qin Wuyan takes back these, let alone her father can't rest in this house. Even herself, she really doesn't have anything to stand on.

The nursing mother cried, "Miss, I know your friendship for childe min. those kindness can't be forgotten. You've always been a kind person who knows how to repay kindness.

But think about it. If my uncle has a woman who has been married, and she still has deep affection for him, she suddenly died. My uncle has been depressed and heartbroken. What do you think?

The slave has lived all his life and seen all kinds of people and things. The man's feelings come and go quickly. How much love did the lady and the high priest have at the beginning, but how long did they love each other?

A man is born more amorous than a woman. If you want to poke his heart like this, it's possible for my uncle to do anything

Miss, even for your own reputation, you should bear it. Don't be too sad. "

Zhuang Xiaoyu closed his eyes: "you're in the backyard for me. Burn him some paper money."

Seeing that Zhuang Xiaoyu finally figured it out, the nurse nodded again and again: "OK, OK, I'll go now."

......

Qin Wuyan got off his horse, raised his feet and walked to Zhuang Zi. He asked Zhuang Qingyun, "where's min Huizhu?"

"At your command, I'm locked up in the basement."

"Qinghuan was with her last night?"

"Yes."

"Bring people up from the basement."

"Yes."

Zhuang Qingyun turned to leave and opened the door of the basement with the guard. It was dark and there was no sun. Only the soybean oil lamp came in from the next door through the high narrow window.

The stone bed is covered with several thick bedding. All the furnishings inside are noble and luxurious. Although the basement is a little small and the freedom of movement is lost, the level of luxury that a saint should enjoy has not decreased.

Min Huizhu lay on the stone bed with a porcelain pillow, an arm outside the bedding, and a head of beautiful hair winding down from the porcelain pillow and falling to the ground.

Hearing the news that the stone gate was opened, he just turned sideways and stared at the door.

Zhuang Qingyun stood at the door, didn't take another step inside, and said, "saint, let you out on behalf of the priest."

Min Huizhu sat up with the quilt in her arms, smiled proudly on her face, and asked slowly, "why, he finally figured it out?"

Zhuang Qingyun lowered his eyebrows and eyes: "no, it's childe Min who died!"

Min Huizhu: "!"