It was early spring, and a red plum blossom was blooming silently in the corner of the wall, sending wisps of faint fragrance with the wind.

Wen Hao slowly swept through the familiar and unfamiliar courtyard, and his heart was suffocated.

My sister’s name is called Chan, living in the Jiaoyue Living, which means "I hope people can share the beauty of the moon for a long time" and "I hope that people can share the beauty of the moon for thousands of miles". Her name is called Good, living in the Luoying Living, which means "The flowers are good and the moon is full".

My mother always thought that this was her life with her father, but she didn't know that it was a dream that lasted twenty years.

When you wake up from your dream, you will be in the abyss.

"Second sister, what are you going to say to me?" After entering the room, Wen Chan sat down casually, took the tea served by the maid and handed it to Wen Hao first, and then held it in her hand.

Over the years, my sister's congenital defects have made her sister unable to help but take care of her more, which is why Wen Hao trusts Wen Chan very much.

"Baozhu, go out and guard the door."

The maid who served tea had already left, and there was only a round-faced maid in the room. He heard this and left silently.

Everyone in the Wen family knew that the second girl only allowed the maid Baozhu to serve her, and the other maids and mothers were not allowed to come to the second girl for a while.

The servants of the Wen family privately discussed that the second girl was born a mute and was so strange, but I don’t know how Baozhu, a girl who was not very smart, got the second girl’s eyes.

Wen Chan became more and more curious when she saw her sister spending all the pearls.

"Sister--" Wen Hao's hand holding the teacup tightened and he carefully explained his words.

He reached out with one hand and patted her wrist.

"My second sister says something, do you want to see her sister?"

Wen Hao put down the teacup, looked at Wen Chan calmly, and shed two lines of clear tears.

Wen Chan was shocked: "What's wrong with the second sister?"

"Sister, my father has raised an outdoor room."

The sound of the teacup falling to the ground came, and Wen Chan looked disbelief: "Second sister, aren't you talking nonsense with fever, are you?"

Wen Hao avoided Wen Chan and reached out to touch her forehead. Her tears fell like beads with broken threads: "It would be great if I really had fever and talk nonsense. The father not only raised an outdoor room, but also had a son and a daughter. His son was called Chang Hui and his daughter was called Chang Qing. They all followed their biological mother's surname..."

After experiencing those hardships, she was too lazy to cry, but she still needed to cry.

These words made Wen Chan's head buzz, but she heard her sister even say the names of her children in the outdoor room. Even if she could not imagine that her father would do such a thing, she couldn't help but believe it.

"Second sister, how did you... know?" Wen Chan's heart was in a mess, not knowing whether she should believe it.

"I accidentally ran into it when I went out on the street. I didn't dare to believe it at that time. I followed it quietly for a while and could no longer deceive myself." Wen Hao closed his tears and sarcasticly hung on the corner of his lips, "Does my sister know that Chang Hui is older than you."

Wen Chan's expression shook, and her face became even more ugly.

Bigger than her - when I think of what this means, my blood surges up.

"Second sister, could it be you-"

Wen Hao lowered his eyes and interrupted Wen Chan: "Sister, don't ask if I misunderstood. Although my sister couldn't speak before, her eyes were good, her ears were good, and her brain was good."

Wen Chan held the table with her hands and couldn't recover her calmness. After a long time, she asked in a stern voice: "Where are they... living?"

"Ruyifang Mahua Hutong." Wen Hao gave an address without hesitation.

With the name and address, Wen Chan believed it a little more and murmured: "That place is on the way to my father's way to the yamen..."

Wen Hao held her hand: "Sister, go and have a look, don't alert the snake. Only after confirmation can we solve our mother's crisis together."

Wen Chan nodded.

At this time, she couldn't say anything that she had told her to say that she had completely believed in her sister's beautiful words.

Wen Chan had no intention of staying anymore and left in a hurry.

The tea on the table was already cold, and the tea cups that fell to the ground were split into pieces, and the tea was everywhere.

Wen Hao sat quietly against the head of the bed for a moment, shouting: "Baozhu."

The round-faced maid walked in quickly, swept the porcelain on the floor and glanced at it, and did not make any decision to clean up immediately. Her black eyes were filled with joy: "What are the instructions for the girl?"

Wen Hao curled his lips and smiled: "Bozhu looks very happy."

Baozhu grinned: "The girl's voice sounds so good."

"Is that right?" Wen Hao reached out and gently pinched Baozhu's plump cheeks, "I feel so too."

The only person in this world who does not compromise her words is Baozhu.

Baozhu was originally a fire-burning girl in the General's Mansion. When she was young, her personal maid changed one after another. Only Baozhu was chosen by her and kept by her.

The servants of Wen's mansion were most puzzled by why the second girl chose the fire-burning maid from her grandfather's family to serve her, and also gave her the name Baozhu.

For Wen Hao, the maid she chose herself was a real jewel.

No one knows that Miss Wen, who can't speak, has a different place, and can occasionally sense thoughts in the minds of people who are not related to blood.

If you serve a master who can't speak, even if the maid has no evil thoughts, she will inevitably complain in her heart.

Wen Hao was young at that time, and when he felt this, he was reluctant to let the maids get close to him until he discovered the pearl.

She only heard one sentence from Baozhu’s heart: The girl is so beautiful.

Who doesn't like such a bead?

Wait for a moment - after warming up, I realized it and thought of a question.

From the time she fell off the wall to now, she seemed to have never heard those messy sounds again.

From Prince Jing’s Mansion to General’s Mansion and then to Wen’s Mansion, I met so many people, but it’s unreasonable that I didn’t hear it once.

Why?

Was it a coincidence or - the slender fingers touched the slightly cool lips, Wen Hao felt a little excited.

Is it because she can speak?

In other words, it was because of her strange place in her previous life that she could not speak.

Wen Hao bit her lip and couldn't help laughing.

It would be great if this was the price for her to speak.

For her, it was not a price to pay, but a relief.

"Baozhu, take the pen and ink, I'll write a list, and you will go and buy it tomorrow."

It was getting late, and Wen Hao changed his clothes and leaned against the head of the bed, thinking about what he wanted to do.

In fact, there is no need to think too much, it is just a revenge and a kindness.

She will seek justice one by one for those who have hurt her and her relatives. She will do her best to repay those who have helped her.

A pair of beautiful eyes appeared in Wen Hao's mind.

The wind was very strong and the snow was very cold. She was blocked by him, but she felt that the embrace was very hot.

That was the blend of their passion and blood, giving her the last little warmth that she died of hatred.

Now that I think about it carefully, the man was injured before blocking the flying knife for her, and it was probably like her that he was in crisis at that time.

The man used his flesh and blood to block the sword for her. Although she was still dead, this love was a must. Unfortunately, I didn't see the man's face, so I had to take it slowly to find out the other party's identity.

The fatigue brought by the resurrection made Wen Hao fall into a deep sleep without realizing it.

The morning before, Wen Chan quietly left the mansion and Baozhu also left the house.

At the Jing Palace, Princess Jing had just eaten breakfast and heard the maid report that the prince was coming.
Chapter completed!