Xiang Xinci wanted to kick him again, so she deliberately scared her, and then she remained silent. It was because she had a ghost in her heart and had a big reaction.

Xiang Xinci poured himself a cup of tea and took a sip slowly, without looking at the two people who were walking over.

Fennie and her granddaughter stood restrainedly in front of the official.

"Where are you going at the aunt?" Mingxiluo looked gentle.

Hongzhi looked at her grandmother in fear and grabbed her hand tightly.

Fennie grabbed him back, and a faint fragrance of her daughter came from the tip of her nose. The slightly drooping light glanced inadvertently as if she was next to her, and hurriedly replied: "Go back to my hometown." This fragrance... was not something that the little servant used.

When Ming Xiluo heard this, he spoke carefully: "But Liang can't even stay?"

"No, no, Liang is all very good, but the person who defected to him is gone... he is also a little homesick..." Fennie held her granddaughter's hand, and her palms were sweating.

"Auntie, sit down."

"I dare not, I dare not..."

Ming Xiluo glanced at Xiang Xinci: There was no wink.

Seeing this, Xiang Xinci lowered her head and brought a chair in front of the old man.

With a moment of distance and breath, Fen Niang immediately guessed who this person was! But she was even more shocked, her head drooped lower, and her granddaughter's hand tighter. She regretted that she came to Liangdu for the first time. She thought no one would know... "I dare... I dare..."

Xiang Xinci sat back and didn't look at the places he shouldn't have looked.

Ming Xiluo's expression remained: "How are you doing in your hometown?"

"It's okay, it's okay..."

Hongzhi felt that grandma was about to break her hand.

"Is there a disaster?"

"No, no..." hurriedly added: "Eat enough, be honest and upright, everything is better, the imperial emperor is better..." Fennie's tone brought the people to normal fear and urgency after seeing the high official.

"That's good." Then he took a pack of tea from Yan Gu's hand: "Take it on the way."

"No, no...the grass-roots..."

"Hold it, a little bitter tea is worth nothing."

Fennie didn't want to accept it, but she saw that there were many people around her and wrapped in coarse paper, which was not a good thing. Something flashed through her heart. Then she pretended to be happy and scared and took it over: "Thank you, thank you sir." She said that, holding her granddaughter's hand and was about to kneel down.

Ming Xiluo hurriedly reached out to support the old man, restraining his subconscious actions, and did not look at Xiang Xinci next to him: "No need, it's getting late, I'll get on the road quickly."

"Thank you, sir, thank you, sir, will definitely remember your great kindness." After saying that, he bowed and retreated with fear, and did not look at the maid next to him from beginning to end.

Xiang Xinci didn't look at her again.

Mingxiluo called a peddler carrying a burden to come over and talked about the output and growth of seedlings this year. By the way, he saw what he sold, how much price he could sell, how many copper coins he could sell a day. After asking, he also gave him a pack of tea.

Ming Xiluo called a few people to talk one after another, asking about some gossip from the neighbors. In the middle, Xiang Xinci was occasionally asked to pour water for the sweaty old man, and sometimes asked her to hand her a bag of tea.

Xiang Xinci quickly discovered that some of these people were intimidating and trepidated, while others were calm and people asked about anything from time to time.

Xiang Xinci understood from the words of these people that Mingxiluo often came here to gossip, and some people could even recognize him, and there was also an old man who took the initiative to ask for a bag of tea.

Mingxiluo gave it with a good temper.

Xiang Xinci also discovered that it was really thought that Ming Xiluo was his nephew who complained about kerosene too expensive, the Chengwei spoke badly, and his children were disobedient.

As Xiang Xinci listened, her eyes slowly set her eyes on her mother's long journey, and there was no longer any sign of her. I wonder when she would come again when she was here?

...

Liang Gongxu stood under the shade of the tree, and the young man's thin back supported his wide and luxurious clothes, and his handsome and elegant style was beyond the dust and free from his own fairy spirit.

He lazily stretched out his pale fingers and pushed the snail that was unwilling to climb a tree.

Father Shou Kang looked at the unscrupulous thing in a hurry, and he didn't know how he would die later.

Liang Gongxu's voice sounded: "Have she gone to see Mingxiluo?"

Shoukang was shocked, he didn't say: "Your Highness..."

Liang Gongxu poked the snail, his tone was neither anxious nor slow: "The mother's wife said it."

The Queen is the same. Just turn a blind eye to the point, why bother? Shoukang lowered his head and didn't speak.

Liang Gongxu looked at the stupid shell on the tree: "Why didn't you report it with hot water? Do you think I have to let the virtuous person do you want to find a next home for yourself?"

Shou Kang knelt on the ground: "Your Highness is wronged. If your servant has any unjust intentions, he will not die well. I will only hope that your servant will succeed and achieve success in this life."

Liang Gongxu took the kettle and aimed the long spout at the position in front of the snail: "Then why didn't you report it? Is it better to have less trouble than to have more trouble?" Liang Gongxu said in a sarcastic tone.

When Shou Kang heard this, he looked up and signaled the people around him to go down.

The people around him glanced at the prince and did not move.

Liang Gongxu poured hot water on the tree. The snail that was stuck to the tree the moment before fell down instantly, without knowing life and death.

There was a sharp-eyed eunuch immediately, and the second one was placed immediately.

Mr. Shou Kang sighed, kowtowed, and looked up: "Although you don't like to listen to your highness, your marriage is a rare thing to be confused. On the contrary, I feel that the Empress did not go to see Lord Ming, but also left a word for Your Highness. Someone should have to do it. I met Lord Ming halfway through. I even thought that if Lord Ming had not been injured repeatedly, the Empress would not have come forward to talk to Lord Ming. Your Highness, the Empress has your heart."

Liang Gongxu threw the kettle aside: "You'd better be for me?"

"Slaves dare not."

"What do you dare not do? You dare to teach me how to do things."

"Slaves deserve to die."

"Treat yourself and apologize."

The people around him were shocked. Master Shoukang had been following His Highness for five years. It was rare to touch the prince's temper. If he had gone...

When Shou Kang heard this, his face pale and his head was heavy on the ground: "Slave... take the order..." As he said that, he looked at the lake view next to him and looked at His Highness resolutely. It was a day, but: "Your Highness, I will say another word. When I saw Lord Ming today, I will definitely feel guilty towards you. If you... take this matter over, the Empress and the Empress's heart and guilt will definitely be left with Your Highness. In the future, the Empress can no longer serve Your Highness. Your Highness must take care of yourself-" After Shou Kang said that, he walked to the lotus pond where weeping willows were blooming, and his eyes closed and jumped down.

Liang Gongxu looked at the snail crawling slowly.

The pond, which splashed a small splash of waves, returned to calm.

The surroundings were also strangely quiet.

In the silence, someone suddenly jumped down and caught Shoukang.
Chapter completed!