Liu Yunshuo frowned slightly, and nodded solemnly, "It is precisely this principle that can come and go freely in King King's Mansion without disturbing any guards and servants. It is definitely not easy. If this person wants to bring someone to our house, wouldn't it be easy to turn around? ?"
Rong Yu took out an embroidered molan handkerchief and gently wiped off the soup stained with his fingertips.
"Since this person is so interested, why did he only take away a nanny?" Rong Yu raised his eyes and looked at Liu Yunshuo.
Liu Yunshuo thought and shook his head, raising his eyes to look at Rong Yu.
"Husband, don't you think it's weird?" Rong Yu looked down at the tabletop, seemingly thinking quietly.
She groped and guessed, "Could it be, what's special about the grandmother?"
Liu Yunshuo raised his eyes and thought for a while, still puzzled, "What is so special about the nanny?"
Rong Yu's eyes flashed sharply, and then he whispered softly, "My husband, the soup is cold."
Liu Yunshuo shook his head and nodded with a faint smile. What happened to King Jing
Happy, he is troublesome, all as a theater.
Liu Yunshuo drank the soup in the bowl and pulled Rong Yu's hands like white jade, "Yu'er, it's getting late..."
Rong Yu slowly withdrew his hand and said with a smile, "Well, my concubine can play a song to help my husband, okay?"
The ending sounded upward, like a small hook, hanging people's hearts in the air. Liu Yunshuo was taken aback for a moment, then he nodded and smiled.
Rong Yu has already said that he is moderate and has a degree of advancement and retreat, but how can he refuse
The lights are dim, and the beauty sits holding the piano.
When he twisted the strings with his bare hands, the tune was high into the clouds, and when the song was over, Liu Yunshuo was a little confused.
Songs that have never been heard seem to be played randomly, but they are unexpectedly beautiful. Liu Yunshuo can even feel the rushing water from the song.
Rong Yu stared at the Qin quietly after the song was half-lived, never saying anything.
Liu Yunshuo seemed to understand something at this moment, and unexpectedly maintained a quiet tacit understanding.
There was a faint beating outside the window, and I didn’t listen much. Rong Yu suddenly pushed open the piano body slightly, got up and moved the lamp to the table, took out the pen, inkstone, paper and ink from the desk, solemnly. The word "Nanny" was written on it.
"My husband, my concubine always feels that my heart is not at ease."
She frowned and looked at Liu Yunshuo, with a deep affection on her face, "Seven sisters have been married to the King's Mansion not long ago. Now that the wife of King King's wife is missing, will she be implicated, concubine, is very worried."
Last time she made Liu Yunshuo angry because she said bad things about Rong Xun. Rong Yu is also a person of wit and knows how to please Liu Yunshuo.
Liu Yunshuo suddenly realized that he took Rong Yu's hand and said, "Yu'er is really taking care of her younger sister."
Rong Yu smiled lightly, "My sister, how can you not worry, because the broken bones are connected to the tendons."
She lowered her head and began to write, and after a while, there were many juanjuan words on the white paper including Niang Niang, King Jing, and Princess Jing.
Rong Yu looked at these small characters for a long time, then suddenly asked, "Husband, what is the greatest value of a nanny?"
"Well... it's natural breastfeeding." Liu Yunshuo said a little embarrassingly.
Rong Yu nodded. Suddenly her eyes widened suddenly, her expression dimmed, and she raised her head and said, "Whose milk is she feeding!"
Liu Yunshuo looked at her, his eyes rolled, and finally thought of something.
In the dead of night, the world is quiet.
Rong Yu lay beside Liu Yunshuo, closed his eyes and meditated.
Nanny, why do you want to take the nanny
It's puzzling, it's just a subordinate, where is it worth catching with this method
Rongxun is also puzzling.
Although she didn't spend much time in King's Mansion, Murong Jin's nanny was really a kind old man.
Living in the Palace of King Jing is almost uncontested in the world. How could such a person disappear
Rong Xun was lying in her arms and could not fall asleep, thinking of Murong Jin's anxious look during the day, she felt distraught.
"Where is the nanny worth taking her away?" Rong Xun murmured to himself. After a long time, he sighed softly, "Nanny usually..."
Even deeper at night, there were only a few bugs in the silent world.
Rong Xun thought in a daze, half asleep and half awake, she suddenly thought that the nanny was worthless, but the people served by the nanny were unusual!
"Who would it be? What does he want to know?" Thinking of these questions, Rong Xun only felt that thunder had struck him in his mind, and he no longer felt sleepy.
No matter what you want to know, Murong Jin must be caught in it!
Rong Xun bit his lip, and the back of his hand holding the quilt had thin green veins exposed—
Who on earth is it? Will it be Liu Yunshuo
Is he in danger from this moment on
Rong Xun closed her eyes tightly and forced herself to freeze her mind. After a while, she opened her heavy eyelids, got up and sat on the edge of the bed, and finally got out of the bed.
Outside the court, the moon flower is like water, sprinkled in front of the attic, light and shadow intertwined, like a palace.
Rong Xun walked slowly along a path, and the hustle and bustle of the day was gone. At this moment, the trees in the garden were full of shadows, very weird.
The night breeze in early autumn was very cold, Rong Xun wrapped his clothes tightly, thinking through the cold wind.
When Murong Jin looked back, what he saw was this kind of Rongxun.
The slanted hairpin on the temples of clouds, the flowery face is like a dream, but those eyes like stars are calm and vicissitudes at this moment, like a secluded cold pool.
This kind of content is a kind of poignant beauty that is separated from the world.
Yes, poignant.
Murong Jin looked at her, feeling sad, unable to tell why he was sad, nor could he describe how sad it was.
"Little girl!" Murong Jin shouted.
He hates this feeling, Rong Xun, how could it be like this!
How can she make people feel sad and beautiful, she makes others feel sad and pretty much the same!
"Why are you here?" Rong Xun was slightly surprised, but he was relieved after thinking about it. He couldn't sleep, so how could he sleep
"I thought about it for a long time. The only value in the nurse is my mother or me." Murong Jin frowned.
Rong Xun nodded, motioned Murong Jin with his eyes to continue.
Murong Jin spread his hands, indicating that everything is unknown.
Rong Xun was speechless for a while, so he lowered his eyes and looked at the ground silently.
Murong Jin didn't expect Rong Xun to say anything amazing. He was so bored that he kicked the pine cones away from the ground.
Rong Xun raised his eyes suddenly, his Zhu lips trembled, and after all, he couldn't say anything.
This incident did not happen in the previous life, because of her changes, everyone's destiny deviated from the established track.
I did not kill Boren, but Boren died because of me. Therefore, it is not Murong Jin who is injuring the nanny, but her.
Involuntarily, Rong Xun secretly rubbed the pomegranate red skirt, looking away from the bright and vivid eyes in front of him.
There was an unspeakable bleak in my heart, especially the scenery of this autumn night, which added even more sadness.
"Don't be sad, the nurse will be fine." Rong Xun softly comforted.